My Gorgon

  It is a very scenic location, a crystal clear sea, slow moving waves lapping at a sandy beach, various islands, most only a few feet across, palm trees, some coconuts floating in the water, even a few lagoons with little water falls. It is all very clearly artificial, although there are clearly fish in the water, although the pilot of the stealth shuttle has to remind himself these fish are all modified to live in freshwater despite their salt water apperance. All just so the apex predators, the star attractions of these exhibits can swim around despite not being fans of salt water.

   "There's the spot," says the guy by the sealed crate, "that's the lagoon on the map, get us over the inner curve to lower the crate.

   "Ya'know," says the pilot as they hover the tubelar shuttle over the island lagoon, "I don't get why they didn't just teleport this thing in here...the handlers said they do it for the food."

   "Preferential treatment," says the man by the crate checking the locks to the lowering mechanism, "teleporters can't set you down on the ground, always has to be a few inches to a few feet over it...why people don't use them and one of the many reasons they are a hazard for shipping...don't care if the feed gets a little shaken up, but this beauty costs a pretty penny."

   He gives the thumbs up as he clears from the lowering mechanism, the bottom opening up and lowering the crate down to the lagoon.

   "The snake lady has landed," says the pilot.

   "What?" asks the guy in the back.

   "She's down," says the pilot, "it was an old reference."

  "Right," he presses a red button, "setting her loose now."

  The grate opens up and a creature slithers out, a giant white snake with an Asian woman's torso, mid length black hair that seems able to stay on her back as she slithers free of the crate. Her torso just barely held up off the ground as her full snake body slithers about. She flicks out her tongue and slithers into the water.

   "She's clear," says the guy in back pressing the controls to close the crate and bring it back up.

  "That was easy," says the pilot, "and checking, tracking stealth drones are locked on. We can find her when we start shuttling the tourists in these things."

   "In this?" asks the guy in back.

   "Oh...no," says the pilot, "bigger shuttles than this one obviously. Not too bad, used to fly shuttles over Pluto. This is cushy by comparison."

   "So that was the Gorgon?" asks the guy in back checking the list.

   "Huh," says the pilot, "No, they got some other team on that one. Too much cover for the shuttle to drop her off, they want to release her in some ruin looking stage they set up in the jungle enclosure, not we got the easy one, the...Nure-Onna...heh, wet lady."

   As the shuttle goes back up to his proper elevation and activates the stealth panels on the bottom, the Nure-Onna is catching a small fish for her dinner.

    ******

   "and that is the signal," says Robert in the expanded feed room.

   "checking monitors to make sure Enclosure 4 gate is clear,"

  The monitors come up, "checking the Naga,"

   the monitors come up showing the red and black scaled Naga buring some pig bones in the sand by some rocks.

 "creepy as always...Nadia," says Robert, "can't you just swallow mammals whole like Lydia...speaking of which."

 "Lamia monitor check", the monitor shows the lighter shade of red and golden scaled Lamia sleeping in her waterfall cave.

  "Naga and Lamia both clear of the gate, checking Replicant..."

  He is startled seeing the blue scales with snake like abdomen female humanoid creature leaping long distances through the air to catch a bird in mid-flight in its claws. Flicking its snake tongue out watching it with green snake eyes and light purple quill like hair. The only remnant of her percieved humanity left being her general shape and her cunning.

  "Everytime," says Robert, putting a hold on the recorder button, "when they said she'd undergo some changes to adapt to this wild environment going from a working class....I had no idea she'd go...that....I can't believe they have those working beside people...a few sheds and forced to protect themselves from dangerous prey and BAM....snake person."

   A *rattle* draws his attention, a large crate with bars on it sitting on a lowered hover dolley behind him.

  "Sleep rattling," says Robert, turning the recorder button back on, "Replicant near Gate 3....hunting...all three are clear of Gate 4...checking Nure-Onna, should still be on far side..."

  The monitor comes up showing the Nure-Onna swimming rapidly north along the bottom, seemingly exploring this wide open clear and sandy bottom sea way.

  "Nure-Onna is clear of gate, not in expected location, seems to have moved self away from target zone however."

  He *shrugs*, "Opening Gate 4."

  The sound of the gate opening bring the Nure-Onna to the surface to look around, it also draws the attention of Lydia the Lamia, Nadia the Naga, and Kristi the Replicant as they look in that direction.

  "Gate Open and secure," says Robert turning off the recorder.

  He watches the monitors for a few minutes, watching the GMO Ophidians slithering about, "Given those first few days," says Robert, "I would have thought these ladies would have been in a non-stop orgy. Guess Bill was right when he said it was probably due to the pheremone used to lure them between enclosures....heh...not that they don't fuck or foreplay or whatever whenever they run across each other, swear they somehow mixed Bonobo in there."

   He turns around as he hears the *rattle* again, "Okay girl, let's get you to your new home to."

  The creature inside the cage is coiled up, green scales and the rattle of a rattlesnake, a humanoid torso covered in green scales, clawed hands, and the head of a woman with sharp features. There is no hair or quills like the others might have, there is a series of tentacles covered in scales with false viper head shapes on their ends, no eyes, but they do have false mouths filled with saliva but no teeth or tongues. As Robert leans down to get a closer looks, never having been so near to one before in person, he has no time to react as the Gorgon springs to life and sprays him in the face with something from her mouth.

   ******

   Robert awakes slowly sometime later to the pleasent sensation of someone sucking his dick. Its tight, not really like a mouth, more like a sextoy of somekind wrapped tightly around his shaft and undulating on it with a sucking motion and slurping noises. His ass is against a cold floor however, and he can feel hands kneeding his leg and abdomen, rubbing him like a massage as his dick is manipulated. He can feel his pants pulled down to about his knees, but he can't seem to move. His vision clears and he sees the Gorgon reaching through her cage holding him, sort of oddly massaging him as one her head tentacles has it pseudo-mouth wrapped on his cock.

   The Gorgon licks her lips while trying to fit her head through the bars on the front of the cage, she can't and is clearly frustrated. Her grip tightens on him, pulling him even closer to the cage, more of her head tentacles reach through the bar mouthing his leg, thigh, and lower abdomen. One even cups his balls making him wince. As the other false mouths move along his body the one on his cock quickens its pace and before long he cums in it. Without letting go of him with her claws the Gorgon pulls back her tentacles and sucks on the one that had just ejaculated him.

  The Gorgon looks down at Robert's spent dick going limp and spits out a green spray that burns slightly along his body; but doesn't seem to do anything...other than make his cock go erect again.

   "Miiiinne" hisses the Gorgon pawing at his body, clearly trying to turn him on his side to get his dick through the bars.

  Robert can feels the paralysis wearing off on his throat.

  "E...emergency," says Robert, "subject broke containment...teleport to enclosure."

   As he hears the teleport hum to life he feels himself thrown on his side, held against the cage sideways uncomfortably by one arm gripping his leg like five tiny meathooks, he can feel the blood dripping, the other lets go and reaches under him, grabbing his ass for a better angle. The teleporter hums louder as the Gorgon's green rough lips wrap around his cock, his balls smashed against the side of the bars as she sucks on him. He doesn't feel a tongue where it should be, instead a lump on the bottom of the mouth and feels a thin tongue come out near her teeth and bend up and backwards exploring his dick as she sucks on the base, less like giving him a blow job and more like she's trying to squeeze from treat out of a bottle, its not unpleasant...far from it, but her "hair" was giving a better blowjob.

   His eyes shoot open as wide as possible as the tongue wrapping around his cock, like some long snake inside the Gorgon's mouth flicks around the dick head and then tightens up and pushes into the hole. Her grip tightens, claws and lips, as she pushes her thin forked tongue into his urethra, withdrawing and pushing again as though fucking him to try and get as much of jizz as she can...he lets out a higher pitched noise than he ever thought he could from this violation. She stops halfway down and eyes him before starting suck the length of his cock, keeping her tongue firmly in place however. He can feel it deep inside his cock, the tongue expanded a little and feels like a dam as she sucks on him, gently yet rough. In a flash of light however he falls back on the floor with a thud as the Gorgon is teleported away.

    On the monitors above him, just now regaining the ability to sit up, or perhaps her holding him in such a compromising position kept him from realizing he could move now, he sees the Gorgon in the artificial ruins, licking her lips and rubbing her claws on some plants. He feels his ass and leg, yeah she cut him, not unlike a hawk on an ungloved arm. She looks around flicking her tongue, clearly confused and lets out a *scream* and the words, "Where mine?!" before rushing off...looking everywhere around stones and bushes flicking her tongue wildly.

  Robert goes to stand and holds his dick in his hand wincing, "God damn...ball crushing bitch...what the fuck...program her to be a fucking dominatrix snake...sheeesh."

  He cups his dick and balls looking to see if he can see anything broken or bleeding, nothing, a bit sore though as he pulls his pants up. A radio transmission a moment later from Tod Durande gets his attention, "I just got word of an emergency teleport...subject out of containment? What happened?"

  "Well sir," says Robert righting himself and pushing a button on the monitor to make this visual now, "I think they should have put the Gorgon in a better cage...this has bars on the front..."

   "Bars..." says Tod confused, "They should be stasis crates not vet crates...did it...it got out?"

  "Sort of," says Robert, "Has a paralyzing venom sir...that it can spray...and meat hook claws, just by my leg and thigh a little...luckily couldn't fit me through the bars...looks like it got a taste for me though...running around the enclosure right now...looks to be searching for its lost prey."

   Tod presses a button, "I see...looks to be slowing down now, probably giving up...not finding your scent most likely. I'll let Bill know, keep an eye on the Gorgon. But it should be far enough away anyway despite leaving the ruin stage, and checking, yeah, go ahead and open the enclosure three gates to enclosure one and enclosure two.

   Both gates are opened, one to the prairie, exciting a few crows and small non-antler possessing deer on the prairie side and various assorted wildlife in the jungle side. The gate to enclosure two however draws the attention of a few pigs following the smell as well as Kristi who upon a tree sees the gate to a dark plant filled place she hasn't been too before.