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What an interesting predicament I'd gotten myself into. What started out as an innocent tea party with my sister and her lover ended up with me, alone, in her bedroom while she was off to negotiate a cease-fire against a neighboring nation.

After properly acquainting my Chief Storm with my sister - The Queen Talba Ebonoldty; high heiress of Arrenthen - I was granted leave to visit whenever I felt the desire to do so. Often, I would come alone, but occasionally I would bring Dasa or Storm with me for fun. This time, it was just me. I wanted some time away from the others, I wanted some time to enjoy some herbal tea and relax in the spa facilities of my sister's castle. My own tribe was nice, and we commanded certain power in the region bordering Arrenthen and Tehgol, but she was royalty and sometimes I preferred being treated as royalty rather than simply high priestess.

However, after tea got boring and the expensive wine was served, the night devolved into Talba and myself comparing cocks. Her lover - Vaulix Ebonoldty - was an immensely well-hung cockcatrice with special healing magics that amplified the sensations of any passionate embrace. My mate - Chief Storm - was equally well endowed, but loved his passion to be more carnal and aggressive. Both were very fun, but it was when Dasa got involved that I really had a leg up on her. Well, a cock up.

Dasa, the tribe's demonic mount, was a massive beast of canine and some blend of other creatures all in one, and he had a more ravenous libido than any other male I'd seen. After he'd spent time alone with Talba, he calmed down a bit and learned to mate with the mares and cows of the village rather than ravage me all the time, but I could tell by the look in his eyes he wanted me every time we did scouting together.

When both Dasa and Storm were involved, I would get stuffed from both ends, and that was always my trump card when comparing cocks with Talba.

Until she reminded me that as a Queen with a reputation, she could get any cock she wanted, and noblemen were literally lining up to have a go at her. Literally. At one point she actually made an announcement that she'd award ten thousand coin to the best lover in all of arrenthen, a lineup formed that stretched from her door to the edge of her castle. She was kind of a slut, that way. Notoriously and famously promiscuous, it was theorized that she literally fucked her old king to death before accepting Vaulix as her own.

So, after our drunken escapades, I woke up the next morning in her bed next to Vaulix and a note on the dresser. Curious and feeling the ravages of the wine, I tried my best to focus my eyes on it as I leaned over the side of the bed.

"Melodi: I am sorry to have left you without proper explanation, but something came up on the southern border and I needed to leave immediately to deal with it personally. I implore you to stay at the castle until my return to speak in my stead. Until I return, you are in charge of the castle; Please don't take advantage of this power. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. I should be back within a week. Thanks: Talba. P.S. Please do take care of Vaulix for me. He needs the love"

That's how I ended up in Talba's bedroom, reportedly in charge of her entire castle during her absence. I got to be a queen, not just a priestess, at least for a few days. I knew this was the time I needed to really soak in the excess!

I looked over at Vaulix and contemplated waking him up for some fun before deciding not to. At the time I thought it would be more honorable to wait a day or two to take advantage of him. Let him come to me, then cum on me.

For the first time in my life, I got up and walked into a closet bigger than the entire nest room back home, just to get dressed. Talba was considerably larger than I was by a meter or so, so I'd have to pick something that looked elegant without draping too far down. Something I could tie up and maintain a sense of dignity in.

She had so many clothes to choose from. Robes, suits, dresses, ornate decorated military uniforms, and all sorts of lacey underwear. Strange, since Melodi thought Talba never wore underwear. Melodi certainly had no need for it under her tribal skirt and top. After skipping through most of the stuff in her closet, I came across a rack of smaller dresses and uniforms. Looked almost perfect size for me, or maybe her from before her growth spurt.

I ended up picking a gold and red military uniform with a knee-long skirt and ornate bows for my tail. It also came with a long straight sword in a scabbard. Awesome.

Once dressed, I folded up Talba's note and put it in my breast pocket, patting it to ensure it was proper before making my way out and down the hall. My hooves clacked gently on the carpet as I walked by a few of the servants and even a few nobles who bowed to me while wearing a confused look.

The grand hall was only a minute or so away, but it still felt a touch overwhelming entering the throne room. The grand hall functioned as a banquet hall, the throne room, a ballroom, and the war room during times of political strife, but it primarily served as a place for commoners and nobles to plead their case, as well as a courtroom for certain criminals.

The bottom level of the grand hall was flat and open, with ornate pillars on either side and red and gold tapestries in between each pillar. At one end was the twin doors to the kingdom, and at the other end atop a huge tapered staircase was the twin thrones. Further up from there, atop two more small stairwells, was a balcony wrapped around the room with more pillars leading to the domed ceiling and what could best be described as bleachers for citizens or onlookers to look down at the ground floor.

This room alone was bigger than my entire home. Then again, neither Storm nor I liked being indoors, so back home we had only a nest room, a family room that we never used, and a bathroom. We usually cooked with magic or in the city square with the great ember bonfire, which never died and was always able to cook huge meals for the entire tribe.

As soon as I exposed myself to the dozens of citizens - both noble and pauper - they all looked over to me and offered a round of applause. I wasn't sure if they knew who I was or not, so I simply bowed and stomped my hoof in a typical military fashion. The applause quickly died down before people returned to their activities, admiring the art or tapestries on the wall, or discussing what they expected of Talba.

Still not sure if people knew me or not, I walked down the small set of stairs to stand in front of the throne. I tensed my muscles to move my tail around before sitting down, aiming myself so that my tail and the long hair on it slipped through the hole at the back of the throne.

I heard some audible gasps as one of the guards dashed over to me to make demands in my ears. He was pure equine, and he had a massive lance as a weapon as well as gold and silver ornate armor that was almost certainly more for show than for actual battle.

"Miss, you can't be there, that's the Queen's throne." He urged. He knew who I was, most of the royal guard were familiar with me as Talba's sister, but it was still uncouth to sit in her throne.

"No, you see, she gave me permission to rule in her stead." I reached into my breast pocket and pulled out the note Talba had left me. The guard took it and read it, lip-reading the words as he went, before folding it back up, content.

"Well, it would appear the queen has put Lady Melodi in charge for the week. My apologies." he stomped his hoof on the red and gold carpet, standing up straight as he gave me the note back. "M'mare."

"No apology needed, good sir stallion. You couldn't have known." I took the note, folded it up to its tiniest size, and put it back in my breast pocket. "Who knows, maybe you'll earn my adoration and I can take you back to the royal quarters later. Stay here for now, stay at the throne until I'm ready to leave, okay?"

He nodded in understanding and positioned himself beside the throne before announcing my temporary position. "Ladies and Gentlemen of Arrenthen Castle, Queen Talba has left her sister Miss Melodi in charge until her return. We are to treat her as queen in the interim." He finished with another stomp of his hoof as he roughly clanged on his armor with the pike in hand. I guess that was all that was needed to be said.

From that point forward, most of the day was just remarkably boring. I was expecting people to come to me begging for my assistance creating a new orphanage or begging for handouts from the royal vaults, but only a few people asked for anything, and it was usually something crime related. One citizen demanded I punish a young stud for mating with his sheep, which I dismissed as 'boys will be boys'. Another expected I reimburse him for stolen goods from his merchant stand in the city's central hub, which I happily gave. It was only a few gold coins worth of carrots and onions.

I was hoping for more drama, maybe have someone begging for consideration only to be dragged out by the guards when I wouldn't loosen my iron grip on the tax levies or something. Turns out Talba ran her nation fairly well, and her people were mostly happy. Only one person came in all day straight up asking for money. Wanted a loan so he could start up a pub with his own specially brewed drinks including wines and exotic alcohols.

I was feeling generous, so I gave him every coin he asked for, and told him it would be at no interest. He was ecstatic when I said that. Told him to take as long as he needed to pay it back with no interest.

At least I made somebody's day special. By lunch, I needed something to eat, so I told the equine guard that had been standing watch to place an order to the chefs for a home-baked pulled Beef and nut casserole with noodles and cheese. An hour later he came back with the chef in tow pushing a food trolley. In the top was a full casserole dish with exactly what I wanted in it.

I could feel my tongue lolling out the side of my beak as I smiled, leaning in for a strong smell of it. It was times like this I wished my sense of smell was more sensitive. Generally, I relied on vision and hearing with little need for smell or taste. Still, it had a lovely meaty aroma. However, when I asked for a plate of it, the chef pulled the trolley away from me with a look of disgust.

Confused, I flicked my ear at him and glared. "Excuse me? Why can't I have my meal?"

The equine guard leaned in to whisper in my ear, explaining the situation. "Well, the queen always tips her chefs when they cook for her. He expects you to do the same."

I was about to protest, but rather than cause a stir and be 'that mare' who refused to follow tradition or be cheap, I reached into my poket and took out a single golden coin. It was the largest coin I had on my person, and I had no idea what was appropriate as a tip. I tossed it to the chef and he happily served me up my meal before happily dancing away with the coin.

"He sure seemed to like that." the guard mused.

"Was a gold coin too much?" I asked, still not sure how good or bad I did.

The guard chuckled. "Oh yeah, they get a wage per day by the crown, so Queen Talba usually offers a few bronze or copper. That's about a thousand times as valuable as what he usually gets for tips."

"Well then, I guess I did well. Bring in the next citizen in, oh...half an hour. I need to enjoy my meal first." I sat down with my plate on a custom tray, eating it down quite quickly. Tasted as good as I'd hoped, and went down with some water perfectly. A great, serviceable lunch for a pseudo-queen!

Before I'd finished, the front door of the castle suddenly burst open and in came a grayish-green naga with a bunch of little snakes on her head like hair. I paused, beak full of pulled beef casserole dangling out the side before I slurped it up and swallowed. I could tell by the way this reptile was moving that she was here to see me, since her eyes were trained on me as she slithered through the great hall. All her eyes, including the eyes of the little snakes on her head.

"Can I help you?" I interjected before she got to the bottom of the stairs at the base of the throne's platform.

She stopped the moment I spoke to her and smiled at me. Slowly, she crept her way up the stairs towards me, never taking her eyes off me as the muscles of her belly inched her forward one step at a time. "I believe you may be able to, my queen." She hissed at me with a sultry coo.

Still confused, I crossed my legs and pushed my food tray to the side for the guard to dispose of. I leaned down towards her and raised an ear and eyebrow. "Sssso tell me, what can I do for you?" I faked a hiss with my S's in a form of mockery. I didn't want to anger her, but she seemed weirdly intent on intimidating and confusing me, so I wanted to make it clear she would not be playing and mind games with me.

"Well, Queen, I believe you and I should take some time to do some negotiation." She insisted, each of her snake tendrils hissing at me as she finished.

"She's not the-" The guard started, but I raised a talon to silence him.

"And who the hell are you? Why should I grant you an audience when you come here, agitated and angry, disrupting my meal?"

"Because if you don't, then there could be issues between your world and mine. We don't want that, do we?" She slitted her eyes at me with a devious grin. I couldn't tell if she was flirting with me or threatening me.

"Alright then, I'm listening, but be sure to be concise. Can't be bothered to stay here all day listening to the ramblings of a mad naga." I leaned back in my throne with a dismissive wave.

"I'm not a naga, thank you very much. I am a gorgon, hence the snake tendrils here on my head, you see?" she used a few fingers to rub at the chin of one of her head-snakes. "And no, I do not wish to speak in public. The negotiations I had in mind were decidedly more private." She stuck her tongue out at me, tasting the air, but she was also subtly hinting something at me.

The longer she was in front of me, the clearer it was that she wasn't threatening me. She wanted to speak in private, and I got the impression this wasn't a diplomatic matter, so I shrugged and invited her into my temporary quarters. "Well, I suppose I could grant an audience to a particularly adamant snake. Come come." I tried my best attempt at a royal inflection in my voice, but it wasn't particularly convincing.

"What are you doing, Mel-" The guard asked, but I once again cut him off.

"Cancel my appointments for the evening, I fear I will be busy with these hostile negotiations."

"You don't have any appointments." He responded, a little confused at my behaviour.

"Then don't invite anyone in until I give the go-ahead. Cheerio!" I waved at him and got to my hooves, walking my way away from the thrones and down the hall to the massive twin doors to the royal quarters. I peeked over my shoulders to make sure she was following, which she was. She was actually pretty small compared to me. With most of her body gliding across the red velvet carpet of the hallway, the remaining third of her came up to maybe my belly, perhaps a bit taller. Small snake. The only other serpent I'd known was far larger than her.

"Come on in." I invited as I swung both doors open, showing off Talba's room as my own. There was a table there for discussions, but the look in her eye told me she likely wasn't interested in intellectually stimulating conversation.

"Indeed I will, my lady." she said to me as she slipped in under my arms to coil up in the middle of the room next to the bed.

Without taking my eyes off her, I closed the door behind me and locked it just in case. I glanced around to see Vaulix had clearly woken up and left hours ago. The bed was made the the room was fully cleaned and tidied. Nicely done. "So, now that we're alone, what is it you wanted to 'negotiate'?"

The edges of her mouth curled up as she hissed at me, tongue lashing out gently. Every snake on her head turned to look directly at me. "Oh, nothing, I'm just checking up on you as per request from Queen Talba. So, come here!" In the blink of an eye, she coiled up and struck at me, biting me on the shoulders and pulling the rest of her body in to coil around me before I could protest.

I was still on my feet and far heavier than her, but the impact and extra weight bogged me down enough to throw my balance off. I stumbled a bit trying to pry her teeth out of me only to have her little snakes nip at my talons, getting me to back off. I was panicked and confused until I felt a portion of her body ride up between my inner thighs and tail, rubbing her scales against my mare-bits.

This wasn't an attack, this was a lusty pouncing!

As soon as that realization sunk in, I turned and let myself fall with a heavy thud on the bed, pinning part of her back end underneath my rump as her tail muscles continued to rub against me. I could feel her muscles moving in gentle waves as she relieved herself from my weight pushing down on her. The moment she was free, I felt her coils loosen around me and her snake heads biting at my chest.

"W-what are you doing?" I managed to squeak out. Not often I played with another woman, and it was completely unexpected on my part and I had no idea how this was going to work for me.

"Sssshhhh!" She hushed me and used her hands and snakes to unbutton the front of my uniform, prying it off my chest and pulling it off me, leaving the skirt as she tossed it to the side. Part of her body was still bulging up between my legs to rub against my mare-parts, a gentle sliding the got sleeker as I felt my fluids lubricate her scales. A moment later, as the very tip of her tail brushed over me, I found out exactly how this was going to work for me.

With all her powerful control and the leverage she had from her coils wrapped around my torso and other limbs, she forced the end of her tail up into me, swishing the tip back and forth inside me. I felt my hooves tingle in delight as my tail flicked in time with her tail-swishing.

I arched my back and pushed down onto her, urging her to push back up. I could feel her backside snaking its way into me, tail tensing and curling inside to pull more of her scaled body into me. I closed my eyes and let my lower beak quiver in delight as she pushed, forcing thicker and thicker parts of her into me as the very tip prodded at my womb. I could idly feel her unbuckling my skirt before tossing it to the side with the uniform, leaving me naked in the bed with her. I felt parts of her body bundling up between my legs to force my knees apart, giving her better access to my depths.

She writhed on my chest, allowing her sleek, serpentine body to coil and press against my belly, shoulders, and chest, her tail forcing itself deeper and deeper into me. She nestled her head in between my breasts, letting her little snakes nibble at my fur and feathers as her snaked tongue explored my chest.

I brought my leg up and felt my nethers quiver in delight as my muscles relaxed, allowing more of her to force its way into me. Her muscles contracted from tail tip to her body, practically sucking itself into me. I reached down to rub at my own clit, but felt her slit rubbing up against mine as her tail disappeared into me.

The moment I felt those malleable, velvety lips against my talons, I couldn't help but push into it. Her scales parted for my fingers as I swished about inside her, massaging her from within as her tail continued to force its way into me. She was incredibly stretchy, allowing my whole fist to slide into her, which I balled up tight and pumped in and out of her. I could see the bulge in her lower body as I looked down, her muscles and scales tense around my wrist as she inched her way deeper and deeper into me.

As soon as I felt my wrist resting against my clit, I pulled out of her, leaving her slit gaping and drooling her own concoction of fluids to muss up the bed spread. I laid flat on my back and used both talons on her, ignoring her snakes biting and sucking on my breasts. I kept my legs spread wide as more of her writhed and wiggled about inside me.

One hand focused on me, rubbing my own winking clit as I spewed my fluids all over her slit; the other hand used my fluids to rub them into her, gradually introducing my fist into her womb, forcing my way deeper into her much the same way she was forcing herself into me. I twisted my lower body and leaned down, twisting my fist inside her as I tried to go in deeper. I used my 'free' talon to wrap around the base of her tail and hold her in place, my own fingers slipping in between my lips and her scales as I did so, my thumb slipping into her for better grip.

She bit down hard on my neck, her fangs plunging into my flesh through the thick layers of feathers on my upper torso. Luckily, she didn't do so with intention to harm, or I bet I'd have been knocked unconscious with the venom. Still, I used it as inspiration to go deeper.

I could see a clear silhouette of my own fist deep inside her, and with one final lurch I felt her muscles relax enough to let me plunge myself into her right up to the elbow. I knew I wasn't going in any deeper, so I clenched my fist and rotated my forearm as best I could, imitating a throbbing, cumming cock within her. She emulated the same feeling inside her with her own tail, coiling up in my womb and tensing the muscles all through the length of it to rub her scales against my insides.

We both stayed in place. I was likely a bit less comfortable since my body didn't curl and coil up like hers did, and my torso was contorted in such a way my elbow was practically rubbing my own clit as her tail sunk into my cunt, my entire forearm buried into her. I could feel my resolve weakening as her muscles continued to massage me from inside.

Snake muscles are so immensely dextrous and powerful. She was swirling her entire tail around inside me in spirals, forcing me to gyrate my hips in time with her caresses.

My lower beak quivered as I tried to hold back a screeching wail of pleasure. I curled up my legs a bit so that my hooves touched but my knees and thighs were wide apart, a coil of her body nestled in the small nest between my legs, one end plunging into me, the other end coiled and folded up over my body.

I was trying to hold back, but I just couldn't do it. I quickly twisted my arm around inside and pulled it out with a juicy, wet squelch as I left her gaping and empty. I slammed both fists down on the bed on either side of us, her body coiling tighter around me as she pushed in deeper.

The vision of my winking cunt clenching around hers to close up her gape was an immensely arousing sight to finish me off. Coupled with the fact that, just as her tail ended and her body began, the thickness of her penetration grew to be quite large. I could feel her prehensile tail coiling up in my womb and tugging, pulling more of her into me. Her girth stretched me wide and my muscles resisted by clenching tight and quivering in delight before relaxing just enough to let more of her slide into me.

My breaths grew ragged as I bit down hard, grasping at the sheets and arching my back into the snake's tail. I could feel every scale on it pressing against my throbbing pussy walls as I clenched and relaxed. Though I'd already came multiple times, spewing my creamy fluids all over her belly scales, dribbles of it cascading over the sides to make a mess of the bed, she kept pushing and throbbing and swirling around inside me.

It was entirely too much to handle; the constant pleasure with no relief to catch my breath kept me squirting and moaning and writhing in pleasure, but also left me with a steadily increasing headache and a feeling of dehydration from the gush after gush of squirt I was ejecting onto the snake.

Even when my breaths started to sound like gasping wheezes, she continued to coil up inside my womb, tugging on my cervix from within to slide more of her body into me. I was so worked up that my canal was loose and sloppy and soaking wet with self-made lube, allowing her girth to squeeze its way into me.

I had had enough at this point. Too much pleasure, too long of an orgasm, too many eruptions of my own squirting arousal. I positioned my hoof against her body and pushed on her, telling her it was time to come out. I used what willpower I still had to look down and watch as her thick lower body slipped out from me, watching intently as her wide belly scales popped out one at a time, streaks of creamy fluid gumming up in between them, my lips distending and contracting with each popping layer of her escaping me.

After a few kicks, I felt the tug of my womb relax and her dexterous, prehensile tail slip from my depths to tickle at my canal and all my most sensitive spots on the way out, leaving me gaping and sloppy and drooling with all sorts of fluids.

As the last of her escaped my Pussy, I felt her coils release my torso and she slithered off me, wrapping around the bed post to look down at me, maw open a bit in a devious smile as her snake tendrils hissed at me.

"W-what was that all about?" I managed to hack out in between ragged gasps. I clenched my legs together, closing my mare parts so that my inner thigh muscles massaged my now-engorged lips together, massaging the clit that was still periodically winking every few seconds.

She didn't answer me. Instead, she hissed again in a gentler tone, and rubbed her tail and entire back third off on the sheets and winked at me before darting off out the doors, leaving me curled up in a ball on the bed, alone and soaking in my own sweat and fluids.

I had about half an hour to pick myself back up and figure out just what had happened. She sai something about being sent by Talba, but that didn't really explain anything at all. Did Talba send her as a test? As a gift? Was it just for fun? A prank? So many options bubbled up in my mind, but each and every scenario ended with snake tail forcing itself into me, and the fresh memory made my nethers tingle again. I wanted to have her return, go even deeper into me, curl up enough of that sexy scaled body in me to make a bulge in my belly like a pregnant mare.

But it wasn't to be. She never returned, at least not that day.

Reluctantly, I put my uniform and skirt back on and hobbled my way back to the throne on weakened knees. I could feel my own fluids running down my inner thigh and leg, I could see little trails of moisture dotting the red carpet between the personal quarters and the throne before I got to it.

Once I was prepared, I sat back down on the throne and spread my legs, allowing anyone in the court to get a good look at my wrecked cunt. If they had good enough vision, I'm sure they could have seen right into my womb, if they got at the right angle. I was a temporary replacement for a legendarily promiscuous queen, after all. I needed to play the part.

"M'lady, I must insist..." The guard started, but I cut him off again.

"On what, ravaging me, sir knight? Why not? I'd love to!" I offered my talon for him to take. He was, after all the size of my sister, and she was huge compared to me. I grinned and closed my legs as I felt his massive hand rest on my talon, as he was prepared to take me up on my impromptu offer.