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Prompt: Strange Studies (Part 5)
🕑 Added 2022-06-12 14:58:11 +0000 UTCSummary: Rina Emmir develops a strange crush on one of her university classmates, Willow Connelly-Hutchins. This would be innocent enough except for a few key points: the student is a serpentine monster girl, and Rina might have developed an embarrassing fetish, often fantasizing about Willow eating her whole... and Rina is a -total- bottom, so it's not like she'd ever admit it. How can Rina even begin to approach Willow and consummate her feelings? Commissioned by Alex Brymm for June 2022.
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Part 5 (Jun '22)
The next morning marked the beginning of a new stage for Rina and Willow's relationship. It was a bit strange, going back to more mundane tasks after their rather kinky together time the night prior, but the prospect of work to be done was enough to set Willow back on track. Their shared assignment was very important, after all.
Willow had a habit of taking over entire rooms with her massive tail, and she hovered over the brainstorming notes she and Rina had cobbled together; her hairsnakes swivelled on end as they studied.
"Mm..." Willow murmured. "There are a lot of ideas on here... picking one's gonna be tricky."
"Y-yeah..." Rina herself found it difficult to focus, as she rested on a section of Willow's tail. She hardly recovered from the previous night, and Willow being so close... all around her.
"Mmhn..." Willow whined. "S'hard thinking on an empty stomach... oh, but I..."
Willow frowned to herself, glancing around the kitchen. In Rina's zeal to satiate Willow, the snake woman had cleaned out Rina's pantry. It was hard to say no when Rina had so eagerly handfed Willow fruit after fruit, but Willow still felt bad about freeloading.
"We really did go through everything, didn't we?" Willow murmured, her hairsnakes drooping guiltily.
"N-no, I insisted! I-I probably would've let it go bad anyway..." Rina prodded her fingers together. A part of her thought about cutting in with a dorky joke, sliding over, fluttering her eyelashes and whispering "I'm food~", but she thought better of it.
"I feel kinda bad cleaning out your pantry... hey, I'll go shopping, buy some things for you. Us? Us." Willow nodded with an earnest smile.
"Aw, that's sweet. We could go... together?" Rina tilted her head, leaning a little closer to Willow.
"Mm? Well, sure!" Willow lit up, smiling so wide her canines were showing. "I think I saw a grocery around the corner-"
"No, I mean... you can take me with you~"
Rina leaned a little closer, tracing a finger around Willow's navel. She looked up into Willow's astonished eyes.
"...Ahm, really? You mean... right now?" Willow blinked.
"It sounds exciting... I wanna see what it feels like." Rina giggled. "Being inside you while you slither here and there... and you like it too~"
"...well, heheh... yeah..." Willow admittedly sheepishly, her cheeks spreading into a bashful smile. "As long as you don't ruin my appetite..."
"I'll be a good appetiser. Now c'mere, open wide~"
Rina was more assertive this time, reaching a hand into Willow's mouth, tilting her jaw down. An instinct, a need overcame Willow with that subtle gesture as Rina gently opened her mouth; she could feel it unhinge on her own, her tongue lolling, her tummy gurgling with need...
Rina didn't hesitate, jumping up to get into Willow's gaping maw. Willow swooned, catching Rina by her legs, tilting her parallel to the floor, and then tilting Rina forward, letting gravity assist with guiding the petite elf girl down into her waiting stomach. Willow's throat muscles hugged at Rina's curves, hungrily drawing her deeper and deeper, until Willow's lips closed around her feet.
It was quicker this time, but no less sensual. Willow slumped down as Rina landed squarely in her gut, producing a pleasant gurgling sensation. Willow panted, her tongue lolling as she caressed her pregnant-looking belly.
That was one way to get her fill, she mused to herself... she grimaced as Rina wriggled happily inside of her.
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As it turned out, the brief trip 'on foot' to the grocery story was more of a marathon when you were carrying an adult inside of you. When Willow usually gorged anywhere close to this, she was better off drifting into a food coma... a privilege that wasn't afforded to her this time.
If Willow could sweat, she'd be absolutely drenched. Not due to exertion—her body was capable of some ridiculous feats of strength—but it was difficult to move anywhere without feeling Rina moving independently inside of her. The elfen girl had migrated to Willow's tail now, which made slithering along a strange sensation, like the base of her tail resisting her movements.
Rina, somewhat muffled by layers of snake muscle and skin, was having a ball inside of Willow, her body rocked back and forth by rhythmic tensing of muscle, squeezing and groping her all over. The sensation of Willow's heartbeat all around her was so intimate. And it felt like as Willow moved along, Rina shifted deeper down the length of Willow's tail, into an increasingly narrowing tunnel... one that wrapped around her curves, squeezing her in all of the right places.
Willow was similarly enraptured by this sensation, frequently pausing to pant, swallow, and adjust the way her skirt-like jorts clung to her waist. She could feel a slit underneath her skirt chafing, a unique product of her biology that she rarely paid attention to outside of the bathroom... she hoped she wasn't cumming too much with Rina inside of her, as it would be an utterly indecent display in public.
There was a new sense of urgency with Willow's shopping trip. She thought she must've looked quite silly, smiling drunkenly to herself in the aisles, and talking to her tail about what to pick up; the bulging lump in her tail seemed to wriggle affirmatively on its own, and Willow would act in turn.
That was truly the most strange thing about her presence in the super market, she determined; not the existence of a deadly snake monster. It was a liberatingly wholesome thought to be sure.
Willow paused, her stomach gurgling. She leaned over onto a produce wrack. Rina was rocking about inside of her at a raucous, rhythmic pace...
"R-Rina, not here..." Willow whispered, having an idea of how Rina was... enjoying herself. Rather than make a scene of it, Willow quietly concentrated, her muscles squeezing around Rina, coaxing her closer to the base of her tail as if being squeezed along like toothpaste.
An affirmative, ecstatic groan was muffled by Willow's tail, and a happy little wriggling, but in time the movement stopped. Rina was very much satisfied in her blissful state, being massaged all over by Willow's tail muscles, but the reminder that Willow was the one in control here was a necessary one... and all the more arousing. She went slack, basking in the sensation of warmth encompassing her. To be a delightful filling snack for her beloved... she couldn't be happier.
Willow placed a palm on her tail, rubbing it gently as if to caress Rina. It was difficult communicating like this, but there was a oneness to their situation... and Willow felt a motherly air about her, like she was carrying a child... It was a nice feelling, and it spread through her like a warm fire.
...Out of the corner of her eye, Willow noticed the odd patron gawking at her, and the suspicious lump in her tail that she was being so doting over. She grimaced, grasped the shopping cart, and tried to go about her business... while ignoring the surging pleasure in her tail, as if she was being penetrated over and over with every slight movement...
