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Laying down in the back of a stone room and slumping upon himself, a large and scaly creature lay lazing the day away. Great heat mixed with humidity swirled through the small breezes of a stale summer afternoon, located in a smooth secluded section of jungle. A large rust-orange colored tail with lighter sections of yellow obscured the creature beneath, whom shifted ever so slightly, while sighing happily every so often in a light nap. He stayed completely content hidden beneath his own coiled and mighty tail, for the smooth and dim room had been constructed so to perfectly vent itself and keep from heating too much. Any reptile could attest that while the heat was something of a godsend, the cool flooring and ambient air made for the ideal place to simply rest.

Something disturbed the air, however, and it caused the creature to stir with slight unrest. At first it felt troubling, but as he poked his face out, it being shaped entirely like that of a snake with emerald slit eyes, a certain jubilation began to grow and awaken the groggy mind. Stretching upwards with a great yawn, the creature clearly revealed itself to be a naga; with a human-shaped upper torso, yet the head of a snake and mighty tail to cement the lineage, he would be a sight to behold for any who sought after the rarer of species in myth and lore. Wrapping his hands behind his head, sunlight glared from purposefully made cracks near the ceiling, allowing sunlight from outside to create a magnificent shine across the front of his body, where the scales revealed themselves to be a pure white. With a tinge of uniqueness to set him apart from that of any other snaky brethren would be the feathers which started at the top of his head, trailed down the back, and along the sides of the arms. Each individual silver feather sparkled in the slightest levels of light, as though embedded with the most clear cut and polished of diamonds. At that moment, an individual whom he had been expecting arrived, and came through an open door opposite of the serpent.

"Hey, Kukulcan! Long time no, uhm, see." A deep, yet calm, voice spoke forth from a silhouetted figure as the sun shone bright against the back.

A bull-horned creature, human-like in stature yet completely covered with lush brown fur, stormed into the room with a joyous gait which made one think he had been galloping all the way towards the room. Twisting his head to fit between the entrance, two prominently white yet short bull horns upon the head, he moved as if having made the transition through that door multiple times. Scrape marks along the edge of the doorway remained as testament to the fact, but even so much more of the creature made it difficult for him to swiftly move through such an entrance, for the creature showed himself off as being of large body. Every happy bounce of his legs brought with it a cascading display of raw power as muscles hidden beneath the fur twitched with energy, allowing even the toughened stone floor below to shudder with every bit of movement. Even then, his superiority in height over the rest of man could not be argued, for compared to the door which now remained behind him, it allowed one to estimate the size to be nearly twice that of a fully grown human. Still, he came to a quick stop, simply staring ahead at what he saw, as if mystified despite having called out the naga's name.

Kukulcan simply watched ahead at the mammalian creature skipping into his home, and giving a show as a result. With a sly smile upon the naga's lips, he gave a more concerted effort in the stretch from prior. Pulling down upon his own head, the force in question originating from the elbows, he elicited a source of eye-candy and strength which could put to shame even the most hardened of body builders. Triceps, closing the gap of space between his arms and head, displayed themselves to be nearly thicker than century old trees. Slithering out from between his tail allowed the minotaur to gaze upon a body as it raised, outright dwarfing his own in width. While the brown fur was kept up as thick, it couldn't hold back the well rounded pectorals and chiseled abdominal muscles. Upon the naga were white scales, and two broad and clearly defined sections of the chest hung forth from the body to imitate that of a shelf for those looking from below, exaggerated by shadows cast down from above, along with a belly that likely wrote the definition of perfection that one should strive to achieve upon themselves.

"It's been too long, Deioth. I've gotten worried you may have forgotten about me." Words came from between the scaly lips with a gentle blow, leaving in absence that of a typical snake lisp, instead replacing it with a cool and soothing tone.

With those words, the naga pulled down his arms and reached forward in an open embrace. At the same time, his upper torso raised upwards in an attentive posture. The case for his size would be closed in an instant at the sight, for Kukulcan needed to bend forward and down slightly in order to even fit inside the place he deemed his room. Trapezius muscles bulged and fought back against the ceiling just above, they being seen raised above his own head in the current position and perspective as seen from the minotaur. Groaning noises could be faintly heard from the vast collective of moving and grinding muscles hidden beneath the shining scales. A creature, colored like that of an Amazon Tree Boa and large enough as a naga to take up almost half the space of a giant room made of stone, was able to obscure one's sight behind him simply due to his gigantic bulk of muscle, yet he stayed perfectly calm while reached out waiting for an embrace.

Deioth's tufted tail moved with a quick and happy swipe at the sight while having to look upwards. He crouched down in a position showing the wish to jump right between the arms, yet the legs shook slightly. Not a shred of nervousness perforated the minotaur's being, yet he found himself able to move. In truth he simply remained awestruck at the sight laid out before him, and it almost became too much for him to bare. It took a special kind of vision to keep a creature, which had within him the courage and strength of a bull yet the cunning and planning of a man, to keep him at bay. In truth he simply wanted that embrace much more than anything else, superseding the thought for any other need in his life. Eventually, after several seconds of simply staring at each other, the mammal let out the softest and most innocent of noises, conveying that of a dreamy and detached state from reality.

"M-mrooo..." Whispering, Deioth simply smiled the entire time. He knew very well what he wished to say, but at the same time, found himself unable to care that it didn't come out in the intended manner. Standing there he merely waited, greatly anticipating the next few seconds.

"Oh, you haven't changed at all, have you? Just come here, you adorable little creature. I know how long you've waited for this, too." The voice remained the same as before, yet somehow calmer, completely dismissing any and all negative feelings that could have followed from the outside world.

Shifting quickly with surprising speed, as one could assume larger creatures to be more sluggish, Kukulcan spiraled his tail around the midsection of the minotaur in a heartbeat. Raising it, keeping the long appendage coiled, he simply slid it up and around the fur before giving a quick tug towards his body. Sweeping the bare feet off the ground with a more surprised moo exiting the overgrown cow's mouth, he was manipulated and thrown through the air as though the tonnage of raw strength didn't even matter to the larger creature. It was a simple display, yet an effective one for showing off the power held within, yet it remained for a better purpose. Having expected it himself, Deioth threw open his arms to meet and clasp them around underneath Kukulcan's, allowing for an interlacing and intimate hug.

Reaching up with his face, Deioth attempted to snuggle all the closer with the gigantic creature who showed himself off in this close proximity to each other as being slightly half the size taller than himself. A soft grunt came forth from the naga, a wider smile appearing as the two bodies shook against each other simply by them interacting; a low rumble nearly being picked up on as the strengths collided in such a fashion. Normally an intimidating prospect, he marveled at such aspects by nuzzling right into and between the massive pectorals of the naga, while at the same time squeezing with all his might. While the comparison in strength seemed one sided, the minotaur very happily revealed his own hidden power, able to contort and affect the body that he clung to with surprising ease. Yet, through it all, he moreover enjoyed simply being surrounded by the wide girth of the muscles on the naga, being completely obscured from the rest of the world, covered entirely by scales from the still-coiled tail, and that of the holding arms. Deep ridges which sectioned off regions of muscle helped to further bury the minotaur within them, encapsulating him within a rich aura of thicker scents and alluring aromas, the likes of which only found elsewhere in the world by the strongest of bodies and most exotic of sources.

"Ah, how nice it is to feel my best cut of beef having returned to me."

It enthralled Deioth to hear those words, while in combination with the scents and sensations surrounding him. So much, in fact, that he began to shift himself ever so slightly to shake off the coils, yet finding himself ever closer to the naga by nuzzling deeper, hugging tighter, and even thrusting forth with his hips. There was no secret between the two that they had deeper affections for each other, at least on a casual level, and the minotaur in particular was never afraid to show his gratification for being so near to a creature he found to be attractive. Raising upward slowly, the hanging, and what was otherwise a fully exposed member, pulsed with activity. Sliding upwards, it had been allotted the perfect amount of space by its owner, for it slid casually upwards between the solid abdominal muscles the naga sported with supreme pride . This came forth as its own sort of teasing, as the tight sections between every individual mound of smooth scales made for an exhilarating sensation upon the sensitive member, helping to quicken the rate at which blood flowed within it and raised itself up near to a full two feet in glory. Deeper scents quickly permeated the air, as a solid wall of musk came over him as a wave, along with that of a strangely calming earthen scent. Sliding up behind him were the twin rods of the naga, normally hidden from view by a slit on the body, bringing along with them the protective liquids found inside the body, smearing it along the furry backside of the minotaur.

As if knowing the proceeding actions, Kukulcan began to straighten his body out once more, wiggling his body left and right, slithering downwards to coil up the tail and use it as a makeshift cushion behind his back to rest upon. Letting out a slow sigh he simply laid there, allowing the minotaur to do as he wished, at least for the most part. The serpentine tail did at least tighten its tip ever so slightly around the groin of the bull, before twitching downwards to give teasing flicks against the plump and hanging balls. After the initial reactions, soon being dismissed as if were simply part of a ritual for when the two meet up, he then relished in all of the sensations from movement that his friend orchestrated upon his larger body. Every thrust from the hips was felt via a throbbing pink member inching itself between his abdomen, with a wet warmth gently being worked between them, as pre-seed quite clearly leaked forth and against his musculature.

Reaching a arm upwards, the naga rested the thick appendage over his own two shafts, helping to sandwich the beef between those and his body much more thoroughly. The twin members, colored a light blue, slowly lurched to their own height in growth, throbbing harshly enough for the one underneath them to feel them pulsating against his body, as if witnessing some sort of earthquake. In due time the snake's sex took on the absolute picturesque image of fertility, likely able to garnish a swooning gaze from even those gods dedicated to such a subject matter with a gorgeously shaped shaft, transitioning to a plump and rounded, uncut glans. They completely hid the creature beneath them from view, as they reached upwards to the midsection of Kukulcan's chest region, a single stalk thick enough to account for the width of Deioth's very body. It locked the creature in within a swirling vortex of rich musk, thick enough to feel, and that of pure male muscle that he couldn't help but continue grinding his own body against simply due to the size.

Those combinations of smells, sights, and feelings spurred the minotaur on with increased vigor. Looking up for just a moment, he couldn't stop himself from shivering once more and reaching up to grip upon the sides of the pectorals, pulling with his fingers to grasp as hard as possible. He saw Kukulcan's face donning a broad smile, yet remaining composed and in control, despite the sexually charged situation. Deioth knew he very well could clamber himself upon those shafts, wiggling uncontrollably, and the dedication Kukulcan held to holding back would never falter. Gazing downwards towards the immense expanse of the chest, he'd hoist himself upwards slightly, gaining altitude on the bigger body, before stuffing his face as deep as possible between the two sections of pecs, hoping to rub the greater scents deep down into his fur. Extending the broad and long tongue, nearly an exact replica from that of a normal cow, he'd use the muscle to slurp and wiggle about between the portions of male strength, both to please and show subordination to the reptile, but also gain a rich and fulfilling flavor. It became enough for one to shiver for entirely different reasons than admiration or longing, as that earthen scent, along with his and the naga's musk combining, created for him an essence which tasted of an ambrosia that not even the Greek gods could have hoped to create.

"God, how I've missed you these past years. It's good to be back."

In a low and grumbling moo, Deioth knew the voice reached Kukulcan with good favor, for he felt the tail around him beginning to squeeze with a clearly loving embrace. Constantly nuzzling, with idle thrusting between it, he simply grabbed at different locations upon the naga's torso to pull himself along it and rubbed as much of his body as possible against it. Twisting and rolling about, he allowed his consciousness to be lost within the giant sea of muscle, using his own to effectively massage and bring as much pleasure as possible to the larger creature. At that point, however, he began to turn around, becoming somewhat feisty in his movements. The tail fastened to his waistline ceded partially, allowing him to move more freely, and as a result turned so that his back met against the pectorals behind him.

Against the bull's face, now, would be the thin space between the two shafts, with his own member lodging itself between them. Wasting no time at getting to work, the minotaur reached forth with both arms to wrap them around those mighty scepters of blue pride, and pulled with all his might to squeeze and roll his appendages up and down along them. A quiet hiss of bliss escaped the mouth above him, yet nothing more, as he manipulated the loose skin about the rods that appeared thicker than his own body. As a result he utilized the shafts much in the same way as the abdomen of the larger creature, thrusting between them, making for an increasingly more intimate display. Burying his face against them, he allowed the skin to wrap around his face ever so teasingly, and extended the slick tongue once more to give them a thorough licking. He dunked his face before raising it back up in quick swipes, essentially cleaning the shafts with his specialized muscle, switching between the members constantly to ensure that one never got more attention than the other. Patting around with his hands, he eventually came across the foreskin where it rested upon the head of the glans, giving a smooth massage with his fingers, tugging and pushing in a quick rhythm to get in underneath the skin itself, rubbing along the entirety of the head on either shaft.

"And it's good to have you back, and better to see that, mmh, you've not lost any of your edge."

The words came forth as soft silk to the ears, cutting through all the sex in the air to nearly cool one's warm body despite the heated actions taking place. For the most part Kukulcan had been resting upon his tail, casually watching the minotaur and embracing the movements with great pride. Enough time had passed, however, that the meeting needed to be taken to the next step. Almost as if right on queue, watching as Deioth's hands raised themselves from the glans and towards the snaky face, the serpent parted his mouth ever so slightly to give a gentle suckle upon the fingers coated in pre-seed. Flickering a similarly colored tongue in comparison to his shafts, it quickly twitched and jutted in and out between the digits, as though sampling them. Before long he felt the minotaur below push with his feet, grasping with wiggling toes, along the base of the two giant rods of flesh to propel him upwards. Furry hands grabbed at the scaled face, using that as a basis to hoist oneself up. It functioned as a final and deep massage, as the feet kicked heavily against the mighty obelisks of naga, with thick slaps echoing into the room as a result. Tilting his head downward, looking at the face of his friend, he'd give a light kiss to the bovine's lips. Filled with passion, despite being so quick, another quiet and longing moo escaped from the mammal once they pulled away.

Kukulcan widened his mouth in a slow and dramatic manner, knowing well that despite the bull's positioning, he got a very clear and full view at the shimmering blue flesh inside. Reaching his hand longingly, the minotaur made grabbing hands for the open interior, trying to grasp and tug at the slimy flesh within, as though attempting to quicken the pace at which he was able to enter inside the surprisingly warm interior. His tail lowered itself ever so slowly, moving the coils from the waist to the knees, as his hands instead grasped along the thighs to help lift the creature closer to the mouth. In but a few moments the entire head of the smaller creature had been engulfed, as the jaws of the naga widened all the further with a soft crack, and the jaws dislocated. Teasing his friend all the more, he continued to open the mouth much more than was actually required, giving one the impression that they could simply lay inside that section of the body if they so wished.

Deioth, however, wanted much more out of the encounter, and arched his back to stretch his arms down beyond the beginning of the gullet. Twisting his wrists, he let out a happy moo once more as the esophageal flesh wrapped around his hands in natural reaction, locking them within its saliva-ridden confines before attempting to drag them down. They stretched far ahead of his head, feeling around deep into the throat which expanded to allow him the courtesy of such a feat. He felt the contours within the naga's neck, and the bend of the body, as for the most part Deioth had to stretch in a straining fashion as Kukulcan remained so lazed. All the fur from his chest up began to feel heavy and bogged down, as the drool from the snake sank into it. Strands of liquid arched down continually from inside the wet mouth, ensuring a constant fresh coat of the warmth be applied at all times, and it caused his fur to gain a light shine as a result. He basked in the sensation of the start of the throat flesh wrap around his head from four corner, as though feeling him up while preparing to keep his body as straight as possible for the ride downwards. With a loud gulp shooting forth around his head, and a flurry of lewd smacks and slurps filled his head with the muscle squeezing to pull him down, the first swallow caused him to thrust up into the air with immense anticipation for the rest of the ride with the heavy thumping of heart nearby to cement one's consciousness of being inside another being.

Finding the prospect to be utterly exhilarating, he moaned out from within the esophagus of the naga as the mouth wrapped around his wide chest as if it were nothing. He couldn't see in the darkness, but that only aided him along with closed eyes, to imagine and picture everything nearly as perfectly as if using actual vision. He visualized how the mouth let forth a slowly oozing cascade of drool after it opened once more to extend down more of his body, wetting more of his fur down to the skin, before being embraced by the larger creature's awaiting esophagus. A thick bulge appeared in the short neck of the naga, with the flesh inside clinging to the minotaur's torso as if it were a form-fitting suit, rippling with intense peristalsis across the entire form, leaving an immensely pleasing sensation to settle into his torso. When nearly halfway consumed, he felt his still rock hard shaft enter inside of the mouth, with his friend taking particular care to nibble down along it, gliding the upper lip just beneath the head of the shaft, to bring out sudden and intense levels of gratification to spike after it had been otherwise ignored after being removed from between the naga's twin shafts. Going limp, as he felt his hands be grasped by a particularly thick ring of flesh, it was his turn to remain completely limp and allow the other to do all the work, anxiously awaiting a massage that he would be willing to die for due to the intensity of it.

Gnawing upon the gigantic slab of living meat within his mouth, Kukulcan seemed to enjoy devouring his companion almost as much as the one inside found joy in being consumed. The bull's horns, while sharp and pointed upwards, did little to harm the insides of the snake, and instead seemed to bring out a strange sort of bliss. Shifting his torso left and right, while moving his head in a slow circular fashion, he controlled the body inside of his own to manipulate and guide where those horns would next scratch at, finding a deep and relieving satisfaction from that feeling. Removing his hands from the thighs, but not before giving a very gentle squeeze to the testicles hanging down below with his thumbs and fingers, he allowed the end of his tail to to help guide the furry being within his mouth. Flickering his tongue constantly along the buttocks of the creature, he further teased and stimulated him in a light fashion, before swallowing enough of the creature that the undulating muscles inside the throat could take over. Leaning upwards, with the tail and legs left kicking out of his mouth, he began to slow his swallowing, allowing the creature within to find a greater pleasure in hanging in such a way. Locking his lips around the feet after just a few more moments, the other creature remained fated to stay inside.

Gasping with intense happiness, Deioth squirmed and pushed himself around in order to reach his destination all the quicker. Making any sort of focused movement became difficult due to the powerful grip the esophagus held upon the majority of his body, despite how strong he may be, that smooth flesh somehow seeming to control him better than even the massive arms of the naga himself. What more, however, was the indescribably pleasuring massage that he gained across his entire form. He, in particular, found great delight in how well the flesh rippled over his own shaft, to the likes of which felt better than any other conventional means of exerting pleasure upon it. Stroke after stroke he twitched and tensed, attempting to curb his excitement, only to find himself quickly failing. The way the flesh wrapped around his male-hood, and even the testes below in the tight environment, relentlessly forced him closer to his peak. At the instance the sphincter, almost devilishly finding a way to tighten itself further than normal to squish and contort itself upon the hardened member, caused the minotaur to lost all resistance and blew his load at that instance. It happened at such perfect timing, with the head of the shaft poking down into the widening stomach, that he sprayed himself upon the face with the thick froth of white and warm seed, before it mixed with the ambient liquids that followed him down. Rolling about with slight freedom, he pushed at the gut around him, moaning in absolute bliss as the body continued processing him even after his climax, forcing his body to curl into a ball and stew within the omnipresent and noxious liquids coursing along the stomach walls.

Leaning back once again, the large snake closed his eyes and lifted his lips in a smile once more after the jaws clacked and composed themselves after becoming disjointed. He gently began rubbing his neck, squeezing ever so gently, to feel the legs dip down and the distention of the body within fell beyond the thick of the chest, only to begin rounding out the belly region, causing those washboard abs to dissipate. It was a fulfilling sensation quite clearly for Kukulcan, to have his body slowly start to undulate and control the powerful body he had consumed, but not before he let out a quiet groan of his own, twisting slightly upon his own coils, reaching down with his hands to press against his stomach. He knew at that instant when his friend reached his orgasm, for the distentions and silhouette of Deioth's hands and face through the scales of his body let him know, and the unruly nature brought for him a certain level of satisfaction not otherwise able to be indulged upon elsewhere in the world.

However, thinking upon it for a brief moment, Kukulcan began recalling past encounters with the minotaur. Every time he allowed the creature to stew within the upper sections of his gut, melting away quickly into an easily manageable mush, before his digestive system moved it along the rest of the tail to much more slowly be absorbed by the body. This time, he smiled while pushing down with his hands, seeming it might be fun to give the giant body of beef an extended period of enjoyment inside himself. Making a concerted effort, the large predator began to take control of normally autonomous actions, he caused the curled body within his upper stomach to straighten out once more, and to begin moving along a single-path tract downwards. The distended belly began to flatten out once more, but not before showcasing a more rounded and smooth aspect, as Deioth's body was forced to move, him giving nothing more than a few gentle nudges here and there to relay his joy. Kukulcan watched as the body created a soft bulge that moved at a snails pace, moving across near the bend of his spine which marked the official biological transition between the upper torso and the lower body. In particular, he couldn't help but slump down and bend his body at that section, to better indulge upon the thicker mass currently passing along it via the endless tunnel of groping muscle. He couldn't recall the last time he felt something so innately satisfying as a large muscular body, barely able to be manipulated in its own right, being squeezed through the ever tightening ring of tubular flesh that marked the beginning for the bull's long voyage.

Slithering the tail outwards, allowing it to snake across the entirety of the room, he watched as the occasionally writhing mass settled in place just beyond that particular bend of the body. From there, it would move increasingly more slowly, with the body inside constantly massaged while being applied with a barely acidic substance and emulsifying agent. It would take months to fully break down a creature that passed through his body after said creature had its proteins naturally broken down from the first stomach. This became evident, as after he laid his body out in a more revealing fashion, several bulges across the tail exposed themselves, and the knowledge for any creature that could possibly be watching would know that the naga had feasted and worked upon several dozens of other beings. Even with a body such as Deioth's, however, it would take more than a year to finally decompose, and in its current state, may take several more after bypassing the initial state of digestion. Still, this would result in the shifting body to squirm about with slowing regularity. Slumping down upon himself, he decided to simply enjoy the prospect instead of thinking about it too much more, gently stroking across the side of his still aroused lengths. Perhaps he should keep himself up and ready, just in case another one of his worshipers managed to find their way back to him, and repeat the process anew.