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A dark cove sat close to the edge of a pier, an old forgotten hideout once used by smugglers in the past century. It had been largely forgotten by locals, and found only by adventurous youths who told stories about a monster lurking in its depths. Of course no one believed them, and only one group knew the truth that sat out on the old dock, a small gathering of three with one tied up in a chair.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" snapped the croc restrained.

"An education," said a komodo dragon, "the school of hard knocks has been lacking in your tuition, Contiello."

"So what, you gonna drown me?! I'm a fucking crocodile you spit-snorting son of a bitch, the fuck's that gonna do to me?!"

"It's not the water you should fear, but what's inside it. Paulie, guard the front of the dock, I want to make this a special occasion."

"You got it, boss!" a lanky lizard saluted.

The Boss wore a trilby on his leathery head and a large trenchcoat round his hulking grey body. The croc was already naked, the cold chill of the sea doing nothing to his bulk as he rocked violently in the chair that clattered its legs on the boardwalk. Paulie was a green lizard in usually a polo shirt with suspenders, though here he had a jacket for the nightly breeze as he stood at the dock entrance.

"Whaddaya want, eh?!" Contiello snapped. "You want my turf, you want my boys, you ain't getting shit!"

"I want you to disappear," the Boss reached into his coat, "you've been causing me quite a headache, what with the Kennesson factory fire and your constant threat to my customers in Almeida."

"I'm the boss of this town, you think the Contiello Family's gonna stand for this?!"

"Without their chief, they won't stand anywhere. Without a funeral, they won't martyr you, and without a martyr, they'll have no crusade. You should be thankful I didn't turn this into a war like you would have, that way far more of your family can live their lives elsewhere."

From his pocket, the komodo produced a small bottle titled "Aphro-D", along with a needle that he drew a small font of pink liquid with, then injected into Contiello. The croc shuddered and tried to rock his chair harder, but it had been nailed to the boards and kept him rigid despite his best frustrations. To the west of the pier was a large looming rock formation, a vast cave with a deep echoing water.

Paulie kept watch at the pier's entrance, admiring the view of the lonesome cape with its high-rise peninsula upon which an old lighthouse once stood. He couldn't remember why, having never paid attention at school, always skipping classes and smoking up behind the bike shed where he began to turn a profit selling to the other teens. He smiled to himself as he pulled out a Lucky Ben, took a long drag in the cold night air, and sighed from the sweet tobacco.

A warm cough escaped him as he looked towards the end of the pier, seeing something shudder from the cove as his eyes lit up with excitement. No one was coming to this dead-end lane, he knew that from the lack of lights on the horizon, not even a wayward traveller mistaking the sixth road over like usual. Paulie skulked round to a small outcropping hidden by the bushes, and unzipped his pants in preparation.

Contiello felt something in his blood, an odd sickening heat from the Aphro-D that made him start to pant, his crotch turn tight and his balls clench with the telltale shudder of arousal. His body and mind fought against each other, his flaccid cock swelled to a hefty 8 inches as the ropes tightened round his struggling limbs.

"F-fuck, what the, what the hell did you do?!"

"My Sweetums likes her men sweet," the komodo chuckled, "I wanted to make sure you enjoyed it too."

"Y-y-you, haaaah...you gonna fuck me or what, you think yer good enough for my dick huh?!"

"Ohoho no, I never go first."

The Boss pulled out a bell and rang it sweetly, causing something from the cavern to snarl with a dreaded hiss that made the croc turn in shock. His eyes turned thin and his shaft grew stiff with a fright at a long shadow slithering through the sea. The waters parted in its wake like a silken blue robe, as Contiello tried to lean away.

"HEY, HEY-EY, WHAT THE FUCK'S THAT?! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

"My special lady," the Boss patted the gator's head, "now don't try to run, my Aphro-D mixture tends to shut down the leg muscles for this sort of thing, but it should give you just enough for a little fun."

"YOU, BASTARD! LET GO OF ME!"

Paulie watched the unfolding scene with a growing grin, slipping his hand down to fiddle with his meat whilst his teeth gripped the cigarette. He loved watching this part of the job, finding an odd visceral pleasure in how the Boss removed those in his way with a clean, healthy alternative. At least, healthy for one creature.

Contiello kicked and struggled as the drug took over, fogging his mind and giving him the most terrible throb that demanded attention. His hard-on grew to its peak, a smile crept over his face and his eyes turned lustful with a panting moans towards the komodo. Once the chemicals set in, the Boss untied him from his chair and lifted up his former rival.

The capo was much stronger than he looked, having spent years carrying bodies out of trunks when he hefted Contiello towards a large writhing mass that crawled onto the dock, and shuddered with a guttural hiss, an enormous, unholy beast the length of two cars that bent the pier. The lizard licked his lips and started pumping, already half-hard from the sight as the crocodile flopped on the deck like a fish.

Despite being free to run, his legs were paralysed with something, his powerful erection now so thick with burning fire, that it turned his thighs to jelly and left him only able to start humping. He frantically masturbated himself, squeezing his hand tight and thrusting his hips against the dock, causing his thick crocodilian tail to slap the boards and make the creature loom above him with a dripping mouth.

"A-AAAH, NNNNGH! D-dammit, you did sumthin' to me!"

"Just helping your body get adjusted," said the Boss, "dinner time, Sweetums."

"N-no, NO! N-noooo-nnnnngh, aaaah...d-don't, d-don't stop...haaah."

Contiello's will turned weaker from something licking across his flesh, tasting his sweat and savouring the induced heat off his body, along with that fat dripping length that sputtered pre on his belly. A tongue slithered over his cock, wrapped round the sceptre and then trailed across his gut, whilst the Boss fondled himself at the sight of his enemy's fate. So too did Paulie, who was pumping faster from behind the bushes with a puffing smoke.

From the lizard's point of view, he saw the crocodile's legs be swallowed up by the creature, whose large tongue pulled Contiello into the mass. Even from the end of the pier, the lookout could hear the sounds of a monstrous gulping, and a pair of jaws close shut on the gator's torso who bucked and thrust all the way down. The last thing Contiello did was suck on the Boss' cock, who rubbed it on his snout while in the jaws of the beast.

"One last show of respect...before I tell your boys that you left town forever."

"M-mmmph...y-y-yeah...just, just gimme that dick."

What Paulie saw through the darkness, was a large black shapeless body from which Contiello's head peeked out of, now sucking off the komodo that stood before him. The croc was enraptured, his mind trapped in a haze of lust as he grinded his hips inside the beastly mouth of the undulating mass.

The gator sucked off his successor, bobbing his head with flared nostrils and groans of ecstasy. The creature however was savouring its meal, the tongue coiling round the entire body and slowly pulling him in until Paulie could see nothing of Contiello. He only disappeared when the komodo came, a hot spurt of cum on the monster's open mouth, all over the crocodile who slipped into the abyss.

"Good boy...and even more a good girl."

A loud gulp rang across the bay, as the darkness settled its shape on the pier. Paulie did his best not to speak, tightening his jaw when he came on the grass in hot spurts of bliss, watching and hearing the twisting bulge of the creature's gut. The lanky guard shivered in delight as his fingers dripped with jizz, his reedy breath rattling as he swallowed his cough from the fumes in his lungs.

"Did you enjoy your meal, princess?" the Boss cooed to his pet. "Yeees, daddy made sure he was nice and loved up, just the way you like it."

A ghastly chitter echoed from the cove, frightening the last spurts out of Paulie before he finished up and went back to his post. He shivered through his tail hearing the Boss play with his beast, as well as imagining the gator down in the deep digesting darkness, where he would disappear from society.

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Several months had passed since Contiello's "retirement", as Paulie drove his superior through the countryside in a sleek brown Portobello 750, an oblong beauty with grinning-face grill and halogen lamps that burned through the sunset. Spring was returning as the lizard dressed down in his suspenders, with a flatcap covering his head.

In the back seat was the Boss still in his trilby and jacket, along with a blue hulking iguana who wore a black leather jacket and had ring piercings in his wattle. Paulie knew where they were driving to, trying to hide his grin as he kept his fingers tight on the wheel, making his way to the old coast.

"Do you know there used to be a lighthouse there?" the Boss pointed out the window. "Carter's Folly, built in the 1820s."

"I heard about that," the iguana nodded, "old-timers round my street said a giant monster destroyed it cuz its foghorn wuz like a mating call."

"Pssht, that's stupid!" Paulie waved his hand from the front. "You gotta be smarter than that if you wanna be ahead of the game, right Boss?"

"Now now," the komodo shook his head, "there is always a nugget of truth in every folk tale. Carter's Folly was destroyed by something, but we'll never know what since journalism back then was rather...what was it you said last week, Paulie?"

"The ink's older than their paper and the lies smell just as bad."

"Hah, hahah, that is so true! Do you read the papers, Gabriel?"

"Nah," the leather-punk shrugged, "my dad wuz one of those who read tabloids and talked shi-uh...stuff, about others, made me not wanna read them."

"Very good," the capo patted him, "you're a sensible lad, despite that issue we had with the deliveries where you made quite a few of our suppliers upset."

"Ohhh god," he palmed his snout, "I'm sorry, I, I'm really sorry, sir, I swear someone told me it was 3am!"

"Ooooh, shifting the blame are ya?" Paulie called from the front. "That ain't gonna look good."

"Y-you, Boss, I...no, you know what." Gabriel heaved his large chest. "I screwed up. They talked to me, I gave the wrong time, so it was my fault. I'm sorry, sir. I'll be much more careful and double-check in future."

"That's good to hear," the komodo nodded, "see, Paulie? What a good lad he is to own up to his mistakes."

"He sure is, boss," the lizard looked in the rear-view mirror, "gotta have honesty in our organisation, right?"

The iguana nodded solemnly, staring deep into Paulie's grinning face with a quiet contempt that the driver couldn't help but smirk at. The sun sank low beneath the horizon, turning the waters to a blood-stained orange as the rising cove became a finger outreached towards the heavens. They reached the dockside at the old sea cavern, the wooden pier stretching over the water kept surprisingly well-maintained as all three stepped out of the car.

Of the three of them, Gabriel was the biggest at a foot taller than the Boss along with enormous arms beneath his jacket. Night was slipping in with a soft chill that rubbed their skin, as Paulie strolled out in front with arms waggling about to embrace the cool breeze.

"Whut is this place?" asked the iguana. "You got some kinda smuggler's cove, boss?"

"It's one that I own, yes," the komodo waved his hand, "though you'll find no gold here."

"Awww. I was hoping you'd be a pirate as well, I loved those books when I was a kid."

"Thought you'd be a comics geek," snorted Paulie, "didn't expect you to like so many words."

"I didn't have any friends, books helped me through a lot."

"Seriously?! You don't look like a nerd."

"Folks assume a lotta things from my appearance."

"And it's nice to have some youthful faces," the Boss rubbed him, "the world is changing, after all, one must learn to adapt, or else be trampled in the rat race."

"Wehhh, well I hope they taught ya how to swim!"

"I hope so too," the komodo walked between them, "Paulie, set up the chair, would you?"

"Yeah sure boss!"

The lizard grabbed the chair from the car boot, a multi-part collapsible thing he would rebuild himself by putting down the legs and nailing them to the boardwalk, then attaching the seat and the headrest proper.

"Theeeere we are! Ready for the test, Gabe?"

"Oh he is," the komodo grabbed Paulie's shoulder, "I just hope you are, too."

"Wait, wha-"

A swift punch clocked him cold as he fell forth on the pier, the back of his skull throbbing as he went unconscious with another punch to make certain.

"Wh-wha, what are ya doing?!" gasped the iguana.

"I know you were not the one who screwed up," said the Boss, pulling out a rope, "Paulie has had this coming a good while, now undress him for me, would you?"

"Uh...s-sir? Really?"

"I know that sounds strange, but trust me. I trusted you, now trust in me."

"Y-...yes, Boss."

The mafioso watched Gabriel pull off the lizard's shirt, sliding off the weedy arms and exposing his bare leathery chest of sinewy muscle, a track runner's body with a circular medallion of some monastic order. The iguana then slipped down Paulie's pants, feeling unnerved for what the Boss' plan was but continued regardless, exposing the driver's dangly cock and thin green balls.

"So uhhh, what's the deal here?" asked the leather-punk. "Why you set up a chair on the dock?"

"Patience, my boy," the komodo grabbed Paulie and put him on the seat, "you will learn soon enough, just wait for Paulie to stir and follow my instructions. Now, have you abstained from self-pleasure like I asked you?"

"Mmmm, yeah? Is that like a test you were giving me or-"

"It makes this part much easier for you." The capo tied the body up. "I expect obedience and respect, both from you and from me. Just as I respect you for owning up to your mistakes, even those that were not yours, you understand that cohesion is needed in this family."

"Well uh...I try, boss," Gabriel rubbed his neck, "you did so much for me, bringing me in out of that bike gang, raising me better than anyone else could."

"I saw potential. It was up to you to make that journey, I simply opened the gate."

"So why'd you bring me here, and not someone who's like, been with you longer?"

"I want to give you a small education about our family, and how we handle business. I feel I can trust you with this, and all you have to do is simply follow my instructions."

"Uuuurrrh," Paulie stirred from his seat, "whuh...who the fuck hit me I-...whah? Boss?!"

"Hello, Paulson."

The lizard tightened up in fear. He was in the chair, already a bad sign, and even worse he was naked. But the most frightening of all was hearing the Boss use his formal name.

"You remember the night when I told you about the deliveries to Tarkev? 2am, the old Huysen warehouse, I was very clear on the time."

"Wh-wh-whuh?! Boss no, I-i did say, I told Gabe, I totally did-"

"3am. You said so on the phone, 3am, at the payphone beside Derringer's, who then informed me about it because he said that was an awful late time for the deliveries."

"Awwww...n-no, I said...awww jeez!" the lizard shuddered. "It was the clocks, they, th-they always confuse me when it's autumn!"

"To which I warned you specifically about, the night before." The komodo tightened his hat. "You thought I would punish Gabriel, and your refusal to own up to your errors that very nearly cost me a partnership with the Turks, is something that sits wrong with me. And that's not even including your debts."

"I was gonna pay 'em, t-tomorrow I swear!"

"Paulson. Look at me."

The lizard looked up with a trembling fear, his eyes growing wide with panic as the waters lapped beneath the dock.

"It wasn't just the Tarkev deliveries. It was the Markiewicz accounts, it was the Palmer Drive incident, it was one of many things that I hoped you would learn from. But time and time again, you refuse to own up to your mistakes."

"I-i never had a chance!"

"I gave you every chance. More than the convent did, who had far worse words for you."

Paulie shrunk down in his chair, feeling the weight of his medal pull down at his neck as the Boss pulled out a syringe. A terrible gleam from the moon wasa cast upon its needle, as he grabbed the struggling lizard and jabbed his neck. So many times Paulie had seen this, the dreaded injection that would change the Boss' enemies to a cock-craving lustful fiend, but somehow knowing this made it much more frightening. His blood tightened up and his ribs contracted with a ghastly sound, as if trying to expel the poison from his body.

Gabriel stood to one side both confused and concerned, watching Paulie fidget in his chair and whimper with anticipation. His flaccid member started to rise with a panting moan, his chest swelling up as his arms twisted behind his back against the ropes, flexing his lean muscular body as if trying to break the chair. The Boss pulled out his little bell, watching Paulie's cock turn harder to a stiffening pulse and a rather cute 6 inches.

"B-boss, boss n-n-no! NO PLEASE I-i-i, I can change, I swear I can, I can ah...m-mmmmph!"

"You can, what?" asked the komodo.

"I-i can...I can...aaaah...d-damn this f-feels weird, my...my balls hurt, they feel so hot!"

"Is that normal?" asked Gabriel, leaning close. "What'd you inject him with?"

"Aphro-D," the Boss tapped his snout, "you can buy this from any adult pharmacy, but my mixture does a little extra, such as disabling the legs on top of stultifying the mind with lustful inhibition."

"Boss, boss, you can't, y-you can't do this!" the lizard whinged. "I'll do anything, I'll clean your car for six months, I'll scrub the gutters, I-i-i'll suck your dick for a year, hell take it even, y-you want my body?! It's all yours, just f-fuck, fuck, don't gimme to Sweetums!"

"Now Paulie, don't debase yourself," the komodo rubbed down his chest, "you make a very handsome meal, Sweetums knows you by now that it'll be like seeing an old friend. She won't make you suffer, I promise you...it will be like sliding into a dark, warm sleeping bag where you'll have the best nap of your life."

"Ah...haaah, n-NNNGH!"

The capo gripped his minion's shaft, squeezing it gently to tease him further and push him close to the edge. The lizard bucked with a desperate cry as pre squirted on the Boss' hand, his cock now so sensitive that the slightest stimulation was a joyful agony. In his other hand, the Boss rang his bell, a soft tinkling splendour that froze Paulie's heart and confused Gabriel further. Then they heard it, a dreadful hiss and a splashing of water from the cavern beneath Carter's Folly.

"Wh-whuh, whut wuz that?!" gasped the iguana.

"My dear Sweetums," said the komodo, "now don't be alarmed, she is much friendlier than she looks, and she obeys me completely."

"NO, NO NO NO, NO!" the lizard kicked his chair still bolted to the dock. "I-i don't...I...haaah, f-fuck I'm so hard!"

"She can help you with that, Paulie. You know she has a wicked tongue, she knows you've been watching her eat the past few months. I think it's only fair that you get to be next."

"What...what's she gonna...mmmph...ohhh god dammit I'm so hard, h-help me out boss!"

"In due time. Wouldn't want to deprive Sweetums of her favourite cream, now would we?"

Gabriel backed up slightly when he saw something move through the water, a long creeping knife cutting through the surface with a silver gleam and a black shadow stretching behind it. His fear grew and his tail straightened when the waters parted, and the pier shook with a beastly energy, causing the iguana to wobble.

Paulie knew it was futile to run, but the moment the Boss untied him he still tried out of instinct despite his legs completely shutting down. He crawled on the pier, his shaft rubbed against the varnished wood and caused him to sputter more pre, before he had to roll on his back and start jerking himself off to get the lust out of him. The Boss however grabbed both his hands and pulled them up with a shake of his head, as they watched Sweetums emerge from the dark lagoon.

The newest recruit almost fell back on his rear when the giant splash of some monstrous being salted the deck, staining the Boss' coat as he smiled at the fiend. There they saw Sweetums, a grand sea serpent with a long silver body that glowed in the moonlight, with a sharp arrow-pointed head, razor-sharp fins down her back and several more along her sides.

"Wh-...what the fuck," Gabriel whispered.

"Sweetums, dinner time!" the Boss smooched at her. "You remember Paulie, don't you? Now's the time for his resignation."

"A-a-aaah, ohhh!" the lizard whimpered. "A-AAAH, AAAH j-just please, lemme cum, I-i need it, oh GOD lemme cum!"

"Don't worry Paulie, just let her help you...she's very good at pleasing men."

The large beast moved onto the dock, the wooden boards bending with a groan as she coiled around Paulie, before propping him up in her muscular scales. He had not been this close to her in months, but still he forgot how large she was by a good 30 feet, the length of a city bus, and just as hungry for permanent passengers.

The cold, moist leather was strangely reassuring when his body felt on fire, his shaft twitching close as the serpent opened her jaws wide to expose a row of sharp teeth, and a deep mouth of succulent dark ruby big enough to fit an entire fridge. A long terrible hiss filled their ears as she loomed above Paulie, casting a shadow across the pier with her dripping fangs drooling on his head.

She slipped down towards him and licked across his chest with a large tongue the size of a pitchfork. She slurped up to his chin and made strangely pleasant sounds, her venomous eyes piercing him with a feral gaze before she went down to his length. Her forked tongue was a blissful relief, as Paulie lost himself in the depths of pleasure and sputtered hot pre on her face, from her cold appendage dragging over his meat.

The moment she tasted him, the lizard started to hump against her face, whimpering with glee as he pumped his member between the forked tips. The monster was patient and oddly gentle, letting Paulie facefuck her with a ravenous hunger that matched her own, his hands gripping her smooth head as he whapped his thighs against the monstrous snout, his tail writhing against her coils and his pre smothering over her tongue.

"Holy shit," the iguana staggered, "you...wh-what thuh hell is this, Boss?"

"My beloved girl," the Boss stroked her calmly, "this is how I deal with those who fail me, as well as rivals who get too big for their britches. I'm not a sadist, you understand, I always make certain that they enjoy their last moments."

"Last...moments, so it, uh-"

"She."

"R-right, so uh...she's gonna...do him in?"

"Somewhat." The komodo unzipped his pants. "But not before we give him a good sendoff. Undress for me, would you Gabriel? Don't worry, you already proved yourself, you're walking away with me unharmed, I just want you to enjoy this as much as me."

The newcomer was nervous but dared not defy him, slipping down his jeans to expose a hefty pair of fat blue plums, whilst quietly admiring the Boss' own thick testes of a dark heavy grey. The komodo did not remove his shirt or hat, walking closer to Paulie who was bounced softly in the creature's scales, whilst Sweetums kept licking over his chest and pressed his cock between her tonguetips.

The lizard fed her all his precum, gushing like a broken faucet as he struggled to resist, tried to fight the urge but Sweetums was too good, too strong to resist with her wily tongue that curled round his sceptre, and pulled it in towards her great maw. His eyes opened wide at the eternal abyss, that crimson cavern with a misty fog that washed over his face.

"H-h-hhhohhh jeez," Paulie whispered, "I...d-damn. This is what it looks like."

"Beautiful, isn't she?" The Boss stroked her large head. "I've known her since she was a hatchling, in a way I'm her father, when I found her washed up in the cove and nurtured her. Now she's my most loyal companion, unwavering in faith and love."

"Haaah...she's uh...she's really good at pleasin' me."

"And you will please us too, with your body in turn."

He motioned Gabriel over who shuffled nervous towards the sea serpent, who paid him no mind as she kept slurping over Paulie's meat with a flickering tongue, edging him closer to his climax before both males stepped up with their cocks out. Paulie's lust was palpable as he nuzzled the Boss' girth, taking a deep breath before he sucked on the head with gentle pants, whilst wrapping a hand round Gabriel's to stroke him off.

"O-ohhhh shit," the iguana gasped, "this...I-i was not expecting this."

"Welcome to the family," the Boss chuckled, "don't be afraid to be a bit rough, Paulie won't mind where he's going."

"M-mmmm, mmmhhhmmm, m-mmmhhh!"

The lizard bobbed his head on the meaty girth, the back of his mind surprised that he was sucking off his employer, but the front only obsessed with the urge to get off at any cost. The taste was nice and thick, the komodo's length sat on his tongue with such weight it excited him to think of being fucked by it. Paulie closed his eyes and grabbed the Boss' rear, swallowing as much as he could before he choked with fingers squeezing at the cheeks, causing the capo to chuckle at such rampant lust.

"That's a good boy," he stroked his head, "the one job you can finish clean."

"Haaaah, d-damn," Gabriel squirmed in the lizard's grip, "never thought I'd be getting laid tonight, haha!"

"Any time we do this, rest assured we will be. Take it in, Gabriel. Savour it. Savour his last moments in absolute bliss."

It was then that Paulie came, painting himself in hot spurts that Sweetums lapped up, or allowed to coat her face with unblinking eyes as she savoured the thick cream. The lanky lizard cried in relief with a muffled sound rumbling down the Boss' shaft, as the komodo pushed him down to the hilt with a deep-throating once just to relish that sweet choking sound.

Once he let him off, it was Gabriel's turn to get sucked as Sweetums cleaned herself up with a long lick of her tongue swiping over her features, then glazed over Paulie's body with a line of warm spit. The lizard bobbed on the sapphire meat, finding a less-salty taste than that of the Boss but also a thicker chub that filled his tongue nicely. The iguana bucked his hips with a grunt and eyes closed, forgetting briefly the giant serpent that made leathery groans with each shift of her body.

Despite his orgasm, Paulie still remained hard as Sweetums hugged him tight, turning herself round to keep his head on Gabriel's dick but also pleasure the lizard with a squeeze-and-rub of his aching member between her coils. With her meal now sandwiched in her body, she stretched him out like a plank and slipped her head round to his feet. A warm breath tickled over his soles as she opened her jaws wide and retracted her teeth, being careful not to harm the lizard when she chomped softly on his legs.

"Gooood girl," the Boss stroked himself and walked up beside Gabriel, "enjoy your meal, would you like some of daddy's special cream?"

A strange purr came from the snake and the iguana almost thought he saw a smile in her cold, dead eyes. But Paulie's mouth was so ravenous for his cock that it kept him distracted, as his precum built up in the lackey's mouth which only made him more hungry from the pumping thrusts of his snout. The leather-jacket punk hissed with excitement, feeling his orgasm hit close from Paulie's slobbering tongue as the Boss jerked off on his former employee.

"It's alright," he whispered to Gabriel, "let go...fill him up for my baby girl."

"HAAAGH! N-NNNNGH! AAAAH SH-SHIT!"

As the males pleasured themselves before Paulie, the lean mean lizard felt his legs being devoured by Sweetums. Her throat expanded to almost 6-feet wide, tensing like a rubber hose to slide down his feet as his toes brushed the slimy walls and her tongue stroked against his knees. Her jaw tightened in a clutching motion, pulling herself along with a gaping maw that slurped up his tail against her palate, then swallowed his thighs to wrap his trembling staff into a moist sinking tunnel.

The serpent's head came closer towards them, her eyes pulsing with hunger as her jaws kept unfolding to catch Paulie's skin and crawl her way up his body. Her maw hugged his chest, but his arms were still out in front when they grabbed at Gabriel's legs to keep him steady, feeling the trembling shudder of his replacement's climax.

"A-AAAGH! HAAAAAH, f-fuck yeah, take it all you sexy-nnnnph!"

"Ready for your resignation, Paulson?" the Boss shivered, jerking faster.

"MMM, GLRRRK!" Paulie swallowed every drop before panting wide. "Y-yes, yes Boss, please, g-gimme it!"

"H-here it...c-comes, HAAAAH!"

The komodo dragon arched his feet with a hefty throb before splattering Paulie's face with rich capo seed, drizzling his open mouth in tasty ropes of white that he gulped down. The lackey was in rapture, his body shivered from the taste of both males mixing on his tongue whilst Sweetums' mouth widened around his head, as Paulie's shaft grinded against the bottom of her gullet.

Before he would go down, he was offered both dripping cocks to clean up proper whilst the serpent waited patient. Of course she savoured her meal, suckling her throat round Paulie's body and enjoying his salty flavour before she closed her jaws round his neck. The lizard whimpered with eyes rolled up as he slurped both Gabriel and the Boss, giving one last suck to each before Sweetums consumed his head, and in turn sucked both of them.

"Gooood baby girl," the Boss sighed, stroking her head, "did you like our old friend?"

A deafening gulp signalled yes as she purred once more, a low hissing tone that instinctively worried Gabriel despite her exceptional skill at pleasuring their shafts. The deep bass swallow was both frightening and arousing, the iguana twitching back to full hardness with her clever tongue and wily flicks against his balls.

"O-o-ohhh, shit," he panted, "how the hell is she-g-gah!"

"I trained her well," the Boss chuckled, being sucked alongside him, "she loves the taste of men, as do I quite frankly."

"Do we just...let her keep going?"

"Well...what would you like, Sweetums? You want daddy's milk?"

She seemed to understand as she offered the tail-end of her body, showing two holes of a tight scaly pucker and a dripping pink vent. Watching the sea creature shift her 30-foot body, Gabriel felt like he was a cast-away voyager in a movie, trapped with a monstrous seductress that nudged him aside and hooked him with her tail, as if snarling an order.

"Ohhh, look at that," the Boss kept thrusting. "She wants you to lick her."

"M-me?!"

"You better do what she says, one must never keep a lady waiting."

Gabriel grimaced in confusion as she flaunted her pussy, a moist scaly slit that drooled with clear juices onto his feet. The iguana looked over to the rest of her body, seeing the form of Paulie slither down and widen her belly with a muffled moan and a twisting bulge. He reached out a hand to stroke her body, watching the lizard writhe under his fingers with a shuddering delight towards his end.

The iguana gripped Sweetums' tail and smooched over her vent, nuzzling across the lips with bated breath before licking her sweet flowering folds and finding the strangest taste of a hard-salted raspberry. He found it rather exciting, his cock still stiff from adrenaline at getting to pleasure a deadly sea beast, when his tongue slipped inside and sucked rich from her nectar.

The Boss kept thrusting in Sweetums' mouth, watching Paulie disappear into her stomach with wondrous sounds of gurgling pops and groaning creaks of her muscles. She spread herself out a little more to let her new meal digest easier, as well as to give her master a good view of the bulge fattening the centre of her body.

The mafioso stroked over her sweet leather head as she sucked him off, curling her tongue beneath his balls and swallowing his whole crotch to savour all of the komodo's taste. He laughed at her playful sucks as she pretended to eat him, rubbing her head more and thrusting against her snout to feel her tongue curl round his member.

"Ohhhh sweetie," he gasped, "still hungry, are you? Perhaps you want me in your other end, while we sit up against that lovely meal?"

The serpent pulled back to leave his crotch covered in drool, licking up towards his face and nuzzling him happily, before pushing him towards her tail alongside Gabriel still eating her out. The new lackey was lost in her taste, slurping deep until his snout was buried in her snatch and dripping over his face with lustful growls. His tongue flicked across her rippling walls that squeezed down on him tighter, as if trying to swallow him up in turn as Gabriel lost himself in her allure.

The creature pumped her vent on his face with hefty slaps, turning more wet by the second as he sucked and slobbered into her deepest folds with a spiralling tongue to extract all of her sweetest juices. His shaft trickled with pre once again, and it was only when the Boss stepped up beside him once more, that he motioned Gabriel aside.

"Let's have her adjust to get comfy, yes?"

"Uhhh, s-sure," the iguana smirked, "damn she tastes good."

"She feels even better to make love to."

His smile grew with a wicked gleam as Sweetums wrapped her body round both of them, pushing them up against her stomach where they sat on Paulie's form still squirming within, his bulge now shivering in ecstasy. She then offered her tail-holes to them, which the Boss took gladly as he slid his cock into her tight ass.

"Ohhhhh, Sweetums," he sighed, "ohhhh that's a good girl, you like daddy inside you?"

She trembled in glee from the penetration as he pushed into her pucker, feeling the scales part round his spear before clenching down tight to suck him strong. The Boss gestured to Gabriel to do the same, who rubbed over the pussy with his halberd and slipped inside just as easily. A loud moan came from a single breath, as the iguana started pumping alongside his boss and feeling a strange lukewarm depth hug round his meat, from the truck-sized serpent.

"OHHH! J-jeez that...haaah!"

"Beautiful, isn't it?" the Boss sighed. "And all the while she digests her meal, can you feel it Gabriel? Paulie's getting restless, probably pumping himself to one last show before he sleeps forever."

"H-he...is he really going...forever?"

"Yes. And he made my girl very happy, like a good meal should."

The komodo chuckled as they kept fucking the serpent, her tail twitching from the two cocks that began alternating their thrusts like a piston to give her extra pleasure. The Boss savoured the somewhat-dry hole, a leathery sheath to stuff to the balls with each slap, whilst Gabriel's hefty smacks turned wetter with each plap, causing Sweetums to writhe in a soft undulation that bumped their butts and made them feel Paulie squirm.

Inside her body, the lizard was wrapped in blissful darkness as he pumped his shaft with stuttering groans. The ride down had been a strangely pleasurable experience, like toothpaste squeezed through a tube in a long, slow descent before he splashed into a tight little dungeon, with a shallow pool of acid. The tingling creep against his naked flesh excited him, the Aphro-D's effects robbing all sense of survival as he pumped with such feverish yearning, that saliva dripped from his teeth.

He could hardly speak for what little air was left in her belly, causing Paulie to turn light-headed and further increase his desire. He arched his back and pressed his shoulders against her pulsing walls, so tight that they hugged his arms against his body and gave him barely any room to roll against his side, or allow him to fuck her muscular folds. His breaths turned funny and his moans grew loud enough for the Boss to hear, which made both him and Gabriel pant in excitement.

"[i]F-f-fuck...fuck...ohhh...B-boss...th-thank you fer this...s-so fuckin' good, gonna jus-A-AAAAH! AAAAAARGH![/i]"

The last sound the lizard made would be heard by all of them, as Paulie jerked to his climax and splashed his seed all over himself as well as Sweetums' gut, staining himself with extra cream just the way she liked it. Exhaustion overtook him as he stared down at himself, too dark to see his own hand as his eyes slowly faded, his lungs tightened with fatigue and a sleepiness took over his brain. The lizard drifted off into his dreams, his body succumbed to the serpent's folds that sucked at his flesh and he gurgled with anticipation.

Outside of her body, Sweetums slapped her tail against the Boss and Gabriel, pumping their lengths with a guttural sound whilst they felt Paulie stop moving. The bulge settled and became well-behaved food, which only made the komodo spurt faster into his beloved beast, smacking his hips against the fattened belly with each whack of his thighs. Her hole puffed in clenching pulses in time to his rhythm, the walls of her anal passage rippling back and forth to squeeze all down his dick and up to the head once more.

The monster hissed with a growing pleasure that further wettened the iguana's spear, who drilled her faster until his crotch was soaked with serpent jizz. He grinded against her rosy folds that trembled like harp strings, her sultry lips sucked the root of his cock as they both grabbed her large tail and hammered to their climax.

Almost together they came through with a double-barrelled load, pumping their thick male seed into her luscious depths as Sweetums sighed in a mutual glee. She grinded her holes against their sceptres to milk them dry, feeling their balls tighten and press flat on her scales with each spurt of their milk.

"Ohhhhhh yes," the Boss stroked her, "good girl...such a good girl, you make daddy so proud every day."

She sensed his joy and slipped her head close to him, nuzzling his face and giving smooches with her forked tongue that, while was too large to kiss him proper, she tried her best to flicker over his open lips. Gabriel slumped down and off her belly, pressing his head to the gurgling mass that once had been Paulie. The former minion was digested without a fear, the soft sounds of a happy moan still coming through in his last moments as the cum-slathered lizard soon turned silent, and the popping squelch of acid juices swallowed him up.

"Shit," the iguana gasped, "he...he's really gone."

"And now you know the secret to my success," the Boss rubbed Sweetums' head, "now, since you are promoted to Paulie's position, I'll have to give you his schedule once we get back."

"Alright, uh...sure. Damn, I uh...should I feel bad?"

"Do you, Gabriel?"

"I...n-no. To be honest, Paulie was kind of a...well a, a jerk."

"And I don't tolerate that," the komodo stood up and retrieved his pants, "now come on, back to the car, say goodbye to Sweetums as well, you'll be seeing her again to deal with others."

"Right." The leather-jacket punk stood up and straightened himself with a confused bow. "I uh...goodbye ma'am, it wuz uh...a real pleasure meeting ya."

She flicked her tongue in a gentle respect, tasting his scent once more before she slipped back into the water. As they put on their pants, they watched Sweetums slither through the waves and back to her cove, hiding in darkness as she had done for many years where she would wait her next meal. The iguana picked up Paulie's clothes and headed back to the car, the Boss driving himself out and back to the city with his new obedient minion.