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Mahiri was without crew or backup, sinking into the shadows as she drank in some offworld station, a grungy dive with a view of the stars. Even daring outlaws with a galaxy-wide rap sheet needed some time off now and then. No one would ever think to look there. It was a pit stop along the way to the colonies at most. She could stay a few days and rest from her last big job while the heat died down. The bartender certainly didn't care who she was as long as she kept paying for her drinks. Though she did have to wonder if she was really getting what she ordered, and nothing more. She only felt mildly inebriated, but she was pretty sure she was hallucinating all of a sudden. There simply was no way the notorious bounty hunter Yesenia just slithered into the very same bar that was supposed to be her quiet hiding place. Wondering about who had tipped her off could come later - for the moment, the most important thing was assessing the situation.

She didn't seem as bad as they said. Maybe it was just the leopard falling under her spell already. Snakes were like that. Those curves. Those coils. That absolutely gorgeous bust all wrapped up snug in an impossibly tight black dress. Mahiri wanted nothing more than to get a little closer, to touch and be touched, no matter how dangerous that might have been. People like her didn't just show up by coincidence. The only possibility was that she was there for her, and that meant planning an escape route that hopefully didn't bring them into direct conflict. Mahiri hadn't made a bad name for herself through fighting. She was cunning, sneaky, thieving, but in the end one bad job was enough to put a price on her head and her face in a database. Those thoughts pounded at the back of her mind while she looked up and down Yesenia's form, very intentionally avoiding the great snake's gaze lest she quickly find herself enraptured. She might have been immediately intoxicated, but she still had some loose sense of self-preservation left. How long it was going to last, she really had no idea.

"So there you are. You're a hard one to miss, Mahiri," came the sultry voice of the serpent. Her forked tongue added just enough hissiness to make each syllable sound wet, seductive, near irresistible. "That's quite the bounty you've managed to rack up in your exploits. Even I must admit I'm impressed. Been a naughty kitty, haven't you?"

It occurred to Mahiri that she wasn't moving. Her body remained tense and taut as if frigid, frozen solid no matter how much willpower she tried to summon up. She wondered if she was the victim of a literal spell, rather than just a figurative one. Knowing a little space magic certainly would have explained how Yesenia acquired her fearsome reputation. The station was oddly quiet at that time of night, allowing the two of them to have the scene to themselves, uninterrupted by the bartender. He simply went on cleaning a glass, paying no mind to the two of them. The empty expanse of the vacuum glittered on just outside the window. For a while, Mahiri thought that time had simply stopped moving. Yet she could still feel her heart pounding in her chest, her shaky breath trembling up her throat, and somewhere more intimate, a tingle of something. Curiosity, desire, awe, or some combination of them all. Yet even knowing how doomed she was, she couldn't help but spill out a little of that roguish charm.

"I suppose you're here to collect. Well, that's only fair. Please report to your employers that they have my deepest, most sincere apologies. I've certainly learned my lesson and promise to never do it again."

Yesenia lightly chuckled. "Mmhmm. I noticed you didn't mention giving anything back."

"Look, unlearning my bad habits is going to take time. They're just going to have to meet me halfway on this."

She was like a wall between Mahiri and the only exit. Escaping was going to mean leaping over - or through - those many coils without getting caught up and constricted. She sat still, still holding her glass, pretending to stare into the bottom of it while her eyes darted around the room in search of something. She was usually ready to improvise her way out of almost any situation, but there truly was nothing to work with. The two of them were like two cowboys, waiting for the bell to strike, weapons figuratively at the ready. Neither of them were actually armed. Their showdown was of a purely physical nature, the leopard ready to leopard, the serpent ready to strike. It was just a question of who moved first.

All that anticipation and the moment unfroze as if shattering glass. The snake nearly filled the entire room with her coils, and yet she could move quicker than Mahiri's keen eyes could even process. A blur of pink and the leopardess found herself encircled by the might of the snake, engulfed in her lengthy body, gripped tight to the point she couldn't even draw a breath for several seconds. The panic set in hard enough to get her adrenaline flowing. She displayed considerable strength just trying to force her way out of that crushing grip. Yesenia could have easily crushed her right that moment, if she willed it. Her might was more than enough. Instead, she held Mahiri just tight enough to keep her mostly still as she bared her fangs, drawing those serpent lips back to display two curved points that gleamed in the lamplight. Mahiri didn't get in so much as a word of protest before the snake lunged for her throat.

The motion appeared violent, but the impact was anything but. Yesenia treated her bounty gently as she sank her fangs right into the leopard's veins. A warm sensation spread through Mahiri's body, starting from the bite's impact, working all the way down to her toes, to the tip of her twitching tail. Just like that, and it was over. There was no talking, sneaking or fighting her way out of this one. All the usual tricks that she utilized to wiggle her way out of a dangerous situation were useless to combat the flow of the toxin running through her system. She expected to start thrashing about and suffocating or whatnot at any moment. Life as an outlaw tended to come to such ends. Yet instead of pain, paralysis, or any other negative sensation, she found herself flooded by a tingly, intensely pleasing wave of relief and relaxation. There was something good in that snake's fangs.

"What ... what did ..." Mahiri began, but she couldn't finish. Not when her words sounded so slow, all stretched out and wrong as the world started swirling all around her.

The reflection of each light source stretched across her vision, forming trails that wiggled and swayed. A swirl of colour emanated out from around the hooded serpent's face, framing her features in hypnotic luminescence. Everything seemed to boil, or perhaps melt, leaving Mahiri blinking and slowly shaking her head to snap out of it. There was no shaking off something that worked deep into her system, distorting every vision, every shape and colour alike. Yesenia was pink, then purple, then seemingly every colour at once. One good nip of her fangs and Mahiri was having a psychedelic experience better than any drugs she'd ever ingested. Her fear melted away like the pictures on the wall. The view of space outside the window behind Yesenia blurred in a sparkling tapestry of absolute wonder. Framed by colour and light, the snake herself looked like she might have well been a goddess, for all Mahiri knew. She certainly wasn't afraid anymore. Her body didn't even remember how to be panicked. There was nothing but endless euphoria at every second. Every pulsing, pumping, squeezing moment dragged into eternity.

"Gooooood girrrrrrrl." Was Yesenia speaking that slowly on purpose, or was Mahiri simply that out of it? It was impossible to tell. "See, much better this way. Now we can have all the fun we want. I'm sure Harold here doesn't mind."

Yesenia nodded to the bartender, but Mahiri couldn't even see him anymore. He was caught up in the sparkling void that surrounded her vision. Turning her head proved far too much stimulation to take in at once. She had to close her eyes and recover from that for a few seconds. Too much, too fast, too bright. It was much better to just look at the snake herself, focusing intently on that broad, inflated hood and that sultry smile. Yesenia wore a grin that showed off just a peek of those intoxicating fangs, and Mahiri's eyes lingered there a long while, until she got caught up in the allure of those eyes. Those eyes. Mahiri felt as if she was diving into a cool, refreshing ocean just to lock gazes with the naga. A blank smile formed on the leopard's face as she let herself fall into the deep end of Yesenia's embrace. The snake lightened her grip at last to allow Mahiri to gasp and slump down against her bust. Those two titanic snake tits made perfect cushions for the leopard's muzzle. The spotty cat soon rumbled and fondly stared up at the smiling serpent. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so completely content with herself, her life, and the state of the entire universe.

"Sweet rumble-thing you are," Yesenia teased, running her fingers through Mahiri's hair. "Almost a shame to do away with you, really. You just had to go and be so bad."

Mahiri didn't understand a word of it, much less the implications. She was obsessed with that perfectly plush naga body. Yesenia didn't seem to mind the touching. She hissed pleasantly while the leopardess kneaded her and grabbed at whatever she could. She felt up those curves beneath that tight dress, dug her fingers into the latex as if to pierce right through, but that garment held fast.. The cat always had been good with her hands. She knew just how to massage someone, even such a massive, luxuriantly curvaceous snake. Starting at her hips, Mahiri worked slowly up, squeezing and squishing into the snake's body, pressing firmly to show her admiration with every touch. Yesenia loosely rested her coils around the leopard's form while she took in the attention. Her hisses served as her equivalent of purrs. She didn't fully relax just yet though, not with her prey still very much clothed and covered.

Mahiri worked and rubbed the snake's soft belly, she squished that doughy padding between her fingers, she adored it with her every thorough touch. Yesenia worked too. First, it was a matter of running her hands down Mahiri's spine. Rather than provide a massage of her own, she instead locked her grasp on a zipper near the cat's tail. Those tight jumpsuits were always so easy to remove. One good tug, and they were loose enough to drag off of someone, leaving the cat naked but for a choice set of undergarments that the snake soon got rid of. She threw them to one side. Just like that, she had a naked leopard sprawled out and squirming against her, rubbing her plush fur against scales and clothing alike. She spread those rumbles across the serpent's bulk to show her appreciation and fondness for everything Yesenia was. The venom did good work, but it could only amplify what was already there - Mahiri was a natural snake-admirer.

With the pretty kitty fully bare, Yesenia was free to squeeze her whole body without anything getting between her and those pretty spots. She took plenty of liberties with that soft feline shape. She squished into her thighs for a good grope, then worked up to her butt. It was impossible to resist playing with the cat's tail or giving it a tug. What started as an affectionate mewl from the leopardess every time the snake squeezed her became more of an extended mrawwwwl. Eventually, there were moans mixed in too. Everything was a little more intense with that intoxicating substance in her veins. The simple sensation of getting pet like a mundane cat, strokes of scaly palms caressing down her back again and again, was pleasurable enough to leave her crying out. Nobody disturbed their private moment, or nobody that Mahiri could see, anyway. She saw shapes and shadows swirling all around the serpent's face when she looked up to lose herself in Yesenia's gaze all over again, but she wasn't sure what was real anymore. It didn't anymore. Flashes of radiant light and glimmering emeralds danced about her vision. Her skin tingled with constant stimulation, even in the places where the snake wasn't rubbing her. Through it all, her mind was alight with utter ecstasy, with thought-soaring euphoria that meant she was just so happy to be there in the big snake's grasp. She couldn't even fathom what might have been dangerous about it.

Eventually, Yesenia brought her hand to the back of Mahiri's head, and simply pushed. She stuffed the leopard's muzzle directly between her breasts and smothered her in snaky cleavage. Mahiri was just going to have to stay there a while. Yesenia kept her smooshed and immersed there for as long as she kept purring. The leopard was plenty happy to admire such an enticing set, pressing in deep, rubbing her face between them as she kept all the happy kitty noise going. She even stole a smooch or two, turning her head one way then the other to frame that whole bust in the encompassing stretch of her arms. A hug, a squeeze, and she stayed right where she was. All the pleasure swam through her senses while she cherished the closeness with such a lovely snake. Of course, she couldn't exactly hold still throughout it all. She rolled her hips and rubbed herself against the bare coils beneath her, even grinding to express her wet lust but she didn't make any particular move to do anything about it. Just being close with Yesenia was pleasure enough, feeling her plush body pressed close, listening to her lush hisses and occasional gurgle of her belly. There was no hiding those.

Mahiri certainly didn't miss the hungry complaints of Yesenia's gut. To her, it felt like the universe was coming apart just to feel that deep, wet rumble pass from one body to another, all pressed tight and close with the hungry serpent. She didn't have the power of mind to think about what it might have meant. Instead, she simply followed Yesenia's every direction, every tug. She found herself finally plucked up from those juicy tits and let forth a light gasp as her body refilled with the air she only then realized she needed. There was that sultry gaze again. That mesmerizing stare that really made the colours swirl. The colourful patterns and haze slowly spiralled around Mahiri's vision at every moment, but when she stared into those divinely intense serpent eyes, everything moved faster. It was enough to leave her blank. The world melted away, the walls appeared to disintegrate around them. She worried for a few seconds that they'd fallen into space together, sucked out into the vacuum with the station's apparent destruction. That was just the hallucinogen in her veins thinking for her. Yesenia held her close as they seemingly soared through the stars together, lifted her beneath her arms, brought her closer and closer to that flicking tongue. A lick across Mahiri's lips and then she snuck right past them, leaving the cat to her suck upon that drooly fork-tip.

Following that tasty tongue to the base was just a natural course of action for Mahiri, leaving. She slurped it into her mouth, even swallowed it to let it curl and wriggle about in her throat. Eventually, the two of them met in a kiss, as best they could. Their mouths fit just fine, but Yesenia's was so much bigger, more powerful. It overtook the leopard's in one great big smooch that ended with a messy pop. There was saliva clinging to her fur by the time they broke from it, only for Yesenia to go in for another. This time, she didn't just meet Mahiri's lips, she pressed her tongue straight down the cat's throat and engulfed her entire muzzle in a sucking slurp of a smooch. A flood consumed Mahiri's senses when that humid snake-breath hit them, rich, sweet and enticing. Yesenia gripped the leopard just a little tighter while she took her first good taste and curled the tip of her tail around Mahiri's ankle like a shackle. A little squeeze compressing around the soft kitty's lower body was enough to ensure she stayed right where she was while the naga sampled her warm feline flavor. Such a sweet one she was, smooth and feminine. Mahiri hardly tasted like the daring criminal she was supposed to be, but she pleased Yesenia palate nonetheless. It was enough to really get the juices flowing, as evidenced by the glistening flesh of her maw on display once she stretched out her jaw to display her fanged gape to the cat in her clutches.

There really was no question in Mahiri's rattled mind what she should do next. She reached out to touch that gorgeous maw as soon as she got the chance, delicately at first, but with a firm sense of determination. She needed to touch. There were so many details for her to admire, to pay tribute to with her tender strokes. First, she ran her digits along the surface of the snake's lips to slowly work inwards and curl her fingertips behind them. A good snake deserved a gum massage, albeit a brief one. Then, after a careful touch to the side of those venom-bearing fangs, she moved onto the other, smaller teeth. Curiosity compelled her to lightly prick herself on the tips of those but that didn't dismay her from investigating deeper. Yesenia flicked her tongue about to let Mahiri grasp it and play with it, ever so gently squeezing . The pressure squished the excess snake slobber out as if from a sponge. Oh, and that curious tube as well, that was worth rubbing over with slow strokes of her fingers . What was it, the glottis? Mahiri didn't know how she remembered that in such a venom-addled state. The snake was positively drooling by then, drops falling from the roof of her mouth, splashing on the back of Mahiri's hands while she kneaded that shiny mawflesh. Despite having her mouth full, she could still speak just fine.

"What do you think, Mahiri? A little deeper? Don't you wonder how it would feel to just push your hands inside, all the way, and feel my powerful peristalsis tugging on you? I know you like to flirt with danger, kitty ..."

There was no need to command her. The mere suggestion was enough. Mahiri stretched her arms out, stricken by the insatiable urge to know exactly what she was missing. It was by her own will that she pressed inside the serpent's throat, and she didn't even pull back when she felt the immediate constriction wrap snug around her wrists. That first gulp seemed to cause an automatic squeeze of Yesenia's coils too, with plenty of pressure on those rosette-clad thighs only adding to the experience. Despite the serpent's hunger, she was content to take it slow. She kneaded and gripped around the leopard's wrists, tugging those outstretched arms deeper, deeper, until she framed Mahiri's face between two plump snake lips. A little more, squeezing, tugging, gulping around those delicate hands, and she took the leopard's face inside. Once those feline ears were tucked inside the serpent's maw, the squelching of flesh overwhelmed Mahiri's senses. It echoed in such strange ways. That intoxicating bite still hadn't worn off. Everything was amplified, distorted, but most importantly of all, the reality of the situation completely eluded her. She wasn't a wanted criminal about to be eaten alive by a notoriously dangerous bounty hunter, certainly not. She was just getting a deep, intimate massage from that impossibly seductive snake she'd just met by chance.

That delusion remained even when she heard the first of many GULPS. It wasn't subtle. Yesenia didn't have to be. That first powerful squeeze clamped down firmly, wetly, loudly. It sent a jolt through Mahiri's whole body as if some buried flash of instinct knew what was really happening. It couldn't push through the fog that clouded Mahiri's every thought. All she could think about was just how good it felt to sink smoothly along that shiny flesh, to feel the constricting embrace welcoming her to the warmth of Yesenia's inside. They weren't as hot as she might have expected. That cold blood ensured she was perfectly accommodating, warm, snug, sleek and slippery all the way down. All went dark once Yesenia engulfed Mahiri's entire head in her maw. It didn't even require any stretching. She left her jaw slack in that gaping yawn, slipping the kitty's face along the back of her throat, plunging her into that taut tunnel that hugged her from every side, squishing warm flesh around her features. The best Mahiri could offer was a gasp as she felt those coils clamping down tighter, tighter. Her purring never ceased. That constant, stimulating vibration persisted even while the snake ate her whole, giving pleasure to the serpent who was currently in the process of slowly consuming her. Not because it was a struggle to get her down that necessitated taking her time swallowing the leopardess. Simply because she could.

Really, she could do anything she wanted with that captivated cat. A little teasing was in order. She already had Mahiri clamped tightly in her coils, but there was plenty of room to maneuver, to wiggle the tip of her tail up between the thick loops currently constricting the lovely leopard. A touch, a tease, a poking prod, and she gently penetrated that sweet feline to really get the mrrowls going. Yesenia could feel the ripples of Mahiri's pleasured cries inside her throat while she gently tailfucked her prey, toying with that tender pussy evil while she ate the big cat whole. The tiniest touch was enough to milk the mewls out of her meal, feeling all those feline noises echoing down her gullet. The steady schlurrp around Mahiri's face ensured they didn't get too loud. She pushed that tail in a little deeper, using it as extra leverage, lightly feeding the feline to her when the leopard was no longer stuffing herself down. It was hardly necessary. Yesenia's throat did the job just fine, hugging tight around those curves, squeezing down on the leopard's shoulders while two plush breasts slipped smoothly across her tongue, ready for their thorough squishing by the kneading musculature of that hungry passage. Applying that much pressure to such a tender bust was enough to make Mahiri whimper in those slick depths, as if being eaten wasn't enjoyable enough already.

In her venom-dulled state, every sensation was so much more. Mahiri could hardly take such a combination of intensely good feelings as feeling the snake squeeze on her tits while she tailfucked her. It made her flex, made her soaked, absolutely slathering up that slim tail tip in her juices, leaving her own thighs all mattered and lust-drenched. Even once her breasts were little more than a bulge in Yesenia's throat, those short teeth skimming through the fur of her belly, she only squirmed in pleasure, not in terror. She had no idea where she was anymore, in truth. It was dark, cozy, and every single part of her felt good, as if every cell was sending pleasure signals straight to the most primitive part of her brain. She faintly kicked her legs back and forth in the naga's coils, causing Yesenia to constrict tighter, bringing a little pop from the leopard's joints that sounded briefly like a crunch. There was no damage done, despite the dramatic sound. The whole process was a slow one, a careful one, making sure not to harm that cat in the process of consuming her. There was no sense waking her from such a blissful dream. Images swam through Mahiri's flooded mind as she dived headfirst into the awaiting depths, the heat growing just a little stifling as she slipped deeper, but still comfortable as every other step of the process.

A gradual shift in gravity made things that much more intense for Mahiri. No longer just a slow, kneading tug into Yesenia's gullet, it became more of a plummet once the serpent titled her great, hooded head back, pointing her prey's paws towards the ceiling of that quiet bar. The cat's descent slowed thanks to the heavy squeezes of the snake's throat muscles. She clamped down on her meal, then released, letting the leopard slide deeper with a schlurk of soft fur against her inner flesh. Mahiri's body was soaked to the skin in thick serpent drool by then, writhing in the grasp of those coils that dangled her above that dripping maw. Yesenia made no secret of how much she enjoyed the kitty's flavour. She savoured in it, sucking on the whole top half of the spotty cat, squishing down firm upon every single curve to make for a near skin-tight outline of that feminine shape in her neck. Plucking her tail from between Mahiri's thighs, she instead replaced it with her tongue, wriggling the forked tip up inside that juicy morsel, really drawing the flavour out of her for as long as that fine spotty ass was framed between her lips. The schlorp of the snake's lips sucking on her, the schlick of that tongue plunging into her, the constant echoing glurk of that hungry tunnel tugging and squeezing on her - Mahiri couldn't endure such a sensory overload for long.

When she was in charge of things, Mahiri often managed a full-on leopard roar when she climaxed. Wrapped up in the snake's insides, tongue tickling her every sensitive spot, she didn't even come close. A rattled, shaky mewl escaped her quivering lips as she plunged off the deep end into gushing orgasm. It radiated through her every nerve, feeling much like the initial bite. She wasn't just cumming, she was enraptured by ecstasy that reached the tips of her ears, ran down the length of her twitching tail, left her splaying then curling her toes. No amount of squirming could properly express how she felt in those lingering moments, but it was all she had. She thrashed about in bliss until she seemed to slump, cumming her soul out for the serpent, so to speak. Or merely passing out for a few moments, perhaps. That rich squirt left her slathered. Yesenia took her time cleaning the splatter from the cat's sex, slurping back and forth, flopping Mahiri's legs about in the process. The leopard was hardly moving, hardly giving any sign of consciousness. She was broken, defeated, utterly submissive to the serpent's urges. Once Yesenia released the grip of those encircling coils from Mahiri's spotty legs, there was nowhere to go but down.

Feeling gravity truly take hold like that might have been a terrifying experience if she was still aware of her surroundings. For Mahiri, it was more like drifting through space, floating on a cloud, the fleshy noises rushing past her echoing in the strangest of ways. It was beyond a blur, it was an experience, and she could only sync with Yesenia's extended sight as she finally sank into the snake's belly. A wet plap of her face to the bottom of that chamber sealed her fate, as if it wasn't already sealed the moment the naga laid eyes on her. Mahiri slowly accumulated at the bottom of Yesenia's gut, bulging out beneath those massive snake tits as the serpent finished with her legs. A slurp of thighs, a nibble down her calves, and one last firm suck on her paws was enough to polish her off. The rest was simply a matter of an extended slurp, one she projected out in slobbery fashion, wetly schlorking her away in the rudest way she can. Mahiri sank sweetly to the waiting stomach, pushing out beneath those pink and weight scales, wobbling and bouncing on impact before settling in with a faint jiggle. Her presence already had the rumbles going. From her perspective, it was like listening to a strange, cosmic symphony, the heavy gurgles and encroaching walls pounding her senses with more stimuli than she could possibly process.

Feeling her prey settling in to the first stop on her long, long journey was enough to make Yesenia relax at last. Not that she'd been especially tense throughout the process of devouring her prey. Her meal was secure from the moment she injected her venom. If not before. Piling her coils behind her, Yesenia made a bed for herself, stretching out her upper half, tipping Mahiri over inside her stomach. A few good pats to that cat-bulge got the gurgly process going harder, louder, churning up to a bubbling peak of activity until there came the rush of a belch erupting up her gullet, projecting the bassy sound throughout the room. Most unladylike indeed, but there was hardly anyone around to judge. She smacked her lips a few times, the sweet taste of leopardess lingering on her wafting breath, and then breathed another deep sigh. Her hands never left her prey, feeling up those captive curves, groping and squeezing the cat right through her belly walls. All hers. Every last spot. Mahiri belonged to Yesenia, to keep and digest, collecting on that bounty in the most intimate of ways possible.

"Mm. And just feel how you settle in there, Mahiri. You make such a snuggly gut-stuffer. It's a wonder no one ever thought to eat you before."

Keeping the kneading going ensured Yesenia's gut burbled and splorched messily around the cat, partly submerging her in mild but effective digestives, getting the process going already. If Mahiri was lucid, she might have noticed the initial tingles as the juices ate away at her pretty fur, but she remained entranced by the venom in her veins. Colours shimmered through her mind, waking dreams half-forming, keeping her far, far away from the reality of it all. She heard Yesenia's words, even through the flesh and gurgles, but all she could do was marvel at the digestive teasing.

"I can't say I have a lot of customer feedback on my own digestive processes, but don't worry! I'm sure it won't be especially painful after what I put into your veins." Yesenia wore a great serpentine grin as she pressed and kneaded the slowly churning cat with both hands. "It already feels just lovely though, hmmf. Such a pretty little outlaw you are. All the better to melt you down and wear you as an extra layer of snake fat."

The more she kneaded her own gut, the more active it became. Soon, it started clamping down on Mahiri, constricting her into a tight ball, drawing some of the air out of her lungs while juices poured all over her, crowding her in that acidic chamber, stripping her of her spotted pelt to leave her pink and vulnerable deep inside the serpent. The gentle sizzle of her skin was nearly indistinguishable from the pleasured hisses emanating from the satisfied snake like her own version of purring.

"I'll be sure to rifle through your things until I find suitable proof of your gurgly demise. A big payday and a filling dinner for me. That's what I call a good evening."

Curling her hands beneath the bulge of her prey, she hefted Mahiri up, only to let her drop again, jiggling her about in the sloshing prison, splashing those acids all over her for a thorough coating. The leopardess digested every so slowly, just around the edges, but the inhospitable chamber proved perfectly comfortable for her drugged up self. She was slowly bobbing back and forth as if charmed by the sloppy song of her own digestive. The sloshing, fizzing, resonating cacophony echoed through her mind, drowning out her thoughts, her fear, even her survival instincts themselves. She was content to stew inside that heated gut for as long as it took for Yesenia to digest her. Yet it was not to be. Another few minutes simmering and slow-cooking in that acid pit, and it was time to drain the chamber of fluids, leaving the leopard to plunge muzzle-first deeper down into the naga's body, muzzle-first. She closed her eyes and let the mesmerizing feeling of getting sucked farther down the spiral of Yesenia's coils, inching down the pudgey length accumulated and stacked behind the successful hunter.

Mahiri drifted through pleasant dreams, half-awake and completely unaware of her impending destruction as she wound her way through the serpent's coils. Around and around she went, the bulge of her curves making for a faint but noticeable outline squirming through the bulk of Yesenia's body as she got swallowed down towards that second chamber, deep below. She was still somewhat coated in the juices that had so thoroughly ruined her fur, ensuring she was being lightly digested all the way down, but her body remained intact. It was a process that took minutes, but to her it felt like hours, like her entire life had consisted of floating on the bliss of being consumed, greedily massaged by the clinging walls of that second gullet. Her naked, furless form twirled about towards the narrow tip of the naga's tail, finally halting when she passed from that constricting tube and pushed muzzle-first into a much more hostile stomach than the first. This one was ready for her.

Dunking face-first into a pit of acid shouldn't have been anything to smile about, but Mahiri still wore that drunken smirk all the way to the very end of her journey. Getting submerged in all those hungry digestive juices meant her time was short, but the venom's effects persisted even through the most intense parts of her own digestion. It was a merciful thing, in the end. Though it was mostly just for Yesenia's own convenience. Prey that wasn't miserable or panicked was much easier to manage. She curled the lower half of her coils around the front of her, clutching at the bulge in the bottom third, rubbing her palms across the softening shape of that feminine form. One gurgle after another as the cat smoothly melted for her, glurning, glorping, kicking up all manner of unspeakably sloppy sounds, it was all bliss for Yesenia, every step of the way. She wetly hissed her pleasure while she melted Mahiri into chyme, gradually liquefying the solid form of the curvy leopardess, pound by pound, churn by churn. It wasn't exactly a rapid process. There was plenty of time for Yesenia to lounge, maybe order a drink or two. But Mahiri wasn't going to last much longer.

"Simmer, squirm, wriggle like a good preything. You were delicious, Mahiri. I'd eat you again if I could." Yesenia kept on teasing her preybulge, even while the leopard weakened in the clutches of her digestive process. "Yet I'm afraid this will be the end of our professional and personal relationship, mm. At least you'll make a fine layer of pudge. Perhaps some extra titfat, if you're lucky? You did so seem to like them."

She reached up to give her breasts a good squeeze for emphasis. They didn't feel any heavier yet. There was still plenty of work for her lower stomach to do. Yet Mahiri was already weak, already softened and smoothed in places. Yesenia could feel the details fading, feel the acids doing their job of melting that cat down to something for her to claim and absorb. The leopard slowed her breathing, her writhing, fading to a faint, helpless twitch as she faded to nothing. The lights flashed before her eyes even in the final moments, ensuring she got snuffed out in absolute bliss, drugged dumb and blocked from the brutality of being digested alive by a snake. Instead, she just sighed her way into slumping, giving in to the hunger that so badly wanted her. Yesenia couldn't help a sinister little smirk when she felt the pretty kitty's weight settling down inside her. No more tension, no more squirms, just that flop and then the stillness as she went from living cat to lump of meat to digest. Not without a few final twitches, of course. Just when Yesenia thought it was truly over, Mahiri gave another good thrash, those muscles firing off their last impulses before all life truly faded from the body of the serpent's prey.

"Ahhhh. There you go. Easiest million credits I ever made, truly. Someone got a little too confident, didn't they?"

It wasn't clear who she was talking to, exactly. Maybe it was just for her own amusement that she teased the lifeless meat deep within her coils. She gave Mahiri a few more squeezes, kneading into the slightly mushy form, feeling it coming apart beneath her fingertips. Softened, malleable, but still not fully digested. Surely that old bartender didn't mind if she lazed about the bar a while. Bones always took such a while to truly melt down. And she fully intended to digest every last trace of the leopardess. Swallowed whole, and completely claimed, absorbed, padding out the predator who claimed her, not out of any particular sense of justice, but just because there was money in it. Not that she needed any excuse to eat such a pretty kitty. The truth of it was, Mahiri was prey from the start. Just laying eyes on her was enough to make Yesenia want to feast upon her, whether or not there was any profit to be made. She sat back on a bed of her coils, listening to the steady gurgle that came with the constant compression of her stomach walls around what remained of the leopardess. It was hard to say the galaxy was any safer with the gurgly demise of another cunning criminal in the coils of the seductive bounty hunter. Truly, no one was safe out there was long as Yesenia and her endless appetite were around.