Jungle V.I.P
Story by lurker16 on SoFurry
In this mini-story, Takado is transformed into a Very Important Primate. Part of my backlog of slightly older works.
Jungle V.I.P
by Lurker16
Each scale was a tongue lapping over his skin. They were coarse, yet slick with serpentine smoothness. Suggestion dripped from every slither.
Abe’s eyelids drooped. There was intimacy in the coiling. It squeezed to his core. He no longer kicked his feet. No longer fought the weight. His irises followed the snake’s advance: around and up. Around and up. Tighter.
He huffed from nostrils that dilated beyond human proportions. His jaw lurched forward in anticipation. The mid-point between his brows furrowed to force out dark hair.
“Ooo-ooh okay,” he gasped, surrendering what voice he had left in consent.
Mm. Sssss. The snake glistened in gratitude. It flexed its coils with the allure of agate and the mottle of bloodstone.
Abe’s eyes shone. He was enraptured.
A rope of muscle pumped its way between his legs. It pulsed from his rear to his front, flicking side-to-side to drag down his pants. Heat radiated from his crotch and rump, twitching his exposed cock to hardness.
“Ooh, OOOF,” Abe groaned. He squirmed at the snake’s behest. It wasn’t just his cock that swelled, but his chest and arms. Each new squeeze brought his muscle fibres together and apart, moulding a wide set of pectorals that he couldn’t help but try and beat. Even with the heft of new biceps bulging out between coils, his strength knew its owner. The snake continued coiling and claiming.
A canopy of banana-coloured fur eked out to adorn his physique. It seared in need of further pressure, just as his lungs did for air. He needed more. He grinned, a lop-sided display of the new teeth powering through his gums. A pair of canine teeth pointed from each side, stupidly large compared to the ones of his past life. He needed to ape out.
The snake knew. It always knew. It tangled around his neck, pulling taut before turning to face its new servant.
Abe’s sight sunk into the snake’s irises. They swung like vines of emerald and citrine towards a narrow black pupil. He reached out to the vines with opposable toes. The snake purred, flicking its tongue across his face.
Yes, he belonged here now.
A rattle, more like a growl, came from the snake’s tail.
Yes, he belonged to Master now.
Swaying its head from side to side, the colours of the snake’s eyes coalesced and clashed. Greens and yellows became trunk-like browns. Browns darkened to black, before re-emerging as crimson and cobalt, which returned to the melting pot of colours to craft even more effervescent hues.
Abe’s head rested on the snake’s muscles. His focus was the snake’s pupils. They reached out to him like a leash. The colours blurred along with his memories.
Coils shifted below him. He became aware of an entirely new sensation. He blushed through thick skin.
Sliding between his buttocks was the long, tapered cock of Master. It greeted his hole unyieldingly, poking inside with a girth that tested his new anatomy. The tip pummelled into his prostate, backed by thrusts that raised and lowered his body.
A moan roared from his lips, only to be silenced with the clasp of scales. The snake fucked harder. Despite being entirely bound to the snake’s body and will, Abe’s shaft rocked in closeness. Leathery skin shifted from his base to his cock-head. His scrotum darkened until it was black enough to see the spouts of pre-cum trailing down it. Below, balls tripled in size with a gurgle.
The snake clutched him tighter – too tight for a human to bear. But he no longer was one. Its thrusts hastened.
He wanted more. He craved more. Master gave him it.
The hot rush of seed shot up inside him. Master’s cock pulsed and sprayed, until every time it pulsed excess cum sprayed out from his ass. Still, Master thrust. Deeper, Abe fell into the pleasure.
That was his cue. He had permission now to do the same. Master’s eyes told him so.
He always listened to Master. He always obeyed Master. He always…
Ooh. OOH. _ OOOOOH! _
Pints of primate spunk splashed over the snake. It flowed along its body like water down a river, pooling where coil met fur to matt Abe’s new coat. His muscles shook within the confines of Master’s embrace. He had never came so strong. He had never came so wild. Spurt beyond spurt of hands-free orgasm filled his mind, just as Master filled his rump.
He whooped with the ferocity of a gorilla. In Master’s eyes, he saw himself as king of the jungle, pounding his fists against his chest. He would fulfil his duty to Master, and in return Master would fill his ass with loads and his mind with purpose. Visions of his loyalty swarmed in his minds-eye, induced into his thought-stream alongside afterglow.
He watched them – watched himself, pleasing Master – until the sun passed overhead. The colours and coils and cock retreated, inch by messy inch.
Master’s smile grew.