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Can You Feel My Coils?

Written by: Screpter

Date: 05/12/2025

Content Warning : vore (oral), melty digestion, willing

The forest trail was unusually quiet when Dresden began his trek through the woods. On the rare occasion, he liked to go on a hike, which helped him empty his mind and calm his warring thoughts after spending so much time in the city. Today was no different in that regard, and it took him a good half an hour to realise he was completely alone.

Of course, one couldn’t expect people to spend their time outside all the time, especially not out in a forest. But the deeper he went, the less he heard the trilling song of birds or the rummaging of animals searching for food.

The sergal didn’t give it too much thought, however, as he simply continued his way along the trail. It rained during the previous night, which enhanced the scent of the forest, of which he took deep, slow breaths.

As he arrived at one of the resting sites, Dresden placed his bag down and pulled out an energy bar. He walked slowly, in uneven circles around the site, just simply looking around aimlessly while fiddling with the packaging of his favourite snack. He just managed to finally open it when suddenly the ground seemed to drop out from under him. No, he was being pulled up!

“W-what the-!” He yelled out as he was turned around several times, each time feeling something thick wrap around his body. Then, his ascent stopped, and he was face-to-face with someone he hadn’t seen before.

“Well, well… who do we have here?” The silky smooth, deep voice of his captor practically caressed his ears as he was held amongst the branches by three thick coils, trapping his body and keeping his legs and arms from moving. The energy bar, along with his hand, was pressed against his chest, sticking to his dense, white fur.

In front of him was a naga who looked different from all the others he had seen. Instead of being mostly covered in scales, fur took up most of his body, even his long tail. A dark-brown mane grew around his head and neck, going down to the top of his chest. His arms, from the top third of his upper arm to the tips of his fingers, were also dark-brown, along with most of the fur along his back and sides on his tail. His chest, face, the base of his ears, and large patches on top of his tail were cream colored. Only his underside was covered in purple scales.

“Eyes up here, darling~” He called out again, causing Dresden to look up at him, then start to struggle slightly. This only seemed to amuse the relaxing naga who rested his back against the tree, his long tail draped over branches to keep his balance.

“Who are you? Let me go, you can’t just grab someone like this!” Dresden complained while still struggling. The furred naga just smiled and pulled him closer, his coils tightening around him slightly, earning a gasp from the sergal.

“Now, now… Don’t be so upset. I promise you will love this~” The naga purred, a deep rumble that came from his chest, something that even Dresden could feel. “My name is Nagatep, by the way. And just who am I so lucky to have caught, hm?” Nagatep’s handpaws moved to tenderly cup Dresden’s face, ensuring he looked into his eyes while he was pulled closer.

“My… I’m… Dresden.” He replied, squirming as he felt his face begin to heat up from the gentle touch on his face, along with the intense, yet somehow inviting gaze of Nagatep. The naga’s purr grew louder, then his gaze swept lower, and his pupils expanded.

“Do you have something for me, Dresden?” Nagatep asked with a sweet smile while loosening the top coil that held Dresden’s arm against his chest. The sergal glanced down at the energy bar, then his eyes returned to Nagatep’s, like iron getting attracted to a magnet. He lightly squirmed in place, his breathing deep while he lifted his arm out and offered his precious snack to the naga.

He watched as Nagatep’s smile grew, yet his handpaws remained on Dresden’s face. But as the top coil returned to its previous, semi-tight hold, his eyes widened as Nagatep’s mouth opened, and he began to envelop his hand with the snack. He felt Nagatep’s tongue lap at his hand… then he slowly enveloped his forearm, his throat grabbing and squeezing around his hand as he swallowed, and continued to move forward until Dresden’s shoulder met with Nagatep’s muzzle. He never broke eye contact with the sergal, as Dresden could feel the snack slip out from his grip, disappearing inside the depths of the naga while his throat squeezed and rubbed against his arm.

It felt like eternity as Dresden could only feel the wet confines of Nagatep’s throat and mouth around his arm, his face practically glowing red underneath his fur while the naga winked at him. Then, finally, the process began to reverse, and Nagatep pulled himself off of his arm, leaving it heavy and damp with saliva. He let his arm drop down atop the coils that held him, no longer trying to struggle against them as he shifted, averting his eyes.

“Hrrrrm, thank you, dear. You taste…” Nagatep stopped, then chuckled while he rubbed his face with his thumbs. Dresden could feel his body ease into his hold even more. “That tasted just right~ But now, I wonder just how good you would feel.” His coils tightened slowly, causing Dresden to gasp while the air was slowly pushed out of his lungs. Then, the tightening ceased, and the coils relaxed, allowing him to breathe until it started up again.

“W-wha-” Dresden tried to say, but couldn’t finish it as Nagatep leaned closer, their faces coming so close they could almost kiss… Why is he thinking about this?

“Can you feel it, Dresden? How my coils slowly tighten around you, constricting that little space you have until you lose your breath?” Nagatep whispered with a gentle voice, with no intent to hurt him behind it. “Can you feel how your body yields as much as it can while you are trapped between them? How powerless you are, yet how calm you take it~?” A soft hiss came from Nagatep’s mouth as he rubbed along the sides of Dresden’s face, then down his neck. He couldn’t look away from the naga’s eyes, not even if he wanted to.

“That tightness you feel, with the little warmth around you. That’s what you will feel inside me. You want to feel it, don’t you? Squeezed down, deeper and deeper by my muscles, the warmth growing as you are moving deep into my stomach, where I can have you all for myself~” Dresden gasped, his heart hammering faster.

“N-no, no, I’m… I c-can’t…” He blabbered with a flustered expression, trying to look away. But the more he looked into Nagatep’s eyes, the more he felt his thought become sluggish, his weak shifting ceasing as he groaned, biting his lower lip.

“Are you sure, dear Dresden? Because I can see how much the thought affects you~ You want to feel it, you want to know how it feels to have my muscles squeeze you inside. You want to be kneaded and rubbed as you melt away, becoming a part of me. I promise, by the time we are done, you will come back, begging for more.” Nagatep giggled, running a thumb along his jawline while inching closer.

Dresden groaned again, panting slightly as he shifted weakly, his body already practically melting into his hold while he imagined it all.

“P-please… I want… I-I want it. I want to f-feel it.” He begged with ragged breath, running his free hand along the fur on the top coil as Nagatep’s smile grew.

“Good boy~” He whispered, earning a flustered little ‘merp’ from the sergal. Dresden then felt as he was lifted higher, soon held above Nagatep’s head, upside down. He squirmed as Nagatep began to open his mouth, his jaws stretching out as the lower jaw was unhinged with a barely audible click, and Dresden was lowered towards it.

He pushed his hand forward with thoughtless wonder and watched as Nagatep’s tongue curled around his fingers, slipping out of his grip each time he tried to take hold of it. His saliva proved to be incredibly slippery and replaced the already cooling saliva with a fresh layer. As he was lowered further, his hand, then his arm, was gradually swallowed up by Nagatep’s throat, until his head was pushed inside the naga’s maw.

Dresden giggled breathlessly, his sluggish thoughts occupied with the images of being deep inside Nagatep, melting slowly in the tight confines of his long stomach. His face, then his entire head, was slathered up as Nagatep licked along it. His taste must have been more than good enough, as the strength of the purring around him increased. He was pushed in more, his wedged head momentarily squeezed as it passed through the entrance of the throat, soon followed by his shoulders,

To say that Nagatep was methodical would have been an understatement. While Dresden was held in a semi-tight hold, he felt the long, thick tongue of his predator sneak its way into his dense chest fur, rubbing against his skin as the saliva was absorbed by the white fur.

He was then turned slightly, allowing the tongue to curl around his body to reach his back. The sergal shifted and grunted softly while he was explored like a new piece of lollipop. The muscles around his head and shoulders flexed as he was pulled deeper with a wet swallow, then again with another one.

The thick coils around his body gradually disappeared as the throat squeezed around most of his upper body, a long, deep rumble reaching him from within the depths of Nagatep’s stomach. A small gasp and a weak, flustered mumble of objection escaped him as Nagatep’s tongue curled up between his legs, exploring his crotch until the tip found its way to his sheath.

He moaned when the tongue pushed against his sheath for a few moments, as if pondering if it should explore deeper, when it pulled back and slithered its way up against his sacs. The single coil that held into his legs disappeared, and Dresden felt himself sink downwards, which was then further helped by another swallow.

It didn’t take long for most of his body to now be inside Nagatep, and soon he felt his feet pass the lips. He wiggled his toes while the tongue roamed over his pawpads, slipping in between his toes. The warmth grew as Nagatep closed his jaws, swallowing one last time around him and sending him on his way towards the long, clearly hungry stomach.

Dresden panted and wiggled as the walls periodically squeezed around him, guiding him down with wet squelches. His body was bent and turned, sometimes sinking downwards, while other times he was being moved upwards, following the path Nagatep’s coils had been arranged in.

“Hmmm, I forgot just how good it feels to have someone like you within my body.” Nagatep hummed with a satisfied purr, his voice muffled over the thick muscles and churning stomach walls of his tail. After a few seconds, his movement within Nagatep’s stomach stopped, probably reaching the middle of it.

Dresden shifted, panting and murmuring as the ridged walls rubbed down against him, squeezing and kneading his form. The heat rose gradually, but the stomach didn’t feel hostile at all; rather, it felt like a welcoming sleeping bag. A very wet, hungry sleeping bag that will melt him down.

An excited, but tired smile formed on his muzzle while he continued to shift and wiggle slowly, as the ridged walls sapped his energy away. Within a few minutes, his fur felt muddy, and his body felt funny.

“Can you feel it, dear Dresden? How your body fits so perfectly inside me. My stomach loves you.” Nagatep’s voice grew in volume as he positioned himself at the lump the sergal had made on the tail. “Feel how it’s tightening down on you…? Soon, you won’t be able to think about anything. Rest now and melt away.” Dresden shifted, mumbling softly as the heat rose around him again. He could feel Nagatep move, possibly returning to his home, while the sergal was left slowly stewing away inside the stomach.