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Kret has had a crappy life. Being a kobold living in the world of humans, she had always been an outsider. People always treated her as if she had not been a person herself. She had been many things in her life--an asset, a fuck toy, a slave--but today marks the lowest of the low for her, because today, apparently, she is going to be an entree.

Vijaya, the kobold crime boss, cackles in his seat at the type of the indoor amphitheater. His masked compatriots watch with lust in their eyes at the stunning display before them as the exotic hermaphrodite lamia servant Aelis used her charming hypnotic dance and her will-sapping venom to make a cock sleeve out of the poor kobold. But now, the time for the dance has come to an end, and Vijaya calls down to the spent and tired Kret. "Did you honestly think that you would be able to survive making a fool out of me? You're so lowly, I'm almost disgusted to even let Aelis have her way with you. But, my dear pet likes what she likes, and she deserves to have her treats." He snaps his fingers, signaling the end of his speech.

Aelis's tail slowly constricts around Kret's body, squeezing her hard enough to keep her from squirming free from her grip. Her male organ flops out, spent from its latest ejaculation into the kobold, and Kret feels her stomach churn just thinking about what's coming up next. "So, what...? You enjoy your meals with a little cream filling!?" She says, barking up at the Lamia.

Aelis's hauntingly beautiful, yet alien face smiles down upon the kobold as her tail lifts her plaything up. Large, nearly all black eyes reflect the image of the pet she has in her snare. She runs a finger along the kobold's brow ridge, but Kret responds by spitting in her eye.

Aelis recoils, rubbing her eye free of the kobold saliva. As she does, her tail constricts around Kret's body, squeezing her arms closer to her torso and bunching her shoulders up far too close together. The poor little condemned kobold lets out a little squeak of pain as the first bits of soreness comes from the compression, but soon, Aelis relents on the constriction, allowing her to breathe once more.

The lamia brings Kret to her face, her long tongue now licking over what's left of the spit on her face as she looks the kobold into her eye.

"Oh, don't take this personally," Vijaya speaks out. "Aelis never really had feelings for you. That passionate lovemaking that you believed the two of you had? That was just her playing to the crowd. In fact, she's let me know, in her own way, that she doesn't like to play with her food, at least not in that manner."

"Ah, so this won't be a heartbreak for you, will it?" Kret says, squirming in her grip. Kret is used to getting out of tight spots, but the complete control that Aelis has mixed with the lingering bits of the venom in Kret's systems makes escape seem almost impossible. Almost, but it can't be. This is not how her story ends. Kret will never allow that.

"Well? You gonna say something?" Kret shouts, leaning in. "You gonna eat me?" She barks. She kicks around, struggling in her futility, and she continues shouting at her. "Why don't you get it over with, if you don't care, huh? If it was all a lie, if what little comfort I felt working for this piece of trash you call your master was nothing more than you putting on a show for sweaty perverts, just do it already and end me!"

Kret shouts so loud, she makes her own ears ring and a warmth trickles down along her cheeks. For a moment, she doesn't understand what's happening, but when the trickle creeps its way into her mouth and along her tongue, the salty taste is enough to tell her the truth.

Kret lowers her head, her vision going blurry, not from Aelis's grip on her and not from the pain she has endured since that bastard bard left her, but the same pain that she felt that started this adventure in the first place. Even if it was just a drug-induced fever dream. Even if Aelis never really cared for her. For a scant few minutes of her life, Kret was not a useless piece of trash. Kret was a person--an equal--to someone else. And to that person, she had become a lover.

Kret hiccups as the floodgates break, the tears flowing down her body as her sobbing takes the better of her.

Aelis stares wide-eyed at the creature before her, and then looks back up to her master, her brows furrowing in worry and in a distraught misunderstanding.

Vijaya growls and scratches the arms of his chair. "What a pathetic display," he says. "You know, I'm glad we here in Calin do not see a person's race, or else you'd make all kobolds look weak and pathetic as you." He leans back and sighs, running a hand through his crown of feathers. "Ah, but no matter, as the crying will stop, one way or another.

Please, Aelis, give the trash what it wants."

Aelis nods to her master and turns back toward Kret. She lets her serpentine tongue slide out and press against the kobold's scales. With slow, methodical movements, she licks over the tear-stained cheeks, slurping up the salty substance off of her.

Kret blinks the bleariness out of her eyes, letting more tears

spill forth. As they roll down, Aelis catches them as well. Kret shakes her head, trying to pull away from her, but Aelis squeezes her tighter, letting her cry out once more with more tears escaping from her face. This only encourages the lamia more, and Aelis's tongue goes from one cheek to the other, lapping up the tasty treat and turning even Kret's biggest moment of weakness into another farce.

When the lamia seemingly has her fill of the kobold's tears, she then takes another finger and traces along her ridge. Kret watches with one eye open, wincing at her touch now. No magic and no strength means that she's totally under the snake's sway, and words have no effect on halting Aelis's course. So now, Kret can only watch and whimper as her fate comes to her.

But as Aelis's touch goes around the back of her skull and then

outlines around her jaw, Kret feels the fire burning inside her once again. "I hope," she growls, her voice hoarse from her crying. "I hope that you choke on me, you stupid bitch."