The Dream Collection (Illustrated by Unifawn)

Story by Amethystine on SoFurry

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The varying reasons and/or possibilities to explain the sudden appearance of a photograph that seemed to impossibly display one snake having captured many differing versions of one girl, as well as some of her friends. (Which is to say, Ame got a picture with ALL of WhiteMantis' girls, but how??)


The Dream Collection


How did it all start, this hustle-bustle?

This hurly-burly, whirling girly world tour?

Who assembled this rustling, tussling, swamp of a romp?

~

It was the serpent's intent to set this heaven sent precedent. He would spare no cost, every cent: spent!

He could not fail to nail his fellows in scale; they clung to the male's plan like snails on rails.

NagaNay and Anomene reveal the zeal they feel to steal striking a deal with communal appeal: to make a massive meal

A feast for beasts, pieced together from beauty, it was increased, First (but not least), greased out of the East, Nae would be fleeced.

A prize for the eyes, the mantis at centre lies, despite how she shies, A coil'd tail lies as binding ties, the snakes rise above her with their size.

Of the gleeful nagas three, in their spree, Amee best knew the nature of the tree, and it was he who could snatch the one would flee into the sky to be free.

Meanwhile, NagaNay drew out the arachnid who hid herself in that futile bid to, on her femininity, keep a lid. Nevertheless, she couldn't get rid of the snake who slithered and slid.. besides, the scorpion went where the mantid did!

On her solo mission, Anomene went fishin' to make her addition, Sheba, who only needed to listen-- Or was it the cobra's particular glisten that made the pirate join in of her own volition?

One person with which they needed to come to grips was the lady of drips, Plasma, who could form lips, hips and limbs like whips.. she joined, just to give the snakes tips.

The notion to have the pirate pluck the mermaid from the motion of the ocean, was something to shun until Plasma's unique potion would, for MerNay's tail, act as lotion.

With the fish caught, they then shot to the one who could trot- The Taur herself thought: A herd, she would've liked to have bought, with whom she could say she had fought.

Similarly, the Wolfess felt a lack in that she had no pack who could cover her back, So Ame's tack was to yak about how the black haired lupine was one attack, one whack or one smack away from being a snack!

She and the mare made quite a pair after they'd been ensnared, together they would bare witness to the glaring and daring flair at which they could only stare.

Wolf, Taur, Harpy, Scorpion, Mantis and Mermaid would all be waylaid as they stayed in the shade of the snakes' glade-- Slowly but surely, their innocence was made to fade as they were bade deeper and deeper into sin, while coils did cascade.

And even if their purity was under raid, it's not as if they were at all.. dismayed! >:}


"Hold on, hold on, stop!" came a female voice.

The naga's hurried scribbling came to a stop, but his ragged breathing continued. "What--what isss it?" His sibilant voice was raspy and nervous, clearly tired and off-kilter. The serpent's normally smooth tones replaced by those of a man at his wit's end. He groaned under his breath, his darting around the room, fearful. "Whatever it isss, I'm sssorry--"

"Shut yer gullet, ya landlubbing lanky pile'o loops!" snapped another female, even more commanding than the first. The male flinched and gasped, which was met by a handful of sly giggles from yet another feminine party nearby, who sounded like she was in the middle of a meal.. or at least a drink. Someone was obviously enjoying the ophidian's discomfort.

"You're making it sound like Anomene and I were your partners. Like you're the 'big boss' above all of us, even though we recruited you like everyone else," stated the first female voice.

Swallowing heavily, the python presented his case as best he could while a distracting sound of sluicing slime sloshed somewhere close by, "I--but-- the truth is too complicated for a poem! If you would let me write a whole storyeeee--!" Amethystine's answer was arrested in mid-stream by another sort of stream altogether, the sloppy gushing noises increasing.

A deeper, somewhat sibilant-sounding voice, almost akin to what the naga writer normally sounded like spoke up, "As we ssaid, there is no time for a full story, you fool." The sound of scales rustling against more scales rose up in the dark dungeon-like room and Amethystine rasped breathlessly. He was still un-used to the sound of constriction when on the receiving end. He never thought cobra could be so strong.. then again, this one was vaguely demonic.. he thought.

He was sure she was described to him as some kind of monster, at some point. Of course, monsters were some of his best friends, so it hadn't bothered him. He was himself a monster of some description, after all. It all came down to perspective.

Perspective, indeed!

It had simply been a matter of perspective that prevailed in that picture.. making it appear that the python was a lusty lamia lord, looming over those lounging ladies. He had written the poem accordingly. He had thought that it would be the simplest, easiest and most acceptable, most easily understood explanation for the situation.

For really, who would believe that Sheba, Anomene, Plasma and the serpentine version of Nay had banded together to capture all the objects of their obsession at once, using them for their own pleasure, at will? The male serpent was simply a victim, although that didn't mean he hadn't enjoyed himself when he was partnered with Nae for that little show the dominant divas had all demanded he and the diminutive damsel of a bug put on.

The Nay-Naga had been especially pleased to restrain Sayaka and force the warrior woman to watch as the mantid she was sworn to protect had been made to do... that.

In any case, the constrictor was little more than a couch for the various varieties of Nay et al. He had been made to watch his captors cavorting, constantly caressing the assorted curves of the gathered girls, his own needs going unheeded, his desire becoming painful to bear at times. Even now, the sinister slime, Plasma, kept him teetering, her body flowing over his more sensitive spots to keep him in line, giving him and depriving him of certain sensations, retaining the reptile raconteur's near flawless obedience. More of her watery giggling arose as Ame moaned once more.

Or was that some of the siren's sweet, song-like snickering at his expense?

"Anyway," began NagaNay, who had just gotten her compatriots to settle down once more, "this poem is a bit all over the place, isn't it? It sounds like you wrote it while you were pre-occupied.. I can't imagine what put you under the gun so badly." She laughed, turning on her pink and cream-coloured coils to her sister-slave-drivers, goading them into more slander against the serpentman, their abusive mirth surrounding Amethystine until it drowned out all else.


The naga awoke with a start, coils jerking in a random flailing sprawl that disturbed the entirety of his large round bed. Some of his body was even thrown up and out of the circular depression in the floor that housed his mattress, blankets and numerous pillows.

What a nightmare!

But what a dream it had begun as.. playing host to all those sweet fantasy females.

Still, his mind was one that just had to twist things to a less than perfect outcome. It was as if he could not accept such good fortune, even in a dream, so his own subconscious had made things appear as if he had been writer-napped, abducted and used for his authoring skills.. and his body, too, he thought he remembered from the fading memory of the midnight mental meandering.

Shrugging the whole thing off as his heart-rate slowed, the wide-awake-snake settled on a course of action: he could have some snack and then re-attempt re-entering the rest of REM-related relaxation.

And in the morning, he would make some calls.. he had a good idea for a group photo-shoot with some.. female acquaintances that could (and hopefully _would_) maybe get a bit (happily) out of hand. >:}===<


And here's what resulted!

(Above art by Unifawn, to visit (and praise!) her posting of this picture, and to view the glorious full-size, go here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9442791/ )

The End!