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Work had run late today for Mavi. The tall and lithe, white and blue fox was ready to go home and relax; maybe he'd fap in the shower or have some fun with his toys before calling it a night. The usual for a late day at work when he couldn't be bothered to practice his drum work.

He wanted to get home as soon as possible to enjoy his time alone, so instead of waiting around for public transportation that likely wasn't going to show up for another hour or so, he decided to go through the conservation area; there was a path that ran almost right to his house and that would shave tonnes of time off his commute even if the bus was going to come immediately. It was almost midnight and he normally knew better than to pass through the conservation area when it was dark due to the reputation the area had for its drug deals and potential violence, but he figured as long as he kept his head low, ears flattened against the back of his head and tail dragging along the ground, he'd get through just fine.

He was wearing shorts and a long sleeved hoodie as he padded down the concrete path that cut through the forest, keeping his eyes peeled and his nose sharp to detect anyone getting close. He thought he heard something slipping through the crispy leaves of the forest, but his nose didn't pick anything up so he kept walking.

He'd made it about half way through the bush when he felt a presence near him; he couldn't see or hear anything, at all, but he still felt like he was being watched. He whipped his head around to look but saw nobody. He glanced back and forth to look through the trees, but even the bright full moon couldn't penetrate the leaf cover, meaning all he could see was the path and about a half dozen feet on either side. Regardless, nobody was there.

"Here to conduct ssssome businessss?" a raspy, slimy voice asked from behind him.

He jumped in shock, tail poofing out as his heart raced, a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. "Gah!" he exclaimed, then took in a few deep breaths to regain his composure. "Uh, no. Just heading home, no business for me." He said as his eyes adjusted, ears still laid flat against his skull. He could barely see anything more than the figure of a giant snake head hovering about three feet above him, attached to a thick body. Didn't take much to tell this was one of the local naga, a group shrouded in mystery; nobody knew if they were criminals or just weird, but most tried to stay away from them. The scales looked almost black in the night, with what looked like a criss-cross pattern of red on the back of his arms and presumably down his back. The moonbeams made him look almost a dark navy, but every time the snake shifted, his scales seemed to be a slightly different color in the light.

"Little foxy like you ssshouldn't be out here alone, you know. Very dangeroussss." His tail flicked out as he spoke, batting at the air. Mavi was a little confused, as he knew snakes didn't need their tongue to speak, in fact it was used only to smell which meant this naga was feeling the situation out; for what reason, he didn't know.

Mavi, a little frustrated with the inconvenience, growled. "Cut it out with the hissing act, I know damn well not all naga need to sssssslur their ssssspech." He mocked, sticking his tongue out to put an extra emphasis on the 'S' sounds.

"Ah, a cocky little bastard, eh?" The naga spat as he raised his snout up, looking indignant.

"Excuse me, I have things to do." Mavi grumbled as he pushed past the snake, letting his claws catch on his scales as he walked by. He was worried for a second that the naga would pursue him, but after a few seconds he was far enough away he figured he was safe.

"Creepy fuckers out at ni-" He was stopped mid-sentence, a massive fleshy maw wrapped around his left shoulder and covered most of his arm and upper body. He could feel the rows of sharp pointy teeth poking through his shirt and fur, gripping tightly on his skin as the powerful snake lifted him up in the air. "Aaah! What the fuck man?!" He tried to reach around and poke and punch at the assailant's eyes, but his one arm was useless thanks to being clamped still between the powerful, fleshy jaws, and his other one was safely pointed away, unable to reach. "Let me go you bastard or I'll cut you!"

"Ssssure you will." the naga sneered, the voice loud in Mavi's ears as his head was practically in the snake's powerful jaws. He could feel the serpent's drool soaking through his shirt and shorts, matting it down to his back.

He could feel himself moving swiftly through the trees, first down the path, then through the dense bush as the twigs and branches slapped at his face, raking through his fur and leaving little twigs in his coat. "Dammit, what the fuck is your problem?"

"Shut up, you little morsel."

"Morsel?" Mavi yipped. "You must be insane if you think you get to eat me, fucking psycho!" He continued to try to kick and punch at the snake that held him in his jaws, but it was futile and the naga knew it, so he just kept slithering his way through the bushes with little care for the blue and white furred fox that was being beaten with every stick, twig, and branch on the way.

He did keep trying to move his trapped arm, but found that the rows of teeth felt like they were digging into his arm, so after only a few minutes of struggling Mavi had grown tired and had feignd giving up. The feeling of having those sharp naga teeth buried in his chest was really starting to hurt, and he figured he could save some of his strength to escape later; for now he let his legs and free arm dangle.

Once they'd arrived at a little clearing, the naga opened his mouth to let Mavi fall to the ground, but his teeth got caught on the fox's shirt, ripping a series of small holes in it in a few straight lines as the fox's weight tugged at it. Immediately, the snake used his hands to pull the little mammal out of his mouth, but ended up ripping his hoodie in half, leaving it nothing but a shredded husk of fabric.

"Dammit man, you're going to have to pay for that." Mavi threatened after picking himself up off the ground.

"Shut up." The naga snapped. "You only get to open your mouth if you're using it for something of value."

The fox, cunning as he was, clamped his muzzle shut and reached into his back pocket, taking out his all purpose tool that had a very, very sharp knife on it. He was very careful to not let the snake see he was getting it out in the darkness. "So what do you plan on doing with me?" Mavi asked, delaying the beast.

"Oh, you'll see." The naga hissed as he slithered around the fox in a complete circle, his thick, scaled, muscular body forming a complete loop around his prey, trapping him in place.

But Mavi didn't feel threatened and he didn't respond, instead he lunged at the snake's body, his arm raised with the tool in hand, ready to stab at the snake's exposed body.

He almost had his blade buried in the naga's scales when he felt a powerful, smooth scaled tail wrap around his wrist, stopping him dead and squeezing tight, holding his hand in place. In fact, it was squeezing so tight that he actually felt like he lost sensation and control in his hand for a bit as the blood pressure built up. The tail held on tight and lifted the fox in the air as the naga's body writhed up in the pale moonlight, wrapping a single coil around his midsection, constricting him just enough to keep his body, legs, and one arm from moving but not enough to keep him from breathing.

"Oh, feisty little fox, I like that." The naga complimented as he took the knife from Mavi's prone hand and tossed it into the bushes. "All the more fun to play with."

Mavi wanted to get angry, to threaten or insult, but he couldn't muster up the energy to do it and he certainly had no desire to plead. Instead, he gritted his teeth and did what he could to resist the powerful muscles that were clamped around him.

"Don't use all that energy, little fox, you're going to need some of that for later." He reached down with one of his surprisingly strong arms and ripped what was left of Mavi's shirt right off the fox's back, even though some of it was stuck between the snake's coils. "No, if you're going to be feisty, at least use it on something useful."

As the naga was taunting Mavi, the fox's nose picked up on a powerful warm scent emanating from a source nearby. He couldn't quite tell what it was, as it was still a dark knight, but the sliver of the moon offered just enough light to reflect off a little slit of moist flesh poking out from one of the coils wrapped around his lower torso. He inhaled a few more times to get a better sample before realizing this was the naga's cloaca!

"What do you want me to do?" Mavi huffed, finding it a little straining to take in a full breath.

"I told you to put your mouth to use, now don't disappoint."

Mavi knew what that meant, and somehow deep inside he convinced himself that wasn't all that bad of a thing to happen to him. Not that he would enjoy it, but naga cock was a lot better than getting torn to shreds by a bear or ripped in half by an elephant. As far as late night rapes go, snake cock was definitely one of the lesser evils; he also had the added benefit of a sliver of curiosity. After all, he'd never seen a snake cock in person before. In fact, part of him was kinda hoping it was true that they had two and he was a little eager to see.

"Promise to let me go if I do your bidding?" Mavi offered.

The snake nodded his massive, spade-shaped head slowly, the moonlight glinting in his eye. "I am sure we can come to an arrangement, but quit wasting your energy and do something about that." He pointed to his moist and glistening cloaca, but none of his package had exposed itself yet.

"Uh, not sure what you want me to do with that. It's kind of not out for me to grab."

"Be creative." the naga tightened his grip a bit more, the coiling pressing the opening closer to Mavi's face, practically rubbing the moist flesh against his chin.

Mavi could feel the pressure building from the snake's coils, so he reached out with his free hand and rubbed at the moist flesh, feeling around until his fingers plunged into the reptilian slit. He felt around inside until he felt what a thick, meaty rod inside that had a spade shaped head, nubs around the rim of he spade, and ridges down its length. More eager than he should have been, he tugged on it until the pointed tip popped out, a small splash of clear, viscous fluid landing on the fox's nose, which he promptly licked off. It was rather sweet, not bitter at all; Mavi figured it was likely the slick lube and precum that was oozing out of the snake's firm member.

Not happy with just one cock, he tugged his other hand free of the Naga's tail tip to stroke at the exposed flesh as his other hand returned to the serpent's cloaca, digging around until, yes, he felt another shaft poking around against the inside of the ventral scales! As he tugged the second one out with a audible slurp, he pressed the two together, noticing that the spade-tips lined up in such a way that they converged into one point.

He could feel his own pointed member bulging out in his sheathe against the inside of his pants, resting in between two massive coils of the snake's back end. He tried to angle his hips so that his arousal wasn't as evident to the serpentine aggressor, but it was too late.

The naga laughed at the fox's arousal, loosening his coils and dropping him to the ground. "Well this is a rather interessssting turn of eventssss." He spread out his body away from his prey, careful to keep his members pushed out and in the face of the fox. The last vestiges of the mammal's shredded apparel fell to the ground as he quickly untied the string on his shorts, dropping them to the ground alongside the scraps of fabric that was his shirt. This confused the snake, who thought he was tricking him into lowering his guard for an escape; he rushed forward in a striking position, hovering his mouth open over the fox's head, ready to grab him if he tried to run. His body was still writhing, coil after coil rubbing against one another as he pushed his hind end closer to the fox, part of his body practically pushing Mavi over as the slickened shafts dragged alongside the mammal's arm fur.

Mavi certainly didn't want to give his assailant the slightest hint of pleasure from getting the better of him; he even considered taking both of those gloriously exotic cocks in his mouth and biting down hard, running as the snake thrashed about in pain, but as much as he considered it, he just couldn't bring himself to damage such glorious feeling rods of flesh. The little nubs around the rim looked like they'd be so fun to lick under, and the ridges that lined its length were soft enough to slip through any hole but firm enough to be felt. Yes, this pair of cocks was more than enough to please the fox, doubly so since each one was as long and thick as his forearm. He hated the snake for basically abducting him and forcing him to do this, but he hated himself more for actually enjoying it; well, he hated the fact that he was able to convince himself it wasn't so bad.

He took both of the cocks - one in each hand - and pressed them together, stroking them each in unison as he licked at the converged tip; the sweet fluid was coating the entire length of each shaft, a coating that accented the features with a distinctive sheen in the moonlight. Yes, this is okay. He thought to himself as he licked his lips.

"Yessss, don't be sssshy." Ne naga urged.

Instantly Mavi's arousal waned. "I told you not to bother with that pathetic hiss, talk normal." he warned, then reluctantly leaned over to lick at the tip, not wanting to lose what little eagerness he had for fear of angering his assailant. He dragged his thin fox tongue around the rim of each glans, tickling in between the rows of nubs in between bouts of lapping up the juice trapped beneath the ridges. He could feel the snakes body tensing up, every foot of his massively thick body tightening and coiling closer to itself, each belly scale shifted underneath the others as he licked and sucked on the various features of the beast's members.

Mavi tried his best to enjoy what he was doing, but the constant threat of consumption was more than a little distracting. The naga's mouth was hanging open a few feet above the fox's head, ready to strike in the event of an escape attempt. There was a steady tickle at the back of Mavi's neck as the naga's glottis dilated with every exhalation, causing a shiver to trace up and down the fox's spine. He tried to maintain his composure, but he knew deep down inside there was nothing he could do to escape, not with the snake's maw open and ready to deliver a lightning fast strike at the slightest provocation. The point was accentuated as he felt a stream of cold wetness smother his shoulder - a glob of viscous drool from the serpent.

"So tell me, what are the chances I-"

"Sssshut up and do your job." The naga hissed before clamping his jaws shut over Mavi's skull, aiming it right at the snake's member. His saliva dribbled down over the sides of his maw and onto Mavi's shoulders, soaking the fox's form.

Mavi's entire body tensed up as he felt the muscular, fleshy jaws wrap around his head. The malleable snake jaw bones actually wrapped around him, partially obscuring his view with images of dark pink flesh and rows of needlepoint teeth - teeth that were digging into his fur and flesh. He tried not to wince, but reached up with his free hand and failed to pull the fleshy maw off his face, as the creature's lips were very stretchy and the jaw bones stayed in place. "Fine, fine." He grumbled, "Just let me do it."

The naga slowly pulled away, his teeth sticking to Mavi's white and blue fur like velcro. He didn't say a word, but he kept his maw open to breathe on the fox's neck as a constant reminder, the exhalations feeling especially cool on the wet spots in the fox's fur.

Mavi's heart was beating rapidly, a cool rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins as he laid his shaking hands on the naga's body, one on either side of his ventral slit, pushing the twin glistening shafts upwards.

Much as he wanted to be afraid, those cocks were just too delicious to pass up.

With renewed Vigor, Mavi leaned over and wrapped his muzzle around the nearest of the two exotic members, sure to keep his tongue lolled out the end to minimize tooth snagging. He began bobbing his head up and down, feeling the thickness and the nubs tickling at the ribs on the roof of his mouth, moaning gently as he dragged his claw tips across the naga's bellyscales to wrap them around the base of the free member, slipping them up and down to massage it as well.

He could feel the massive serpentine body trembling in pleasure in between gentle bucks upwards, forcing the girth deeper down Mavi's throat; the nubs splayed out in eagerness as the muscles tensed up, tickling at the fox's sensitive throat flesh. It was enough to make him gag, but he knew better so he gulped deeply, swallowing a wad of sweet fluid to avoid coughing or sputtering.

The gentle tickle of the snake's breath halted completely as his body tensed up. Snakes were known for being able to hold their breath for extended lengths and Mavi's somewhat pheromone-clouded mind easily realized he was tensing up to reach climax, his breath bated for an extended period as his pleasure peaked.

But Mavi was taken by surprise as the snake's body roughly pulled itself away from him, leaving him draped over with an empty throat and a trickle of naga fluids dribbling off the end of his tongue. He was about to protest when he felt a powerful coil wrap around him, smothering his torso and half of his face to lift him up in the air. He could feel the air escape his lungs as he let out a gasp of surprise. His wiggling was absolutely ineffective, but he stopped when he felt a cold wetness slapping at the underside of his tail, which was still free to flail about alongside his legs.

Before he could figure out what the sensation was, it stopped, then started again; it was a thin cold rod of flesh pressing out and slapping against his tailhole like a paint brush enjoying long strokes on a canvas for a few seconds before stopping again.

_He's licking me![/a] Mavi realized, understanding full well that snakes didn't taste with their tongues, but rather smelled with them. This was a naga sniffing the fox's ass! Oddly enough, the thought of a powerful creature like a naga sniffing at his canine rump was oddly pleasing. _

The sensation didn't last long, as a second later he felt a thick rod of scaled flesh poke at his moistened rump; it coiled about in a circle and doubled back on itself before stiffening out to probe at him. Once again, it took him a second to realize this wasn't a finger or a tongue, but the thick, dextrous tail of the naga!

Mavi couldn't help but lift his tail as high as he could, arching it over the coil that was around his lower midsection to expose his rump as fully as he could; he relaxed his muscles as he felt the rounded tip push into him, spreading his rump flesh ever so gently. He was still more than a little scared at what the beast was planning on doing, but the tender, loving sensation of a tail massaging his rump gently to gain access to it was enough to make him let out a gentle yip sound.

The girthy appendage wiggled back and forth as it pushed itself in, the smoothe scales gliding through the fox's hole with relative ease as the tapered length spread him wider with every inch that disappeared into him. He wanted the scaled appendage to penetrate deeper into him, so he resisted the temptation to clamp down, which would have in turn amplified the sensation of the spade-shaped scales slipping in and out of him.

A shudder of pleasure rocked through his body as he felt the foot or so of tail tip curl up in a ball and wiggle around inside him, pressing out against his anal walls and tickling at every inch inside of him. His tail twitched and he felt his back arch within the snake's coils, but the pleasure was short lived, as the tail withdrew itself as quickly as it had snaked its way in, the naga roughly shaking the fox away.

He felt himself being whipped around and disoriented, the massive snake coils manipulating him any way they deemed fit before dropping him to the ground. "Oomf...haaaaa!" he grunted then gasped as he finally felt his lungs refill with cool night air. "The...hell!?" He yipped, still struggling to breathe.

The naga didn't say a word, but leaned down to pick the fox up with his massive, scaled arms, wrapping them around Mavi's torso and holding the fox's furred body close to his own bellyscales before slamming him down face first over a fallen tree, the weight of the naga's torso holding him down.

The naga's body quickly uncoiled, placing his members so close to Mavi's tail hole that he could actually feel the moist heat emanating off them.

Eager to prove he was compliant, Mavi reached back and grasped around aimlessly until he felt the snake's glans in his paw. He wrapped it up in his hand and guided it towards the underside of his tenderized hole, as if to invite it in. He felt an emptiness without the tailtip wiggling around inside him and he needed to get something back inside. He felt the naga's body writhing about, slowly pressing itself closer to Mavi's as the fox guided it to its target.

"Come on, don't be shy." Mavi grunted under the weight of the naga's torso that kept him pinned to the tree.

"Sssssss." The naga hissed cautiously as he raised his body off Mavi's, sure to keep his two powerful hands holding the fox's shoulders down. With one steady powerful thrust, the naga pushed his tail end forward, burying his entire shaft into the surprisingly eager and capable fox hole.

Mavi let out a drawn out yip as he felt the spade-tipped glans pierce his flesh, spreading his rump rim out around the girthy shaft. He felt his eyes roll back in pleasure as he felt every detail of that cock slip into him, from the pointed tip, through the nubs that lined its glans and the ridges that traced its length right through to the base, which was a soft, rippled mound that pulsated against Mavi's now tender rump.

He tried to tense up the muscles in his lower back to keep his tail raised, but his still dry rump hadn't taken all of the lube from the fleshy intruder and part of it tugged, making the underside of his tail sore.

The naga didn't thrust - snakes rarely did - but Mavi wanted more. The eager fox, with his face still pressed roughly against the bark of the tree, used his hand to tickle at the rippled flesh around the base of the naga's cock, drawing as much of the serpent's natural lube to his sore tail hole, easing some of the pain as he felt his flesh slide effortlessly over the last inches of the beast's cock.

"More...." He groaned.

"What?!" The naga snapped.

"More...I want both..." he trailed off as he reached back with his other paw to rub at the snake's free member. He could feel the wetness dampening the fur along his back as the member rested along his rump, having pushed his tail aside.

The naga gaped his maw open slightly, more than a little shocked at his fox bitch's insistence, but he couldn't dare say no to such a request so he clenched his muscles and pulled back slightly, relishing the gentle sounds of his member schlicking itself free of the fox's tight and tender hole.

Mavi kept one hand on the buried member to keep it from slipping out as he manoeuvred the other around his side, down past his hips, and up between his legs to tickle at his engorged sheathe and furred balls before trying to press it against his rump, a trick that required the fleshy shaft be bent a little. Once the spade-tip had finally found its mark beside the one member that was already stretching Mavi's rump flesh taut, Mavi used both hands to press the twin members together, urging the second glans to part his flesh further and slip into his depths with a moist, wet whooshing noise that was accompanied by his strained howl.

The naga had never had both of his members in one hole before; he barely knew what to do. He was shocked not only that the little fox could handle him, but was actively campaigning to be stuffed.

But Mavi knew precisely what he wanted. With all his might, and his hands still wrapped around the twin shafts that were pulsing and tensing in his rump, he tried to wiggle his way backwards from underneath the snake's weight to bury both shafts to the hilt.

But the Naga couldn't handle the sensations any longer. The pressure of Mavi's rump pinching at both his shafts forced him to climax within seconds. He could feel the waves of pleasure tracing up and down his lengthy spine before he tensed up, releasing two blasts of thick serpent cum into the fox's hole, the pressure forcing the fluid to ooze out between the two cocks, dribbling over the fox's balls before splatting on the grass below.

Mavi could feel his own member poking its way out of his sheathe, unable to remain contained any longer as the cool naga cum permeated his body, sending cool shocks through his body.

He couldn't celebrate long, though, as the snake grabbed him with one massive hand around his shoulder, using one finger to force Mavi's chin upwards. He descended on the fox, maw open to engulf Mavi's head and upper body with ease. He wiggled a bit to get a good grip on the morsel that was shocked still in his mouth.

Mavi could feel the lines of teeth press down on his chest and back as his narrow snout slipped through the snake's tender throat flesh, free of the teeth. The pressure of the naga's soft maw held him firm as the naga rolled onto his back, both cocks still half buried in Mavi's rump. The snake craned his neck upwards, tugging Mavi's flesh off his members with a wet pop as gravity took over.

The fox's body slipped gently through the snake's eager maw, but Mavi wasn't ready to give in just yet! He flailed about and tried to grab a hold of the muscled crook of the naga's maw to keep himself from sliding in deeper, but his claws couldn't get any grip so he kept sliding in. He felt the snake's muscles tensing in waves, from one jaw muscle to the next as they sucked him in deeper, the teeth digging into his torso and tugging him in father before letting the other rows of teeth snag him so it could release, forcing itself further down his body to tug just a little bit deeper. He felt the snake's flesh stretch around him with ease as the toothy maw walked its way down his form, over his torso, then his hips as the tip of his cock rubbed in between two of the snake's gums.

The rows of teeth caught on the fur of Mavi's sheathe, pulling it down over his mostly erect shaft to expose it to the tender flesh of the snake's maw. Mavi, though clouded with dreariness from the snake's fluids that were permeating him and forcing their way down his maw and clogging up his nostrils, found himself eagerly bucking his hips into the snake's throat, an action that helped him slip even deeper.

He tried to writhe about inside, pressing out against the cold throat flesh of the snake, but it did nothing, not even when he felt himself passing through the naga's somewhat tighter torso. The snake's teeth gripped at his legs and wiggled back and forth, each motion tugging him another inch deeper. The snake's muscles relaxed to let the meal through, and Mavi could even feel the naga's hands pressing on him from outside, helping the meal to slip through the tube of flesh that was the snake's body.

Within moments, he felt the last of his tail and feel get smothered in maw flesh, the teeth tickling at his pawpads as they slipped past the jaw and into the stretchy body. The snake's powerful jaw muscles clamped shut as he cocked his head to the side, the tight coiling helping to force the meal down. Mavi brought his hands around to his crotch to clamp at the base of his knot as his hips bucked forward, rubbing his girth against the soft flesh that smothered him.

He could feel his consciousness dimming as his pleasure peaked, his knot growing and pressing out against the cold flesh of the naga's throat; as he neared climax, Mavi slipped into a deep slumber permeated by a steady tingling that encased his whole body that was amplified by the constant waves of throatflesh that washed over him. The last thing he felt was the sudden warmth of his own seed erupting all over his belly as the snake's walls pressed down on him, urging him ever deeper into their depths amongst the steady beat of the snake's heartbeat and the gurgle of his stomach that Mavi was inching steadily closer to.