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The air was hot and humid; then again, that was the usual weather in the jungle. But still, it was making Richard sweat so much, huge globs of sweat were dripping off the explorer’s face in rivers. they went into his eyes and stung them, they went into his ears and blocked them… He shook his head, trying to clear it of the accumulated sweat. This sent his long brown hair whipping across his face. Great, he thought, not only am I lost, but if this keeps up, I might die of dehydration. He needed to find water, and fast.

On and on he dredged through the underbrush, consulting the map he had acquired at a local village. It was supposed to be accurate, but right now he had lost any and all semblance of direction. If his position were true, he should have already been out, or at least at the Amazon river itself. Then he could either find or make a boat and follow it to the ocean. It was a mighty detour, but there wasn’t much of a choice. Dangerous animals roamed the forest, and more than once he heard the snap of a twig, signaling him the presence of something nearby. Plus, his fervor for exploring the forest had all but vanished.

Richard had wanted to see the world, and now that he had finally gotten enough money, he paid himself a nice trip to the Amazon rainforest to see it in real life. But after a couple of wrong turns here and there, he was hopelessly lost in the jungle. He didn’t panic, however, because that never improved the situation. His best bet was to keep heading East and hopefully emerge on the other side back into a populated area. Food wasn’t a problem, he had rations in his bag. But his water gourd had sprung a leak. And given how much water he had lost through sweat alone, his reserves were running out.

A trickling sound caught his attention, and he recognized it as running water. Finally, he thought. And with a last effort he ran towards the source of the sound to see a small river with clear water, about a meter wide. Forgoing the idea of drinking properly, he dunked his entire head underwater and gulped the refreshing water. At once his strength returned, his vision cleared, and his hearing improved. This river was truly a small miracle. In fact, why not enjoy it while it lasted? Richard knew that piranhas wouldn’t attack such a large target as him, it was just an urban legend that they would devour a human. Most likely they ate prey that was about their size. So really, he was quite safe right here.

The explorer dropped his bag and started stripping. No one was around, and he would feel better after this makeshift bath. Off came the sticky shirt, the muddy boots, the filthy pants. Once all the clothes had come off, he slowly dipped his legs in the river. He was a tall man, but not very muscular. A small gut came forward, covered in a very light dusting of chest hair. The same could be said about his arms and legs, none had really developed a decent amount of hair, unlike some of his friends back home. And when he saw all those hairy men, he would often feel jealous. Of course, he had made peace with his body, but it was still a sore point for him.

Further and further into the river he went, and then he let himself fall backwards for a refreshing dive into the water. All the while thinking himself safe and alone; which was only partially true. From behind a large tree, curious eyes observed the human frolic about in the water. They belonged to what looked like another man, well-tanned and sporting a full black beard, long black hair tied into a ponytail with a vine, and a moustache that covered his lips. A tongue darted out and wet his lips, showing teeth slightly more pointed than average. He wore no clothes, leaving his bare chest and arms exposed to the elements. They were muscular, and with an abundance of hair. But what came after the torso was definitely not human. Instead of having two legs, there was only a snake tail. The scales were a dark green that blended well with the environment, which slowly transitioned to a paler shade on the underbelly. A white line that began on the small of his back traveled the length of the tail, all the way to the tip, with smaller offshoots coming out on the sides. The tail was thick, about sixty centimeters across, and almost rippling with power. No doubt could it be used to crush prey, but this time the naga had other plans for this particular prey…

After about ten minutes of jumping in and out of the water, Richard reluctantly decided it was time to move on. However, it would be a good idea to stay close to the stream and follow it. Rivers had to flow into the ocean, right? It could be his ticket out of here. He waded back toward his clothes and bag, but stayed a bit on the riverbank to let himself dry off in the sun. He closed his eyes and let the warm rays caress his face, but a sudden movement on the other side of the river jolted him back to reality. It was still a jungle, and he was naked, and there could be dangerous predators lurking around. He quickly stood up, and started to get dressed, but a voice made him stop.

“Please don’t leave.”

This was unexpected. He was expecting something that would bite, growl, squawk or make any other sort of animal sound. But another voice? And a deep male voice too. Turning around, he could see a man slowly coming out of the bushes. And what a man indeed… But how did he get there? And is he not wearing any clothes? This was both arousing and confusing. Richard could only gape as this mysterious figure came out.

“I’ve never seen you before… You’re new.”

He said it so matter-of-factly, like a new kid at school. This was even more confusing to the explorer, who just sheepishly stood while covering up his modesty with his pants. There were a ton of questions tumbling around in his mind, but the only one that he could manage was:

“Do you… live here?”

At this the other man’s eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

“Oh yes, I have a treehouse above! I made it myself,” he added with pride in his voice. And indeed, when he looked up, Richard could see a wooden construction in the canopy spanning several trees. It was very awe-inspiring.

“Why do you hide yourself with that?” the man said, pointing to the pants Richard was still holding up to cover his private parts. This was all surreal. He never expected to meet another human in the Amazon that spoke English so well (he had avoided the parts where native tribes still existed). None of it made sense, unless…

“Oh, are you one of those hermits who have decided to abandon society and live in nature?”

There was a beat of silence from the stranger, who looked as confused as Richard felt.

“Hermit? Society? What is all this?”

“What do you mean, you don’t know what those are? Were you born in the jungle?” The question was odd, but not as odd as everything that was happening right now.

“Well, yeah. I mean, where else would you come from?”

“Wha- This is insane… You were born here? And you survived this whole time? Woah…”

“Well, life in the jungle is tough, but once you figure out the jaguars it gets easy.” And again, there was this note of pride in his voice. Starting to feel a little less creeped out, Richard decided to introduce himself.

“I’m Richard, by the way. Richard Kennelly. What’s your name?”

“I’m Seris.” And with that, the man drew out of the bushes – revealing his long green serpent tail.

“WHOA!”

“Don’t be afraid… there’s nothing to be afraid of. If I had wanted to eat you, in case you were wondering, why would I first strike up a friendly conversation?” Seris was right, of course. If he really wanted to eat Richard, revealing himself was not exactly the best way to do it. A new kind of calm settled on Richard’s body, one that left him almost tingling with pleasure. His hand dropped, letting the pants fall to the ground and revealing his soft cock and flabby belly. Seris lowered himself into the water, crossing it at a leisurely pace. The water flowed over his scales in mesmerizing patterns and before Richard could even notice, they were right in front of each other.

Seris drew himself up a bit, so that Richard had to look up towards him. The ponytail swished from behind and landed gracefully on Seris’ left pec, accentuating the muscle lying underneath. The naga (for that was what Richard recognized him as) slowly circled around him, taking long deep whiffs of Richard’s skin. The tracks the nose left were slightly ticklish, and more than once there was a stifled giggle from the explorer, but otherwise he remained rooted to the spot, while the naga finished his round, leaving him trapped between a coil and a hard place.

“You smell too clean, Richard… You wouldn’t last long in the wilderness like that. Come with me, stay for a bit.” There weren’t any flaws in that reasoning that Richard could detect. Somewhere in his head, a voice was crying to not trust this naga, but even if he wanted to, he couldn’t take his eyes of this gorgeous specimen… In fact, the mere movement of the naga towards the river made him move forward. And so they moved back across the river, the massive coil pulling him along.

Once safely on the other side, the naga made another pass around him, but this time his hands roamed around Richard’s body, caressing and massaging the helpless man who could only moan and mewl at the touch. Now with two loops around the body of the explorer, Seris came back and left a quick kiss on his “prey’s” lips, just enough for him to focus on it and ignore the fact that his feet had left the ground and they were now headed towards the treehouse Seris had built for himself. The climb was punctuated by slight moans of pleasure from Richard, who loved the feeling of having the naga’s coils around him, and Seris pausing the ascent to give a quick kiss before climbing the tree again.

Eventually, the pair finally emerged through a leafy trapdoor in what appeared to be the sleeping quarters; it mostly consisted of a slight depression in the floor, with pelts, feathers and other objects collected from the local denizens of the rainforest to make this area look as comfortable as possible. Richard was gently deposited in the center, and the coils unfurled, sliding across his body to make him mewl some more. Then they rearranged themselves all around him in a dizzying motion. Seris’ chest was nowhere to be found, until it just materialized out of thin air in front of him once again. That left Richard staring at the rock-hard abs of his host, with faint scar lines crossing them. For the explorer, it was getting harder and harder to think.

“There we are… Nice and cozy. Now, I can help with your survival in the jungle. What you need, is to become something like a beast. You spend too much time relying on your coverings, on your food storage. And even your body doesn’t seem fit for taking on harsh environments. Wherever you come from, you must not get challenged every day…” Through the haze in his mind, Richard remembered his life. Little bits and pieces, like the drudgery through school, his first job, his lousy apartment… There were challenges, but not anything that would tax the body. Heck, he even promised for his third year in a row that he would go to the gym, and failed to deliver on that promise.

“There were… obstacles… to my happy life” he mumbled. Seris’ arms were around him, embracing him as though he was something that had to be protected.

“I see… You wanted to stay in your home, deep down. Find someone who would be expecting you at home, when they come back from the hunt.”

“Yes… Come back from the hunt…”

Seris dropped his voice to a whisper, knowing that the creature was so far gone in his hypnotic state that it would take him a while to snap out of it. He lowered himself and spoke so close to his ear his lips were brushing against it.

“You want to be mine, don’t you? You want to be the one who greets me home? You want to be a beast?”

“Mmmrf… Yes… Oh fuck yes… Please…” The pleasure was reaching levels never felt before for Richard. It was almost intoxicating, and it was so, so turning him on. Already his shaft swelled with blood, and strained between his belly and Seris’. His whole body was demanding the attention from the one so close to him. Seris placed his hand on Richard’s cheek and closed his eyes, seeming to concentrate. The area around his hand blossomed with heat, and slowly stubble started to grow out of his cheek. It was faint, at first, but it quickly darkened and thickened. The same treatment was then applied to the other side of his face, for an even growth. The naga knew limited nature magic, but this wasn’t too bad. Besides, he was better at hypnosis than the rest. He would bring out the beast within Richard.

For Richard, however, he was somewhere in heaven. This god had blessed him with pleasure, a beard, and a place to stay. It was truly glorious. In fact, he could barely restrain himself when he growled and brought Seris in for another kiss, but this time it lasted longer than the previous, playful ones he had gotten. This time it was hungry, lustful, and maybe even predatory a bit. Seris was a bit surprised at this reaction, but finally he relented and returned the favor. His tongue explored the inside of Richard’s mouth, wrestling with his twin there, all while the growing beard entangled itself in the naga’s.

Seris’ body was reacting to the lust; his coils, loosely spun around his nest, started to draw closer and closer. Something was happening in his midsection, right where the human part ended and the snake part began. A small slit opened up, pushed open by two objects protruding from within. As they came out, it was clear that those were Seris’ dicks. The were pointed, the tips oozing pre, as they mingled with Richard’s lone one. The two started humping slightly against each other, rubbing themselves to feel more pleasure… though for Seris, it was also to let his musk permeate into his prey’s skin, further marking him as his own.

Richard’s mind was consumed by the urges of lust and sex. He could barely recall his old life, and he could only see his future as the new boy toy of Seris… his mate. The explorer’s hands roamed down the chest in front of him, feeling the hard muscles there, before finding the junction between human and snake. It felt so smooth… there was hardly a difference between the two textures. And then there were the cocks. Long, narrow and pointed, they felt unlike everything Richard had ever seen. They were slick with pre, and maybe something else… but as they kept sliding on his belly, it grew larger. Slowly, and in increments, but soon he felt a lot more bloated than before.

Meanwhile, Seris trailed his hands all over his body, making hair appear all over it. It covered his chest, leaving a treasure trail leading into his groin; it covered his arms, going all the way to his wrists and the back of his hands, even his knuckles had some hair on them; it covered his legs, making them seem like they were covered in fur. It felt so good… His mate had finally given him the body of his dreams.

Seris felt that Richard’s body was ready. The bloated chest could now serve as an incubator, and the pectorals would soon be able to feed the little ones… It was time. Slowly Seris gyrated his tail, bringing it between Richard’s legs and aligned his cocks to Richard’s hole. The final changes would happen shortly, but for now, he couldn’t wait. Still, he tried to be as careful as possible, so as to not harm his mate. Gingerly, the tips rested on top of the entrance, oozing more fluids. The tips came in, and the rest soon followed, slowly inserting themselves up to the hilt. The cocks were slick enough to slide in and out, and the lust in the air seemed to skyrocket if possible.

The naga growled a bit, while Richard cooed, feeling complete. The former’s hands came up and stroked the new beard, combing it and coaxing a bit more out of it. The slight tugging Richard felt on his beard was nearly enough to send him over the edge, but he teetered there, his cock standing tall and proud. As Seris started to pump in and out, the explorer cupped his lover’s ass, huffing as his mate’s body reacted pleasantly to it.

The thrusts were slow at first, Seris taking his time to ensure Richard enjoyed it. But slowly his more feral nature won out and he pumped more aggressively, grunting and growling. Sweat glistened on their bodies, and the musk spread to the entire room. The explorer moaned in extasy, as he felt stimulated in so many ways. The final changes were soon upon him, with his meaty pecs secreting fluids, and small greenish stains spreading on his shoulders and thighs. The stains developed a scaly pattern to them, but stopped growing after a while. They clearly marked Richard as belonging to Seris… belonging with Seris. This finally sent him climaxing, his cock spasming and spurting cum. It landed on Seris’s chest, who wasted no time in collecting it with his hand and spreading it around.

He himself was now close, and he kept thrusting in and out, until both his dicks seized up and started to shoot yellowed seed into his stomach. But mixed with the seed were also rounded objects, that traveled along the lengths of his cocks and settled into the incubation chamber. Each egg that came into Richard’s body stroked his prostate, and his eyes rolled back as the pleasure that had started to calm down picked back up. Finally, after all was said and done, both lied down on the nest, with Seris’ tail wrapped around Richard’s body and gently stroking the belly. He had his eyes closed and relished the feeling of the eggs settling in his stomach, with his mate looking at the beast he had indeed become. The last thing he heard as he drifted to sleep was “You are so keeping the beard.”

Four months later…

Seris came back from the cooking area with two wooden plates filled with meat and fruits. There were some changes to his diet ever since his mate came into his life, and now that the eggs were due any minute, there would be more changes. But never had he regretted having taken in Richard and making him into a beast.

As he slithered into the nest, Seris saw his mate in all his glory. The scales had progressed quite a bit, now covering most of his back with the same deep green and white spine. His hair had grown in messily, and his beard now went all the way to his navel. The cock had also lengthened a bit, thanks to Seris, up to almost a foot long. And the belly… the naga could only lick his lips seeing how full the belly was. It made him smile, thinking of his offspring inside.

Seris propped up Richard with his tail, and with his tip circled his mate’s cock, slowly teasing it to life. He set the plates on the side and set his head on the incubator, listening for potential signs that the eggs were ready to come out. Meanwhile, Richard stroked his naga’s hair, enjoying the attention he was being given.

They both felt it at the same time. A spasm, coming from muscles new to Richard. They both looked at each other, a knowing glint in their eyes.

“They’re here…” Richard whispered. Another spasm rocked his body, and this time there was movement. The eggs were coming out the way they came in. Seris lifted Richard’s legs with his tail, exposing his quivering hole. He kissed him deeply, whispering words of encouragement to help him calm down. Suddenly, a white object appeared in the entrance, and slowly distended the hole it was coming from. Seris massaged his belly, encouraging the eggs to come out one by one. Then, the first one fell down on the soft covers of the nest, while the second one followed right behind, stretching the anus a bit further. One by one the eggs came and fell, and Richard could only moan and kiss Seris at the same time.

Once the last egg was free, the former hugged his mate while watching over his soon to be brood of hatchlings. Those eggs had left quite an impression on him. So did Seris. And he couldn’t wait to do it again.