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She slithered slowly and silently among the dense vegetation, following the same scent trail that she had been for hours now, deeper into the swamp. She didn't exactly need to eat yet, but the bulk of her coils showed that she was relatively well fed for a creature that only had to feed once every few weeks or so.

This swamp was her favourite hunting ground, the moist air and soil made her movements that much quieter, and the smell of rotting vegetation helped hide her approach, even if it also made tracking somewhat more difficult. But the scent was getting stronger, she was getting closer, and if she had her way, she would be sleeping off a sizeable bulge in her middle for the next week.

Her scales faded from one pattern to the next, changing colour to match her surroundings, dark when she entered the murky water, and various blotches and stripes when she passed through bushes and reeds. She could almost see the residue body heat left in the tracks of her prey, she was very close now indeed, and her blue forked tongue confirmed this as it flickered from her scaled maw.

Nearing what felt like the last barrier of reeds between her and the creature she was stalking, she froze instinctively as water splashed violently on the other side of the fence of plants, fierce struggles continued for several more seconds, she could feel it through the ground more than she could hear it, then eventually there was silence again.

Likely another predator had gotten to her prey before she had, and at the very least it had scared off everything in the area she cared to hunt. A flicker of colourful annoyance and frustration ran across her scales, before she crept forward through the reeds again, maybe she would just eat this predator instead. That chain of thought ended abruptly however as her snout pressed through the other side of the reeds, revealing another Naga in the process or squeezing the life out of its catch.

The broad cobra-like hood signified his gender, as did his size and scent. She wasn't the smallest of females for her species, and may have been considered overweight by some, but this male was still thicker than she was, longer too. His scales were a deep black currently, his coils slowly tightening around the neck barrel-like chest of his prey, the quadrupedal prey-mammal was attempting to draw its last breaths, but it was evident that by now he had crushed its airway and death was only moments away.

She lay still as she watched him work, she had always been more solitary than the rest of her kind, and she often regretted being the way she was, loneliness would often creep into her mind, but she always felt so awkward around others, so she usually just ended up eating for comfort. This Male was a handsome one though, normally she would be hesitant to get this close to him, oh how anxious she would become if he caught her scent and noticed her.

Fortunately by this point, his forked tongue wasn't interested in keeping him alert to his surroundings, his prey kicked weakly and twitched as suffocation settled in, and with a smooth arch of his body, he slithered around and spread his jaws wide around its head. The animal jerked suddenly in defiance as he walked his teeth and throat down around over its head and onto its neck, swelling out his own neck scales with its plump girth.

He was a confident predator, he had not even finished killing his prey, he was swallowing it alive. Wider and wider his jaws stretched as he pressed forward over the ever weakening animal, it would have been on the limits of what she could swallow, and it still looked like a rather large intake for him, judging by how much the bulk of its body deformed his natural shape, but he was managing it.

He slowed as he approached its wide shoulders, stiffening his body before pressing forward against its mass, holding it still in his coils for leverage, as he spread his elastic throat around the thickest part of the animal. He repeated the process, scooping more of its now limp body into his own, as he paused for his next swallow though, the gaze of one of those icy blue eyes settled on her.

She held her breath as he simply seemed to stare at her with the one eye that could draw line of sight to her, and she felt the pulse of both her hearts quickening as her nervousness rose. An audible hiss escaped his exposed airway and a series of warning patterns flashed across his once dark scales. She recoiled away from him, piling her body in a heap as she backed over herself, but she was panicking too much to think straight, so many thoughts, worries and fears rushed her mind all at once, causing her to tremble and lock up.

She scanned her surroundings rather ineffectively for a place to slither off to and hide, but everything was just a blur to her, a glance back at him offered some relief, he wasn't threatening her any more at least, but he was devouring his catch at a greater pace, and by now had completely engulfed its chest and was working his way toward its hips. She desperately wanted to leave, this was not a comfortable place for her to be any more, he was watching her, she was making a fool of herself, and spirits knew what he would do to her once he was done swallowing his meal.

She sunk back further out into the murky water, submerging her body in a vain attempt to hide herself, or to at least make herself feel like she was hidden. She found a deeper spot and slowly managed to make her anxiety-ravaged, body disappear into the depths, a final glimpse of him before she submerged herself revealed him stretching down the long hind legs of the animal, as he began his final swallow.

Curling up on the bottom of the stagnant river, his held her breath in the darkness. It was a vulnerable feeling being underwater, she couldn't see very far with either set of her organs, and her sense of smell was greatly reduced, but in the back of her mind she knew it was the same for him if he tried to find her. She stayed there for as long as she could, it felt like hours before she finally had to emerge for more oxygen.

Timidly breaking the surface, she exhaled her waste air and looked around, he seemed to have left until her forked tongue told her otherwise. His scent was strong, and as she turned around to slowly look behind her, she was met this time with the icy blue gaze of both his eyes. She inhaled sharply and froze, his snout was so close to hers that an abnormally long flick of his tongue would likely touch her, but he made no moves against her, leaving her awkwardly breaking her stare into his eyes.

His scales slowly faded from a basic camouflage pattern into a soft pattern, which gave her some relief, at least he was showing he wasn't in the mood for fighting. Another wave of fear ran through her as his larger body moved into the depths with her, making her jump instinctively as she felt his scales brush up against her own, but he was gentle, and made no effort to restrain her. As his torso approached hers, he reassured her with another pattern of affection, and hesitantly she let him wrap his arms around her.

She wanted to push him away and flee as fast as she could, but he was being so careful with her, part of her wanted to believe that this male could be the solution to her loneliness, even if it were unlikely. She gently reached up and stroked at his hood with one of her clawed hands, the sensitive structure letting off small explosions of colour as she stimulated it. He leaned his head in toward her and flicked the blue flesh of his forked tongue out, briefly touching the tip of her snout before quickly retracting it back into his maw.

She froze and blushed a deep blue all along her body as she realised what he wanted from her, his gesture of flesh on scales was more than any male had ever offered her, and she didn't oppose him as she felt his thick coils entangling with her own, where they squeezed and kneaded against her firmly, pressing the distended scales around his devoured prey into her sensitive belly-scales. She nervously placed her claws on the thick plates of his chest as he guided her torso in his embrace into a shallower part of the water, laying her back against the cool earth and mud.

She looked up at him and then away again, he was so charming that she almost felt she wasn't worth his attention, but she probably couldn't have stopped him at this point even if she wanted to, he was bigger and stronger than she was, and she was in his grasp.

His hips rolled backwards as he positioned himself, and she felt something thick and stiff pressing against her underbelly, she blushed deep blue again in his embrace at the thought of it, and he paused to flick his tongue against her snout a few times before he began to roll his hips back toward her. She inhaled sharply as she felt the pressure of his shaft against her grow, he plates began to slowly spread apart for his girth, before she felt the hot firm length glide into her as her scales gave way.

She exhaled in pleasure as she felt him entering her, the hard shaft spreading her so widely and reaching deep into the belly of her torso, he was so big that her nethers burned lightly as they accommodated him, her coils tightened around his, grinding her scales into his own as he filled her passage. Eventually the sensation of his ventral scales meeting her own signalled that she had taken all of him, she trembled around the thick shaft of flesh, feeling as if there wasn't a single fold he hadn't stretched out around his girth.

Mercifully, he paused again to let her recover, cradling her in his strong arms as her coils slowly loosened again. Eventually though, came the inevitable pattern of repetitive movements, his hips drew back smoothly, dragging his shaft almost all the way out of her, her coils tightening again as she felt her passage emptying, before he rolled back toward her in a single smooth and firm motion, pressing his scales to hers as he fed his shaft into her again, he began to repeat the process again and again, rolling in and out of her in long but powerful movements.

She closed her eyes as she gave in to him, she didn't want to flee any more, she wanted to be his. She gripped at his armoured chest ever tighter with her claws as he continued his motions, her coils squeezing around him a little firmer each time he entered her, she ground her scales into his distended middle. He was such an accomplished hunter, and a handsome one too, and he wanted her, likely he could have any female he chose, but he was humble enough to do this with her, despite her many obvious personality flaws.

She could feel him throbbing each time he hilted within her, his girth beginning to swell a little with each thrust, slowly spreading her wider and wider. She already felt like he was filling her, but he seemed to unlock level after level of pleasure that she had never known before, despite his growing girth, her nethers seemed to stretch more to accept him each time. His coils began to grind back against her own, pressing his swollen stomach coil into her grasp, she could almost feel his muscles working beneath his ribs, working to break down and absorb his prey.

Her scales flickered from one colour to the next as her mind became awash with pleasure, his movements slowly became quicker and his shaft continued to swell, her breathing became ragged and hurried as she felt her peak fast approaching, and with one final powerful motion, he buried himself within her depths for the last time, his shaft rapidly throbbing and swelling, doubling its girth in a matter of seconds and making her spasm in the tight grip of his coils as her flesh struggled to stretch around his growing radius.

With a final powerful throb she felt the warmth of his seed flooding into her, jet after jet shooting into her belly over and over, greedily milked and swallowed by her rippling nethers until her torso belly bulged with his fluids. Her muscles kneaded and milked at him still, but could not coax any more from his still rigid and swollen shaft.

Finally she relaxed in his embrace, letting him cradle her in both his arms and his coils, she was exhausted, but content. His body kneaded around her as he slowly rolled over, setting his back against the ground and letting her lay on top of him, his swollen length locked within her depths, keeping the two serpents joined for the time being. He stroked her back and flicked his tongue out against her snout, as she rested with her eyes closed on his chest, her swollen belly squished against his armoured plates. Instinctively she returned the gesture, flicking her tongue back against his in thanks for his kindness, before her exhaustion finally carried her into sleep.