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She was hidden. Buried beneath some crunchy fallen leaves. Remaining perfectly still. Ish. Using her dark fur and spots, her natural camouflage to blend in with her surroundings, even if it meant sprawling out on her belly. It didn't remotely work last time. But it did make things last longer. And that was all Keedee really cared about.

Her heart was pounding, and her entire body was shaking as she huddled there. She had one hand firmly clasped over her lips like a muzzle. As small a hyena as she was, if she got to cackling, it was going to be loud. It would have been a dead giveaway for her position, for sure. That sound carried. And worse, she wouldn't have been able to stop. Though if she looked too afraid in her present state, the fact that she was dripping wet revealed how she was really feeling about the hunt.

Really, everyone had been spoiling her. Somehow word had gotten out about her exceptionally kinky desires, and the next thing she knew even the most unexpected of friends were hitting her with messages about it. She wondered who the snitch was. Probably her brother. And he must have been particularly emphatic about it that even someone so seemingly cute and innocent as Amenio was inquiring about her once-private kink.

She didn't know him all that well beforehand, but she'd met him enough to know she liked him. He was a big cutie of a fluffy white wyvern, with a shy way about him. She'd always totally thought he was hot, but it almost seemed wrong to think that about him when he was so harmless and gentle in his demeanour. He never even said 'fuck'!

One thing led to another and now she was in the middle of one her favourite activities again. And that was being hunted down by a ravenous predator. All was silent, and she was doing a better job of it this time. She was no cat, but she'd grown stealthier with practice, managing to remain relatively calm despite knowing what was coming. Calm for a hyena, anyway. She was still vibrating, wanting so bad just to burst into laughter in her excitement, but she settled for just dripping instead. It was actually audible. Pattering down upon the leaves as she remained mostly motionless beneath them.

She thought she heard his wings nearby after a while, something that put an anticipatory chill down her spine. The leaves rustled a bit, but it was pretty subtle, she thought. She probably hadn't just given away where she was. Probably. What definitely would have was the sudden vibration of her phone in the pocket of her booty-hugging shorts. He'd insisted she hold onto it for the chase, and hadn't explained why. When she looked at it, she found out.

You smell really nice! Are you excited? :)

It was directly from the number Amenio had given her. She had no idea how someone without fingers was texting her, but she didn't care. Just to know he was close enough to catch her scent was enough to make her slowly peek up from those leaves, her blue eyes glinting in the setting sun. She didn't see him, but she swore she could still hear him. Rustling those wings. Waving his big tail. Stomping his feet. He wasn't hiding himself at all. She was starting to feel the tremors of his steps.

But before they could get to close, they were quiet again. She almost held her breath. He'd just vanished from her senses. She could still catch his scent, but that was all. Her nose was a keen one, and sometimes that was more a problem than anything. It meant that things always smelled closer than they actually were. Because as far as her sense was telling her, he must have been directly in front of her. And that couldn't' be right, because she couldn't see him anywhere. Her phone buzzed again.

I'm right behind you, silly!

She slowly turned herself over, rustling as little as she could. There he was, all fluffy and grinning, looming right behind her. His tongue was hanging down from his jaws, shining brightly with all the drool he was producing. The look in his eyes was a new one from him. He always looked so bashful, so reserved. Now he just looked hungry. And she loved it.

She wasn't making it that easy for him though. Maybe her hiding skills still needed work, but she could still run! So up she got, finally letting out those shrieks and whoops of cackling laughter she'd been holding onto for so long. They were so loud and sudden, piercing through the quiet forest that Amenio actually recoiled briefly at first. Just long enough for her to make her escape. From zero to full speed in a second, she was dashing off through the trees, phone still in her hand, giggling all the way.

She had no idea where she was going, but something about fleeing from a predator, knowing exactly what was going to happen to her if she faltered for a second just filled her with such primal excitement. Spoke to something inside her that was never truly satisfied until she was experiencing that arousing fear of those precious moments. Blame the zebra side of her parentage, perhaps. Or maybe she was just weird. She wasn't thinking about it in those moments, instead focused on putting as much distance between the two of them as she could before the inevitable end.

By then she'd absolutely soaked her panties. The scent of horny hyena was a beacon for anyone with a nose, telling them exactly where she was. If her constant cackles didn't already echolocate her perfectly. She had no idea where she was going, but she continued on just as fast. He was faster than her, but he was also bigger, which meant she could weave in and out of trees, dive through thickets, and generally hassle him as much as possible before he was within pouncing distance.

She'd been running so long, sweating, panting, all but drooling on herself with the effort, that she didn't even realize for a while that she'd actually escaped. All was quiet again, but for her own noises. She was winded, her adrenaline wearing off when she wasn't in danger any longer, and leaned up against a tree to catch her breath. The image of him sadly looking for her, having lost her in the chase was actually making her feel bad, so she made no effort to stay silent as she huffed her body back full of the air it needed.

That was when her phone buzzed again. She was still holding it, clutching it so tightly during the whole chase she was glad she hadn't broken the screen.

That was fun! But now I'm going to eat you. :)

She swiftly looked over her shoulder, just in time to see him coming. He knocked her flat with a solid pounce and brought the cackles right back out of her. They were endless. She was squirming, kicking a bit, putting up a playful fight, but that big fluffy dragon had her. And so quickly, too! She'd greatly underestimated him. And given she'd already told him he could do anything with her he wanted, she was looking forward to finding out just how wrong she was about his innocent, even sexless demeanour.

Her clothes didn't last long once he got her pinned down. He was careful enough to keep from shredding them, but he wasn't being gentle. She writhed and wiggled but tried not to make it too hard for him to strip her down. At least not until he was just pulling her unzipped shorts from her hips, taking her panties right along with them. That left her kicking wildly, clawing at the floor, just indulging herself and him alike with a good struggle. He dragged her across the forest floor in the process, tossing aside her garments (but making sure they didn't land in mud or anything like that) and finally just taking a seat right atop her.

She was instantly buried beneath his big fuzzy rear, testing his weight with a solid push to his butt as if she actually stood a chance of budging him. He was a mountain atop her, or he might as well have been. Grinding a little, but mostly just pinning her, leaving her constant cackles deeply muffled in his fluff. She couldn't even get a proper word out while he rubbed himself upon her naked form, possessively sitting there a while before finally letting up. Just for a moment, not letting her free, but just sitting himself down atop her face so that her muzzle was right beneath his tail.

It took her by surprise to be getting facesat right off the bat with him, but she had no complaints. He was soft and his fluff was like a cozy blanket over her. And as heavy as he was, he wasn't hurting her any. Just having his way. Exactly like she wanted him to do.

"Hi Kee! Gotcha! I wanted to start with this. I bet your tongue feels great! So maybe if you put it to really good use down there I'll let you up! Eventually!"

He was still sounding like a sweetie, which was no surprise. If he turned into some growling, dirty-talking predator she was pretty sure she'd have ended up having less fun. So she was quick to oblige him. Her tongue was thick and strong and it gave slick, sloppy rimjobs with the best of them. Honestly, she'd never fully realized how hot she found him until then. It was like she had a mental block, a part of her that wouldn't even allow herself to think of him that way for very long. Now that all the rules were out the window, she indulged all that unexpected pent-up lust for him by giving him the deepest, firmest worship of his fine ass as she could.

It made him moan out with a deep dragon-like grumble, made him flop his tongue from his lips, roll his eyes a little. She might not have had the most precise of tongues, but she could slather his ass better than even a canine could. She rimmed him and then just wetly plunged forth to outright penetrate him, drooling right inside his rump. Fucking him with her sultry slurper. She was still quivering all the while too. As much as she was losing herself in pleasuring him, she knew that this was just a precursor to whatever he had in store for her.

"Unnngh ... gosh," he gasped, sounding for a moment like he was going to curse, but stopping short. That made her giggle out beneath his tail. "You're really good at this! I almost don't want to eat you and just let you do that all night. But that's not why I hunted you down!"

She gasped a bit once he finally let up on her face. Getting so caught up in the rimming like that, she'd kind of forgotten to breathe. Mostly anyway. He gave her a moment to recover, but no more. Once she was done puffing, he just loomed above, stretching out his toes as he raised one of his big, padded feet. And she didn't even get a comment in before he was squishing his toes down over her muzzle, smearing his warm sweat across her fur.

"Okay, now gimme a good lick! Get right between my toes!" he insisted.

Not exactly the most commanding person, but he was letting himself take control, get greedy with it. She was loving getting to see that side of him. He deserved to be rewarded for it, for indulging her so nicely. So she indulged him right back. Doing exactly as she was told. Using her tongue to the fullest she could. Pressing up between his toes, each one about the size of her head. Slurping sucking, outright drinking down his sweat. Though he'd worked up a bit of a glisten in the chase, his feet were otherwise quite clean but for a hint of grassy flavour. He clearly took good care of them when he wasn't busy chasing silly hyenas through the forest. That just made her want to worship them all the more.

She hugged them, kissed them, and most of all just dragged her tongue up and down over everything she could reach. Not caring if she was drooling. And she definitely was, getting all that dragon flavour on her tongue. He pressed down quite firmly, mashing her into the dirt below as he stepped right on her face, but of course he was careful not to crush her. Just smothering her, grinding his pads against her lips, massaging his feet with her muzzle and her constantly working tongue. Huffing out steaming air while he did it, and giving her another satisfied moan.

She couldn't see it happening, but she knew he was getting turned on by all of it. Maybe it was the rise in his gentle musk. Or just the way he was squirming. Writhing really, stomping the foot that wasn't on her face, tapping his tail against the ground near her. She could feel the tremors like she was going to start an earthquake. And when she couldn't possibly have attended to his feet any more thoroughly, he just went ahead and confirmed her suspicions of just how aroused he was. By shoving his fully engorged cock right up against her drool and sweat-soaked face.

She knew exactly what to do with that. Even though his shaft was at least half her height, she just got her tongue slopping across it as indulgently as she could. Making a great glistening mess, flicking gobs of spit all over. Giving him the proper hyena job. Which was to say, drooling on his dick. She lavished it with the lustiest of licks, faintly suppressing her moany-giggles. A sound for which there was no other description. Muffled of course, as she gave his length a smoothing over, kissing it, sucking on whatever she could get between her lips, massaging it with her fingertips. Anything she could to pleasure and serve him, as if negotiating for her safety. To remain uneaten. But they both knew how this was going to end.

Something about his flavour dancing over her tongue, along with all the energy she'd expended running from, was really getting to her. Mixing with all the pent-up excitement and anticipation too. All of it was coming together until she was quivering, unable to control her own body. More so than usual. And she was clenching too. Every muscle in her thighs was taut, and beyond that, her pussy was flexing, tightening, growing obscenely wet. It was more than just getting horny. She was coming into an unexpected heat. Induced, coaxed out of her by all those feelings hitting her at once.

The result was him soon grinning down at a flustered, panting hyena who hardly knew where she was. He throbbed and dribbled pre onto her. And just made her rising heat worse when he gave her a show of licking over his teeth. Even such a subtle thing as that was enough to nearly ruin her. Send her cackling. Kicking at the air. She needed him. Forgetting all about how she was supposed to be struggling. But she still squirmed plenty. Especially when he pinned her down with his weight, and just started to grind her, mopping up all his dripping pre with her fur. As if she wasn't already wet enough.

He was already sporting something of a belly. More than she usually saw him with. She hadn't even really had a chance to get much of a look at him in all the chaos, so she was only noticing then. He wasn't just chubby, but his gut seemed to be actively bulging with something. And when she was pinned beneath his weight, she could feel something squirming too. That just perked up her ears. Made her curious and even more excited. Wondering just what sort of surprise was in store for her when she mad the descent into his gullet. But for now, all she could really think about was his big fat wyvern cock.

At first he was just panting, grunting some as he roughly humped her entire body. Sliding his cock up between her breasts, fucking them wildly. Getting them bouncing. But he eventually contained himself well enough to look down at her and ask a question.

"Are you ... in heat? Do I have you that worked up?" He tone was awed, as if honoured by the thought.

"Just do iiiit ... fuck me ..." she whined instead of answering his question, rocking back and forth, sliding the folds of her cunt up and down his dick. Letting her swollen clit glide along his length, making her tingle until she almost screamed.

"Well, if you insist. Even knowing about the possible consequences." He gave a teasing wink.

Thinking about such things was doing nothing to dissuade Keedee. She wasn't even really thinking anymore. Just a wild animal, soaked in instinct. It was almost a bit intimidating for him. But she was so much smaller than him that he could just press down, and have his way, however he liked. No matter how much she squirmed.

She wasn't so much wet as he started pushing inside of her as she was, say, oceanic. It was a sloppy, noisy process stuffing her full of fuzz-wyvern dick. Sinking sweetly inch by inch, slathered in her juices, letting them pour out down her thighs and stain the fertile soil below. He was stretching her, sure to leave her gaping, but she didn't even flinch for a moment. She wanted it all, craved it, demanded it, needed it. And she clenched down tight on him once he was inside, giving him a fine massage while he fucked her, ensuring he wasn't going anywhere.

Her quivering depths were milking him of every drop of juices he could offer, adding an insignificant amount to the oozing mess that were her insides. She was shaking and bucking and just entirely too rambunctious. So he sought to fix that. Pushing so deeply she was bulging with his cock. It might have been uncomfortable for someone else, but Keedee was a hyena. She could take a thrashing. It wasn't like he was trying to hurt her - he just found himself taking less and less care with her body as he got going. No matter how small she was.

Thrusting, panting, and even giving some growls. It was hard to get truly aggressive with someone as cute as her. Yes she was still cute with her tongue hanging out and a weird cackle-snarl coming from her as she rocked and shook in need of getting fucked. He started to pound her, to just ram into her without a care in the world. Not worrying he was going to break her. And not concerned that his fat, bare cock was stuffed right into the womb of the sopping cunt of someone very much in heat. Ready to bred, to be knocked up by the seed churning inside him. To give her everything he could give.

She was whining before long. Not because it was hurting her. Even with him nearly slit-deep in her puffy sex. She just couldn't wait. She needed his cum, so she could finally release all that tension, all that anticipation. Biting her lip, she just rocked some. Fucking herself on his shaft, until his pounding had her pinned flat. Smothered beneath him as he just laid himself right across her body. Keeping her in place to fill and to breed with, slapping himself against her dark black lips until they were groaning an extended note together.

Shortly after, she was squirting. He'd never felt a female do that for him. Not just a little trickle, but just gushing. Pouring all over his underside, all over his fur and his fluff. Of course, as much of a mess as she made, his was much bigger. He jerked forth, grunted, grit his teeth a moment. Flexing his body, letting his cock throb and then outright bulge with the load shooting through it. Stuffing her full in a moment. Bloating, stretching, filling her womb to a rounded, sloshing state. Stretching her out and making her balloon up beneath her breasts. Already making her look pregnant. And with that much wyvern cum meeting such a profound, clenching, squirting hyena heat, there was little doubt he'd just bred her.

A fact that she could only respond to with a little twitch, and a breathless whimper. Not quite broken, but certainly struck. She whimpered much more sharply when he started pulling out of her suddenly. Cutting her tranquil afterglow short, not giving her any time to recover or rest. It would have been easy to eat her in that moment. Just snap her up while she was too stunned to do anything. But as enticing as she was all writhing and drooling for him, he was pretty sure he could fuck her into an even more mindless state.

So he gave her a nudge with one of his feet, finding her easy to move around in such a state. Her pussy was gushing once he was out of her. Even more when he got her on her belly, adding some pressure and making her lewdly squirt until her whole lower half was soaked in his cum. She was still plenty swollen with it, still sloshing and stretched. And his soaked cock was perfectly lubed to jam beneath her fluffy tail, pushing right up between those spotted cheeks and filled her fine booty with those many inches of wyvern cock.

He wasn't dry yet. Already dripping a steady flow of pre into her as he plunged and pounded those fine curves. She couldn't even whimper for him anymore. He was left wondering if she was even conscious for a while, given how little she was responded. Because she actually had fainted. But she woke up in time, starting to deeply moan through gritted teeth. Taking all of his shaft, even as it pressed out against her bulging belly. Outlined in her spots even with her belly swollen like that.

And he just kept going faster. Rocking her body back and forth, letting his pre flow, playing her like a drum as he pounded out a steady beat against her butt. She was tight, but he was fixing that. Stretching her right out like he had her still-gaping pussy. His cum was still pouring from her like an endless fountain as he took her, adding some sloppy noise to the steady slap of underscales against her booty. Bringing her down to an even deeper state of utter brokenness. Fucking her brains out. Figuratively, of course.

Another decisive thrust, and she just faintly groaned. Sounding more like she was half-asleep as she clung to consciousness, impaled on his hole-wrecking dick. He came in her again. Slamming his groin scales to her butt, letting her feel them clenching and churning until he was gushing her even fuller. At least it went to a different place, but that didn't help her be any less round. Swelling out until she had to roll over on her side, kicking her legs uselessly until she was just a sloshing sack of steaming dragon cum. Bred and bloated stupid like a drooling slut. Not that he'd ever call her that.

He wasn't saying much of anything as he withdrew himself from her backside, looming over her a while, turning her onto her side so she could cradle her belly better. It would have been kind of him to give her some time to recover her senses. But the dazed hyena just sounded so tantalizing, so succulent. So she was just going to have to contend with her overstimulation, of all those tingles running through her helpless body while he bared his teeth right above her like he was about to sink them into her belly.

Of course, he wouldn't do that. But seeing that brief moment of he wondering, that doubt in her eyes, it was worth it. His actual plans for her were much gentler. He knew he'd been rough with her. Permitted himself to get carried away. It's what she insisted she wanted him to do, sure. But now she was a gaping, bloated, dripping mess. Her fur all smeared and mattered. Her eyes barely focusing in the same direction. That was a 'yena to be pampered. If not exactly savoured. He wanted her inside him too much to be properly thorough.

"I hope you're ready for a nice long stay, Kee. I'm not putting you in my belly."

She wasn't exactly in a state for a coherent reply. "Wuh?"

He just nodded. "That's right. I'm putting you in my splanch. That'll keep you safe!"

That made her tip her head, and she remembered herself for a moment just to giggle at the unfamiliar but amusing word.

"What's a splaaaaaaaaa-!"

He cut her off by lunging. Snapping her up in his jaws and wrapping his lips around her belly. Whipping his head back in the air, he could have sent her skywards with the momentum but he held on tight. She was sloshing, wobbling, and then soon giggling down right into his gaping gullet as he shoved his tongue between her thighs, and shoved her inside. Slurping all the while, massaging across the gaping holes he'd temporarily ruined. Enjoying just how much she squirmed between his lips and teeth. Even knowing how much she loved this sort of thing, she did such a fine job of acting like real prey. And he was amazed at just how much he enjoyed that feeling. It was even making him hard again.

She was treated to the drooly touch of a wyvern's maw, along with plenty of tongue whipping and smearing all over her soaked fur. Mopping up her sweat, her juices, and plenty of his own cum that had splattered all over her spots. He was fighting with his own indecision, struggling to decide whether to just gobble her down instantly or savour her a while. His solution was somewhere in the middle. He worked her with his tongue, even with his teeth. Tasted her and even just sucked on her. He certainly wasn't biting her, bit pressing them in, just testing how firmly he could press them against her wriggling form. He didn't want to harm her whatsoever, but a little nibbling never hurt anyone.

Another toss of his head, and then she was getting kneaded down his throat. Massaged from all sides, coughing up a bit of cum in the process while it got squeezed out from her sex as well. Kicking her legs about while he shook them down his gullet. He was careful not to swallow too hard, not wanting to be too rough with her bloated middle. But she went sliding down quickly enough anyway. Slimy and slippery all the way inside him as he introduced her to his inner heat. Though he wasn't as warm as dragon's she'd explored. More comfortable.

Her wiggling toes got a final slurp before they disappeared into his rippling gullet. He just sealed his lips back up with a satisfied grin, feeling her bulging her way down his throat, outlined for a time, but hardly stretching him out. Soon she was just a bit of sagging weight in his middle. When she entered what she thought was going to be his belly, she was suddenly in unfamiliar territory. There was none of that sliminess, but for the saliva that came down with her. The air was fresh and totally devoid of any of that usual acidity. And moreover, it was full. Not of food, but of something scaly, something writhing all over her body as soon as she entered. Make that a great many somethings.

A whole swarm of snakes were shifting around within the wyvern's insides, swallowed before her and just waiting for her arrival. They were abruptly, strongly coiling all around her body, coming at her from all sides. There were slender, sultry vipers and bulky, muscular pythons and more. All of them were fixated on her, but they weren't hurting her any. Simply touching, stroking, grinding their sleek scales against her fur. She felt tongues flicking over her spots, taking in her taste, licking away her sweat. And then there were their cocks. She was bombarded with them. Some just grinding, humping at her from tits to toes. Others pushing inside her, doubling up, or tripling in her well-used holes. She sucked and she licked and she was swallowing serpent seed in minutes, while caught up in those many writhing forms.

Amenio just chuckled as he felt all that movement inside him. He was sprawled out on his back, admiring his expanded belly, rubbing his wings over it while he played with his cock. His hind feet were squished around it, pressing inwards with his pads, stroking up and down. It took some flexibility to properly pull off the position, but he knew what he was doing. He just basked in all the movement inside him, using it to fuel his pleasure, huffing and licking his lips. There was plenty of Kee's flavour still there, worth sucking on his tongue just to savour it all.

The memory of how she felt sliding down his throat brought him to a swift orgasm. One he felt surging all through him, just making things a little tighter for Keedee and all the snakes inside her. Not too tight though. He gave them plenty of room to work, and just added some heat to the mix as he covered his own belly with his cum, laying out several more broad ropes over his fluff despite how much he'd already emptied into Kee. The extra warmth just seemed to spur the snakes to further action, driving them wild as they rubbed and slithered for position with the deliciously fuckable hyena.

She was getting filled with cum all over again. Drinking down their jizz as the chamber was permeated with the scent of snake musk. Certainly a pleasant one to her nose. She wondered just what the plan was, given she couldn't sense even the slightest hint of digestion. Amenio was kneading at her, settling down, but she couldn't relax yet. She was getting squeezed, covered, creamed. Pleasured until she weakly came again, having to grip on tight to consciousness to keep from passing out again. It wasn't a huge orgasm, bit with so many flexing, wiggling snakes coming at her at once, so many scents to take in, she was well past overstimulated.

Finally, Amenio gave a few pats to the mass of coils within him, and his prey. "Alright, I think she needs to rest, you guys. You can have more fun later. I'm keeping her a while!"

Though they didn't say anything, the snakes settled down at his command. Setting to just cuddling against her instead of fucking or grinding her. Some of them laying their heads next to hers, or over her chest and belly. Feeling the gurgles as she tried to deal with all that cum in her stomach. Plenty of them were still coiled around her, but they were gentler about it. For the first time since she first set out in desperate search of a hiding spot from the oncoming wyvern, she could finally stop, and breathe. Finally relax all those muscles and let the excitement turn to soothing contentment.

It almost put her to sleep on the spot, but she was roused from oncoming slumber by a sudden thump. Something slapped down beside her, landing on top of one of the snakes, who didn't seem to mind. She groped blindly for it, and soon felt the smooth shape of her own phone. When she touched it, the light from the screen almost blinded her.

"You dropped that! Did it make it down there okay?" Amenio asked, still rubbing at her. "I don't want you to get bored while you're in there! I'll send down some snacks soon! Do you have enough water?"

She blinked. Her eyes were still adjusting, but she shone her phone around the chamber until it reflected off something metal. He'd swallowed down several canteens for her, each full of water. And beside them, there were several pillows stacked up, only slightly drooled on. She couldn't help but giggle, soon developing into a brief but intense cackle.

"Just how long are you planning on keeping me in here?" she asked, shouting her way back up his throat.

She felt him shrug, her body rolling around in the sea of snakes with the motion. "I dunno! A while! You're my prey, after all! So I'm just going to hold onto you until I decide it's time."

He sounded surprisingly assertive about it in those moments, but he undermined it with a more tone, seeking reassurance. "Does that sound good?"

"That seems totally fair to me! You're the predator!"

She grinned, and just tugged a few pillows over. Laying them atop the snakes behind her head, getting cozy in their slithery embrace. She had everything she could possibly need for a nice relaxing stay inside the wyvern. There wasn't a single gurgle to be heard. Whatever a splanch was - she still didn't know! - it wasn't a stomach. Just a comfy holding chamber for keeping his prey captive but unharmed. And undigested. Sometimes it gave a little knead or flex, but otherwise it was dormant.

As for all that cum pumped into her fertile womb, she could think about the consequences of that later. She was sleepy. Exhausted, really. Her body had been fuelling her through so much exertion. So much running and hiding and struggling. And it was finally wearing off. She was coming down from her prey-high. From the rush of being treated like she were food. She didn't need drugs. All she needed was that intense, primal fear. Even if it was faked. Even if it was given to her by the cutest, fluffiest friend around. She was going to have such fun staying there inside him. Hanging out with all his snake friends. And simply enjoying being taken, claimed, and kept by a sweet and friendly predator. She loved how much she enjoyed himself. And she wasn't going anywhere until he said otherwise, content to sag and sway within his belly, sloshing and faintly moaning as she drifted, the sultry sound of hisses lulling her blissfully to sleep.