HHH Presents: Hunter, Huntress
Hungry Hungry Hippo Presents:
"Hunter, Huntress"
© HHH 2008
WARNING: Snuff, vore, breath-control, non-con, nudity, sex. If you're under 18, go away. If you're upset by this stuff, go away.
Moon stalked through the jungle silently, keeping herself as low as she could while she moved. Her balance was steady, developed over several years of hunts; she could move fast without being seen or heard amongst the foliage of the lush rainforest she called home.
She had been sent out by her tribe to collect Goliath beetles. They weren't just any beetles, though. These creatures were dangerous, nearly the size of an adult fox and twice as powerful. The risk of hunting one was worth it, for the creatures could provide valuable medicines.
So, Moon stalked through the secluded jungle on her hunt. It was damp and warm out, but it didn't bother the girl. She wore only a tight cloth strip over her generous breasts, and a long, flowing loincloth around her waist, covering her round rump and her more private bits. She left armed with only a crude bow and small quiver of poisoned-tipped arrows. You didn't need much more to hunt the beetles; if you couldn't fell them with one shot, you were as good as dead anyhow.
The vixen came to a quick, silent stop under a tree as she noticed something moving a bit farther ahead, behind some hanging vines and tall bushes. She took a few steps more as she casually pulled her bow up, preparing it. Here, she would wait and watch. If this was her prey, she was in a perfect spot to take it. It would never know what hit it.
Even as the vixen crouched quietly, stalking her prey, she herself was being stalked. Several feet above her, coiled around one of the branches of the tree she was hiding under, lurked an enormous python. The snake hissed and watched the vixen, sizing her up. Yes, she would make a perfect meal; just the right size, and looking rather delectable. This one, it thought, would be quite a catch.
As Moon waited and watched the rustling bush before her, the python lowered itself down behind her. It hung from its branch, it's head now hovering just behind the vixen, level with her neck. It flicked its tongue out once, smelling her, and then struck.
Moon yelled out as something struck her from behind. Whatever was behind the bushes ahead fled, while she found herself suddenly on her side, wrapped up in something scaly, thick, and powerful. The vixen kicked her legs and struggled, quickly realizing what she was caught in. Her heart raced and she panicked, hardly able to believe she was so easily captured.
The python had already wrapped itself around her three times, coiled around her midsection and arms, pinning her limbs to her sides. Her kicking made no difference to it, and if it did start to become a problem, well...it had ways to stop THAT. The snake made sure it had a good, firm grip around its prey, and then it squeezed. Powerful, rippling muscle started to tighten down on the vixen, pressing in against her chest and breasts, her back and arms as the scaled coils slid all around her. She gasped, feeling those incredible muscles moving in on her, squeezing her tits and pressing against her ribs. It squeezed just as she had let out a breath, making the next inhalation a little shallower than the one that had preceded it.
Moon's panic increased. She knew the snake had her; it was too strong for her, and the more she struggled, the weaker she would get. Yet she couldn't just lie there and let it win. The vixen took a deep breath, summoned up all of her strength, and dug her heels into the ground, trying to push herself out of the coils.
She didn't budge an inch. Soon, she had no choice but to let the held breath out. As she exhaled, she felt the python squeeze again, much harder this time. It squeezed the air out of her, making it nearly impossible to suck in another breath. The vixen cried out in agony as her lungs started to burn, barely able to hold a breath in her. She kicked more and struggled, desperate for a gulp of fresh air.
The snake squeezed a little more, and ended all hope of the vixen getting another breath. Her lungs couldn't expand at all with the tight grip it had on her. She began to twitch and jerk in its coils, feeling her body begging for air. The vixen whimpered, watching her world start to go black as her brain was deprived of oxygen. Slowly, she stopped her struggling, body going limp in the death-grip of the snake.
The vixen passed out. A few more moments would steal her life, but the snake relented. No, it liked its meals alive inside it. Once the girl was unconscious, it loosened its grip on her. Her breasts started to heave as her body desperately pulled air into her lungs, but even as she started to breathe again, the snake had repositioned itself with its nose at her feet. Quickly, the python opened its maw wide, unhinging its jaws to let them stretch as much as they needed. It slithered forward, swallowing the vixen's hindpaws down into its throat, coating her twitching feet with saliva. Wriggling further, it made it's way up her calves, and then her thighs, bringing the girl into its mouth.
The snake's long, flickering tongue slid up under the girl's loincloth. It slapped rudely against her pussy, tasting her sex and her fur. The python lingered there, working its tongue under the strap of the cloth until it found a thin point. The tongue tugged firmly and the strap broke, letting the loincloth flutter off. With the vixen's lower half exposed, the python started moving again. It swallowed her hips, gulping her soft sex into its throat, and working his lower lip over the supple curve of her young ass.
As the snake swallowed her, the unconscious vixen started to squirm. She felt, vaguely, something very nice massaging her bottom and rubbing against her sex and clit. She couldn't remember why she was laying there, or where she was, but she did feel quite nice; her nipples stiffened slowly, perking up under her cloth top. Something warm was working at her clit and her pussy, drawing a soft, unaware gasp from her lips.
The python heard the gasp and worked quickly. It knew its prey was close to waking. It worked itself over her trim tummy, slathering its tail along her back as she went down. When the bottoms of her breasts touched its nose, the snake worked its tongue under the back strap of her top. Just like her loincloth, the strap was snapped and her breasts bounced free of the cloth, sending it fluttering off. Her stiff nipples poked out atop her tits, each orb lying heavy on her chest.
The snake resumed it's swallowing, opening it's jaws as wide as it could to pull the vixen's breasts into it's mouth. She gasped again as her tits were suddenly squeezed and her nipples rubbed, standing all the taller. As she slid into the snake's maw, her arms dragged along the ground, until her paws were over her head, leaving her stretched out. The constant rubbing and grinding of warm, wet walls against her body, especially her sensitive clit, had the vixen squirming hard, starting to pant.
The python's body bulged with the slender form of the vixen as she disappeared into his mouth. Soon, only her paws, fingers curling gently, protruded from its mouth. Her head had slid in easily, her muzzle tilted upwards when it slid in. Inside it's body, the vixen kept slipping further, her body massaged by the rippling muscles that pulled her in. They rubbed her nipples, her breasts, her sex, her ass; her body writhed inside, slick and coated in the snake's digestive juices. It took a few moments longer, but suddenly her back arched and the vixen let out a muffled moan as an orgasm washed over her, making her buck her hips against the rippling walls wantonly. The python didn't mind the sudden movement at all; in fact in encouraged it, helping the vixen down.
Her eyes flickered open slowly as the orgasm tore through her. All she could see was darkness. She tried to move, but her arms were trapped above her head and her legs were pinned together. The vixen squirmed, gasping again as her body was so nicely squeezed and rubbed. Though she could breathe, there was little air for her to take in. Slowly, her lungs started to fail her, unable to find oxygen to pull in. For the second time, the vixen started to black out, never quite aware of where she was. As her orgasm faded, so did her life. The girl slowly suffocated inside the snake, and soon her body went from pleasured writhing to lifeless twitching.
The python lay still, feeling its meal stop struggling, and start to digest. The vixen would satisfy itself for many, many weeks, but for now it would just lay still, with the still form of a shapely vixen stretching it's trunk.
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