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This is a dead dove do not eat one shot where the main potential triggers include: dub con/non con, psychological manipulation, hybrid, monster/beast sex, double penetration, breeding kink, size kink, power play, dom sub, Yandere.
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Your legs are frozen into icicles, solid and painful. In an attempt to lift your knees to trot through the pillowy snow, you trip a bit falling face-first into the sharp painful cold. Just a little more and you’d reach the place where you iced salmon just before winter came howling into your small hut in the woods. It’s the best place to hide when the world is filled with predators—monsters: hybrids that call themselves ‘humans’ despite delving deep into their animalistic ancestors’ tendencies. The dog hybrids would be possessive and clingy to their partners, the rabbits shivering unable to face criticism of their boss and the cats ever so cold and distant. These house animals were easy to interpret when you first fell through the wormhole. They’d ask you where your fluffy ears were if you preferred hiding your tail in your pants. However, as you try to live in this society you realise that there are not just domestic animals, but also wild hunters with canines that will rip your throat out and claws that are ready to dig into your eyes the second you look at them wrong in the streets. Bears, lions, leopards, and other elite predatory hybrids dominated the higher end of society. The CEOs, politicians, and masters of the world to whom all of the food chains kneel to. So, you decided to hide and live out the rest of your life in peace. Finally, living without everyone on the road staring at you for not having fluffy ears and a tail. To live peacefully away from the bloody boardroom fights and crazy serial murderers who bite into prey like you for fun. This brutal society was worse than your original one. This is the animal kingdom.
Living in a secluded area and providing yourself with everything you need to survive meant one trouble. Hunting. You’ve become highly skilled at farming, archery and fishing with the occasional trading with the farmers 10km east. The rabbit old lady who grows a plethora of food at a wholesale price. Her terrible eyesight makes it so much easier to fool when you wear your fake cat ears and tail.
However today there’s no way out, you’ve miscalculated the days of food hence your current struggle. You had to find the green and blue flag you put down during spring and autumn. It was the sign for your frozen fish and extra serving of vegetables. They weren’t far just a mere 1.5km from your wooden home and farm, but when the wind is howling, whipping your hair backwards as you hold down your fluffy hat and your four layers of goose-down clothing, the journey is starting to feel triple the length.
Suddenly you catch a glimpse of a dirty green and mute blue colour flipping back and forth. It was around your hip height calling out for you. You sigh in relief as you “swim” closer to your destination. Finally food! The journey back will be a lot easier when hope is in your arms.
Crack
You stop your movement. Something under your feet doesn’t feel right. This ground is meant to be earth, not a lake, so there’s no way there’d be the crack of a river heard so loudly against the demanding wind. You feel a warm heated rod circle around your ankle and pull you down into the ice at the speed that a whack-a-mole runs away. Your arms fly upwards, and the food flag disappears from your sight as your body goes under into the earth and past the layers of roots. A clean hole as if a hunter’s trap. The trail is endless. The monster that has a firm grip around your ankle continues to drag you down the dark channel. It was surprisingly warm and cozy but with the speed you were going, fear overtook the warmth. You try to claw the edges of the channel to any tree roots or rocks only failing to do so and hurting your fingertips.
Thud
You plop onto a soft warm black surface that has bumps and lumps all around, one coiled around another, each the colour of black tyres and the thickness of one too. It was massive! The entire black coil moved up and down slowly as if it were breathing and alive.
“Ow…” you wince looking at your bleeding fingertips.
“Who dares disturb my brumation?” A deep roar echoes in the warm chamber.
“I…I…” you stutter looking right and left trying to figure out the source of the sound while you try to kick off the coil that tightened around your ankle.
“A female?” The same voice purrs. The black lumps begin to move and the section you were seated on pushes you forward. Something warm and thick wraps around your torso, firm and tight restraining your arms, lifting you in the air and pushing your ahem assets out. You are brought face to face with a pale handsome man with black pearls as eyes, beautiful long hair that the ladies would be jealous of and the body of an incubus. He was technically naked though his lower body wasn’t human, it was connected to black scales that reflected under the dim torch that you just noticed hung above you.
“How bold little one.” He smiles revealing his sharp canines like that of vampires’.
“I’m sorry for intruding, I didn't mean to disturb you, please let me go home.” You blurt out in a hurry. You wriggle your body left and right in an attempt to squirm out of the uncomfortable restrain only to feel another coil slot itself in between your legs and wrap itself around your left thigh squeezing your chub.
“Tsk, ow” your pout.
“Just what hybrid are you?” The man tilts his head like a puppy and his split tongue licks his lips like a predator about to devour its meal.
“You certainly are no deer, are you?” His eyes glimmer an evil glint as his pupils narrow into a slit. This is exactly the type of hybrid you want to avoid. He must be a python hybrid, a dangerous one at that. Though the tip of his tail looked a bit different.
The tail wrapped around your ankle let go of you and slithered to your chin lifting your face to look at him in the eye. “Where are your ears and tail?”
The huge man drops you back on the ground. You sit up to look around your surroundings with your brief moment of freedom. The ground was not made of black lumps, they were huge coils of his tail. One over another, intertwined with each other like a grandma's knitting. The den was the size of a living room, and that man was twice your width. If he had been an ordinary human from your world, he’d be at least 190cm. His broad shoulders and perfect abs would’ve qualified him as a high-end model. But he’s not, he’s a python hybrid and you’re sitting on his coils like a rat, a rat that can become a great mid-hibernation snack for him. You shudder as you back away from him trying to get some distance between that mouth of his that grew into a smirk as he looked and your shivering form with something more than hunger.
“You’re pure human.” His grin grows showcasing more of his sharp teeth. A loud scraping sound could be heard as his canines dropped extending their length. This was a bad sign, a terrible sign, a life and death situation escalated to a death and less painful death situation. Predator hybrids can drop their canines when they experience heightened emotions such as aggression, or hunger or if their predator instincts have been triggered to the max.
“A human! How interesting!” Your body is wrapped tightly in hot black coils however this time each of your limbs is stretched, like a starfish, to the fullest as if this man is trying to pull you apart.
“I’m Getou Suguru, pleasure to meet you love. I am a rattlesnake and python mixture hybrid.” He lifts the tip of his tail and vibrates it to make a horrifying rattle sound. “Interesting isn’t it. “ that same rattling tail tip slithers under your thick clothes and lifts them with a strong tug to expose your soft stomach.
“Hmm” the man hums in approval. His hand ghosts over your belly and slides under your clothes to cup one of your breasts, squeezing the fat. “You’re so soft.” He exclaims pupils growing wider in width.
“Ah! No! Stop please!” You plea before a coil wraps around your mouth to shush you. Your eyes widen in fear, a frown building on your forehead. His tail lets go of your clothes and touches your inner thigh where it connects close to your private part.
You attempt to shake your head only to gasp into the scales when he accidentally touches your nipple.
“Are you a virgin or just haven’t been touched for so long you’re this sensitive? Are all humans this sensitive?” His void eyes stare into yours as he continues “You know, we have mixture hybrids to breed the most dominant and perfect alphas, top of the food chain. But have you ever thought, once you perfect it how do you continue it?”
His entire face darkens, and his smirk gives a sick and wicked atmosphere. The walls of the lair have become so much more oppressive. The coils of his body warmth burn into your skin despite your layers of clothes. It has finally registered in your brain. These canines have dropped not because of hunger, aggression or predatory instinct – rather primal desire.
“We need a blank sheet of paper to ruin. You are perfect.” He brings you close to his face, your shaking eyes looking up and down for an exit despite knowing your helpless state.
“Oh baby don’t tear up, I thought I caught a snack, turns out I caught the perfect mate.” The man kisses your forehead and on your eye, his gentle touch a stark contrast to his intentions. “You must be freezing, why don’t I warm you up.” He places you seated back to his abs as his head rests on yours, his strong muscular arms and biceps replacing the tight coils. He traps you in a spooning hold. Hybrids usually take the features of the animal they possess relations to, yet this man was not cold-blooded. This means his humanity must be of high proportion in his DNA, yet he acts more like a beast than any hybrid you’ve met.
“Just what would a stray little human like you be doing in the woods like this?” His voice was like honey, you could feel his hot breath next to your earlobes puffing warm air down your neck and sending tingles straight down your spine.
“Answer me little one.” His arms squeeze your stomach demanding an answer.
“I..I hide in the woods here.” You shakily respond.
“Do you now? Did you know this is where snakes like us love to go into brumation? I’m surprised you haven’t ruined someone’s sleep with those loud sensual grunts you make when you trot through the ice struggling to get to the food you're keeping.” You feel his divided tongue taste test on your neck causing you to flinch away as you try to glare at him for his lack of self-control.
“Also, given the amount of suppressants I’ve been having to successfully run the JJK monopoly company, I’ve had to delay my rut until…” he comes closer to your ear and whispers “Now.”
Your heart thumped so loud the blood-pumping sound was all you could hear, your breath quickened as your mind went into panic. Your mouth was too dry to say anything in rebuttal, your brain had blanked out into white noise as the predator you faced overpowered you ten thousand times. Each fibre of muscle in those coils could easily break your bones into mere powder if you resisted. All you were doing was getting some food, why did things turn out like this? A breath is stuck in your throat creating a painful mass as you look back in horror to search the python’s slit eyes in hopes to see any chance that this is a joke.
“Oh darling, don’t be so scared.” His entire body moves, each black coil following suit as he unearths that underneath all his snake features lay a huge soft mattress with all the thickest warmest blankets that you could ever afford. His body formed into a comfortable nest with walls too high for your short arms to climb out, your shivering body placed on the cloud-like mattress, arms pinned above you caught in between two heavy coils as his hands trail up your waist. He invites himself between your shaking legs that try to close themselves.
“I’ll treat you with all the love you could possibly want.” The man digs his face into the crook of your neck where it connects to your shoulder, taking a deep breath of your raw scent above those layers of clothes. Your breath hitched and you finally muster the strength to speak.
“I’m sure there are better-suited…mates for you.” You were holding onto a rotten vine trying to climb away from this lair by saying so. Now that you were lying down you could clearly see the exit. Up. The only way out of this monster’s den was up the same way you got pulled down, perhaps hundreds of meters from the ground where the snow was your biggest concern. Who knew, that under those layers of earth lay one of the world’s most powerful hybrid? Now that you think about it, you’ve heard those words before, the JJK Cooperation, producing everything from everyday electrical appliances, and firearms to medicine. Almost a monopoly of modern-day technology. A company run only by the most elite predators who had the ambition, aggression and power. This man, Getou Suguru claims that he is one of the owners of this company, you are royally messed up falling into his lair.
“Oh of course there is. They are better, stronger, and richer than you. But, none of them have what you have~ darling.” He hovers on top of your body smile growing like that of the Joker’s, spread from ear to ear with an eerie sense of craze, possessiveness and more than moderate dose of obsessiveness. “Oh don’t look at me like that. I’ll make sure you’ll live in all the opulence you can imagine. Not your little home, with few acres of farm that get frozen during winter causing you huge headaches. You will be dressed in custom luxury and everyone. I mean everyone, in the JJK Cooperation can only look at you in desire but never get a taste of you. Because you’d be mine, bearing my heirs only.” His large, calloused hand drives itself straight under your clothing ticklishly caressing your stomach.
“B-but, wouldn’t a snake hybrid suit you more.” You try to distract him as you look at the roots of the tree to your left, a potential escape route. You shuffle back using your legs to kick off the ground only to find your hands still stuck and the man more eagerly pinning you down by the weight of his hands on your stomach.
“No love, perhaps I shall jog your memory, we elites want clean slate hybrids. Pure humans. We’ve tried genetically modifying babies of weaker hybrids such as rabbits and lambs, but you can't eliminate their preinstalled personalities. If you were a rabbit hybrid you’d faint out of fear, not glare at me and look for an escape.” The tip of his rattlesnake tail slams against the tree roots causing the frail pieces to shatter and fall from their original position, shortening it. It’s impossible to use it as a means of climbing out now. You are stuck here until he decides to take you out.
“There’s nothing bad about being with me. Though I don’t know where you come from, what successful human genetic modification experiment you ran away from or if you are just some mutant. I will treat you with all the love I have. I will never look at another female and I can be horrifyingly loyal.” A flash of sincerity washes over his face. You would have believed it if it weren’t for a growing bulge on what would be the hips of his lamia body. A black bulge behind scales and a slit. Nothing visible but dangerous enough as he pushes himself close to your cunt.
“I…I’m human. Born human. That means I’m not made to take someone like…you” You gulp. With his size and length of tail it's evident that his male characteristics would not be average. You’re not going to risk dying here. Not when you can try to persuade him to find a better person. “You’re in a rut you said, I’m not the perfect mate, I get sick easily and I’ve got the world's worst asthma, generations of illnesses that will, unfortunately, be brought to all your snakelets.” You whimper as the coils that sandwich your poor arms squeeze tighter.
“That’s what my strong genetics will pay for. We would be perfect. I’ll protect you from all the predators in the world, you’ll join the elites and we will have the perfect family. You will never have to gain cold bites ever again. I’ll make sure you’re well-fed, chubby and warm every day. Doesn’t that sound nice?” The thought of living in luxury in Area 1 with the elites does strike through your mind. It does sound nice. However, the price of taking whatever monstrosity that is about to burst from his snake slit horrifies you. It’d tear you apart. Your eyes trail down to the budge kissing your cunt, your pants the last layer of defence against two tiny pink substances that parted the lamia slit a bit more than before. "All for the little price of a few snakelets. They will come out like copy paste, with my mixture of hybrid."
“I’m sorry I can’t do it, I’m human I’m too small for you I’ll die!” You give in to the fear that consumes you whole. You use your remaining strength to kick him in the stomach hoping he’d let your hand go. Little did you expect the mighty kick that has fended you off dog hybrids in estruses and even rabbit hybrids in heat did nothing to the man hovering above you. He didn’t even budge, the footprint didn’t leave a mark and his eyes darkened into a glare.
“Don’t be sorry, I wasn’t planning to give you a choice but since I’m nicer than my albino counterpart I will. You can either be with me as a mate or as a prisoner. Your choice? You could live with me in luxury I’ll love you and you’ll love me. Or I’ll chain you to the bed and completely disregard your pleasure as I rut inside you every day fill you until your stomach feels bloated and you take every single drop of me.”
“I…”
“Haha I’m just joking, gosh you smell divine.” Getou rips your layers of clothing so that only your neck is exposed. You could hear the threads giving in and the tears echoing in the den. He shoves his nose into your neck taking a deep breath underneath. “You are so enticing, I couldn’t help but drag you down here. You’ve been a temptation ever since I heard your little moans in that tiny home of yours. Just what naughty thing were you doing?”
“You can hear from that far?” Your eyes widen in shock and embarrassment. After being stuck in this new universe where humans don’t exist you’ve been rather lonely, administering pleasure by yourself.
“Python’s hearing, we hear through vibrations to track prey. Who knew I tracked a mate instead? I just hope the other snakes hiding in this mountain do not hear you. After all, snakes sure love to mate in a breeding ball.” With that, you finally pinpoint what type of hybrid he is, a rattlesnake and an anaconda. A dangerous mixture. You are done for.
You won’t be able to wriggle your way out of this one. Not when there’s a pending rut growing and your hands crushed under.
“Let’s make a deal.” Your face brightens, despite being a beast, he’s still a businessman.
“Oh? My pet wants a deal? I’ll bite~” he murmurs drunk on your scent. You could feel his extended canines scraping against your skin, you just hoped his “bite” was metaphorical.
“First let go of my hands, it hurts and I’m sure you don’t talk to shareholders restrained.” You muster the courage to harden your voice gaining some control in this tilted dynamic. "E-especially if I'm going to be your children's mother. This...This is no way to treat her."
“Haha, feisty I like it.” He lets go of your hands lifting his coils.
“Secondly, I don’t like it down here, if we’re going to do it can’t you do it in my home?” You weakly try to trick him into freeing you.
“No deal love.” His hands have started to unzip your first layer of goose-down puffer jacket.
“Wait! Why? Isn’t it the same?” You ask hastily holding your small cold hands over his warm large ones that are trying to pry your first layer open.
“I want you in my den, my scent, my area. It’s only safe to copulate here. I can’t risk those bastards Gojo, Toji or Sukuna wanting to come up for a taste.” He kisses your lips with the hunger of a starving man to distract you from him ripping open the first layer of clothing and taking the jacket off you. You are left with three layers.
“Y-you have to be gentle with me and stop when I tell you to stop!” You push his handsome face away from yours. This view of him on top of you would’ve made you drool if the scenario were any different. Sharp jaw, striking eyes, perfect skin, and a charming smile. Small beads of sweat on his forehead as he tries to restrain himself from completely devouring you, arms slotted beside your head trapping you under him. His abs contract every time he takes a deep breath to gain control. His rut was coming in hard.
“Yes, I promise. Though who are you to strike a deal when you don’t know what you want?” He chuckles and rips the second layer of goose-down clothing apart leaving you with the remaining two layers: a wool jumper that could be easily torn and a heat tech clothing. Stupid you thought that getting food meant you wouldn’t meet any living soul in this forest, so you hadn’t bothered to wear a bra.
“What?” You look at his eyes in confusion as your hands shoot up to cover yourself.
“I can smell your fear but also your excitement.” The rattlesnake tail slithers around your two layered fleece lining pants’ waistline and tugs in your underwear’s hem travelling in without stopping. You kick your legs as if that would halt the vibrating tip from slithering past your folds and slotting itself on your most sensitive nub.
“Ahh!” You half scream and moan unable to contain the pleasure that struck through your nerves down there as the tail vibrated and rattled against your clit threatening to puncture your entrance sooner or later.
“Oh what a temptress making such a seductive face. After all my love, I am better at striking deals.” He easily rips open your wool and heat tech clothing into shreds as if they were tofu. He tosses all the torn clothing away. The cold air causes you to shiver and the non-stop sensation between your legs causes your hands to try to pull out his strong tail.
“Oh how cute! It feels good doesn’t it, but what a contradiction you are. Your hands are pulling me away yet your body is quite honest about your bottom line.” Getou sits on his tail and slides off your shoes and socks before holding on to the ankle of your pants sliding it clean off your legs with a smooth tug.
“Ahh n- ahh!” Before you can even for coherent words the vibrations grow in intensity causing you to moan like a pathetic bunny in heat.
“Oh darling, you were so reluctant at first but look at how generous you are now.” Getou purrs knowing he’s the one making you like this. His hand reaches for your underwear and tears the corner taking it off like a wrapping paper or a Christmas present. You are now naked, at the mercy of this python.
“So pretty and all mine!” His eyes glow as he stares at your sensitive mound probably glistening with your body’s desire. The rattlesnake tip is flush against your folds leaving your hole empty and clenching for something more.
Getou gladly abides, he pushes a finger straight into your warm hole travelling all the way up to the end. The intrusion was thicker and deeper than what your small fingers could ever manage, touching pleasure spots you never thought existed.
“Hmm so tight and small. You really are a virgin aren’t you.” He smiles knowing he’d be the first man to claim you.
“St-ah!” Once again, your words are cut short as the intrusion begins rapidly thrusting into your sopping hole. Much faster, needier and bigger than what you could achieve. When you’re the one melting in pleasure and pleasuring yourself your hands are bound to slow, yet his were powerful. His finger is so long it reaches your G-spot easily making you squirm and whimper.
“Darling you’re doing so well, we’ll have to stretch you out okay.” He commands you like a child. The rattling tip continues to stimulate your clit, it digs deeper into your inner folds meeting with the sensitive nub directly.
“Ah! Ahh” You arch your back and throw your hands over your mouth as the stimulation tingled right into your core, you feel a knot in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter before gushes of wet sticky release trickle out your hole uncontrollably and down the crease of your ass.
“Good girl.” His deep voice rumbles in his chest making you all the wetter. He takes your new wave of juices as an invitation to add more fingers into your poor hole that tries to clench onto his thrusting hand and buck deeper into the rattling tail.
“Bet you couldn’t come so quickly when you were alone in your little bed.” He puts three fingers in you without giving you a break from your recent orgasm, your betraying body welcomes him ready for another round. What you hadn’t expected for round two was when he takes another hand to enter your ass. Your eyes shoot open as you stare at him in disbelief only to receive a triumphant smirk because you just gave away that your ass was more virgin than your pussy. Untouched, not even with a finger or toy.
“Mmh! Ah” your muffled voice travels past your hands and sends straight into the python’s dick, his face scrunches in desire and he grunts as he holds back fucking you into oblivion.
“You’re going to have to do a lot better than three fingers if you’re going to take me dear.” All the sensations and nerve stimulation were at your core, your hips, in between your legs. He had to change that. To free his hand inside your cunt yet still force a larger stretch in that unused muscle, he swaps it for the rattling tail. The intrusion started off small and grew thicker and thicker as each segment of the rattle pushed against your most sensitive nerves entering the deepest parts of you.
“No no no! It’s too big argh, ahhhh ahh!” You hurry to word before the pleasure takes over your vocal box finding yourself riding another climax, the sticky juices coating the tail giving it an even smoother entrance as it slides inside till it reaches your cervix gently kissing it. A spot you’ve never touched a sensation you’ve never experienced. It leaves you speechless and wanting more, making you into an animal chained to seduction.
“Darling if you can’t take that then I’ll rip you apart when I can’t hold back anymore and my dear I don’t mean to scare you but that’s happening very very soon.” You’ve been drowned in your own lust you failed to realise that Getou had a beads of sweat around the side of his forehead, a small frown and his breath quickened as his hooded eyes of primal need stared into yours before diving straight for your exposed breast. His large venomous fangs scrape your skin without breaking it, and his slit tongue circles around your sensitive nipple as the nerves connect inside you from your G-spot, clit to breasts it makes you sing and bend at his will. If someone were to catch you in this position, they’d think you're dying a torturous death by the python devouring you bit by bit.
It feels a lot different from touching yourself, you have zero control over what happens next or your own body’s reactions. All at the mercy of what Getou wants.
The torturous vibration has left your clit, it begins its attack and abuse inside your cunt. A single rattle caused you over simulation, you scream, squirm and escape and try to use your hands to pry the thick tail away as it moves in and out and in and out of your poor hole rattling until every single spot inside knows of its intrusion, till every cell of yours listened purely to your animalistic desires. The rattle was so overwhelming that you failed to realise the increase in fingers that entered your other hole.
“That’s it, baby, that’s it, you can take more.” Getou growls before unable to take anymore himself and sits up.
“I meant to prep you more but you don’t think I’ll be able to hold Argh back anymore. Sorry love, forgive me.”
You finally gain the courage to look down at the monster’s hips. Much to your surprise, or rather horror, you see not one but two massive monster dicks flushed pink at the tip growing wider and wider at the base both emerging from the slit in the middle of his scales standing tall and straight, so hard it might as well be solid. The violations at your cunt and ass all leave you as the tail comes around your stomach to force your body into a comfortable position while Getou wraps his hands around both dicks pumping the two monstrosities. You see flustering dew at the tip flow out his pre cum leaking gracefully down to aid in the beast’s entrance.
“N-no no I can’t I can’t!” You whimper as you shuffle back away from the man and snap your legs shut despite your body becoming wetter prepping itself for him.
“Darling, I’ve given you this much pleasure, is this how you pay me back?” His smirk reveals his large fangs, the dark hooded eyes and pupils that form a single line make you shiver and conform.
“J-j-just one. Please I’m not made to take that.” You nervously stutter.
“Okay, baby just one.” With that, his tail drags you closer to him and skewers you in one thrust on both his dicks, one bullies its way into your eager pussy and another enters your ass. You scream in shock and fear. He groans loudly and falls onto you, hands planted on each side of your teary face, the unbearable stretch made you feel like you were going to die. “Oh, is that your cherry blood?”
“Y-you said one! You promised!” You cry as tears roll down your cheek, the intrusion in your ass and pussy rub against each other between the thin skin differentiating the two areas. You hole clenching uncontrollably on the massive dick inside you, stretching you to your limits. The hot rod that colonised your ass definitely hurt you, a sharp sting at the entrance but deep-rooted fullness plays all the sensations of discomfort and pain as extreme dirty pleasure. You couldn’t deny it, the two stuffed you to the whims making you feel awfully full and fulfilled, your body finally satisfied with its care after years of loneliness in this world alone. Not that you’ve ever had a lover, this python has satisfied your cunt and ass to an extent you couldn’t imagine.
“Oh sorry darling, I thought you meant one in each hole.” The man chuckles. You were grateful that he hadn’t moved or taken the enormous thing out, for you were sure your organs were going to be stuck and pulled out of you. Your ass and cunt clenched and released until it got used to the thickness of your forearm entering your tiny body.
“Just so you know,” Getou confesses “I’m only halfway in.”
Getou’s hand finds its way under your head pushing your face into the crook of his neck and letting you take in his pine scent that relaxed your nerves mandatorily, his tail raises your body flushed against his as your hands shoot up to place itself on his large chest that could pass off as tits if you weren’t paying attention. He crushes you into a hug, his anaconda tendencies making him want to curl every coil around you and then squeeze you till you can’t move as he thrusts aggressively inside your poor restrained body, but he knows. He knows you're small and weak, he feels that when his body engulfs you in a hug your arms that try to place distance between you two easily collapse. He knows to be gentle, yet his dick wants something entirely brutal. Mating you was contradicting every instinct purebred in his bones. Perhaps choosing you was a bad idea for it consumed Getou in something he had never been controlled by, his own desire. He had been well known to be a sex god in the community, whether it's night clubs or high-end strip clubs it’s always the females coming undone on him, blowing up his phone for more. For the first time, he feels as if he’d lose control being inside you.
“God I’m lucky, I’m so glad I caught you before any of the other snakes. You are mine to keep.” He grunts as he finally pulls out of you before thrusting right back to where he belongs.
“Ahhhh” a muffled scream of ecstasy or soreness you’re not sure. Though you craved more.
“Clenching so hard already?” His velvet voice hypnotised you. You couldn’t remember how or why you agreed to this. Did you agree to this? This man inside you must’ve had the tongue of a snake to have lured you into doing this, if he asked you to join his cult you’re sure you’d somehow end up as a religious sacrifice and die willingly confused. Oh, but it felt so good, the delicious stretch the large pulsing intrusion, the raw savage mating, how close he held you, how possessively he took you.
Without a warning, the two monsters inside you begin leaving your hole before slamming deeper back in as Getou lifts his hips and knocks back against your pelvic bone. Your legs are forcefully spread wider to accommodate Getou. You sink into the thick blankets below unable to run away. All you could do was groan and take it like the good girl you’re pushed to be.
Getou begins picking up the pace slamming back into your cunt with airy breaths. You couldn’t help but arch your back and push your hips towards the pleasure. The tip of his dick caresses your cervix causing a pain to strike into you before diving deep into the aftershock pleasure causing you a growing appetite for more. Similarly, the way your hot gummy walls hold onto Getou makes him shudder in lust greedy for more. It’s as if being merely inside you wasn’t enough, he wanted to feast on you until you passed out. Your ass was biting into him so tight he was finding it hard to pull out before thrusting back in. The intensity caused beads of sweat to glisten on his perfect bulging abs. Your flushed red face makes him impossibly hard, he’s never been so hungry for a woman before, and he probably never will be again. Not when he’s got a taste of you. Your small whimpers, cries, and legs that try to aid your body’s escape from the endless pleasure pumping inside your cunt is adorable to him. So humans count as prey animals after all. Your small hands, half the size of his, push against his pecks trying to run away. It’s so cute, so appetising, your actions were playing right into the craving of his testosterone, his carnal desire to dominate you.
“Ahhh!” You scream, coming undone on him the third time this hour, he feels the warm gush of natural god-given lubricant wash over the dick in your cunt. Your body grows tired, muscles too sore to resist or move, your legs stop moving and your hand gives up. You're out of breath like you just ran a marathon. However, the movement inside your poor abused holes doesn’t stop.
“Wait wait I just came I can’t, I can’t anymore.” You cry.
“Oh, but I haven’t cum yet have I? That’s not fair.” From his voice you’d think he’s a golden retriever hybrid pouting yet from his eyes alone you know he’s a starved incubus. He continues his frantic thrusts until you take the entire length and girth that is made for women his size. Though from his warm puffs of air he breathes you can tell he’s close. You wrap your legs around his scaly hips and scarf your hands around this strong neck pulling him down so that your foreheads touch.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have done that.” He grins. He stops pulling out all the way before entering back in, instead his hips grind into yours with short penetrations. Finally after a long while you hear a deep grumble in his chest forming into a masculine moan before an enormous thick boiling hot waterfall of liquid spews into your vagina and ass. You expected it to be over but he just doesn’t stop, in both holes, like an exploded faucet, the thick liquid continues to flow causing a slightly painful pressuring feeling gathering in your stomach.
“Argh” you voice your discomfort only to feel coils wrap you closer to Getou as you become a cum dump for him. A sex doll just to take it.
“No more” you whine feeling more than full you might explode. Finally, the cum comes to a stop. Around his dick, there are overflowing rings of viscous white liquid trickling out and staining the mattress below. This surges out as he sits back on his tail and pulls out gently.
You couldn’t help but whine when the dicks left you. Your gaping holes unable to close.
That cunt of yours really had a death grip on him, both physically and for sure mentally. He can already sense that when you’re all married and together he’ll give you everything you want just for a kiss. He knows, if you ask for his company he’ll hand it over, if you ask him to kill someone he for sure will, heck if anyone looks at you wrong he’ll tear them apart. He knows you are going to be the death of him. He’ll never be able to get hard on any woman ever again if it’s not you.
After the two of you detached and caught your breath your eyes began to flutter close.
“You know it’s bad bed manners to go to sleep when the other one’s barely done.” You open your heavy eyes to face him again. His two dicks were standing up straighter than before, a waving flag asking, no, demanding more. Your body shakes like a leaf as you try to sit yourself upright using one of his smooth coils for support.
“I… aren’t I already pregnant, isn’t that enough.” You couldn’t even close your tired legs as cum leaks out of you.
“Pregnant? No no, darling. Five more rounds and I’ll lay my eggs in you then we’ll sleep, I promise ok promise”
You look at him in horror shaking your head no. You’re going to die here.