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The spa’s namesake gardens made for an impressively colourful and fragrant stroll on the way to hir appointment. Misty spared no expense. Shi was in need of some treatment, and it was going to take someone far more than any ordinary masseuse to properly work out the knots and strains in the mare’s muscles. Shi needed someone with power, someone who could work hir whole body at once, and press in deeper than anyone else had ever touched hir. Maybe even two someones. The tranquil aura that surrounded the giant cobra in the garden gave Misty such pause that shi halted mid-step, with a hoof just hanging there in the air. Shi couldn’t help but audibly gasp. For all the snakes shi’d ever met, none could compare to Thastillith. The huge serpent slowly turned her head along with a segment of her long, thick body of golden scales, flashing Misty a look that quickly grew warm with recognition. Despite being long enough to barely fit in an average room, heavy enough to crush hir, and venomous enough to end hir with a single strike, the cobra radiated nothing but peace towards Misty, wearing a gentle smile occasionally split by the fluttering of her forked tongue. “Blessed day,” the cobra said, her accent a pleasant mingle that Misty couldn’t fully place. “It is, isn’t it?” Misty wasn’t sure how to reply, in truth. Shi found hirself naturally lowering hir voice just to keep from ruining the moment. “Each one is. But all the better to meet and serve you, however I can.” The unfurling of Thast’s hood might have been a threat from a regular beast, but it simply made her prettier to look at. “Shall we make for our room?” “Sounds good to me. Except ...” Misty looked up at the snake, still a bit in awe to have the coiled cobra towering over hir like that, looped up with her head raised and still a good two stories tall. “Wasn’t there supposed to be a second attendant today? Not that I doubt your skills or anything.” “So there is. Watching in silence, as she does.” Thast gave a light chuckle. “Turn around.” Misty liked to think of hirself as fairly sharp. It was a world of dangerous creatures and people alike, and shi wasn’t easy to sneak up on. Yet shi hadn’t so much as sensed Alice’s presence even at a subconscious level. The garden masked the scent of the snake looming right behind hir, chest inches away from hir face when Misty whirled. The scarlet serpent wasn’t quite as massive as the cobra, but she was still far too large to be sneaking up on people like that. She rested with her chin on one hand, simply seeming to ponder the startled mare before her, without a word. “Good gods. Well. Hello there. You must be Alice.” “Hello.” Misty found hirself considering, just for a moment, the fact that shi was stuck between two snakes who on their own were far more than shi could handle or escape from, if the need arose. Shi shifted hir gaze from one to the other, considering, comparing. Thast’s full-serpent body was powerful with all that coiled muscle and years of experience moving it all around. Alice was sleeker, leaner, with a set of arms to assist her coils in grasping and touching alike. There was also something just a bit more intense to her violet eyes, especially amid the splashes of her other contrasting colours - all red, white, and black. She wore a playful smile, tongue similarly fluttering in Misty’s direction. “You smell nice.” Misty was focused on the naga, but shi heard Thast’s chuckle behind hir. “You’ll have to forgive the woodland hermit. It’s rare we can get her to show up for one of these occasions, but that will make our session all the more special, I think.” Alice nodded, her smile just a little broader, enjoying her own mischief. She eventually held out a hand for Misty to take. “Right, well let’s not linger in the garden all day. There are pretty horses to rub. This way, please.” Seeing no other option and not desiring one anyway, Misty took that hand and found hirself swiftly wrapped up in far more of an embrace than shi expected. Alice moved quickly, and yet never too quickly. Misty didn’t find the snap of coils around hir body to be aggressive. It was merely two loops about hir waist, but it was more than enough to haul hir right off hir hooves and carry hir along, pressed close to the scaled body of hir pending masseuse. Those flexes and shifts of scales as Alice moved were already heavenly with their textured kneading and the leathery sounds of them flexing and stretching with the motion. That was just a preview of everything Misty had to look forward to. Shi couldn’t help a mild moan throughout the slithering journey. Alice turned her head back to her passenger and gave a flick of her tongue, an equivalent of a wink perhaps. Moans were clearly permitted. Thast followed along, her head still raised while she crawled, fitting herself through an especially large passage that led from the garden to an interior, flanked on either side by babbling fountains and rivers flowing between stones. Some of the water splashed onto the cobra’s golden scales as she squeezed by, pushing a door open with her head. It took some time to see what was ahead, just awaiting that long tail filtering in through the entrance. When Thast was fully inside, Alice followed, clutching Misty tight enough the mare really wasn’t going anywhere. It was convenient, and it was already working well to give hir lower back a pleasant little crick. Misty had no complaints. Shi gazed up at the distant ceiling when they emerged into what felt a little more like a gymnasium than a quiet little massage room, but shi could sacrifice a bit of coziness if it meant both of her lovely attendants could have all the room they needed to perform all their twisty, complex maneuvers. There was a table waiting for Misty. Shi wasn’t sure how much use it was really going to get, given the unique anatomy of her masseuses. Alice lifted hir and gently placed hir down there, giving hir a nod. “We have plenty more in store for you. But first let’s have us a look at that lower back. I swear I was having second-hand pain just squeezing on all those knots.” Her tone was lightly chastising, as if Misty surely knew what shi had done to carry so much tension, but comforting nonetheless. Alice didn’t even wait for hir to start stripping down. She was all over the mare in a moment, grasping at Misty’s top with her hands, and nimbly hooking the tip of her tail into the waistband of hir pants. A little tug and she managed to get those off without needing any other appendage, swiftly attacking everything the mare had on underneath as well. Hir bra didn’t stand a chance. Nor did the combination jockstrap and panties that kept everything shi had under wraps. Out flopped hir sheath and balls, snugly resting atop and mostly concealing a plump marecunt. For as confident as Misty was in hir fine, athletic form, shi couldn’t help a little blushing. Being on full display before both of those snakes meant their unblinking gazes were all over hir, examining hir up and down from every angle. Shi didn’t see them staring at hir like that, but shi swore shi could feel it. Shifting a little where shi sat, she kicked hir legs over the edge of the table, watching the naga before her. “Do I need to be naked for you to do my back?” “Of course.” Alice gave a flutter of her tongue. “It simply would not do to have anything get in the way of my healing hands. Blocks all the good energy.” Even as gently admonished the mare, Alice took to stripping off her top in kind. She was already bottomless, and seemed generally decent at first glance that way. Though as she swished and sashayed through the process of stripping herself, Misty caught some subtle glimpses of slits that hinted at her already being entirely indecent. Still, she seemed all the more so when she was topless, revealing a set of breasts to compliment the rest of her brilliantly colourful body. “And as for your own nudity?” Thast wore that soft, motherly smile of hers. “If I am going to give my best possible performance, then I cannot have any sort of straps or fabrics interfering.” Alice spoke as seriously as could be, though her expression was shifting to match the cobra’s knowing smirk. “I won’t have any criticism from you, she who slithers in naught but her coils all day and night.” “I have worn a necklace or two in my time.” They refrained from teasing each other further. Instead, Alice coiled herself all about the table the mare was seated on, creating a sea of coils just below Misty’s hooves. If shi wanted to hop down, shi was going to trip over that shiny kingsnake. It was best shi just relaxed and accepted hir looming relaxing fate. Even looped several times around, Alice was still tall enough to loom over her client. Not quite as much as the cobra, who lingered, coiled, hood raised, looking utterly charming as she waited her turn. Misty found hirself idly wondering how that great long noodle of sheer muscle was going to massage hir without crushing hir, until the moans of relief were the only thing occupying hir mind. Alice went right to the source of the tension, easing Misty down flat even as she started rubbing and kneading. She was only sampling, pressing into the tighter places just above the curve of the mare’s ass until it hurt so good. A little smack of Alice’s lips came as she confirmed where she needed to start her work, and so she reached down to open a hidden drawer beneath the table. It slid out smoothly, silently. The naga traced her fingers along several glass bottles within, giving them a light tap as she did so, seeming to recognize them entirely by touch. When she found what she needed, she pulled it out, giving it a little shake to let the contents slosh back and forth. In that huge, empty room, every sound had a way of pleasantly echoing. It might have been a lonely sound if it wasn’t for the excellent serpentine company Misty had. Shi remained where she was, sprawled out on her front, totally naked, resting comfortably on her folded arms. The table seemed to curve just right to accommodate hir breasts and sheath alike, ensuring shi never felt the urge to squirm. Shi was ready to melt into every touch. First, Alice poured out some of that fragrant oil - leaving Misty’s nostrils briefly flaring just to take in more of that delicate herbal warmth that wafted hir way - and rubbed her scaled hands together. The smooth schlick of scaled palms caressing against one another, well-lubricated by that soft massage oil was enough to make Misty perk hir ears. As was the subtle hiss that came with Alice’s persistent flicks of tongue. The naga breathed deeply, and even without looking Misty could sense the change in her body language. No more teasing, no more playing - she was a professional, deeply focused on her client, and everything shi might need. With a soft hiss that somehow felt warm, Alice leaned in, and started properly massaging. Her touch made Misty tense up a little more for the first few moments, but the relief flooding through hir had her relaxing soon after that. A long, deep, sultry sigh from the mare and shi allowed hirself to close hir eyes, offering hir body up to the serpents, trusting them to treat hir exactly how shi needed. In every possible way. Those well-lubricated fingers felt incredible kneading deep into her muscles, bringing out the occasional snort or grunt of pleasure, and that was only one of the many pleasant sensations swirling through Misty’s mind. Whenever Alice shifted her weight just to get a better angle on the rubbing, her coils gave another one of those heavenly flexes, sounding all leathery, almost seeming to crackle. Her hisses were wet in a sense, as if hinting to her client that shi was already making her mouth water. Thast hummed so softly as she observed that it was almost inaudible, just another hint of warmth to the soothing scene. Misty found hirself breathing heavily at times, a pang of excitement welling up in hir then settling down again, just to find hirself so swiftly loving their type of care. It didn’t take long before the focus on hir lower back had hir feeling a little numb. Alice seemed to know that, just by Misty’s body language. She shifted her focus, moving upwards, glazing her palms along that smooth mare hide until she could reach the horse’s shoulders. A deep squeeze there allowed her to test, to inspect those muscles and determine exactly what needed work. Her mastery was evident in every little touch, until another moan escaped Misty, one loud enough to echo through the room, almost orgasmic in tone. Shi blushed a little after that. “Oh, don’t feel embarrassed,” Alice said, seemingly sensing that warmth in Misty’s cheeks. “We will have you moaning all the more by your session’s end. To think, we have not even started to squeeze you yet.” The word was as intimidating as it was enticing to Misty. For all the control Alice demonstrated, kneading her way up and down the horse’s back, pressing deep with surprising strength but never harming, The naga remained at Misty’s shoulders and neck for a time, squeezing, working, and then moved back down to where she began, and beyond. Despite the apparent friskiness of squeezing the cheeks of that taut mare ass, Misty was far too focused on how good it felt to have those muscles massaged. That was an important part of the treatment too, even if it did admittedly make her sheath twitch again. Shi settled down with another sigh once Alice was down to hir thighs, working those as if to render her client completely incapable of escape. There was some numbing, some tingling, and a general sense of bliss spreading through Misty’s body as if shi had been intoxicated by something. Shi did wonder just how potent the fangs both snakes sported really were. There was the obvious threat of a cobra’s venom, but she didn’t know what Alice was carrying, if anything. Perhaps the massage gave the two of them some sort of psychic connection, or Alice was simply an expert in reading the subtleties of muscular flexes, because she brought it up before Misty could think to ask. “There. That will do for a start. But if we’re really going to make this special, I simply must suggest we take the next step.” She looked back at Thast, and folded her arms. “Of course, as always, I assure you that even if we’re experts in precise dosage, and the administration will be mostly painless, you are in no way required to sample our venom.” Thast’s chiming in came as a surprise to Misty. “Though we do recommend it. I have been told there is nothing like it.” Their consensus was all but undeniable. Misty felt that uncertainty creep into hir thoughts for just a moment. Shi banished it. As foolish as it might have sounded to someone just stepping into the scene that moment, there was something in their tone, in their mere presence that was so very soothing, so very trustworthy that Misty simply wouldn’t entertain any other thoughts. Shi paid for a very special session, and she was going to get one, as much as the thought of those snakes baring their fangs made her nervous. “Let’s do it,” she said, finding hir voice again between the huffs and sighs. “Atta girl.” Alice patted hir on the butt. “I’ll back up what our lovely cobra friend says. She has me beat in that regard - there is nothing quite so potent as pure cobra like her. That said, don’t count me out ...” “I certainly wouldn’t.” Misty was trying to be conversational, but shi found hirself muttering, slipping back into the relaxed state that massage inspired. “I’ll refrain from talking about myself too much, but I will say - I find my mamba side to be every bit as useful as my constrictor side. Funny family story, but I’ll save that.” Instead of elaborating further, Alice slithered around the front of her client and brought herself down low. Her breath was cool, wet, slowly compelling Misty to tilt hir head upwards from where shi had it resting on hir arms. Shi quickly found hir gaze overtaken by the bluish-black flesh of an open snake maw before her, framed by those fangs and Alice’s other, smaller teeth. Everything glistened just right to leave Misty staring. Shi might have crawled forth and fed hirself right inside given a little longer to look, but Alice just as quickly tucked away those dripping fangs, leaving Misty to huff at the memory of that mouth. “It’s something, isn’t it?” Thastillith leaned closer, lightly caressing Misty’s side with her scales. “To look into the mouth of a serpent - to know how smoothly, how comfortable you could slide all the way down. There is so much room in our coils for you, Misty. Let us show you what they can do.” The naga went first. She found a spot on Misty’s strong thigh to slowly lean in and kiss. It started off as a smooch at least, slowly transforming into an open-mouthed suck. Misty felt those fangs find their place. They dented hir skin, gently, then a little more firmly. Shi never felt them actually pierce through, but shi felt the effects of the bite right away. A tingle started flowing up and down hir leg, and then spreading to every other part of hir body. In a matter of seconds, every single sensation shi already felt was so much more. Misty opened hir eyes wide, taking in the sights, the colours around hir. Such beautiful snakes they were, all gold and crimson, almost seeming to glow in the light. Shi could taste them in the air, as if shi was becoming part snake hirself. Sticking out hir tongue to take in a little more made hir drool just a little bit. Hir cock stirred, as did seemingly other muscles and nerves in hir body, experiencing something similar to orgasm as that substance went flowing through hir veins. Misty couldn’t move much, but shi didn’t want to. All was calm and wonderful in that newly envenomed state, and shi was ready for more. That was the less venomous of the pair. Shi still had a cobra’s fangs to feel. Thast found a place on her neck and laid a sucking kiss there, slightly wet. Misty never noticed if she actually bit or not. It was a shallow nibble if so, but the effects nearly made hir scream with pleasure. Everything was alight - as if coated in a warm, blissful flame that never burned hir. Shi managed to curl hir fingers a little, grasping at nothing, breath coming slowly, heart pumping hard to spread that wonderful toxin all throughout hir body. Such a dangerous thing it was, and yet it made hir feel like she was experiencing a full-body orgasm with every second of hir mere existence. Hir skin tingled in anticipation of their continued attention. Finding the words to describe to the snakes how shi felt was impossible, so shi just pleasantly whimpered instead. “Good. Then we shall begin,” Thast said. Even her voice was ecstasy to listen to by that point. As much as Misty wanted to be immediately drowned in their coils after an experience like that, shi was still grateful that they took it slowly. Alice started them off. A slow wrap around hir hooves with that long, muscular tail wasn’t much, but Misty could already feel the power behind each of those squeezes, kneading inwards with far more strength than the naga’s arms. Those were strong enough to make Misty moan out loud. Having those intricate muscles looping up along hir legs, kneading inwards, flexing, scrunching. She slowly made her way upwards, leaving Misty sighing, huffing already. That was all before Thast introduced her golden coils to the pleasurable equation. Rather than start at her narrower tail end, she used the middle of her body to embrace Misty around the shoulders, looping once, then twice, lifting hir from the table. There was no need for it when the cobra could be a surface of her own. She tightened little by little, slowly enveloping Misty down to the chest, putting a little pressure on hir chest. Even when the squeezes started making it a little harder for the horse to breathe, they were nothing but comforting. Misty didn’t panic. Shi trusted the snakes not to crush her as they worked along her naked body, bringing more and more lust out of hir until she couldn’t hide it anymore. Hir pussy was already wet enough from the oil massage alone. Lingering in the presence of those snakes and taking in their scaled scents had hir aroused, and it grew far less subtle when hir cock started unsheathing. Alice made it abundantly clear she didn’t mind such a reaction when she so casually reached for it with her still-oiled hands and gave it a few strokes and squeezes. She didn’t make it a priority, idly fondling it just to help Misty along the way. The real focus was the constricting wrapping up more and more of the mare’s body. That got hir moaning even more than getting jerked off ever could. The two of them slowly enveloped hir, wrapping up more and more of hir body until shi was almost entirely immersed in their coils. A little more pressure on her chest evened out with all the squeezing everywhere else. Shi could still breathe enough shi didn’t have to worry, melting into their embrace, feeling those muscles flexing, those scales shifting and interlocking against hir skin. It brought a slight whimper out of hir. Shi wasn’t even embarrassed about it. To be held in the clutches of such dangerous beings, such powerful serpents, and squeezed just right brought hir the kind of pleasure shi had never felt before. Yet they could still go so much tighter. It sent such unique tingles to each nerve ending that shi wasn’t even fully sure how to respond. Shi eventually settled on some odd twitching when hir muscles started spasming in response to the stimulation. They took that from hir in time, wrapping hir up all the more closely, all the more intimately. There was still more hir they could work over. Thast brought hir arms in to hir sides and added those to the squeezing. Alice worked a little higher to loop some of hir body around hir balls, then hir cock. When shi tried to gasp out, the cobra overtook hir mouth, leaving only hir nose exposed for all the air to drain out of when she really began to constrict. While she may have been more of a biter, Thast’s size alone meant even her weaker squeezes were especially potent. They broadly worked Misty’s entire upper body, squeezing every last gasp of air out of hir lungs, and refusing to let hir suck it back in. It didn’t feel like suffocation. Being entirely breathless brought hir the kind of ecstasy that made hir cock twitch against Alice’s coils, leaking but remaining just like that, held right at its peak without release. In time, the burn of hir lungs began to make their extended grip uncomfortable, but Thast released hir just in time to allow hir a single gasp. Just the one. That air didn’t last in hir lungs for long. The cobra tightened her loops once more with that fine scrunching sound, leaving Misty’s nostrils flaring, hir eyes briefly wide and then shut tight once more. Hir head began to spin. Hir mind raced, forming colours behind hir eyelids. It was a rush of euphoria hir brain didn’t even know what to do with, unlocking all new passages of pleasure. Hir balls were getting fuller. They were plump against the white scales of Alice’s slightly softer underside, taking in every little stroke of coils, every tiny shift of scales stimulating the smooth skin of hir sack. When shi was utterly certain shi was going to pass out, or perhaps worse, they both relented once more. Their bodies remained wrapped around hir to the point shi had all but vanished within their grip, leaving hir shuddering, gasping for air just so shi could find the breath to moan. Hir precum spurted from hir madly twitching shaft, splashing over those scales, soaking Alice from ivory to crimson and all the stripes between. Every gasp of air shi didn’t get was one step closer to a tremendous orgasm, but shi found hirself denied that release as surely as shi was denied hir next breath. Their coils overtook hir yet more, drowning hir in darkness, overtaking hir entire face, sparing nothing from their precise squeezes. Misty felt hirself being rearranged, reshaped like their clay to be adjusted and soothed in every possible way. Shi teetered right on the very cusp of passing out without ever fully losing hirself to unconsciousness, just as she edged ever closer to cumming without hitting the peak her body craved. None of it was uncomfortable. It was everything shi had ever needed, as if they were squeezing out hir pain and tension itself. Or maybe shi was just going numb. That venom was as potent as ever. Shi only briefly wondered if it was smart to let them leave hir so very helpless. Trusting them, even knowing it was a little dangerous, was the hottest thing shi could imagine. The only thing shi could have added to that situation was the joy of sexual release. Hir pussy was engorged to the point of being a little sore by then. Alice knew it was time to explore hir there. She used her hands to slowly part the folds of Misty’s sex, pushing in a finger, then another. The mare’s body was so very relaxed and accommodating at that point it was easy to simply insert more and more digits, then an entire hand. Alice slowly sank deeper, past the wrist, stretching out her fingers to continue the massage she gave, but from the inside. Stroking over the tender places, finding g-spots Misty didn’t even know existed, sending hir writhing uselessly in those clutches just to try to deal with the kind of pleasure that inspired. For all hir need of release, remaining right where shi was, teetering on the edge meant Misty could enjoy that pleasure even longer. It built and built to what shi knew was going to be a tremendous climax, and yet shi held it back, without even struggling. Soaking it all up was so very easy. There was nothing shi had to do but feel - even if that was getting tricky from the numbness threatening to deny hir some of the best sensations. Alice was far from done just rubbing hir pussy, too. She still had one free hand. Slowly pushing it against the taut entrance to Misty’s ass, she teased and toyed around the shiny rim, easing it open, penetrating the mare donut one digit at a time. It didn’t take her long at all to curl her finger and press it right up against the horse’s prostate as precisely as pushing an elevator button. She held it there, applying constant pressure to ensure every little squirm or twitch Misty gave in response to all the squeezes added more pleasure to the experience. The mare was trembling by then, even convulsing. Hir body wasn’t acting remotely normal anymore, and shi loved it. There shi remained, getting fingered, then fisted by the naga while she squeezed hir. The cobra kept hir wrapped up in that eternal scarf, leaving hir feeling as if shi might get crushed down to little more than dust with one wrong move. Shi bathed in their hissing, hearing it as an expression of fondness for hir and how hir skin felt against their scales. The textured touch of their reptilian hides brought hir better feelings than a gushing cumshot - though for how much was leaking from hir cock, she had nearly reached that point too. Alice had one way of keeping that climax from bursting free just yet. She withdrew her hands as slowly as she possibly could, making sure Misty felt every single inch of scales rubbing against hir insides on the way out. The succulent pop that left one arm coated in mare juices to the elbow brought a flinch from the horse, sending hir onto a spiral into what seemed like a simply inescapable orgasm. Alice clutched hir by the cock just in time, loosening some of her own coils to give herself room. Squeezing where she did kept the cum from blowing, and then she helped Misty’s balls churn up yet more when she pressed a finger to the thickly leaking tip, parted it, and then pushed inside. The pleasure she granted with that forbidden insertion was exactly the sort of thing that could only last so long. Alice moved carefully, gradually, exploring that stiff shaft, touching it from within in all manner of ways Misty never knew shi needed. That had become a recurring theme for hir by that point. The snakes knew hir body so much better than even shi did, as if they had always known shi was coming. Hir cock started giving some particularly excessive trembles when Alice pushed in so deeply as to almost play with hir balls from within, and yet Misty wasn’t uncomfortable for a single second, no matter how badly hir lungs longed for air. Any burning, any pain was simply smoothed right over by the power of that venom in hir veins. Nonetheless, Alice began to pull back just as smoothly as she inserted her fingers, hand, then arm. There was no sustaining that ecstasy for long without completely breaking the mare. Misty was already a shaking, sweaty mess, hir heart pounding, eyes watering, even some saliva dripping from hir lips. Shi didn’t exactly look the picture of relaxation, and yet shi had never been more comfortable. Alice withdrew with a solid pop, leaving her scales soaked in yet more juices. She licked a few of them off and gave a little smile to hirself. Misty certainly didn’t see it. Locked somewhere beyond just in danger of passing out and edging on total oblivion, Misty still wasn’t too worried. Shi knew the spa was well equipped with the latest in reforming technology. The pods hummed nearby, drowned out by the hisses of hir predators. They were primed and ready for whatever happened to hir in their clutches. Though even so, shi was grateful they didn’t simply suffocate hir. That seemed less satisfying than somehow rebounding from that deeply submissive state and recovering once Thast finally loosened hir coils from the horse’s face and chest. The gasp from Misty’s lips was tremendous, bursting forth and leaving hir wheezing in the aftermath of being taken as close as possible to death without ever crossing that threshold. Or shi was pretty sure shi didn’t, anyway. They barely gave hir a chance to fully recover. Shi still couldn’t move hir arms. Thast kept them pinned while the mare in hir loops panted hir way back to life. Alice didn’t wait to stake hir claim either. All it took was slithering herself between those bound, athletic legs and introducing Misty to the tips of her paired cocks, all shiny black and textured, prodding pussy and ass alike with a little manuvering. There still wasn’t enough air in Misty’s lungs to manage a good moan, so shi settled for mouthing it. Hir eyes rolled back when she felt that delightfully slight double penetration filling hir up, getting all wrapped up in those well-stretched holes. Alice was already pumping out a generous dose of her own juices, shooting precum inside Misty’s womb and rump alike. She buried deep, and didn’t leave it at that either. With a squeeze of her coils, she pulled the mare back into every thrust she made, making them thump all the more firmly, grinding the scaled spot where her upper body met her more snakeish side against her entry point. She wasn’t just fucking, either. Each thrust did more than send yet more pleasure through Misty’s near-paralyzed form. Shi still didn’t cum. It was building, building, growing frightfully potent within hir balls while Alice plunged in and out of hir tender holes. Everything was as intense as it could possibly be, until it got even better. When Misty looked up and saw the inverted display of the giant cobra’s maw stretching open before hir, dripping with desire, shi knew shi was about to find the release shi needed. There was no need to explain herself. Thast was always going to eat hir. She did so as slowly and intimately as possible, descending upon her prey not with the swiftness of a cobra, but with the kind of tender care befitting a masseuse. Misty got to feel every single detail amplified a hundred times over by hir present state. Every little slurp was another orgasm, or so it felt. Shi sighed as she slipped over those tiny teeth, atop a plump glottis, feeling the air over the back of hir neck as shi went. Hir limited vision was soon framed by those impressive fangs, growing darker with every inch shi progressed towards the pending gulp. Hir body was getting rattled by Alice’s enthusiasm the entire time. Shi was so very close. When hir face touched that gullet flesh, shi felt something more than the constant building. There was no more edging once shi got all wrapped for the first deep, possessive gulp. It wasn’t a powerful one all considered, yet even feeling those inner muscles working to start swallowing hir in the slightest, knowing shi was one step closer to being snake food was exactly what allowed hir body to be released from the prison of all that pleasure, and to cum harder than shi ever had in hir entire life, harder than shi ever thought possible. Alice came with her. The clenching of the mare’s cunt winking all around her cock was good enough, and she got a nice squeezing from that tight ass too while she milked Misty’s prostate. The horse felt that flood of snake cum filling hir right up while shi unleashed hir own. Even for hir species, shi was productive. Bathing those coils, shi felt hir spunk soaking in between the loops while shi got swallowed. Hir cock wouldn’t stop shooting even as Thast continued hir meal, swallowing hir deeper and deeper. Each little ulp seemed to prolong that release all the more, pushing hir past hir limits and then even deeper into the perpetual spiral. Misty was still jizzing hirself absolutely stupid when shi was halfway down the cobra’s throat. Alice fucked hir all the way down, keeping her cocks pumping into the creampies she made of hir, squelching and schlicking her way into all that mess, letting it squirt out over her own coils and Misty’s legs. Everything came so easily for Thast. She hardly needed the assistance, sucking her prey inside with the kind of ease that came both from practice, and from that deeply rooted instinctual guidance. Misty felt those coils tighten just a little when Alice released hir legs and gave them to the cobra. Thast wasn’t letting go of her meal easily. There was no amount of squirming Misty could do anymore. Shi was still cumming, shooting it straight down Thast’s throat and soaking herself in steaming cream by the time Alice finally pulled out of hir. Shi soon felt a forked tongue teasing at hir ass and sex, lapping up some of that mess, letting the rest simply slosh within hir or squeeze out once hir belly was all the way inside the big snake’s throat. Another deep swallow sped things along the way ever so slightly, and shi even managed a slight kick of hir hooves to the pleasure of crossing that threshold. Or maybe that was just some twitching. It didn’t matter when shi found hirself fully constricted by the walls around hir, winding down the loops of coils that had once been all around hir, bulging beneath the golden scales. Shi didn’t even make for much of a swell. The finer details of hir breasts and hips had already vanished, appearing as little more than a lump winding its way towards Thast’s middle once she finally overtook Misty’s hooves. One more swallow, and the rest was a matter of smoothly sliding all the way within hir new home, with some help from Alice to massage that shape along, tending to client and masseuse all at once. Thast’s contented hiss sounded like a waterfall from Misty’s new perspective in the dark. The mare wondered just how long shi was going to spend inside the snake. Perhaps it was simply to spit hir out again, but Thast didn’t seem intent on that. The cobra was already curling herself, stacking her coils to cradle the bulge inside of her. Was digestion time included as part of the package? Misty knew how long snakes typically took to fully churn through their prey. Shi was going to be down there for a long, long time before she was melted enough for the pods to do their work. Shi thought that right up until shi felt the walls around hir suddenly clamped down all around hir form and the juices began to flow. Soon, it wasn’t just the snake herself hissing. Misty was immersed in especially potent fluids that were already getting to work rapidly dissolving hir bit by bit. It probably would have been a much more shocking sensation if not for the venom already in hir veins. That kept hir calm and content even when shi found hirself being rather rapidly, even aggressively digested whole. Such an active stomach came as a surprise from the gentle snake, but it simply told hir they still had plans when shi returned. Reaching out hir hands, Misty could feel hirself weakening as well as simply deteriorating. Shi got slushed and sloshed, rocked around by even the tiny movements of Thast’s breathing. When Alice applied herself to the mass of coils, looping and intertwining with the cobra somehow without ever getting tangled, everything got more active. Thast’s belly worked harder once the naga started grinding against her bulge, humping Misty slowly, deeply, really letting hir feel those twin cocks pressing into the scales. The pressure made hir sink all the deeper into the slurry, softening up beneath each thrust, unable to do anything but enjoy how much they were both enjoying hir. When shi was too soft to hump anymore, Alice swapped instead to finding Thast’s sex, aligning her shafts with the cobra’s cloaca and sinking deeply inside. Misty didn’t get to soak up quite as much attention, but shi could at least content hirself on inspiring so much snake lust. They fucked while shi digested, rocking hir to sleep when they weren’t shaking hir back awake. Shi began to drift, peacefully, despite barely being hirself by that point. It never hurt, it never burned, nor did it even itch. Shi tried to give a sigh and release hirself to Thast’s digestive system, but soon found there wasn’t even enough of hir left to do that with. Instead, shi slumped, and succumbed. The pods didn’t tend to work instantly. First, Thast had to digest the rest of hir, keeping hir suspended there, slushing, melting right down to the bones. Whatever had her belly working overtime like that quickly picked those apart, though she didn’t go so far as completely melting them down. Instead, she used the various twists and writhes that came with being so pleasantly double-penetrated and to guide her through the process of compressing the mare’s stripped skeleton down to a tight, mostly smooth pellet of sorts. Such a thing was easy to cough up with a little shudder, spitting it out from her open mouth to clatter down where the mare had been standing not long ago. That was going to be such a sight to see when shi walked on hir own two hooves once more. First, Thast hissed her way to a shared orgasm with Alice. If not for their colours, they would have been totally indistinguishable from one another in that mass of snake bodies. They constricted one another seemingly endlessly, caught in a loop, sloppily fucking until their hisses reached a peak. Alice came inside the cobra, hard. It was the kind of cumshot that was audible, especially in such a quiet room. They hugged, they nuzzled scaled heads, and they milked out that shared finish until there was no more ecstasy to share. That too was going to make for an impressive greeting when Misty stepped out of that pod. The tech was whirring, humming, doing its thing as it put its scans together. Maybe it was magic, maybe not. They didn’t bother to pay it any mind while they waited, holding each other, watching for the first sign of the mare, as if to ambush hir. The machine only needed a few more moments. --- [i]Beep beep beep.[/i] That wasn’t the usual soothing melody it played. Something was wrong. Again. Alice gave a sigh as she glanced over at the flashing error message. Maintenance required. “Such a bother. This is why I don’t rely on technology.” “Why you don’t give your prey a chance, you mean.” Thast’s tone was gently teasing at most. Alice tilted her head to the side, giving a playful thrust into that well-creamed cloaca. “Don’t tell me you’re not at least thinking about having that one all to yourself.” “I have considered it, yes.” Thast tipped her head down to examine her belly. “But if that were to be the last of such a beauty, I would have taken it much slower. That wasn’t the proper note to end it on.” “Mmm. Incorrigible. But you are right. I suppose there is also the matter of being our trusting client to contend with.” “Yes. And you knew that from the start. You’re simply teasing me.” Thast flicked her tongue at Alice, perhaps chastisingly. “Well then. What do you propose?” “Another round. I will make it work.” Thast’s tone was casual, but her expression shifted ever so slightly. Alice was a potent ambush predator, but intertwined like that, she was the smaller, less venomous of the snakes. Just a little danger flashing in the cobra’s eyes had a way of getting the naga stiff. She so loved it when Thast played those cards, to the point she didn’t bother to ask questions. How fucking was supposed to help with Misty’s predicament was unclear, but she was happy to fuck the gorgeous snake woman’s creamed cloaca as many times as she liked. The slow, sloppy strokes didn’t distract Thast from her deep concentration. She furrowed, splaying her hood to full size, and directed the energy within her to where it needed to be. That soul should have been swept up by the machine, placed in the pod to enter Misty’s reformed body to ensure there was a continuation of consciousness, that it was really hir who walked again after getting digested. Instead, Thast pushed it down, deeper. Not through her digestive system - though she could have. Instead, she directed it into her reproductive system, to mingle with her eggs, ready to be fertilized. Those paired shafts moved all the more swiftly for all the extra lubrication. When Thast was certain all was in place, she could simply enjoy herself. Tightly squeezing around the naga fucking her, she encouraged each thrust, each sloppy plunge inside her slit. Eventually they found their way to that dangerous kiss, fangs bared but never harming one another. Some aspect of Misty remained aware, soaking in their mutual lust, knowing it was all because of hir. Though shi had no idea where shi was, or what she was to become. Noisy friction and constant hissing ensured the two of them were going so much further than fucking. They were breeding together, simply to find a way to return Misty’s soul to a body - in some form. Thast’s slit was extra slick the entire time, pumping around those shafts, milking them for all they could give. Even Alice lost her rhythm for a moment at that feeling. There was nothing relaxing about the way they fucked, scales clapping together with increasing force, the naga sheathing her shafts deeply in that slit, to the very hilt, letting the beautiful cobra feel them throbbing for her, ready to knock her up and fertilize that soul. Their combined hisses were so powerful that they nearly shook Misty from hir spot. Or so it felt to hir, in some distant void, clinging to existence. Alice buried herself within Thast and flooded that cloaca, pouring her cum deep within the other serpent until it overflowed. The squelch of their continued sex, of the continued thrusting even through climax ensured they made as much a mess of each other’s scales as possible. That didn’t matter. It still worked, somewhere deep within. Misty felt hirself reconnecting with some physical form, though shi felt so much smaller than before. Hir consciousness was flooded with snake cum, but shi remained nestled, safe and surprisingly warm, somewhere deep within the cobra. It didn’t even feel like long to hir. What seemed like minutes was full days spent dwelling within the cobra’s body. Shi was well outside of the confines of the appointment by then, and probably missing several more. That really didn’t seem to matter to hir anymore. Eventually, shi found hirself reborn, laid from the same cloaca Alice so thoroughly fucked some weeks ago. That was an especially large egg, even for Thast. Misty didn’t have to grow up again. Shi was fully formed and ready to hatch by the time shi crawled forth from hir new home. Though shi was going to have to learn how to walk again, or slither as shi discovered. Shi toppled over on the first attempt, falling into Thast’s embrace and finding hirself comfortable and cozy there. The cobra’s hisses were welcoming and caring, Misty understood. Shi had an ear for them after hir transformations. Being reborn from a snake’s cum and egg alike meant shi wasn’t without some changes. Some semblance of the horse shi had been was still evidence - first in the ears, as well as the colours. Shi retrained hir chestnut tone, topped with some highlights of gleaming gold scales in hir new form, and some black stripes more similar to Alice’s patterns. With an upper half that was like the naga’s, and a thick lower half of coils, shi was fully serpentine in so many ways at that point, shaky with excitement to occupy that new body. Yet there remained a sure sign of hir equine nature, already on prominent display as shi touched and explored hir shapes. Just like Alice’s twin cocks, Misty had doubled up hir shafts with hir rebirth. They were an impressive sight, retaining hir horse qualities, flared and girthy. Of course shi couldn’t help touching them. There was something familiar about their texture, and the places they were sensitive. Each felt like a perfect twin of the one shi had as a horse, and shi found hirself huffing as she slowly stroked them, leaning against the thick, golden bulk of the cobra’s coils. “Apologies for the change of plans. But it seems you are enjoying the circumstances. If you have any concerns, I am here to take care of you.” Misty perked hir ears, doing hir best to interpret that tone. It was part service - as if somehow, weeks later, shi was still at hir massage appointment and Thast was doing her best to be a good attendant. But Misty heard something more in that lovely voice. There was motherly pride radiating out of Thast, and thinking of her that way - that was enough even to make a newly made naga like Misty blush somewhere beneath hir new scales. There was no need for further explanation when everything felt so good and right. A little mishap perhaps, but one that turned an appointment into a whole new life of pleasure and contentment. --- Doodle-dee! The silly little tune announced the success of the nigh-miraculous technology. Misty was alive again, hir same mind, hir same body, reunited as if rewound in time. Maybe shi had been to some extent, but there was still a little extra weight and girth on Thastillith’s thick form. It didn’t take hir long to spot the bone pellet that served as a discarded trophy of sorts, a sign that shi really had been completely digested by the snake. The same one who was hissing her delight as Alice slowly plunged her tongue in and out of that deliciously wet cobra cloaca while they waited. “There you are, ah ...” came Thast’s breathy greeting. “Here I am! Looks like you two couldn’t wait. Is this normally part of the massage too? A little voyeurism?” Misty certainly wasn’t saying it to complain. Just watching the two of them playing together had hir slit wet and hir cock rising, filling out until shi simply had to clutch it in both hands and give it a squeeze, to help it along the way. Alice slowly withdrew from where she was planted, licking her lips, and held out a hand towards the gloriously sight of the thoroughly soaked slit. “Oh, don’t mind me. Just getting it warmed up for you.” She slithered back a step, rising up, displaying her cocks. Misty eyed them up with a lick of hir lips once more, glancing back and forth between both snakes as if struggling to decide which one shi wanted more. Such a dilemma was entirely unnecessary to consider. All it took was Thast stretching out her tail and looping it around Misty to draw the mare in, exactly where shi needed to be, caught between them both. The serpents loomed over hir, lightly wrapping around hir waist and her legs respectively, but they left hir plenty of room to move that time. That meant Misty was free to stretch out across those golden coils and rub them right back as if to repay hir own masseuse. Just having sex with them, without any venom or breathplay involved, might not have been quite as intense as it had been, but Misty was thankful for that. Shi wasn’t sure how much shi could handle while still so freshly reformed. Hugging Thast a little closer, grasping that snake by the tail, shi found hir spot and slowly pushed forth, curiously exploring. Shi had never fucked a cloaca before. It proved soft and accommodating once shi wiggled a little, finding a place to sink in all the deeper, sliding hir cock under those scales and into a pleasantly slick, tight tunnel. For the first thrust, it felt like any other pussy Misty had ever fucked. Yet when the snake started writhing, squirming about in hissy pleasure, there was a whole new level of flexing and squeezing for Misty to experience. That slit kneaded the mare’s cock all the way down to the base by the time shi sank it all the way inside, leaving it there without moving hir hips just to enjoy in the sensations for as long as shi could. Hir expression became wide-eyed, open-mouthed, huffing softly as shi experienced everything a clenching cobra cunt could make hir feel. “It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it? I’ve seen her milk people without a single thrust.” Alice whispered wetly in Misty’s ear, briefly startling the mare who was so focused on the other snake. “But that won’t do at all. Just wait until you feel all those muscles rushing up and down your shaft on every stroke.” Her way of encouraging Misty to keep moving was to mount up behind hir, clutching the mare by the hips, pressing her thumbs into the muscles of those taut asscheeks just to make the horse tingle a little more. Misty may have been caught up in the moment, but shi still found hirself reflexively lifting up hir tail for a fine pair of cocks like that. Wiggling a little, lightly clenching in anticipation hirself, shi made a fine home for Alice’s twins. Of course the naga wasn’t content with a single hole when shi could so easily maneuver herself to double-penetrate Misty all at once. Pushing in nice and deep, stuffing Misty’s ass and pussy alike, she soon got the horse bucking in pleasure. That naturally led to more controlled thrusting, and soon shi was right back to fucking the cobra while the red naga fucked hir. Their rhythm became a dance, with a hefty pair of horse nuts slapping on some sex-slick scales, and the constant hisses keeping time. Flowing together, rolling hir hips as if shi was a serpent hirself, Misty got completely lost in all the new pleasures, plapping that golden snake about as hard as shi possibly could. Shi already thought the flexes felt good, but even better was the experience of the cobra’s orgasm. Thastillith came for hir, all wrapped around hir cock, hugging it to the very base, kneading, milking, pumping hard. There was absolutely no amount of stamina or willpower that could have kept Misty from cumming right along with her. Shi gave a buck, a bit of a neigh, and then plunged deep, winking on Alice’s cocks or simply squeezing tight. Every rush of cum shooting inside one snake was equal to the flood that Alice gushed within hir, making a fine mess of hir thighs and rump while Misty overflowed Thast’s slit. Huffing, sometimes wincing from pleasure, Misty slowly settled down to kissing the snake’s underbelly, splayed across hir, still buried within, twitching to the very last. The initial explosion of orgasm was one thing, but it just kept going, kept leaking out of hir until shi was completely dry. It didn’t take long before shi couldn’t stand a single squeeze more. There was such thing as too much pleasure. Though that didn’t mean shi was done with such a gorgeous, creamed hole. It hardly took hir a moment after pulling out of the cobra’s cloaca to wiggle back, pressing into Alice, and take a dive into the mess shi made. Thast didn’t so much as have to ask. Misty was glad to eat her out, slipping and slopping, cleaning up hir own cum as thoroughly as shi could. Sometimes shi still got the occasional bob of Alice’s hips, pressing hir forth to ease hir just a little deeper. Misty didn’t question it. Shi had already sampled the giant cobra’s appetite thoroughly, and so when shi found hirself slipping inside that slit, snout first, shi was happy to accept whatever became of it. “I have been thinking ... such a gift as yours, Misty. And yours, Alice. I would rather like to try it for myself, if you are willing to lend me a little of your essence. In more ways than you already have.” Thast spoke as calmly and quietly as ever, though Misty could hear that little spark of hunger and lust intertwining like the serpents they were. Alice put a hand on the back of the mare’s head, though she didn’t push just yet. She was waiting for Misty’s approval. The mare could express that just fine by taking a long, deep huff of that slit and pushing hirself in all on hir own with a long, drawn-out sigh of pleasure. Shi felt the juices squelching around hir face as much as shi felt the ripples of muscle drawing hir in. The long, smooth slurp over hir body felt like yet one more massage. Shi couldn’t help letting it get hir hard again, no matter how drained shi was. It all just felt too good on hir naked body. Everything was slick and just warm enough to be cozy, never hot. The snake’s body was so accommodating, wherever shi wanted it. It wasn’t long after shi was waist-deep in that slit and Alice slowly pulled out of hir to cum on hir butt a few times that she felt hirself getting more than just squeezed. Assimilating into the cobra’s body, clench by clench, only brought hir yet another new kind of bliss. All shi needed to do was let go and be enveloped by the embrace and the scent shi so adored. There wasn’t much to taste anymore with hir senses going dull, but sensation remained, even as the cobra slurped hir long legs away. Immersed to the hooves in cobra cunt and never regretting it, Misty allowed hirself to be kneaded and juiced down into a quivering orgasm surging through the big snake’s nerves. Thast gave a squirt with the horse still stuffed inside of her, but that wasn’t what she was after. Shi was taking more of Misty, and more. There was nothing to fear with those pods working so effectively. There was another pleasure forming in what remained of the mare’s mind. Shi felt hir entire body stiffening, and perhaps somehow doubling. It took hir some time to make sense of the new situation. Getting juiced down to a climax in that slit, shi was pushing back out, but this time as a pair of twinned cocks, snakelike and equine all at once. Such a beautiful flared gift shi had given Thast, and such a sensitive one too. Alice was all over that pair in a moment, of course. She grasped one and squeezed it at the base, helping it to fill out. A quick flick of her tongue to take in its scent, and then she descended upon the other, sucking it with ease, swallowing it, letting Misty feel the pulses of her throat through the shaft shi had become. The schlurk of Alice sucking hir off made Misty forget all about the fact that shi wasn’t returning to hir normal self yet. When shi hadn’t exactly died, there was no need for one of those pods. Shi was simply trapped, getting to experience what it was like to get hir cock sucked and be the cock getting sucked all at once. Channelling hir pleasure into those shafts, shi soon had them flaring in the naga’s grasp or gullet, and the cobra herself was writhing again. Losing even just a little control of herself at a size like hers caused the room to shake. “Oh, that’s ... oh they are far too sensitive, my ...” came the cobra’s startled moans as she got herself sucked to orgasm in the span of a minute. Misty did everything shi could, if shi was even doing anything. Those shafts flared and bulged, tense all over. They thumped with pleasure and swelled taut, stretching even bigger while they pumped with pleasure. A sudden, shocking release of cum left the cobra recoiling, curling up just to deal with how good it all felt. She fucked a load down Alice’s throat and let the other cock simply erupt everywhere, splattering the red snake and their surroundings in pure, hybrid spunk. The extra essence left over from Misty’s transformation simply got melted down to seed, just to make even more of a mess. Painting, hosing, soaking down the room and themselves, the snakes delighted in Misty’s new form until there was simply nothing left to milk from that set. Alice hissed so sweetly it was like she was purring, while Thast simply panted and flicked her tongue, spitting slightly as she got a hold of herself. She breathed deep and shook her great hooded head before she was steady enough to speak once more. Misty could hear her. “Ahhh, I had not ... considered the intensity of this experience. Nor its apparent permanence. But fear not. Even if the pods cannot reach you, we will find a way to return you to your regular form.” “After we’ve had our fun, of course.” Alice’s sly smirk was audible even to the snakecocks Misty was. “I’d rather like to see what it’s like to get fucked by a pair like that, with all that cobra muscle backing them up.” “Mm. Perhaps indeed ...” Thast couldn’t help a dreamy sigh at the thought. “But we thank you for being such a wonderful client regardless.” Misty wished shi could thank them back for the experience, but merely thinking too much felt a little too good. Shi felt every little twitch as those cocks softened and withdrew into the snake’s wet slit, little by little. Dormant for the moment, to recover, but not for long. There was so much fun to have as a pair of equine hemipenes, shi wasn’t even sure shi wanted to go back. At least not yet. Not for a while. Shi could enjoy the extended benefits of hir treatment for as long as shi wanted, totally for free.