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A lightly-spiced mix of berries and herbs made the tea extra fragrant. Mahiri sipped gently from the mug, savouring the warm drink on her tongue before swallowing. The rain tip-tapped down on the roof of the cabin, undercut by the crackle of the fading embers nearby. The cool touch of scales against her naked skin and fur ensuring the warmth radiating from those coals was welcome. Occasionally, the damp sound of a contented hiss radiated from the serpent, her tongue flicking near a feline ear, making it perk up as the forked tip tickled her. Mahiri's purrs, or the best a leopardess could muster for contented rumble-sounds, were a constant thing, emanating out of her like an aura, communicating better than words ever could her state of soothed contentment. Mahiri didn't bother to think about anything but the embrace of the naga's coils looped around her legs and waist, and the gentle breathing that made Alice's chest rise and fall while the leopard laid back against her breasts, using that bare, scaly bosom for a pillow.

Mahiri knew there was an outside world, somewhere far beyond the forest in which Alice dwelt. But none of that mattered now. She was happy just to be together with a friend, pressed close, completely naked, with her every need fulfilled. Or most of them, at least. A quiet night together, feasting, snuggling, and contemplating the stillness had Mahiri in a state so pleased with her general existence that she felt she could have slept for a week, if not for one specific nagging sensation. When she first felt that tingle between her thighs, she thought to ignore it, that it wouldn't be polite to get turned on after such an enchanting evening, even when they were nakedly cuddling by the fire, all curled up on the rug.

The naga's accumulated coils were enough to loop around the leopard's body several times over, and at a touch or stroke she could feel all the muscle, all the power wrapped around her. Alice was as gentle as she could be, fully relaxed as she held the spotty cat close, but Mahiri knew all it would take was a single whim and she could have tightened up to a crushing grip around the cat's supple body. There was no venom or fang to fear, but a constrictor like a kingsnake meant there was that little tease, that faint aspect of danger to the enduring hug, and Mahiri couldn't help but dwell on that. She liked it.

Try as she did to suppress that natural reaction, she couldn't slip such a thing by a keen-sensed huntress like Alice. The flicking of the naga's tongue told her the snake had caught her scent. That probably shouldn't have come as a surprise. Mahiri had never seen it happen in person, but from what the naga said, sometimes the snake sustained herself through her stealthy ambush skills, hunting wild game for the thrill and taste alike. Mahiri would have never guessed to look at her, and that soothing, thoughtful expression, or those elegantly glistening red scales. Could she really be the sort of creature still deeply in touch with her instincts to the extent that she could outwit a wild animal?

Mahiri wondered how long that meant waiting out there, lying low, all stretched out in the grass like a log until the perfect moment ... no, it definitely wasn't for her. The leopard meanwhile was plenty content to pick up her food at the local grocery store, even if that meant sacrificing a bit of freshness. The only times she really resembled the wild cats of her ancestry was when she was ascending into a tree or other high place simply for the sake of being up there, or maybe eagerly throwing herself at a friend for a proper feline pounce. She could never live like Alice did, wild and solitary. Maybe the snake was more of a cat than the leopard herself.

Mahiri wasn't the only one enjoying the closeness. Alice attuned herself to that energy, that radiant lust rising with every moment the leopard spent breathing the serpent's scent, and she too couldn't contain herself. Even naked like that, the naga was mostly decent, but for her bare breasts, those genital slits left subtle most of the time. They were less subtle when they became swollen, puffy with the rising desire coursing through the silent snake's body. The lower of the two grew wet in time, that sleek sex giving off a sultry musk that filled Mahiri's senses, bathing her in the rich aroma of naga lust with her every slow breath. Thicker still was that of those emerging shafts, sliding sleekly and lubricated from the upper of the two slits. The twin spires glistened in the firelight, though Mahiri couldn't see that from where she was. All she knew was the prod of those firming tips against her lower back meant smearing her fur with that juicy aroma, with that serpent musk tinged slightly sweet and feminine, mixing in with the aromas of tea and a fading fire. They didn't bother to talk about it yet. Their bodies communicated the shift in mood just fine.

All it took was a subtle shift in the movement of her coils to allow Alice to grind and rub herself against the leopard's soft fur. She smoothly transitioned from idly constricting and kneading with those ample muscles, to pressing inwards, squishing both shafts to either side of the feline's spine. Every stroke against that plush pelt made her a little firmer, made her swell out to the full, slightly imposing size that glossed fluids up along Mahiri's spotted back, joining those pretty rosettes with streaks of liquid lust. Alice hissed thicker as she pressed close to the purring kitty's body, settling from grinding and stroking to a more thorough, slightly crude humping motion. Coiled up like that, she could use the full strength of her lengthy lower body to thrust her hips, slapping wetly against Mahiri's fur, lightly jiggling those plush leopard tits as she helped to bring a little rowl out of the cat. It felt good enough all on its own, but more than that, showing off her proud display of arousal was turning Mahiri on in the most unbearable of ways, leaving her to squirm within the scaly grasp wrapped taut around her body, to curl her toes and twitch her tail, realizing how truly helpless she was in the serpent's embrace.

A skillful writhe and twist and Alice turned Mahiri around to face her, pressing that pair of cocks to her belly, squishing into the slight padding there. The leopard looked up into the naga's eyes, and saw a gentle smile there as ever, no less calm even in the midst of such a heated state. It was all but impossible not to smile back, purring warmly as she leaned in and placed her chin firmly atop Alice's tits, brushing back and forth against those scales, feeling the softness and the curve just beneath. The snake flicked her tongue between the leopard's ears, playing the forked tip through her crimson locks, leaving a light sheen of saliva clinging to her scalp. Then she dipped a finger beneath Mahiri's chin to tip her face towards her own, letting that tongue stretch out just enough to tickle her on the nose. Mahiri lightly giggled, wiggling in the grip of all those coils. Alice still wasn't letting her go, tightening up around some key pressure points to send a wave of tingly pleasure through the leopard's body. Mahiri was supposed to be the expert masseuse there, yet the snake knew exactly where to press and squeeze to make her melt, the cat's eyes fluttering as if she might drift into a dream at any moment. The touch of cool lips to her own, stealing away her warmth with an interlocking smooch only pushed her closer to that blissfully slumbery, thoroughly horny state.

She kept her eyes closed as she threw her arms over Alice's shoulders, pressing her palms flat to the snake's back, kneading and massaging right back. The wriggle of that serpent tongue pressing past her teeth and towards her throat left her suckling, tasting, basking in the naga's breath while they pressed as close as their bodies could get. A squish of puffy leopard pussy against Alice's coils had her sharing those oozing juices, painting down those shiny scales while the snake's cocks remained pressed firmly against the cat's rumbling belly.

They kissed until Mahiri sunk down, breaking away from that smooch with a satisfying pop so that she could slip towards those tempting shafts, licking across her lips to make clear her intention. The radiating scent was like rain and sex all in one, the naga's body carrying the scent of nature, refining her musk to something more potent, more deeply arousing with every sniff. Mahiri's mouth watered just to imagine getting her lips around one of those dicks, or even both of them, but before she could get her head all the way to her target, an urging clench of coils around her waist stopped her. She looked up to Alice.

"No?"

The snake nodded. "Oh yes. But don't leave me with nothing to taste, myself."

"Ohhhh, Alice ..." Mahiri simply moaned. She wanted to tell her everything she felt, to think up the proper description for her every single sensation, for how wonderful the private evening had been. But she wasn't the wordsmith of the pair. She was simply going to have to let her body and its many reactions write the poetry of their coupling.

The way those coils moved to manipulate her truly boggled Mahiri's mind. She couldn't quite track their every movement, not with so many muscles working at once, writhing, flexing, clenching inwards and looping around her limbs from all directions. Alice had plenty of years to master the movements of her body, but a poor two-legged mammal like Mahiri could only fathom the outcome of those many wriggles and squeezes. She found herself inverted, turned upside-down by a loop of naga body around her thighs. Up she went, dangled there and swaying, her hair falling over her face until she pushed it to the sides, doing her best to tuck those excessive locks behind her ears and shoulders to get a better look.

Finally, she got what she wanted, coming close enough to immerse herself much more deeply in Alice's tempting scent. A single sniff was enough to flood her senses, bathing her in snake musk, inspiring her to kiss and lick before she even knew what she was doing. It was an automatic reaction, an instinctual drive to fill her mouth and mind alike with that naturally-enriched flavour, licking along the edges of that cockslit to mop up every trace of juices there before making her way up along the pair of shafts that had so enticed her on first touch. She worked slowly, thoroughly, concentrating on every single detail, every single taste she could savour along the way, her focus unbroken right until the moment Alice's own tongue struck home.

While Mahiri worked slowly, erotically worshipping every inch of Alice's twin shafts, the naga didn't spare the same sort of subtlety. She pleasured the leopardess, starting with a plunge of her tongue right inside of those inverted folds. Mahiri tested the grip of the coils around her thighs as the snake penetrated her all in one go, wiggling within those clenching confines, licking the juices right from the leopard's ripe cunt. She pushed in until her lips were flush against the kitty's pussy, making out with her twitching depths while juices poured generously down her chin. The hot fluids of Mahiri's horny need cascaded down her creamy white belly, running up to the underside of her breasts to sleekly slide into her cleavage. Well, very well then. So it was going to be like that.

Mahiri finished her tongue-tour of those twin cocks, licking along the tips and drinking in the generous beads of precum forming there. She filled her mouth with the mess, swallowing audibly before diving forth, doing her best to squeeze both shafts together between her lips so she could suck them both at once. It wasn't exactly easy to stay steady while the naga ate her out to the brink of climax all in a matter of seconds. A few perfect slurps was all it took, flexibly curling to tingle all those sensitive crevices, all those details that a pounding cock barely ever touched. The leopard muffled her own moans by delving down to the point of deepthroating those twins all at once, stuffing her gullet full without so much as flinching, swallowing those cocks as effortlessly as if she were a snake herself.

They worked each other over until Mahiri found herself growing faint. Maybe it was the lack of a good gasp between suckles, or all the blood rushing to her head. Or more likely, it was just the rising orgasm, the edging peak that tingled tauntingly close with every lick. Alice relaxed somewhat after the initial assault of slurps, instead just kissing those tender folds, withdrawing her tongue to clean the outside of the excessive juices clinging to the leopard's pussy. She slathered her lips in feline flavour as she made out with Mahiri's sex, leaving the cat to suck and bob, plunging all the way down to mash her nose against those slickened scales, then sliding hotly back up to the tip to huff along that matching girth, feeling the pair twitching between her lips, spurting watery samples straight to the back of her throat.

She swallowed every drop but for what leaked out between every wet suck, splashing over her cheeks, soaking into her dangling hair. At least the rising tension wasn't one-sided. She could feel the clenches, the spasms of those muscular coils as Alice hissed her pleasure, slowly grinding on the leopard's tongue but letting her do her work, right up until she abruptly pulled the leopard away before either of them could ascend past the edge of bliss. A few more good licks would have been enough to make Mahiri cum, but she couldn't do a single thing about it, madly wriggling as Alice breathed her cool breath upon that ravished pussy.

"Nnh .. I'm ..." the leopard started to say, but as before, words didn't come easily. She coughed a little, juices running down her inverted throat, drooling some of them down. "I'm so close."

"I know," Alice softly said, giving no weight to the cruelty of such an admission.

Just a little more, one touch, one kiss, anything, and Mahiri would have found the release she longed for instead of curling her toes, clenching her jaw with need. Yet the snake wouldn't let her have what she so desperately wanted, no matter how much Mahiri mewled. The leopard shook her head.

"Buuut ..."

The naga licked her lips and slowly turned the leopard the right way up once more. She placed her chin upon her palms and looked the spotty cat up and down a few times, as if seeing her for the first time. Then she reached out to touch Mahiri's cheek.

"I was thinking - nights like these are to be cherished. The rain gently paints the leaves, the wind is just a whisper. Why stay trapped within these four walls?"

Only someone like Alice could consider staying inside a cabin somewhere out in the middle of nowhere to be still too far from nature. But Mahiri was starting to catch on. She'd heard all about the naga's particular tastes from her sister Mira. Alice hadn't said it outright, but Mahiri could see the flash in those violet eyes, the frequent flicking of her tongue more than just arousal. The rain invigorated the serpent, bringing out those certain urges, those desires that went beyond just fucking. The huntress was as skilled a tracker as she was an ambusher, and few things thrilled her more than pursuing her partners to the forest that was her domain, coiling them by surprise, pleasuring them beneath the open sky. She didn't even have to explain herself. Mahiri knew what she was getting at. It was enough to put a big silly grin across the leopard's face as she skipped past the flirting implications and right to the big question.

"So. How much of a head start are you going to give me? The rain might wash away some of my scent, but this hardly seems fair when I'm feeling like this."

"I will be generous," Alice assured.

She uncoiled from around the leopard's naked form, letting Mahiri shakily return to her feet. Her legs wobbled a little, juices trailing down the inside of her thighs, smeared together as she walked. But she didn't hesitate, nor did she bother to dress herself. That probably would have meant losing those clothes for good once Alice tackled her and tore them to flutters in a hissy, lusty fury. She took one last look at the serpentess, those twin shafts on full display, a trail of fluid stretching down from each of their tips. Despite her aroused state, the naga's expression remained thoughtful, if slightly betraying her own anticipation with the sparks flickering in her eyes. Those weren't the reflection of the fire. There was nothing but ash in the hearth by then. Mahiri purred to herself as she teasingly swayed her hips and tail alike, as if she needed to give Alice any more incentive to pursue her, and then she was off, swishing into the rain, feeling it steaming upon her overheated body. The downpour painted the landscape in a heavy mist, leaving her barely able to see further than she could have thrown a stone. She was going to have to rely on her other senses if she wished to evade her pursuer. It was more fun to at least try, even knowing the inevitable end result.

Her hair and hide were drenched in an instant, the steady rain coming down without any sign of stopping. She had to halt her escape for just a few moments to tilt her head back on the sky, gazing into the grey while the droplets splashed upon her face. Opening up wide, she drank a few of them, and then turned back to her task at hand. The serpent had a distinct advantage in such weather. The dye in her hair held up to the water, but the enrobing blanket of her soaked locks wrapped her up like a dress, slightly impeding her movements. The extra weight of water clinging to her matted fur didn't help either. She slipped and slopped though the grass, choosing a direction at random and taking off at a heightened pace. It wasn't a run, but more of a swift yet careful stalking out into the unknown.

She hadn't the faintest idea of where she was going, the forest marked by a distinct lack of landmarks but for the occasional rock, but that didn't matter. There was no getting lost when she had the mistress of the forest at her heels, patiently waiting in her cabin, probably running her fingers along her cocks as she awaited her opportunity to chase and claim the leopard for herself. If there was ever anything Mahiri could do to make someone enjoy her more, to take even more pleasure from fucking her than usual, then she was happy to do it. And the uncertainty of when exactly her pursuer would find her left her all the wetter, steaming rising up from her body as the drenching stayed sustained with her every step.

It was a haze of instincts out there in the wild. She let her inner narrative fade in favour of simple sensation, savouring in the sound and feeling of every pattering drop. The forest seemed to sing to her, roaring in the rain as it came cool and heavy, drumming upon the wild landscape and drowning out all else. Alice could have been right behind her that very moment, and she wouldn't have heard her over the din of precipitation. But then, she probably wouldn't' have heard that sneaky snake in a completely silent room, either. She sensed nothing, but she knew she had little time. When she spotted a particularly enticing tree, she knew exactly what she needed to do. Tucking her tail between her legs just to keep from hurting herself in the climb, she launched up into those inviting branches, leaping up and up, digging her claws into the trunk until she was somewhere safe among the foliage, stretched out and lounging as a leopardess ought. She might have been far from her feral cousins by then, but she still knew a good climbing tree when she saw one. The only question that remained was whether Alice would be able to find her up there. Those vibrant spots certainly didn't blend in well with all the green.

She wasn't keeping track of time anymore. It could have been a mere few seconds, or several minutes she was sitting in that cozy tree, somewhat sheltered from the storm as she perked her ears to listen for any snapping twig or slippery slither in the grass. She didn't sense a thing until moments before the serpent struck. From relaxed there on her comfy branch, to perked up in utter awe at the way the serpent moved. She seemed to defy gravity itself as she slithered up a nearby tree, springing from its centre to fling herself towards the lounging leopard. A pounce from such a height was plenty dangerous, but Mahiri was very much unharmed as they came crashing down together. She was fully wrapped in those many coils, constricted from shoulder to ankle by the snake's muscular grip, cushioning the impact as they landed together in the wet grass. The rain shimmered over Alice's body, making those tri-colour markings shine all the brighter in the fading light, a glimpse of sunset orange peaking through the darkened clouds as she gleamed there over her encircled prize. A sturdy squeeze stole the air from the leopard's lungs, silencing any comment. They spoke only in the noises of their species after that, mixing those ferocious hisses with the faint, weakened mewls and occasional horny rowl of a leopardess in heat.

There was no doubt in her lust-addled that was what her body was doing as she sank into the serpent's forceful embrace. Something about being hunted down with such ease, completely overpowered, held down as the snake lay her upper body against her back, pinning her from behind - that was what truly did it for her. Her aching desire transformed into something more urgent, into a throbbing, tangible need that burned there between her thighs as Alice loosened her coils just enough to press her hips near Mahiri's backside, cocks squishing first to her lower back and then slipping down to catch against her sex. A twin set as she had meant Alice was free to penetrate the soaking leopard in two places at once, and she didn't hesitate to reap the rewards of her short, successful hunt by sinking her shafts into the cat's sex and ass alike, all at once.

Stuffing and stretching her with that twin girth meant lining up just right, swaying against the leopard's body so that she could claim her chosen holes. Penetration flowed smoothly along the surface sleek inner folds, slickly lubricated by the cat's desire, and the snake's own. Serpent musk rose thicker and wetter in the rain, the higher of her two cocks nicely wet with the glaze of slit-juices, helping her plow forth between those spotty cheeks and fuck Mahiri's rump at the very same time she claimed her pussy. It all happened so fast that it took several seconds for the leopard's pleasure to properly set in, her eyes going wide as the rush of sensations struck her all at once, leaving her screaming a feline yowl into the empty woods. They could make all the noise they wanted together. All they'd disturb was the birds.

A murder of sodden crows took off from the branches, cawing their alarm at the sudden shriek that emitted from the cat as she got double-stuffed by the fiercesome huntress. They weren't play-fighting. Mahiri thrashed and struggled against the serpent's grip, trying to wrench herself out of those constricting coils, to battle her way to a freedom she knew she'd never manage to win. She didn't want to anyway, but it was the principle of the matter, the effort that fuelled them both to their highest peaks, to their more feral expression of mutual desire. Alice overpowered Mahiri, legitimately, ensuring the cat knew at every moment that the snake could have just taken her at any time on first meeting her, if that was her will. Keeping up the slight illusion by squirming and flexing her muscles in that confining squeeze might have been exhausting, but it was worth it to keep up that ferocious energy. She even went so far as to snarl at the serpentess while she got fucked in the rain, putting the deepest reaches of her voice to use to make an idle threat as she showed her fangs to no one in particular.

Nothing she did could stop Alice from rutting her from behind, plowing deep into her curvy body, constricting her so tightly that she hardly even jiggled as every thrust pumped and bounced the snake's scaled loins against the feline's backside. Though there was no keeping that spotty ass from jiggling a little every time it got spanked by those pumping coils, cocks pounding into her pussy and her tight rim alike, slightly outlined in her creamy white belly fur while she rowled her sharpest, trying not to completely lose herself to pleasure when there was still so much good squirming and struggling to enjoy.

She knew full well what her body was doing. It wasn't the first time. That aching, trembling inner need was something more than just arousal. She was going into heat, into the prime of her breeding season, from lust and pleasure alone. Under the right circumstances, she could get fucked so good that her body readied itself to get impregnated. She wondered if Alice could tell. They were in perfect rhythm, spasming, twitching, barely in control of themselves as orgasm loomed on the horizon, making the misty sights swim before Mahiri's eyes until she just closed them and let her other senses reign supreme. Those cocks drove deeper, their full lengths plunging in and out of her, slipping and slopping on their own spurting precum. It felt like she was already cumming inside of the cat. Mahiri could feel her body surging with feelings at the presence of that potent seed. Just a little longer, and that lovely serpent was going to get her pregnant, out there in the storm, locked tight in that embrace. She couldn't think of more romantic circumstances to conceive. She vibrated warmly, finally settling and slumping into utter release as she relaxed those muscles that fought against that unbreakable grip. Every part of her was ready to let Alice claim her.

The orgasmic hiss slicing out through the humid air came accompanied by an extra-tight constriction around Mahiri's body. The cat's bones remained intact despite the pressure, though for those linger, climactic moments, she couldn't breathe in the slightest. The slight swirly sensation of suffocation served to enhance the euphoria flooding through her veins, making every single feeling that much more intense. She didn't even hear herself screaming. Everything that wasn't pleasure was just blank for an extended time, leaving her empty-headed, screeching out into the vast emptiness of Alice's forest while she launched into a breeding-ready orgasm, gushing out over cocks and scales alike as she clenched down hard and all but demanded that the snake cum inside her right that very moment.

The serpent could only oblige, pounding in and holding herself there, letting her shafts throb and bulge with the engorging dual-load shooting through them. They erupted inside the leopard one after another, alternating messy shots and squirts beneath the cat's forcibly lifted tail, creaming her cunt and womb full of potent snake seed while she did the same to that tight ass. One good, extended glsssh came followed by another, and another, every muscle in Alice's body flexing tight but not too tight as she pumped the cat to brimming with an overflowing dose of fresh cum, leaving it to trickle along fluffy thighs and shiny scales alike as the steam rose thick from their coupling. The rain still hadn't let up, soaking the two of them in the wet scent of sex, dampening the musk of mating that wafted from the two of them, leaving Mahiri to swim in the aromas as she exhaustedly purred, savouring in the feeling of seed taking inside her. Somehow she just knew.

The glowing feeling that came after settled like a storm cloud on her chest, bringing out her finest rumbles as she flopped back into Alice's arms, barely able to hold her head up any longer. Her eyes fluttered open and then closed again, and she wore a big silly smile as the naga massaged her shoulders, loosening her grip at last to allow her quarry to gasp and recover, slowly. She kneaded deep, working into the leopard's muscles, making sure she wouldn't be sore tomorrow after such a vigorous breeding session. Or less sore, at least. There might have been a few bruises when she next woke, but Mahiri felt confident they'd be worth it. Rubbing along her shoulders eventually meant Alice found her way to the chain of that curiously occultish necklace the leopard wore at almost all times. She hadn't taken it off with all her other clothes, and the curious serpent examined the points of the five-pointed star with her fingers. It was something more than a piece of jewellery. That much was evident by the warm pulse against the snake's digits as she examined that curious trinket, flicking her tongue against Mahiri's cheek. When the two of them had recovered their breath, she leaned in close to one of the leopard's ears and spoke in a soft whisper.

"You are a very good cat. A very good girl. Though I have been curious about something ..."

"What's that, Alice?" Mahiri nibbled her lip. She still had the snake's cocks shoved deep inside her, but she still found herself getting a little self conscious whenever this sort of thing came up.

"Your body doesn't need a single change, I assure you. Each detail is as succulent as the last. Every rosette in place. Yet Mira tells me you quite enjoy making certain alterations ..."

"Ohhh. Does she now?" The leopard softly giggled to imagine her twin sister blabbing on about all her secrets. "It's true, I've been ... cavorting with some spooky types. One of them gave me this gift."

She idly thumbed at the demonic trinket, one imbued with a sliver of power, a trace of the dark creature who gifted it to her always remaining with her, attached to her, ready to be summoned up whenever she wished to make a swap to her configuration. Mahiri smiled a little more broadly.

"Did you want to see how it works?"

"If you are comfortable with such a thing, of course. There is no pressure."

"Ohh, Alice. You're so kind. I'd love to show my cock." She wiggled a bit. "You might want to pull out first."

A slow, slick tug eventually had those shafts popping free of the leopard's tight cunt and ass alike with a squelch of overflowing jizz pouring down over both of them. Mahiri's fur was already soaked to about as wet as it could possibly be, but the warmth came in contrast to the cool, rain-slick scales pressed against her. She soon after took to squeezing that little trinket of hers, letting the points dig into her palm slightly as she closed her eyes and thought of the body she desired. There was no transformation, no transition. One moment she had a soft, creamed pussy and the next she had a plump sheath, a thick, black-fleshed cock sliding forth, smooth and uncut as she pressed her hips against a length of Alice's coils, playfully humping at her. Those heavy balls sagged down low, swinging with every little motion, clenching up tighter as her dick flexed its way to a fuller and fuller state, skin peeling back as she swelled.

Despite the change, she somehow knew she was still very much pregnant, feeling that cum inside of her, making her belly feel all nice and warm. She was playing with demonic energies she couldn't hope to ever fully understand, but the details were not important to her. All that really mattered was she was in control of her own body, right down to the genitals she was sporting at any given moment, easily changed on a simple whim. The satisfied hiss as Alice reached down to stroke that growing cat cock told her that she approved. A few squeezes and a caress of the tip with a scaled thumb helped to milk out the precum even before she was fully hard, transforming the leopard's soft little mewls to a more assertive, thunderous rurrrr.

"I sense a wondrous energy within you, Mahiri," the serpent said. "There is a deeper, wilder part of you that wishes to escape. One you have never fully embraced ..."

"Oh, I think you overestimate me," Mahiri chuckled. "I'm flattered though. And horny."

Alice was insistent. "I would not say it if I did not believe it. Let me help you, Mahiri. There is a leopardess within the leopardess who pines to roar her way to life. Let her seize control, even if just for a little while. I want to see what she can do."

The snake uncoiled from around the cat once more, slithering to the front of the cat as Mahiri sank to her knees, still wobbling in the legs after an orgasm like that. She looked up at the snake as Alice struck that pondering pose as she so often did, one arm beneath her bust and a hand beneath her chin. For a while, she simply observed as the cat rose shakily to her feet, swishing her tail and lightly squeezing her mostly-firm cock, casting a look of uncertainty to the coiled naga. Idly stroking her shaft, Mahiri kept herself hard but didn't move towards Alice just yet.

"So I ... well, I'm not sure exactly what you want me to do. You're such a gorgeous, intimidating snake, and I'm just ..."

"You don't need to do anything but listen. Not to me. To your body. It will guide you."

"But how do you ..."

Mahiri didn't bother to finish. She was about to find out exactly what Alice was planning. A loop of coils around her ankles and thighs tugged her closer, while the snake's hands pressed firm into her breasts, groping and examining her plush body much as she had before. The rubs to her belly reminded Mahiri of the sloshing weight swimming within her, but soon after she was rumbling out as the naga rubbed her cock. Alice was gentle with her grip, rubbing up and down, squeezing lightly where it mattered. She ran her fingers along that one particularly prominent vein, tracing its path towards the tip of that glossy cock until she could wipe up a bead of pre that formed there. She brought that finger to her lips and licked it off with a flick of her forked tongue. Another satisfied hiss projected wetly into Mahiri's face, the serpent locking eyes with the uncertain leopard before sinking slowly down, never breaking from their interlocked gaze until she had her head between the leopard's thighs.

Mahiri tipped her head back as she dwelt in the feeling of being savoured right back, worshipped even. The serpent tasted her with precision and grace, flicking a forked tip to her taint, licking beneath those fuzzy balls and lifting them up with the force of her eager attention. Only after she'd slathered the leopard's sack did she move on to that thick, veiny shaft. It was slightly broader than one of her own, though not quite as long. She let her tongue dance over its every detail, gliding up and down the smooth parts, dwelling on the little veins and imperfections that gave it texture. A thorough bath in snake saliva got the kitty's cock glistening, working tongue and lips alike. Alice wasn't afraid to drool, working her tongue in and out to huff the scent from the leopard's dick in that snakish way.

She laid a kiss right at the middle of that thumping spire, then glossed her way to the tip, smooching there, licking, flicking the dual tips along the cumslit that oozed so sweetly. Lapping at the partly-captive feline's shaft brought out something more than purrs. Letting the serpent lick the precum from her fat cock was enough to make Mahiri rumble much more assertively, thunderously announcing her arousal with every rattled breath. When those perfect squeezing lips latched onto her shaft and went sliding all the way down to the scrunched up sheath at the base, those rumbles burst forth, escaping her as a firm, fang-baring snarl. Maybe she really was a leopardess after all.

Her reactions all came naturally. She wasn't specifically intending to take control. Her body wanted it. Needed it. Once she had the snake's lips wrapped snug around every inch of her cock, Mahiri put her hands on Alice's head and held on tight, starting to thrust, to pump back and forth, to fuck that naga's face as best she could from her position in those coils. Alice loosened her grip, allowing the cat to take even more control, to assert herself in ways she never expected to when she was with someone as commandingly seductive as Alice. But maybe that was the point. Such a sensual serpent could have anything she wanted, even if that meant letting someone else dominate her.

The leopard's hips moved steadily, seemingly all on their own. Mahiri's body found a rhythm, plapping forth so that her balls slapped up against the naga's chin, cock plunging straight into that constricting throat. She didn't have to be careful. A snake like Alice could have easily swallowed the entire leopard without missing a breath. The pounding of just her shaft pushed straight into that slippery gullet, feeling it ripple and gulp around near her every inch while her balls clenched and swelled with the building pressure, nestled against the snake's lower lip as she worked her magic on that feline cock.

Alice didn't bob up and down, content instead to simply let her lips and mouth work warmly around Mahiri's dick, her throat massaging with all that gulping power, slobbering over that shiny shaft until the cat was throwing herself into every thrust. She slickly yanked from those humid depths, slopping a mix of precum and saliva down over the scales of Alice's bust, squelching up a multitude of squishy sounds with every stroke. Mahiri didn't think about pacing herself. It felt too good to throw herself for, stuffing the snake's gullet with cat dick, bulging lightly beneath the white scales of Alice's throat until the leopard was building up to something like a storm.

It crackled out like an oncoming storm, projecting pure, vibrating base while her body tensed, her every muscle flexed, her endorphins blotting out her mind while her sensations took over, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, to the sweet release inside the serpent's mouth. One more second, one more suck and she was ready to burst, to unleash every drop of cum she had to offer, and it was that very moment that Alice chose to suddenly pull back, slipping free of Mahiri's every inch with a misty splash of juices flinging to the air, raining down with the rest of the precipitation. The water washed the mess away from Alice's lips easily enough, but she still took the time to lick them while Mahiri yowled and huffed her frustration, left right on the edge, a squeeze away, but refusing to just finish herself off with her hands.

"Nnnngh, Alice, you tease ... "

"I'm not teasing, Mahiri." The naga spoke firmly, but warmly, adding just a little hint of that sultry snakespeak to her usual well-spoken tone. "I want you to fuck me. To breed with me. To knock me up just as I have you. Let's fill each other with life on this splendid evening. Such perfect weather does not come often"

That a constant downpour was Alice's ideal was so like her. Mahiri curled her toes into the dirt, looking to the snake as she slithered into position. Those coils were deadly, agile, powerful, able to bend and twist in ways that the leopard's mind couldn't ever hope to understand. And they were every bit as useful for seduction as they were for overpowering her prey. She wound them all around herself, wearing her own lower body like an oversized scarf, curling from her neck, to her breasts, to her middle, then slowly slithered free of her own grip, rubbing against her scales as she did. A toss of her lower coils over her shoulders left them draped there while she slowly swayed her hips.

That pair of cocks remained prominent as ever, solid and exuding that potent serpentine musk. But to make certain Mahiri didn't miss her target, the snake dipped her fingers down, running those digits along the crevices of her subtle pussy, spreading that slit open to let the juicy inner flesh glisten in the rain for the cat to see. Such an offer lured her closer, especially as the snake hypnotically bobbed back and forth, seducing the feline with even the slightest motion. Snakes just couldn't help it, could they? They were mesmerizing to watch, and even more enchanting to lean in, dip down, and sample with a heavy, head-filling huff as Mahiri sank to her knees and stuffed her nose against the naga's cunt, letting those cocks brush against her hair as she inhaled the scent of Alice's pussy. The need hit her senses as if she'd run straight into a wall.

That feminine musk was thick, wet, and rich with pheromones. Did snakes have heats like mammals did? Alice already had a fine pair of distinctly non-reptilian breasts. It only seemed to make sense that her body might work differently. But Mahiri wasn't thinking about that in anything more than the very back of her mind. From sniff to lick, she sampled the heat wafting from the serpent's cunt, digging in and scooping a mouthful of juices for her to suck and swallow. They were every bit as potent as the taste of Alice's cocks, leaving a lingering mark on her tongue even after she gulped. She could feel the desire trembling through the naga's body, but Mahiri felt compelled to return the favour, slurping in and eating her out make them even That meant bringing her close to the edge in a few succinct tongue-plunges, feeling her clenching, constricting as tightly with similar strength to her coils. Alice's pussy had such a unique muscular grip to it, such a refined way of kneading all around the leopard's tongue while Mahiri shoved it deep. She could hardly even imagine how good that was going to feel around her cock, and when she felt those juices flowing thicker, hotter, and noticed those contractions rising up to a rapid, swelling peak, she got the naga back for that little tease by wrenching her tongue out of those slavering depths just before the pleasure proved too much to control.

They locked eyes once more. This time there was fire there, blazing even amidst the falling droplets. The patter on the leaves couldn't compete with the leopard's lusty roar, resonating out of her and projecting all throughout the forest, rattling the branches with the force of the sound. She throbbed, pulsed, shivered despite the heat radiating from her body. And Alice simply waited for her, splaying herself out in the grass, cocks leaking onto her belly, needy juices leaking down the contours of her coils as they streamed from her wet cunt. Mahiri stood throbbing, dripping, a string of precum stretching all the way to the forest floor. She couldn't contain herself any longer. Her body knew what to do.

Crouching low and raising her tail high, she calibrated for the pounce with a few swift swishes, wiggling her rump as she primed those muscles, awakening those dormant instincts all for the sake of lunging forth and tackling the snake down to the ground, seizing her wrists, holding her flat, and pinning her while she snarled to the point of drooling on her just a touch. If Alice wanted a leopardess, she was going to get it, though even in her submissive state she couldn't help but put those coils to use. Mahiri soon found herself encircled by the muscular length of the snake's body, feeling their grip around her hips, her shoulders, her belly. None of it was crushing nor confining, simply holding tight and keeping her close, giving her plenty of room to move despite the strength going into squeezing her. She was going to need it.

The instinctual guidance ensured she found her mark on her first attempt. One thrust and she spread those folds out with the plump tip of her cock, delving inside the hissing serpent, sinking deeper and deeper as those innards hugged around her many inches. They kneaded, massaged, even seemed to constrict in their own way as Alice writhed snakishly beneath her, projecting those wet hisses out with her tongue flicking in Mahiri's face. The leopard caught the forked tip between her lips and sucked the rest inside, falling into a sloppy kiss while she buried herself in snake pussy, pressing down until she felt that solid, satisfying plap of balls against those wet coils. The serpent soaked around her, flooding her shaft as she worked it, stirred it, let it simmer in those fluids. They weren't as hot as a mammal's pussy might have been, but Mahiri brought plenty of heat to spare. She sweated against those scales, panting into the snake's mouth as she started to fuck her, to breed with her, to stroke and thrust her shaft deep inside her to come closer and closer to impregnating her on a whim. Their instincts told them they needed to mate together, to press their bodies close and rut until release came washing over them. And Mahiri soon found her pace to pound the hisses from the serpent, slipping and squelching back and forth into those rippling insides.

Mahiri fucked with force and even violence, the way she viciously slammed back and forth, pounding that pussy with all her feral strength. She wasn't trying to hurt the snake, and she probably couldn't anyway. She simply had no control, no restraint, nor even any thought left up in her head while she pleasured herself with the serpent's cunt. Pulling from that kiss, she instead put her fangs to use on those hard scales, picking a soft spot and latching on in an overpowering mating bite around the throat. Alice could handle it just fine, tipping her head back, letting the cat have access, and control. She kneaded inside and out, sliding those coils back and forth, constricting, pressing in, but never confining the leopard too much. Mahiri pounded on, thumping deep into that sloppy sex, letting the fluids pour over the sides with every backstroke, fucking that serpent pussy with all her strength, all her energy, all her feline stamina. The pleasure of those heavy, compressing inner muscles seemed amplified by the sucking Alice had given her only moments ago. Mahiri knew she couldn't hold back, not with her balls clenching like that, churning up a fat load of cat spunk that ached for release. She was just going to have to to rely on the fact that she was a leopard, fit for breeding, as she tossed her head back from the snake's throat in a triumphant, if slightly shaky roar, erupting all at once as she let orgasm wrack her body to near madness with the pleasure running through her nerves.

The first shot of leopard cum shot hard enough to let them hear it splatter somewhere deep inside the naga's womb, breeding her in an instant. She came again, and again, feeling as if she were having a dozen orgasms, letting that fresh spunk overflow from those stuffed folds, pouring down the sides and mixing in with the rain. The wet scent came heavy, leaving the cat twitching there, her lower body wrapped up tight and squeezed just a little harder while she had her first orgasm inside the naga. She wasn't done. A feline like her would have been embarrassed to cum once and call it quits. She never even softened, even as her first series of spurts came to a tingly close.

The afterglow might have tempted her with the prospect of a nap, but her instincts remained primed, fuelling her so much better than adrenaline ever could. She roared once more, slipping briefly into horny rowling, and then pumped her hips forth to shove her dick into that thick creampie, sending it spraying out in every direction at once. Ropes of cream splashed her belly, her thighs, her hips, her balls, ensuring that her forward thrust was as messy, as noisy as possible. And then pulling back was even louder, coating her cock in her own cum as she schlurrrrrrrped her way back out of that snake sex, splashing out her cumshot and then diving forth to start working on a second. Her cock was slightly numb, her balls just a little sore from slapping against those scales, but she wasn't for a moment going to let the limits of her body stop her from fucking that gorgeous snake right in the middle of the perfect storm of instincts and rain alike.

The hissy tone to Alice's grunts and groans of pleasure sounded almost like "yes!" repeated over and over but it was hard to tell. Mahiri might not have understood words anymore anyway. She was an animal, fucking at full speed once she found her pace again. Pleasuring the serpent with smooth and precise lovemaking was far from her mind, or what little remained of it. She rutted, she pounded, she slammed into that slit as hard as she could, over and over, fatigue never finding her muscles, or at least not setting in yet. Those feelings got pushed aside in favour of pure desire, the schlurking suck of cock sheathing into cum-pumped pussy sounding out so lewdly that they scandalized half the forest with her every thrust. More, faster, harder. Mahiri wasn't sure who she was anymore. She bit, she clawed a little, and she rolled her whole body into those vicious, undulating thrusts, dipping her dick into that sloppy, squelching cunt.

They swirled together until it all seemed to blend up like mixed paint, the red of those scarlet scales indistinguishable from the yawny yellow of the leopard's pelt. They fucked their memories away, existing as simply two animals in the while, writhing, pumping, smashing their bodies against each other and grinding out the pleasure until Alice couldn't simply hiss to express herself any longer. The shock of hearing a sentient voice escape the snake brought Mahiri crashing back to the world, the reality of her exhausted muscles and her the brimming pleasure surging through her muscles, tightening her tight, clenching her nuts, making her cock bulge up extra plump while Alice squeezed down hard, working the sheer strength of a constrictor's muscles to pump and milk that cock for every single drop left inside the breeder-cat's body.

For all the ferocity on display right up to that moment, Mahiri didn't roar this time. She felt such a flood of emotions, endorphins, every good feeling passing through her body all at once. A curious whim had her interlocking fingers with the snake in those moments of mutual climax, and she was pleased to feel Alice squeezing her hands right back. They fell into an embrace, locking lips and riding out the shaking, convulsing orgasm together, glowing in the rain as they made absolutely certain the leopard knocked the snake up, seed rushing to fertilizing those eggs within the naga as she unloaded all the accumulated cum that got churned up by fucking that deliciously wet snake sex.

The last few thrusts were slow and smooth at last, savouring the feeling for just a little longer until she just buried herself balls-deep in Alice's pussy and let that pulsing, writhing inner grip milk her dry. The snake squirted for her, not just cumming but spaying out a heavy mist of feminine juices while she shot more masculine cum over her own belly, splashing the underside of her tits and Mahiri's too, even getting some on both their faces while those twin shafts unloaded richly to paint their moment of intimacy in a musky splatter. The scents radiated from them both, rich and natural, warming their cool surroundings as their bodies soaked together in the enduring rain. It wasn't letting up, even if their personal storm was over, for the time being.

For a while they just existed, locked in romantic the romantic glimmer beneath the grey skies. They touched, they breathed, they kissed, but those weren't the forceful smooches of before. Their passion melted away like ice, replaced by the cool trickle of utter satisfaction as they floated away together, stretched out in a growing puddle. If the weather had been paying attention, it might have known to let up as they finished, to let the sun shine in over their orgasms while they snuggled in silence and listened to the tune of their bodies, bred and fulfilled, flooding them with all the good feelings their feral minds could muster. Instead, it did the opposite. The rain swelled to something more like a storm, the distant rumble of thunder mixing with the leopard's purrs as the drops fell in abundance upon their soaking bodies. Alice seemed perfectly content in the downpour, but Mahiri was left sputtering, struggling with her hair as it adhered itself to her face and shoulders. Soon, Alice took her in the coils once more, winding around her waist as she rose. The two of them remained closed, pressed tight to each other's bodies as the serpent slithered for shelter with the rain-drenched feline in tow. They dripped their way through the door, leaving a trail of cool rain across the floor of the naga's cabin until she stretched her coils out like a bed, letting Mahiri stretched right out upon a pillow of scales while she worked to relight the fire.

The rising crackle of flames brought a welcome warmth to help their bodies dry off from the storm. Though the heat brought out those lingering scents of mating all the stronger, filling that humble forest home with a mix of sexy aromas. The perfume was their reminder of the pleasure they shared, and the consequences of giving in to their inner desires. Once she was satisfied with the state of the blaze, Alice took to coiling tighter around that soft, warm mammal, though she was sure not to squeeze too hard. They kept comfy and cozy as they started into the fiery reflection in each other's eyes, reaching to mutually stroke each other's bellies. Of course there was no sign of growth or change there yet. But they knew. Their bodies told them that their seed had mutually taken. Mahiri silently shifted back to her previous state as they spoke without words, and the snake reached down to fondly stroke her fingers along that feline pussy. It wasn't a touch meant to arouse, but merely to admire, to lightly massage those tender folds, knowing she'd fucked new life into that soft feline cunt. And in return, she'd received the same gift, ensuring every desire of her body was satisfied all in one showery evening. Eventually, purrs and hisses weren't quite adequate to communicate their thoughts together.

"I shall be sure to squeeze you gently while you swell, sweet cat," the serpent hissed, flicking her tongue in the leopard's face as before.

"So much ... so good ..." Mahiri murmured, her eyes unfocused at first until she remembered where she was. "I guess I did have that inside me after all. You know. The real leopardess."

"It is not that she was inside you. She is you. You are a powerful, primal cat, and you only need to let yourself be reminded of that." Alice stroked her fingers up along the leopard's body, eventually scritching beneath her chin. "Do you feel better, having awoken that inner beast?"

"I do ... I really do. It's like ... " Mahiri broke into an interruptive rowwwl just thinking about it. "It's like there's so much more I can do now. So much potential unlocked at last ..."

"And so it shall remain. There are many new pleasures that await you. Bearing my seed is among the foremost of them."

The leopard chuckled lightly to hear it put that way, her voice dropping lower, as if someone might overhear such scandalous words.

"They way it felt, I wonder if you gave me twins. Or more."

The thought put a soft smile on Alice's face. "Perhaps we'll be so lucky. Such a sight you'll be, gravid with my offspring."

"Filled with little catsnakes - or maybe leopard-nagas. I guess we'll just have to find out when we get there."

"So we will. And until then, I will be sure to take good care of you." Alice hugged just a little tighter around Mahiri's legs and waist, granting her that snakish hug while Mahiri embraced the serpent more traditionally.

"I just ... I don't ... " Mahiri began, and stopped to consider what she was even getting at. "Do we need to do anything else for a while? I just want to ... be with you. Enjoy this moment, for a good while."

"There is nothing else in the world you need to consider until your base needs urge at you once more, Mahiri. Rest and press close, speak your thoughts or enjoy the sensations alone. I expect nothing of you but bliss."

"Well ... bliss I can do," Mahiri said, slipping into purrs so strong her last word was barely audible.

She thought maybe she might stay by the fire forever, for how good she felt. The rain drummed away on the rooftop while the flames crackled and the thunder rolled in like a chariot, the darkness spreading over the sky to shroud the little cabin in its ominous blanket. Yet for all the natural fury unleashed just outside the door, Mahiri knew she was perfectly safe, protected from the elements and from anything that might harm her for as long as she was locked there, hugged up close by the squeezing serpent. The natural kneading of those heavy coils remained an enduring massage around her spotted body, and the best she could provide in return was the constant rumble emitting from her chest, vibrating all the way through her body so that she could feel it even in her extremities, her fingertips tingling against those scales as she touched and admired the body of the mysterious serpent who lived all out on her own where nobody could easily find her. Such a privilege it was to spend time with someone who spent time with so few people in general. And an even greater gift it was to breed with her, to reproduce and share something that would see their bodies growing and changing over the coming months, rounding out with the mutual gift they'd bestowed upon each other for no more reason than their bodies told them too. Maybe Mahiri hadn't forgotten the wild cat inside her after all. She just needed the right snake to chase it out of her.