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Prey or Play?

Commission for Jonnyd1988 / Jonnyd2

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

18th October, 2021

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Prey or Play?

Brian made his way home along the rain swept streets, his collar pulled up around his neck as he hunched over and walked along. Tonight the music had been alright, not great, but alright. There was just that elusive something in it. They'd all felt it – on the verge of true creationism and greatness – but just not quite there...close, but not quite.

As he turned down the road that lead to his small apartment, he pulled the key ring from his pocket and flicked through the keys. Maybe next week, they'd get that mid-part done and truly meld as a band...maybe.

He unlocked the door and walked inside, closing it quietly behind him as he turned towards the post box. Taking another key he unlocked it and took out a hand full of envelopes which he tucked into an inside pocket.

Nodding to another resident, he walked up to the second story and unlocked the door, then slipped inside and leaned back against it with a sigh. His eyes swept over the apartment – sure, it wasn't much – but it was home. In a large glass tank his beloved companion was curled up, basking on a large flat rock and seemingly oblivious to the human who had intruded on its solitude.

“Good to see you too," Brian chuckled as he walked over and looked down at the brilliant yellow and white snake that looked up and flicked her forked tongue at him. “Yeah, I know, I'm late – band practice ran late..."

Seemingly uninterested in the affairs of mortals, the snake merely slithered up and used its powerful muscular body to poke its head up over the tank and stare at him through slit pupils.

“Oh, so you're feeling affectionate tonight are you? That new heat lamp working out for you sweetheart?"

He reached into the tank and took the large reptile out, draping her around his neck where she seemed to dislike the wet clothing and made her displeasure felt by sliding down his right arm and onto the bed.

“You're right, I'm wet and cold – I'll go shower and we'll spend some much needed quality time, just you and me, how's that sound?"

He felt a little silly talking to her, she merely flicked her tongue and squirmed over the bed, seeking somewhere warm and comfortable.

“Alright, alright, keep your scales on!" He chuckled.

He pulled off the wet jacket and hung it up to dry before taking some dry clothes from the cupboard and heading into the small bathroom. As the shower heated, the old pipes crashing and groaning, he sat on the bed and pulled his wet shoes off, then the socks, dropping them carelessly on the floor. He didn't care, he was a bachelor, as such, his home might look like a bit of a mess, but so be it! At least he knew where he left things!

Standing up, he unclasped the belt and pulled it free of the loops, then dropped it onto the floor as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his thighs. Curious, the serpent slid across the bed and once more, used its powerful muscles to sit up and gaze at him.

“I can see you watching me," Brian chuckled. “Looking at me like I'm some kind of snack – well, dream about it! You know better than to try that, you're sweet and gentle and...very affectionate tonight!"

She ignored the words as she slid closer and started to crawl up his back, the feel of those iridescent scales against his shirt making him squirm and chuckle. Carefully, he twisted about and picked her up and set her back down on the bed again.

“Stay put, I don't want to play hide and seek with you tonight, you get me?"

With a flick of her tongue, she merely squirmed over and tried to hide herself under the two pillows at the head of the bed.

“Alright, you hide there, I know where you are at least..."

Brian left her to her own devices as he peeled his shirt off and headed into the shower. It was just what he felt he'd need, a nice hot shower, then sprawl on the bed, naked as the day he'd been born. His beloved seven foot long python to snuggle and caress as he'd drift off to sleep.

*

He felt refreshed after his shower, relaxed and warm – just the way she would prefer him to be. Naked, he'd towelled off and walked back into the bedroom then picked up the pillow...no python...

“Oh, come on, where you hiding now?" Brian groaned as he lifted up the other one.

Once again, no python.

“Fine, you play your silly games, I'm going to bed – join me if you want, you're clever enough to get back into your tank on your own!"

As he lay himself down, wriggling to get comfortable, he suddenly squealed and giggled as he felt a forked tongue flicker over the sole of his left foot. Pulling it aside, he seen his beloved companion slither her way up over the foot of the bed. First her head, then her neck – her movements were sensual, pleasing and very ticklish as her scales slithered over his foot and made his way up his shin. Her slit pupil eyes seemed to bore into his as she slid even further upwards.

“You're being very...intimidating..." Brian sniggered as he brushed his thigh with his fingers. “Almost threatening, but I know you love and adore me, as I do you! Now, stop playing and get up here where you belong! You want petting and nose kisses? Move that scaled hide!"

As if sensing or even understanding him, she slithered up his thigh, her cold head making him tremble as she kept her eyes on him, that tongue flicking and scenting the air as she moved with intent and purpose up his belly and towards his chest. Tenderly, he brushed across her thick muscular neck – his fingers going with the direction of the scales as he used his other hand to slip under her throat and lift her head up.

Gazing into her eyes, he felt as he'd always felt from the moment he'd first bought her – that intense physiological and emotional bond that existed between him and his beloved python. She lifted her head up and gazed into his eyes, he in turn gazing back, before he lifted her up and forwards then lightly brushed his lips against her scaled nose. In return, she flickered her forked tongue over his lips in her equivalent – so he believed - of a kiss.

“What's with your eyes tonight? They're much brighter and more intense than usual..." Brian murmured, as he continued to stroke her.

She gazed back at him, unblinking and staring – almost hypnotically – and he found himself unable to look away.

This must be how a mouse feels when its in her tank...how...strange...

Her tongue flickering and eyes staring, Brian felt himself being drawn deeper and deeper into her gaze – losing all consciousness of the room. It was as if it all just melted away, all he saw was those bright golden eyes that seemed to grow and fill his mind and vision.

“Sleeeeeeep...." Came a whisper.

Where...who...what... Brian's mind become ensnared and foggy.

“Sleeeeeeeepppppppppp..."

His eyelids slammed shut like twin storm shutters...

*

Brian felt the firmness of his beloved python as she slithered and curled around him. Whilst this wasn't unexpected, she often rubbed herself and coiled around him – almost as if his natural body heat was being drawn off to warm her cold blood.

Yet this felt...different, unusual somehow – more sensual and he had to admit, arousing even! Sure, it wasn't the first time he'd gotten hot and sweaty when she'd slithered and crawled over him. Something about the feel of those ice-cold scales against him...

He tried to open his eyes, feeling like they were weighted down with lead, for they were...Oooo... His mind swirled as he felt the rasp of scales seemed to be almost deafening!

“Isssss prey?" Came a hissing whisper against his ear. “Ssssmeeelllss like not prey..."

“No, not prey!" Brian giggled, then reached out and touched her...

His eyes snapped upright as he felt what should not be...for her body? It felt as thick as a telephone pole...no, that wasn't possible! As he focused, he found himself staring into her brilliant gold eyes – eyes that were almost as large as his head!

“Buh..." He gurgled, mind unable to process what his eyes were trying to tell him was real, but his mind refused to acknowledge it.

“Notssss.... prey..." Come the sibilant whisper.

He stared at her, watching as her lips parted with each individual letter and syllable. This was impossible – she was a feral snake, they couldn't...

As if reading his mind, she smiled broadly and her forked tongue flickered. “Iss such impossible? No... I am...not what you imagine me to be? How you spoke of your fantasies and desires to me each night?"

“You...you're a..." Brian squirmed, feeling the weight of her starting to press him down against the bed.

“I am what you wished me to become, on this night, you are both prey and play..."

Brian blinked and felt her move again, those cold scales prickling his flesh as they moved over him.

“You spoke of what you wished to do with me...now shall we explore these ideassss? You are like little mouse...maybe rat..."

A smile split her scaled muzzle from one side to the other as she opened her mouth, revealing rows of sharp, pointed fangs as she hissed at him, then shut her muzzle again.

“Fear not little rat-man, I would not eat my play... Now, you had some... interesting ideas! Shall I fulfil your heart desire? How shall I make your fantasy and dreams come true?"

“I'm...no, I'm delusional, dreaming...I got to..."

Slithering forwards, the Serpent's tongue flickered against his cheek almost seductively.

“Feels like fantasy? No...is not fantasy... Now, enough talk, talk is all mammals do!"

Brian felt her slide over him, then as she twined herself around him, muscular coils tightened and squeezed – but it was not to imprison and crush – no, this was...sensual and pleasurable. Brian knew from experience when his beloved python got a little excited – the pure force she could exert with these coils.

“So...not dream... I know we had some..."

“Shhh, squeak not little rat!" Come her whisper as she enfolded him from ankle to chest – her eyes on his as she smiled again, keeping her teeth from showing. “Play is play, talk is talk. We serpents grow weary of talk, talk talk! Explore my body, feel my powerful muscular coils around you – tell me... of your fantasy again? What was it? Oh, you spoke to me that night – of how you would..."

With surprising speed she unrolled from him and lifted herself up, towering over him. Brian took a moment to blink, then shake his head as he looked around him and once more, his mind fell away.

His bed looked like it was a mile or more across and three times that in length! Turning about as he got to his feet and looked at the pillows behind him. They were the size of a school bus, if not bigger.

“Little rat, why are you surprised so?" Came that hissing whisper. “Tonight, as I said, it is a special night – now...rat has fantasies... interesting ones..."

“No, I'm not a...a rat...what happened to me? Why am I...how..."

With a sigh, she shook her head slowly from side to side. “Too many words, words are irrelevant! Action is important, we cold blooded ones hate words! Words are energy and energy we have little of – so no, no more questions rat!"

Rat? I'm not a...a rodent...how did she...what happened to me? I'm like – tiny! I must be all of like...

Her eyes glimmered in the moonlight, bright and golden as she transfixed Brian with her hypnotic stare again. Almost like a switch had been thrown within his mind, his questions and confusion just vanished.

“No words rat..." She repeated, her forked tongue flickering and tickling his throat. “Rat is tasty..."

Brian's eyes widened as she smiled at him, her humour in her eyes, but that close to her fanged muzzle and those eyes...he truly felt like he would be dinner, not her plaything this night.

“Now, shall we tease a rat? How shall we terrorise and torment? No... is not rat, not food. Is owner and carer..."

“I'm...not food..." Brian stammered.

“I tease, rat. I tease!" She smiled again then used her powerful muscles to raise herself up and look down at him.

“Hairless rat would be easier to eat..."

“Hey!" Brian yelped, then slapped her gently on the scaled chest.

It felt like he was striking a steel wall. So strong were the muscles, she didn't even twitch – or even seem to notice. As she slithered around him, he trailed his fingers down her scaled back and felt her squirm and tremble at his gentle caress.

“We do like rat touches, here, there..."

Her body rippled and twisted as she rolled and turned – Brian's fingers rubbing and caressing wherever she indicated.

“Good rat, but energy needed for play. No more teasing rat, no more drawing out pleasure. Now...down..."

Her command flattened him like she'd struck him. He fell backwards onto the bed with a gasp and stared up as she lifted her head up over him and looked down at him. Her tongue flickered as she scented him and her smile split her scaled face as she nodded and moved with intent and purpose. Almost purposefully, perhaps it was, she used her tongue to tickle and taste the human beneath her, her eyes staying locked on those of her beloved owner as he gasped and squirmed helplessly.

“Tickles..." He squealed and writhed.

“Shh, rat." She hissed and used her flexible tongue like a human would use their fingers.

It wasn't as rough as he'd imagined it to be. It was surprisingly soft, cold and tantalising all at the same time. Her head swayed like a King Cobra as she licked from one side of his chest to the other, then downwards in a sensual way that no human woman had ever hoped too!

“Urgh - “ Brian wheezed as her tongue flickered over his belly and made him tremble.

“Careful rat - “ Come the warning growl. “I might forget myself – you are a most tasty treat..."

Brian held his fingers to his mouth, trying to stifle the giggles and moans that wanted to burst forth. As her head moved lower, somehow, she managed to maintain eye contact with him – her slit pupils dilating and growing as a smile spread across her scaled muzzle again.

“I've always wondered - “ She whispered. “Just what a male rat really tastes like...not from a meal perspective but...something else..."

Brian's eyes widened as he felt her scaled chin rub the wrong way – the sharp edges of the scales catching as she smiled wider.

“Shall I find out rat? Will you squeak?"

“What...what are you doing?" Brian murmured, eyes wide like dinner plates.

“Fulfilling my owners fantasy..." Came her whispered response, as she bobbed her head in a serpent nod. “You will squeak rat, I'm certain of it..."

Cautiously, she slid herself backwards, her tongue flickering and tickling as Brian squirmed and giggled helplessly. He'd never imagined how amazing her tongue really was and...and... his eyes widened as he felt ice cold scaled lips pluck at his penis as it was picked up and dropped again.

“No..." He squealed. “No, you can't..."

“Shush rat..." She hissed and grinned widely.

He gasped as her tongue wavered over his penile length then wrapped itself around it.

“Nnngh!" Brian gurgled helplessly.

A smile spread ever further on her muzzle as she looked up at him, then down again as if deep in concentration. Her jaws widened and without a thought – her tongue retracted bringing the tasty treat into her fanged mouth.

“Nnnn...noo..." Brian yelped. “Your...fangs - “

With a hiss of irritation, she glared at him, before sighing and returning to her intent and will. He could feel the powerful contractions of her tongue against the pale skin. Pleasure coupled with fear as his mind tried to encompass he was about to receive oral sex – from a snake!

She smiled and pressed her scaled nose down against his lower stomach as she used the strong throat muscles and flexible tongue with amazing skill and technique. Not a single razor-like fang so much as even pricked him as she intently and pleasurably brought him to full arousal within her scaled muzzle.

“Urgh...nnnn..." Come the unintelligible grunts.

Her eyes glazed over with the nictating membrane as she worked him to the very edge of sweet orgasmic release – only to hold him there in perpetual torment and pleasure. She could smell his scent, taste him within her muzzle and the scents were most pleasing to her indeed.

He would recover his composure and quit trembling, only for her to playfully use her strong lips to squeeze him again and again as she'd raise her muzzle and wrap her tongue around it from tip to base and again – draw him back inside her mouth once more.

Pleasurable hisses come from deep within her throat that sent their vibrations through his entire body.

“Oh my...." Brian gurgled, eyes rolling as he felt her work him over again.

A warning hiss through her nostrils silenced him like words would not, as her nictating membrane snapped backwards and she glared at him as if ordering him to remain silent.

“Sorry..." Brian shuddered and gripped the blanket beneath his hands.

Frustrated and irritated, the snake gave a ever so gentle nip with her fangs and he got the hint quick. She smiled at him and her gentle attentions grew in intensity and force as her tongue tightened like coils around his length.

“Raf..." Came the voice from her throat, muffled and almost indistinct. “Raf wil feek..."

Raf wil feek? Brian's mind tried to understand it.

She smiled wider than he'd ever seen, as she pressed her nose down against his belly and began to use her tongue like she'd never done before. He could feel the saliva, cold, wet, sticky even – then as she slid her tongue downwards and encircled his testicles, Brian bucked against her muzzle and she hissed in surprise as he slapped his hands on the back of her head then gave her his gift.

Hot and sticky, it blasted down her reptilian throat in one strong pulse after another. She trembled and felt the warmth and love from this moment suffuse her from within.

Brian did squeak like a rat...loudly, lovingly and eagerly...

*

Slurping and suckling, she cleaned him of the salty gift he had given her, then lifted her head up to gaze down at him.

“Mmm, sweaty rat...was this what rat imagined?" She asked, her tongue flickering as her scent receptors in her muzzle went into overdrive at the strong, musky scent from him.

“I...ugh...I fantas...sised..." Brian stammered.

“Breathe rat - “ She smiled at him, then slid her head up his belly and licked his chin. “I imagined rat would be..."

Her head tilted to the side as she seemed to be lost in deep thought for a moment.

His hand rubbed gently under her chin, snapping her out of her thoughtful revelry as she tilted her head back and exposed her vulnerable pale scaled throat to him. Such a sign of submission and trust, was almost unheard of. He lovingly caressed and stroked her neck as she squirmed and writhed against him, their mutual love and shared experience bonding them closer than ever before.

“Rat..." Came her sibilant hiss, her tongue tickling his ear. “I feel you against me, your warmth is lovely..."

Brian giggled and kissed her chin, her neck, his hands stroking and caressing her scales.

“I would...like rat..." She squirmed and moved, intentionally rubbing her cold belly against his groin.

“Eek!" Brian squeaked.

“Rat will claim me, show me how rat longed to mate with me, as rat fantasied and told me."

“I...I mean...you...wait – what?"

“I feel rat firm against scale, is pleasing, but rat will..."

She moved further up, pressing him down beneath her weight and suddenly, Brian felt his firm length press against something that made him gasp. A warm slit pushed down as she flexed her muscles and awkwardly, did she take him inside her cloaca.

“Urgh..." Brian wheezed, his eyes broad and unseeing, as he felt the tightness of her depths then the strong flexion of her vaginal muscles as she sheathed him and squeezed.

“Rat is no male snake - “ Come her voice as he rested her head on the pillow and squirmed against him. “Rat will please me..."

“I...we..." Brian stammered.

“Shush rat..."

How, he did not know, but she began to wind herself around his shins and twist him over and around as more and more of her muscular, scaled body wrapped him in tightening coils.

“Urgh you..." Brian gasped, as he felt her pull him hard against her, the muscle contracting like steel bands as another coil folded over the last until at last they were twisted together as one – her upper body held up as she looked down upon him.

“Rat will suffice, this is – enjoyable."

“I...how can we...how can I make love...I only - “

“Rat be quiet..."

Brian had indeed fantasised, imagining how it'd feel to be balls deep within his beloved serpent – yet it had only been a whim – a fantasy – now as she tightened some coils and relaxed others, his mind was incapable of processing the sensual and physical emotions.

Muscular contractions rippled from penile head to base and back – then randomly, then squeezed down with enough force he thought he'd just die from the pleasure as their unnatural lovemaking continued. She twisted and rolled back and forth across the bed, keeping him tight against and within her.

“Nnnngh...no...don't..." Brian wheezed. “Stop...please!"

“Why stop rat? I am only starting to enjoy this..."

*

An hour, two, he didn't know, he couldn't know – how many times she brought him to orgasm again and again, each time just as strong and powerful as the last – his seed spurted inside her again and again. He felt trapped, her tight coils ensnaring him as she looked down at him and the smile that split her scaled face was unmistakable.

“Rat is most...enjoyable." She hissed and flicked her tongue against his ear. “Maybe I not eat rat after all..."

He stared up at her, as she clenched her cloaca muscles again and he was helpless as she wrung another orgasm from him. He couldn't move a inch, so tight did she hold him – as she sighed and leaned down to touch her nose to his, her tongue flickering over his lips.

“Good rat, give much for our eggs..."

“I...,ugh...please – we can...I can not..."

“I jest rat. You will not put me with eggs. Yet you have...pleased me, greatly. I know I pleased you! I can smell your delicious scent, it is better than any food you ever gave me. Now, I know ways to keep rat..."

Her tail flicked and she squeezed down with her cloaca muscles again, making Brian gasp and moan helplessly.

“Night is still young rat...much pleasure will you bring me...and me you, yes?"

Brian shuddered and gently placed both hands on her scaled cheeks, pulling her head down as he pressed his mouth against her lips and kissed her adoringly. She flicked those nictating eyelids again as she smiled and once more began to sensuously ripple her coils.

“I like you rat. I think this is nice, to lay with rat, to feel you in my coils, to hold and be held, is nice, is it not?"

Brian could only nod, as he felt her muscles again squeezing and rippling against his erect length that was buried deep within her.

“I will not eat rat, no..." Came her quiet voice. “Break rat? Yes...but not eat rat..."

“Break..." Brian moaned helplessly as he stared up into those large, golden eyes.

“I jest rat... I have watched you from my tank. When you pleasure yourself... I know how many times you can give that... warmth inside of me. I will test the rat this night. I wonder...will rat... Rat?"

Brian's eyes were closed, his exhausted human body wrapped tightly in her strong muscular coils, his body limp and unresponsive.

With a frustrated hiss, the serpent shook her head.

“Huh...rat sleeping..."

Loosening her coils, she rested her scaled chin on his shoulder and continued her sensual lovemaking with him, her contentment visible as a broad smile spread across her muzzle and she licked his ear with a forked tongue.

“I will not eat the rat..."

Brian, unconscious and unknowing, didn't hear her voice. She had broken her human rat, in more ways than his wildest fantasies had ever imagined and now, his arms wrapped around her neck, he cuddled her tight in his sleep as she squirmed and continued to self-pleasure herself with him. She wasn't done with her dear rat – oh no, she was only getting started...

*

Brian awoke the next morning with a start, feeling exhausted – like he'd run a marathon in his sleep. His beloved python was curled around him like a living blanket of scales and as he lovingly caressed her neck, she trembled and lifted her head up.

“Good morning to you too my sweet companion - “ Brian shivered and pressed his curled fingers under her chin, lifting up her head as he pressed his lips against hers. “I had the most...incredible...dream last night..."

Staring at him from behind her golden eyes, she just flickered her tongue and her lower coils relaxed and Brian gasped as he felt something slide off of his length which slapped wetly against his belly. He felt her tremble – the convulsive quiver running from her head to the tip of her tail, as she lifted her head up higher, then looked down at him and her forked tongue flickered over his nose.

“No...it was...a dream..." Brian moaned, going white and staring up into her eyes.

She didn't say a word – only looked down at him and flickered her tongue again, before she slithered over towards her tank and climbed back inside it, curling up on the hot rocks.

“It was just a...dream..." Brian murmured as he looked down at his penis that dribbled the last of the sticky semen onto his belly. “Wasn't it...?"

END