Amy's Zoological Adventure

She knew how dangerous it was to trace around the zoo at night, there were security cameras everywhere, catching every corner of every shadow. Dressed in her black, thief attire, the lithe blonde known as Amy Erin Blackshire had infiltrated the zoo for one reason, and one reason alone — to be eaten. It had long been the fantasy of the young, athletic, busty woman to find the largest snake in existence, and feed herself to it. However there were certain risks, such as the element of being caught or captured before such a reptile could get its coils around her. Once she was bitten and reeled in, Amy would surrender all her strength and succumb to the might of the hungry reptile. Little did she know, that security guards were posted outside the reptile house, watching over the largest captive-bred Green Anaconda the world had ever seen. Weighing in at close to four-hundred pounds, measuring over ten meters in length and over a foot wide at the thickest portion of its body, the female Green Anaconda was fifty years old and knew how to handle giant prey. Amy was one such prey item, the perfect size and build to provide a most satisfying meal.
    The scaly monster hadn't eaten in over a year, her stomach grumbling — yearning for sustenance. She lay near her pond, coiled up with her shovel-like head resting atop her batch, her forked-tongue flicking in and out in rhythmic motions, tasting the air for scent molecules. Meanwhile, not far from her impressive enclosure, the large-breasted teenager was busy plucking her wire-cutters from her satchel bag. Grabbing them tightly, she squeezed them together and cut a hole in the fence, allowing her to slip in to the reptile house unnoticed by security. It was a daring mission, one she understood the risks of being spotted. Fortunately, nothing was going to stand in her way of fate.
    Not only was Amy pretty, she was hot, possessing an slender, hourglass figure, for nipples were hard and erect, her breasts plentiful and wobbling up and down as she raced inside. It was sweltering in the house, and she soon discovered sweat building atop her brow. There were dozens of reptiles and amphibians looking at her, demanding to know why she had broken an entry in to their beloved home. Burmese pythons and various poisonous adders hissed at her, desiring to taste her succulent flesh, but she would have none of it. Her eyes were fixated on another prize, the giant Green Anaconda that lay within reach. Through the glass window, Amy grinned, tapping the glass as the anaconda lazily lifted her head to see who had disturbed her peaceful slumber. To her surprise, it was a beautiful young woman, with vivid, platinum-blonde hair and a figure to die for. Excitement began to well up inside the almighty serpent as she began to unravel her coils, almost inviting Amy to join her and meet her inevitable fate. Sure enough, Amy began actively searching for a way in to the enclosure, eventually coming across a steel door marked 'DO NOT ENTER, RISK OF DEATH'. Of course, she merely winked at the warning and opened the door, revealing a gust of rancid, tropical air, smothering her nostrils, blinding her senses.
    There were giant palm trees dotting the forest floor, a small waterfall cascading fresh water in to a large, cool pool in the centre. Amy expected to find the anaconda waiting for her by the pool side, but instead was met with nothing. Confused, she sat down and began twiddling her thumbs, wondering where the giant snake had managed to disappear to. It was so big, how could it evade her keen eyesight? Unbeknownst to the curvaceous blonde, the anaconda was right behind her, concealed within the shadows of the dense foliage, smelling the air, savouring her scent and the meal that was to come. Hissing loudly, the mighty snake lunged from the undergrowth, catching her prey completely off-guard and clamping her jaws in to her left shoulder. Before she could even gasp or yelp, Amy discovered that she was being reeled closer towards the powerful predator, each spin leaving her with a fat, chunky coil around her body, squeezing tighter as soon as they felt the warmth of her flesh. A loud hiss reverberated in her ears as she was wrapped up in the coils, unable to do anything but become a witness to her own demise. There was nothing she could do, she was utterly dominated by the mighty snake, each coil as thick as her glistening, muscular thighs. After a few more seconds, she came to a halt, splashing in the shallow end of the pool as the anaconda held her in her embrace, enveloping tighter...and tighter as she tried to inhale, only to meet a lack of oxygen.
    The coils were so strong, so unbelievably powerful that Amy had no chance whatsoever. Her life was over the moment the recurved teeth sliced through her shoulder, and she was full of pride about it. Admittedly, she was frightened that the anaconda would reject her, but couldn't help but emit a smile of lust as she was taken. Tighter they wove, those infinite bands of steel, stronger than any weapon, crushing her hopes and dreams as though they were twigs, defeating her without so much as an ounce of resistance. Amy grated her teeth together as she experienced the tightest construction in her life, closer than that of any lover, grinding against her beautiful, slender body without any remorse whatsoever. Her petite feet splashed iridescently in the cool water of the pool as the anaconda hissed, opening her mouth as she showed the young woman where she would be travelling. In honesty, Amy found this exciting and she couldn't wait to be eaten alive by this monster of a snake. Soon, she felt the shovel-like head slithering up over her neck and delicate ears as the anaconda emitted another powerful, longing hiss, her belly rumbling as she demanded Amy's company. The coils tightened, holding firm as she opened her elastic jaws wide and slowly descended down upon her prey, strands of gooey, warm and putrid saliva dripping onto Amy's face as she looked skywards, albeit weakly.
    This was it! The moment Amy had been waiting for her entire life, the moment where she would finally be eaten alive by a giant snake. Ever since she was a young girl, she had waited for this, wishing that it would come earlier rather than later. Finally, her lusts had been answered as the anaconda wrapped her impressive, disgusting jaws around the crown of her head, creating a loud sucking sound as she began the arduous task of consuming her victim whole. It was a lengthy process, and one that couldn't be rushed, but she had all night. Besides, who would be looking for a young woman in a snake pit, at this time of night? Amy kept her eyes open for as long as she humanly could, but the advancing maw made it nearly impossible. Soon she felt them drooping, and the last of the outside world finally vanished. She knew it would be the last time she ever glimpsed the outside world, but she was content about it all. The anaconda gently slipped her jaws over her face, careful not to cut in to her with her razor-sharp teeth, designed specifically to keep prey in her grasp. Moving further down, she began to squeeze a little bit tighter, asserting her will over the doomed woman, reminding her of the gravity of her situation. There was a plopping sound as a coil slipped off Amy's dainty shoulders, making ample room for the maw as the anaconda hissed with excitement. Fifteen, long minutes had already passed, but to Amy it felt like an eternity. The anaconda was taking her sweet time with this one, flexing her devilish tongue across her tender flesh, savouring her meal.
    The shoulders presented no issue at all, for they were slender enough for the anaconda to easily slip up and over. It was in this moment, that fate whispered in her ear. Amy knew that if the anaconda couldn't get past her shoulders, she would live, but now that she had succeeded them, was all but dead. Her vagina began to pulse and throb as a mass of adrenaline surged through her body, building up and up as the anaconda swallowed her further and further, coating her impressive, goddess-like body in a fine film of piping hot mucus. The hissing continued as the anaconda made sure to keep her windpipe outside her mouth, so that she could breathe normally and not choke herself as she consumed Amy whole. Twenty minutes passed as she navigated her ample breasts, making sure to gnaw and lick them before travelling further down. A trail of silva ran down Amy's torso, filling up in her petite bellybutton as the anaconda passed her toned stomach, licking between her individual abdominals with absolute carnality. It didn't take long for Amy to experience the dawn of a tremendous orgasm, the likes of which no one could say they'd experienced before. Here she was, in the middle of a snake's enclosure, being swallowed ALIVE. Safe to say she was gobsmacked, she was sure the anaconda would crush her to death before even thinking of attempting to eat her. A cheeky smile stretched across her pale lips as her oxygen-starved mind tried to make sense of her dier, rapidly deteriorating situation. Not only was she doomed, but the anaconda opted to do something far more taunting, licking her vagina up and down as she passed her child-bearing hips, though she would never have children of course. It was the greatest orgasm of her entire life, for she released, squirting her natural sugars in to the body of the anaconda, resulting in a ringing hiss of utmost pleasure.
    Moving further still, the anaconda came to her muscular, bulky thighs. She determined that these housed the greatest sources of meat and therefore moved with absolute care, making sure as to not disturb the folds of delicious meat that now belonged to her, and her alone. By now, Amy had a good view of the interior, although pink and somewhat dark, she could see the stomach barely five meters away. Her body was squeezed down, as though she were on a fleshy slide, gradually pushed into the void of nothingness from which there was no easy escape. She managed to look ahead of her as the stomach opened, revealing her final resting place as she felt her freshly-shaven calves vanish into the snake's mouth. Finally, her dainty, barely wiggling feet were taken inside, the tongue tickling her soles as she finally absorbed all of her succulent, amazing body. Amy belonged to the anaconda now, she was done for. In the space of two, enduring hours, Amy had been transformed from an aspiring author and model to a mere food item for a superior, dominant predator that claimed a higher stake in the food chain. As she lay within the stomach of the anaconda, Amy thought about all that she could've achieved, now gone to waste as she awaited the digestion process to begin. Slipping under the surface of the freshwater pool, the anaconda now had a large, Amy-shaped bulge in her body, and even Amy's facial features could be seen stretching the giant scales, a mask of horror and lust, doomed to be digested.