R: Winter was forming in the vast forests of Scandinavia, miles upon miles of towering trees, leaves so thick and dense the light struggled to fight through, making many beams of dim light shine through the endless forest. The trail from the village anyone would travel from to get there would begin to disperse until it was just mud. Though there were several signs plastered on trees, written in shaky drawn ink "Beware, Witch." "Pagan ground." More and more signs appeared, warnings becoming more severe as one would tread deeper into the darkening land. Soon, instead of signs upon trunks, they soon became skulls off different varieties and painted in different patterns as they eerie sounding forest would light up in a succession of bursts of light and a few moments later a heaving rumble would crash through the skies, echoing through the mountain ranges either side of the endless forests. Distant cries of animals echoed through the resting rumbles as the forest soon fell back into it's erriee silence and soon through the lowering visibility, a old wooden shack would phase into view through the light hazy mist, candle light flickering from within the structure that was decorated in pelts, dream catchers and many tribal runes painted on the floor and the surrounding trees.

T: Always the curious pup, the large otter made his way away from the village earlier that morning to go out and explore the surrounding forests of his homeland. He'd never really left the edges of the town, at least not heading into the forest. Too many stories were told of children and even grown men and women disappearing, never to be seen or heard from again. It was a point of superstition in his village at this point and he had to admit that there was some semblance of hesitance in his movement as he made his way deeper into the forest. It had taken him so much longer to navigate through it then he would have thought... and the dense and twisting path with nary a light around for him to see had caused him to get lost. "Disappeared... more like got lost and died!" he shouted at no one in particular, noticing the signs but thinking them to be fake, or perhaps a cruel joke of some kind. He'd heard of the witch that lived in the woods, but that was just a fairy tale right? She couldn't actually be r- The thought stopped immediately as he crashed through the tree and went sprawling face first into the muck, his eyes drawn to the very faint and hazy outline of the cottage tucked away into the corner of a hidden area. Pushing himself up and groaning, the cold wind bit at his ears and knuckles. He was tired, dirty, cold, starving and lost. He was fucked and had no options. Pulling himself together as best he could, he noticed the flickering of the candle light in the cottage and started to make his way towards it, his desperation to get warm overriding every danger sense he had in his body and he brought his knuckles to rap against the door hard. "HELLO?!" he called out loudly. "Is anyone in there? Please let me in! I'm freezing and it's getting bad and I'm lost! I'll get out of your hair as soon as the storm passes I promise!"

R: Many rumours that had spread through village had been twisted and exaggerated. The particular serpent who owned this land was a practitioner of the arts and the darker kinds also. The so called witch was bathing at the current time, drawing a sponge along her glistening wet scales of her arm, her womanly legs hanging from over the side as they idly swung. Those dainty, but also deadly clawed feet would circle and dance, toes stretching. Her eyes widened and her head darted toward the sound of rustling outside and the someone clumsily making his way through the forest. She hadn't heard the metal of swords and armour, even bounty hunters dear not venture this far. A furrow of her brows she slipped free from the small steaming tub she bathed in and grabbed a towel to wrap around her nude, hourglass body. She crouched down and watched the figure appear and make his way to her house. Muttering to herself she spoke "I must have the village idiot..." She hissed gently to herself Upon him nearing the entrance to her home, she crouched further out of view for her to wince at the sound of loud knocking and shouting to follow. The snake grumbled and rolled those glowing eyes before standing up, keeping a hand on her towel to keep it covering. Freeing the lock from her door, she sharply opened it, leaving half her frame hidden as the male was now face with the cobra. Staring without a blink and those thin slits locked upon the otter as her forked tongue flickered with a slight hiss. She saw another flash of lightening in the distance and then a rumble soon following, louder than the last. Those eyes came back down to the male, still not saying a word as she let the door go wide open and her form step backward. Giving him the view of the dimly lit room, decorated in shelves filled with vials and books. Skulls mounted on the walls and a kitchen filled with fresh food and meat she had hunted. "No weapons. And I have no hair. Avert your eyes or I will take them."She sharply replied before turning her back to him and letting that towel fall to her feet as she then sank into her bath again, watching the traveller stood in the doorway. "Do you know who I am?" She asked with sinister tone in her voice.

T: His ears were flicking back and forth wildly atop his skull as the sounds of the storm continued to play out in the background, the crash of thunder rolling through the valley and into the denseness of the forest but still assaulting his ear drums all the same. Even the air vibrated at the sound of the latest clap of thunder and he could feel the icy wind whipping against his coat, the chill racing and seeping into his bones and making his teeth chatter. He was about to knock again, even more forcefully, when the door was suddenly yanked open and the face of a gorgeous cobra peered out at him. She was hidden from view still, but she was tall and her features were divine if he had to say so himself. Momentarily dumbstruck by his stroke of perceived good luck, he gave her a small nod as she laid out the rules of her establishment. He averted his gaze and then, knowing he wouldn't be able to help peeking if he didn't, covered his eyes with his paw. She let the door swing wide open for him and he felt around for the doorframe, quickly spiriting himself inside and then closed the door at the harsh cold wind that was trying to follow him. Sealing and locking it shut behind him, he turned to face her and then remembered her rules. He looked straight up at the ceiling in an attempt to follow them, her kindness being met with obedience for the time being. "I uh..." he stammered as he kept finding himself trying to look down towards the bathing serpent woman, but there was some kind of built in mechanism that stopped him from doing so, some primal sort of warning the kept him from being too vastly stupid at the onset of this scenario. "Uh... I've heard stories..." he said and started to sweep his gaze along the contents of the house, anything to focus his mind on not looking at her as she'd instructed. "But I thought they were all just stories! And you can't be what they say you are, otherwise I would be dead... right?" he asked, the thought and the danger that he'd just thrown himself into not really weighing on his mind until that precise moment. He took a few steps back and pressed himself against the wall just in case. He wasn't much of a fighter, but he could handle himself if need be... but certainly not against magic of any kind.

R: She was now reclined back in the space of her small bath that couldn't fit a full being like her or him entirely. Those sleek, long legs of hers hung over the edge and one laid above the other. The one that crossed over on top idly kicked and her foot would dance and her toes joined with stretching and wiggling. Her thick, lengthy tail hung over the side also as it draped all the way to the wooden panel floor. She furrowed her brows once again, wondering why the male was still staring at the ceiling despite most her form being hidden beneath the water. Well during the times they lived in too much leg was considered nudity. But she was of more tribal and traditional appearing, those who were cast out, hunted and killed. But she was vastly feared and not spoken of too kindly. "Hmf. You can look now. You cannot see me fully. " She soon spoke out after he had finished his words. She took a minute or two to process what he had said, her head fixated on the male hugging the wall. The serpent gave a slow blink and then relaxed those piercing features as she sank further into the bath waters. "It is true, I would of killed you by now. But since you are here. I cannot have you running off to some other town that hunts witches. You should know, I made a deal with your Jarl. He keeps me a rumour and I defend your homes from the beasts that hide within the fog. Those skulls you see were those who had fallen to them. I keep my magical barriers, they stay away from eating you all. You also pay me ingredients of my choices, so I cannot complain. Sssso... young man, what did you expect truly?" She asked, serpent lisp plaguing that forked tongue that flickered between words as she resumed with dragging the sponge down her womanly arm, soaking those scales in a soapy shine as she brought that sponge up and across her chest, keeping that enormous chest submerged beneath the ripples. She had read the male enough, she could smell the fear on him too and that he was just a naive teenager looking for adventure. Her eyes remained fixed upon him as she slid that sponge up and down the other arm. "Naked women don't make you nervous do they? Ever been with a woman?" She mused, smirking with those black fangs peeking between her lips.

T: There was an unease to Tagg's brain that he couldn't quite shake, even though she'd just given him permission to look at her. He'd been rebelling against the idea so strongly that it came as a shock that he could now lay eyes upon her. Allowing his gaze to sweep down and finally look towards the large serpent woman, he immediately felt himself become dumbstruck once more at the sight of her. She was gorgeous, he knew that much but he didn't know just how many curves she sported or just how powerful her body would actually be. His eyes followed the length of one of her thighs, from where it surfaced out of the water, all the way up to her wriggling and stretching toes, drinking in the sight of her powerful tail laying upon the ground while she peered back at him. Her stare had decreased in it's intensity and he no longer felt like his soul was being read by the woman. It afforded him one small bit of relaxation as she started to bathe herself in front of him once more and explained why the things he'd heard about her were said. "But... why would you want to be seen as a villain or an evil when you protect us...?" he asked, naively thinking that she should be rewarded, but somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that deep down they wouldn't take to her, they would hunt her rather than help her and they would kill her if given the chance. He felt no such urges, but merely wanted to be a companion, someone she could talk to or to help her whenever she needed it. The village was boring, a place of no excitement and certainly not beauties of her kind. When she dragged the sponge down her arm his eyes followed it towards the edge of her submerged bosom. His breath hitched at the question that came last and he started to shake his head slowly. "N... I mean of course I have!" he said hotly, his cheeks tinged with a flush of embarrassment because she'd pegged him so easily for what he was. "I've just... none of the women in my village look like you at all..." he whispered to her, his eyes dragging all over her body and he felt his heat starting to build in his stomach once more, the obvious outline of his length laying within the tight confines of his pants, leather and strong but nearly like shrinkwrap around the pulsating and throbbing length of his member... that happened to reach all the way down to his knee. "I... okay no I haven't bee with any woman but that's because they get one look at me and run away scared!"

R: She saw his eyes drink in all they could now he was allowed, she knew it would happen anyway and she kind of liked it. She hardly saw anyone civilised pass through here, anyone that could talk anyway. She say shadows and beasts merging on the borders of her barriers that she had spent so long enchanting but months later, even they disappeared and stopped trying to break through. All she saw was the wildlife, no one to talk to. The Pagan serpent certainly a creature of isolation first answering his question he asked. "Because the fools of your society don't believe in it, they believe their nailed god will save all. They banned our medicine, burnt our history. If I left this forest, I am too recognised and I will be hung for display in the Kings bedroom. Besides cannot see the parts of me that glow?" She asked, pointing to her eyes that was clearly a either a potion or spell. Those eyes beamed a hot pink surrounding those black slits that watched the male. As he came around to answer her question, that mischievous smirk to that predatory face. Those black teeth infamous and threatening as always, despite her poison dispensing fangs lay hidden in her gums. She saw him stutter and become overwhelmed with embarrassment and that was a good enough of an answer than she needed. But she left him to get stirred up in his mixture of feelings. She clocked that twinge in his leather garment, thin slits of her eyes would lower to scan over his crotch area that began to bulge out in his pants, clearly seeing the outline of the already seemingly big package. She brought those eyes back up after feeling a deep stir throughout her own body. A hot stir betwixt her thighs would make her hips writhe slightly though she soon gained controlled of her hardly touched form. "Your people are toxic anyway. Those females only wish for a soldier to sweep them up and impregnate them while he goes off and fights my people." She continued, looking around her room and then back to the male and his growing length. "Come closer, the edge of my bath. " She beckoned, with an index finger curling inwards as another method of beckoning the otter to her. "I want a good look at my guest." She hissed, with her tongue flickering as it always did. Those legs soon crossed again though the other rested above the other now, resuming an idle kick.

T: He felt her piercing stare sweeping over his body once more as she answered his questions fully and seemingly truthfully. He had a knack for knowing when he was being lied to, something that helped keep him alive as long as he had been so far, but there was something so... painfully honest about the serpent woman that it almost broke his heart to think that her and her kind were being hunted down and killed. He tried to place himself in her shoes, never one to follow the dogma that was preached about the evils of other lands. He'd seen travelers when they'd gone to other towns, heard stories from merchant sailors and the like about the foreign lands and the treasures they promised, both for physical needs of the males and those of the more shiny and metallic variety. He'd always been enraptured to the idea of other cultures, ones that weren't so stiff and stuck in their ways like his villages. She pointed to her eyes just then and he snapped his gaze up. It was curious to him that he'd never noticed until she'd pointed them out but now he couldn't stop looking at them. Her rhetoric about his people stung his pride a little bit, something of a wish to defend them from someone they couldn't defend themselves from welling up inside of him. But he was a guest in her home... and quite frankly she spoke the truth yet again. He'd seen the maidens in his village being shipped off and paired and rutted by soldiers. He had the same desires, but had no urge to fight for something he didn't believe in either, so he was doomed to be forever looked over until such a time as he took up a sword and shield. As it were, he was no slouch physically at least, as he'd taken to being the villages source of fish for the last three years running. No one knew the waters like he did, and no one could keep up with him in terms of speed or ability to track down the alcoves where the tastiest of fish lay hidden from sight. At her beckoning finger, and the word inspection he gave a
small nod. "Of course..." he whispered and started to unbutton his tunic quickly. Folding it, he set it upon the floor and then quickly undid the bindings of his leather pants, allowing his erection to bounce free in front of him the thickness of his length starting to pulse and throb weakly while he looked over his shoulder to the lounging and bathing serpent woman. Walking forwards with some simulacrum of confidence, he stopped three inches away from the edge of the tub and stood up straight, arms tucked behind his head so that she could inspect the powerful and tightly chiseled physique.

R: Behind her relaxed features, she held back the look of her interest as those eyes watched the male begin to unpin those clothes he wore. Seeing the male was starting to remove those leather trousers she raised both brows, not really expecting him to strip completely but the male did walk into a tree and ruin his quiet approach so she had to expect it really. Seeing he had fully stripped down and hesitated for a few moments her mind wondered off to the last time she had seen a naked male before her, the last time she had had sex, it was so long a go she had lost count of the weeks, months or years even. A deep heat stirred through the female once again and those hips fidgeted at the sensation betwixt her thick, shapely thighs. Her eyes widened to the sight of him turning and pacing over. That semi aroused length bobbing as he walked on over, those pupils unable to break the hypnotic movement until she let her eyes start to dance of the ridges of the males muscles. She was sent back into the the train of thought of that last time she humped, he wasn't as big nor as toned. Even his half relaxed member out gunned the last male she courted with. Those sounds of hips crashing against her played through her minds for a minute or two, leaving the poor, young male to stand his naked glory without a word in sight. The woman lost in a world of memories soon brought herself back around and looked on up to the male, barely even a man yet. "So... The only woman to have to have seen this is your mother. A virgin? Yes?" She asked with rather curious tone to her serpentine tongue. One of those dainty feet of hers rose up and stroked the top of her smoothly scales along the underside of the male's shaft, slowly letting the top of her foot smooth over his waking beast for her toes to reach the tip of his member, claws gently pressing as she soon turned her foot to have her sole pressed against his meat, pinning it the cock between his hard abs the incredibly soft bottom of her womanly foot. Now she slowly kneaded and ground her sole against the pinned meet. "Never had someone other than your own hands touch this? You must be cursed, a weapon so large but the woman 'run at the sight' who knows, maybe they are scared?" She mused, watching her work as the other smoothly scaled foot began to press against his rather large testes. "When did these last release?" She asked casually, looking up to watch his reaction as she worked her dainty soles upon him.

T: She had really snared herself a treat it would seem, judging from the way he was reacting to every single one of her touches. Even the feeling of her just staring at his member was enough to excite him quite a bit, the half stiffened length growing more plump under her watchful gaze, the way that they followed it's every movement seeming to bathe him in a wave of predatory and dangerous light, combined with the deep longing for some kind of physical release. It was potent and it clung in the air between the two of them while her foot started to shift. His eyes followed the movement of her scaled and clawed foot, not scared but more aroused and excited than anything. The barest brush underneath the length of his shaft was enough to send him up to full erectness, the length of his meat soon sticking out like an iron pole... and growing thicker all the while, veins slowly forming along the length of his shaft. The tender touch of her foot dragging up and down it in that slow and teasing motion was enough to make any man quiver, or so he thought. And quiver he did, his entire spine misfiring in the nerves as the pleasure pulsed up to his brain, flooding his entire body with a liquid warmth that he'd never ever experienced in his life. Her questions came soon after, but the feeling of her soft and smoothly scaled foot pressing against the underside, trapping it up against the oak hard planes of his stomach, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, mouth agape and tongue hanging freely out the corner, slowly lengthening until it looked like he might erupt into a seizure. "Nnnngh..." he moaned, feeling her toes caress the fat and plump healthy orbs of his sac, each swollen ball pulsing and throbbing with desire for her, the way she spoke, the way she touched him, all of it making him throb with a potent grunt issuing as a massive foot long rope of pre-cum shot up and out of his cock with such velocity, that it splattered into her bathwater and trailed over tops of her exquisite chest. "A... A virgin yes..." he whispered through clenched teeth as he tried to maintain focus and answer her. And I've never... released... at all..." he panted out to her, his knees trembling heavily now as another glob of pre-cum splattered out, smattering his chest in the sticky strings. "It's against... our religion... and punishment is eternal damnation..." he moaned out. He didn't believe the religion to the point of worship, but some things had scared him so bad that he'd spent his life fighting his urges, and winning. Until now.

R: His sheer hardness pulsing against her feet was surely impressive to her, she watched it pulse and shine in the candle light of the room. Her soft soles danced all over that huge mass of meat that begged for release since it was able to. That shot of pre took her by surprise, the power and volume making the woman stir in arousal once again, but she didn't want to show how much the male was driving her crazy. Her brows lifted at the splashing against her water and the top of her chest. "By Odin's beard... " She hummed to herself, looking at the shine on her chest where he had shot. The serpent soon brought her dainty feet away from the male's throbbing member that had never felt the feel of an orgasm. She left it there to watch it pulse and hold itself at it's own strength, listening while she did. His words were something that caused the snake to burst out with laughter and sink back to the walls of her bath. "I knew your God was something crazy, never released... At all. How do you control your urges? " She asked, kind of shocked that people actually followed such a rule. The serpent then began to rise from the waters, bringing her feet in and starting to rise up and stand before him in all her naked glory, that hourglass body shining with bubbles of soap and water. Those humongous breasts perked up and wobbling with each little movements as those nipples became solid from the cold air. Water dropped from the underside of her bust and into the waters. The shiny serpent reached for her sponge and passed it over to the otter. "You can get me clean, you can get the hard to reach places. " She said with a smirk and turning her back to him to show him where to start. "Hm, Perhaps I could make you realise your God is just a way of controlling you all... Oo... I visited a christian church once. Before I was a glowing 'witch'. Of course I hid my pagan ways. But I will tell you. Not even the priest could resist sliding his cock through the confession box." She mused, looking over her shoulder to him, and then back to the walls and all the decorations and potions. The shining female edged her way to the end of the bath for him easily reach her. "Don't be afraid, your God wont see...my magic would block his pervy eyes, I'm sure he'd love to watch."

T: She removed her foot and let the massive length of his cock stand up straight and proud all it's own. She'd have been able to feel the substantial weight to the length of meat between his thighs, and when it stood as hard and as stiff as it did, it spoke of that hyper youthful vigor that still possessed his frame. As she spoke, his eyes lowered down to her and his head cocked to the side ever so slightly. She rose up in front of him in all of her glory, his lids widening substantially as he took in the sight of her exquisite and curvaceous frame. The bounce of her chest making his cock pulse and spit once more, her nipples stiffening causing a dribble to ooze down into the bathwater, his balls tightened immediately and there was a blind desperation in his eyes as he clenched every muscle he had. He was verging on the edge of orgasm just from the sight of her but he managed to choke it back down, his tail whipping back and forth behind him and steadying him from falling over from strain. "When you're threatened as a kid with an eternity of red hot pokers shoved up your ass... kind of scars you and sticks there..." he breathed out as quickly as he could, wanting to maintain concentration on holding it all back. She spun to face away from him and his eyes immediately dropped down to her thick and juicy ass cheeks, the length of her tail still over the edge of the tub and he spied the puffed up lips of her pussy as she'd turned. His toes clenched down hard and he started to hold his breath without even thinking about it. "Nnngh it's so fucking hard..." he gasped out and looked her in the eye, almost pleading for her to save him from a lifetime of stupidity. He reached out and gripped the sponge hard, almost vice like, something to hold onto and ground him in reality. He looked up and down, her story providing hope for him and he knew that he would break tonight. He was already so close he could taste it and was on the verge of splattering all over her at that very moment. He took a step forwards and reached out with the sponge, dunking it in the water and getting it nice and soaking wet with the hot bathwater. He brought it up, slowly and placed it against the back of her neck, gently scrubbing his way down her spine, over her hips... and then his hand slipped down, as he was washing the base of her tail, his knuckles dragging over her fleshy rump. "You've got such a beautiful... everything..." he admitted, unable to say that any part of her was not enticing.

R: She could see that throbbing length pulse beside her as it was now pushed along the side of her hips. She closed her eyes and smiled at the feeling of someone else bathe her instead of her own hands all the time. Every few moments or so, she couldn't help but take a look at the male's member throbbing with sheer lust and want. Watching the corpus amounts of pre cum leak and shoot from his worked up pike that would be smoothed along the sides of her soft, silky scales. She didn't question his past any further, a subject for another time. She just wanted to get this otter to break and bring out his inner deviant. She felt that knot squeeze against her which stirred her arousal even more. Her lip was pinned between those black teeth and her eyes would close as her imagination began to run wild. Her hips rolling and arching forward, tail lifting so he could scrub beneath the base of her tail. "That priest never did get me to my orgasm... But there was something hot about being bent over an altar while your God watches. This man, I believe still runs your church to this day. Does that seem like eternal damnation to you? That hell hole you live in seems more like eternal damnation. " The snake spoke with heavily lisped words before falling into a silence to let the male explore her body with that soapy sponge, keeping those scales glistening and shining as the light of the candles flickered off her hourglass body. "I can tell it's fucking hard..." She mused, reffering to the beast wedged at her that she gave a gentle tap with her fingers, joking with him about his response to controlling his urges. "I've been in the bath for too long now. Go lay down on that bed for me and I will show you what you have been missing out on." She changed her mind to having the male wash her entire body. She was getting too eager, that scent was driving her insane and so was the hot throbbing weapon pulsing at her hip. With a cold shudder shooting down her spine, she would move over to the other side of the tub and step out, and turn to face him in her busty beauty casually stood with huge perked breasts dripping with hot soapy water and that neat puffiness of her lips between the woman's thick thighs.

T: The more she spoke of the priest, the idea that the man that had supposedly been telling him the truth the entire time had been lying to him? It sent his blood boiling with a deep level of resentment welling up inside of him. For the village, for the people, for the religion and the punishments, for everything that had been done wrong to him his entire life. He hadn't even been allowed the pleasures that he could provide himself, just worked and tarried away all day for their gain. Not his, theirs. His eyes were immediately brought back to her waist when he'd said that the priest had never pleasured her either. "Can... can you show me your ways...?" he asked softly, the idea of going back to the village seeming rather repugnant to him. Her hip shifted and smoothed over the length of his meat along it's side, gently bumping the knot at its base and his balls tightened to the point where it looked like they would pop at any second. He almost lost it as his hand trailed to sponge down under her tail and almost between the plump and lovely cheeks... only to have her say she'd been in the bath too long. Her request, or demand rather, was a simple one. He dropped the sponge due to sheer shock that she'd ask him, him of all people, to lay down upon her bed. Her steps out of the tub were watched carefully, the plumpness of her juicy rump, the bounce and jiggle of her scaled and slick flesh. He licked his lips and started to move, trying not to seem to eager and probably failing miserably at it. One he'd arrived at the bed, he glanced back towards her, taking in the glowing of her eyes, the way her nipples puckered and the plump lips between her thighs that gave off such an inviting scent. He wondered what she tasted like... and then laid down upon the bed. Thighs spread a little bit, and his arms tucked behind his skull, ready to move if told to do so. The fat length of his cock stood up proudly, straight and drooling pre-cum down its length to stain and soak his belly fur, down between his thighs and even glistened the tight sac up nicely as well. His toes curled and he looked over at her, watching her approach with an almost puppy like sort of love and endearment radiating from his gaze.

R: The serpent sauntered over with those swinging hips that swayed side to side as she walked, thighs jiggling and those heavy breasts raising and falling with her step until she was beside the laid down male. "I hope you're ready." She teased, raising one of those shapely legs from the floor and bringing it over to kneel beside the male's hip and then so did the other, now straddling the male with that huge leaking length pushed up against the scaly rump of the woman, his huge meat to be sandwiched by the soft embrace of her two huge cheeks that rubbed either side of his cock, his towering length pressing at the underside of her tail and staining it with her pre as the woman slowly rose those hips up and down, working those large plushy cheeks to massage the male's overly sensitive member. With a few stroke she angled those hips and pushed further back for him to the feel the hot slickness of her incredibly aroused sex. "You're so huge...." She hissed quietly, sliding that hot cunt from the base of his member all the way up to the tip and then back down to that knotted base "Nf... Here goes." She whispered, bringing those hips upward for a final time and arching her body downwards for the male to now have two huge globes hovering just before his face . That tip of his knotted length was aligned with her soaked entrance and before he could lick, kiss or suckle those teats she leaned back upwards, pressing those hips downwards and starting to sink that virgin cock into her folds. His tortured cock was meat with the constrictive tightness and overwhelming warmth and wetness as each inch would slowly disappear until she dropped herself to have that knot wedged up against her walls, that cock would fill her and more, his tip visibly bulging at the lower abdomen. Her hands gripped the boys wrist and planted his hands on her firm bust "Here play with these." She commanded as the fleshy breasts filled out his palms, flesh melting betwixt his fingers as she forced him to squeeze them. She remained in that position for a while, not moving but bringing those feet to lock over the male's inner thighs and those clawed toes would begin to gently stroke his over filled orbs, making the soft little toes lift them and drop, repeating the soft attention to his sack over and over.

T: The bounce and jiggle of her movement towards him was something to behold. He could have sworn that it had all been a dream up until that point... but his mind was not powerful enough to create the stunning vision that was her, especially not strutting towards him with the predatory nature on full reveal, while also holding the powerful allure of a true and able woman. His cock pulsed steadily, thick ropes gushing out and staining and soaking his fur. The poor made could have produced a full cup of pre just watching her move and his mouth hung open softly as she kneeled down...and then straddled him. Her push ass cheeks trapped his length in their smooth touch, his eyes bulging and she started to gently rock up and down, stroking his monstrous meat with her soft and supple cheeks. "NNNNGH!" he grunted, and felt the urge to cum hit him immediately, clenching his muscles as hard as he could while he took deep and steadying breaths, the muscles starting to fatigue and worry him that he wouldn't be able to hold it in for her. She'd said the priest had disappointed her, and the thought that a man who had surely done this before couldn't please her... what chance did he have? No he wanted to be... different for her, to show her that not every one of his kind was such a monster or someone that was so selfish. Instead he utilized that newfound strength to resist the urge to pop right then and there, feeling her warm and slick cunt pressing against the head of his meat, sliding down, down, down to the top of his knot, down over it to the base and then back up again. Liquid fire followed her folds along his cock, his insides feeling like they'd melted into a warm goo. His toes curled and he let out a loud moan as she pushed the head into her pussy, the hot wrapping nature of her folds squeezing him tighter and tighter, his balls full and churning harder and harder... then her toes came down into play. He was trapped beneath her, both wrists yanked up to find and squeeze her chest... and he did. They were so soft and plump and the way the compressed beneath his fingers made him utter out a longer groan. "Nnngh I don't think I can hold it... I..." he panted to her, feeling her sink all the way down to the knot, butting her lips against the base. Her scent filed his nostrils and he suddenly shot his head upwards, wrapping his mouth around one of her nipples, sucking against it with an almost savage glee, squeezing and playing with her large and heavy bust as if it was the first time he'd ever gotten to experience true joy in his entire life.

R: She felt every racing beat the male made throbbing through his cock as she felt him grow with the urge to blow right there and then. She had purposely given him the instructions to play with her breasts so she could distract him from blowing so early ,watching him shoot up and wrap his hungry maw around her nipple. Giving a soft moan she brought a hand to stroke through the male's hair, scratching him behind the ear. The manipulation of her breasts made the serpent release a train of soft angelic moans directly into the male's audit, her hand planting on her hip as she slowly worked those hips backwards and forwards. "Just breath... Nobody lasts forever on their first time and besides. There's always round two." She whispered to the feasting male, gently working those hips back and forward on that huge length until she began to raise them upward. Those lips clinging to him and revealing his length in a shining coat of her sexual juices joined with the sound of his meat grinding along her own, lewd squelching and squishing joined too as she made it all they to the tip, twerking those hips for a moment before letting him experience the full envelope of her cunt once again, letting those hips fall back down to bump against his knot. She had been keeping herself back for a while now, stopping herself from breaking the poor boys hips until that thought flooded her mind. "You know what. You can cum all you want, I'm not stopping." She replied, bringing both her hands to grab his lower waist and her knees moving to plant her feet on the bed instead, now squatting on the otter instead. With that she began her assault, quickly sliding that tight sex up and along the male's member until swiftly bringing back down, repeating this movement again and again until the serpent found a rhythm riding the otter. 'slap slap slap' started to fill the room, joined with the sounds of her grunts and moans as she gave the male the first and probably the best ride of his life. Those thick thighs wobbled, that thick ass clapped each time she made it to the tip and those heavy breasts swung and mushed together at the centre of her chest only to be swung back around as the woman's ride became more and more intense, harder and faster. 'plap' noises louder and wetter, moans ringing through the shack.

T: Liquid fire raced through his veins at that point, the way her folds wrapped and gripped around the fat and pulsating length of his meat making his legs stiffen so hard that his knees were on the verge of collapsing from how much strain he was putting on them. His hand cupped and fondled her impressive bust squeezing the thick orb against his maw fully while his lips found her nipple and suckled against the stiffened peaks of her bust. His eyes were open, watching her every movement as he didn't want to miss a single thing that she was doing to him. If she were to look into his eyes, she would see she'd just become the first and only thing in his spank bank for when he inevitably broke down later. His eyes widened as she brought herself all the way to the tip of his meat, the soft slicking noise mixing with the scent of her folds wafting up to his nostrils. His balls churned heavily and they pulsed and thickened with need. "Nnngh.." he groaned while he gripped her other tit and brought his mouth over to it, sucking hard against the tight peak, teeth gently grazing over the sensitive flesh there while she brought herself from tip to base once more. "Nnnfff... mmm..." he moaned against her, his cock leaking and spurting fat ropes of pre-cum into her slick and tight folds. He could feel it, he wasn't going to last at all, and she said she wasn't going to stop so he knew he was doomed... and that certainty calmed him immediately. Her words opened the floodgates for him, eliminating all stress and fear from the otters mind as she shifted to her knees... and started to ride him aggressively, finding her tempo within seconds. Everything was stimulating him now. The sound of her wet walls clinging to his throbbing hard cock, the slap of her ass cheeks bouncing against each other, the rise and fall of her bust in front of him making him shiver and nearly faint. His cock throbbed harder and harder and his eyes snapped closed for an instant before popping wide open as he reached forwards suddenly and grabbed her hips. "NNNGH S-SOMETHINGS HAPPENING!" he roared and his hips suddenly bucked up against her, trying desperately to sink the knot into her folds, wanting to push it all the way inside of her. His body seemed locked on the idea, his skull tossing itself backwards and his spine arched severely. He gripped and pushed up through his heels. He didn't sink the knot as he had no idea what he was doing, but his cock suddenly erupted with a monstrous geyser of cum. Shooting into her folds and splashing against her cervix, her womb, flooding the channel so full that it sprayed out around where her lips touched his knot and his eyes rolled so far into the back of his head only the whites of his eyes showed... and even when the orgasm died down he was still hard, harder than before, throbbing even more, and his balls felt even heavier.

R: She showed no signs of slowing despite the hot torrent that was now unleashed within her cunny. Instantly feeling herself become so full in just a few seconds as those ropes would spurt from the tight space between the two grinding meats, sending shots of white goodness up the male's abs and down to paint those huge orbs that delivered such a payload. She slowed for a moment, giving a few moans before removing that cumming cock that still shot. Shooting a rope directly up the centre of her body, between her breasts and to splatter on the underside of her jaw. A second splatted up and splashing on her right breast .She brought her hand down to the base beneath his knot and guided that meat backward, aiming that meat towards that tight little star, taking ropes of hot fresh cum against her tail hole that made the woman moan heatedly. The snake began to sink that freshly orgasm cock into the depths of her ass. Even tighter walls would meet that naturally lubricated member as each inch would begin to bury within her. "Nghh.... This will get us to hell for sure." She groaned out as she took the entirety of that length, despite his knot that know pushed against the fleshy cheeks of her rear. That pointed tip pressed at her stomach as she now began to ride the male with the same rhythm as before, fast and hard. Her cunt gushed globs of cum after cum as it splattered down on the males pelvis as she now viciously rode him anally, those heavy tits swinging down to clap in the middle and her moans ringing through the room, having to lean herself back and then ride him this way so she could bring a hand to begin circling around her clitoral area. Those lustful eyes watch watching the male writhe and wriggle beneath her as she slammed that rear 'plap plap plap' was all that could be heard from the thick cheeks of the female bouncing off his girthy knot, her fingers squishing and strumming at the cum coated lips that still leaked profuse white juice.

T: The orgasm that ripped through his body was like lightning that surged through every single one of his nerves, his eyes rolling into the back of his head and his body convulsed slightly, hips spasming weakly as he tried to figure out what to do with them. She was in charge, clearly and she took care of him just as she'd promised she would. "Oh fuck..." he mewled out weakly while she rode his hypersensitive prick with her slick and creamy walls. His ball tightened once more and he was still cumming when she pulled it out of her completely, rocking her hips down and aiming the head up between her large titanic tits splattering the warm and creamy fluid all over her scaled bosom, splattering the bottoms as well before she aimed it back against her tight puckered asshole. Her grip on the knot had sent him into a near frenzy, but he calmed when that ultratight hole wrapped around the head of his cock, swallowing the tip completely and then started to slide down his meat further and further until she was butted up against the knot. "Nnngh fuck fuck fuck..." he howled out to her while the tenderness of his cock was driven to new heights, his mind unable to process it. There was intense pleasure, so much so that it actually hurt him and his stomach tightened and his breathing grew uneven, toes spasming and a small bit of sweat started to bead up on his face while she rode him, took him deeper and worked his cock with skill that he could never hope to achieve. She truly was magical and he finally managed to snap out of his stupor to lean hsi head forwards, watching his cum being forced out of her slick cunt in waves, splattering his stomach. Without thinking his paw scooped up a massive amount of it and his tongue extended, slathering his maw with the white goo, and he leaned up, her massive tits bouncing in his face. He wrapped an arm around her waist, the other coming up to grip the back of her skull as he gave her a hard, cum filled his kiss, his hips bucking up against her tight asshole once more. The knot grew fatter as it bounced against her asshole and he started to cum again, each rope blasting out just as fat and large as the ones before, his balls never deflating. It seemed like they wanted revenge for seventeen years of no release.

R: That aggressive pounding that brought the males second orgasm gushing into her ass made the snake swing her head back and moan, almost a cry in sheer pleasure and lust as hot ropes of seed, juiced up on even more volume and power would fill a second hole within mere minutes of each other. The corpus amounts of hot cum and her never ceasing hips made that movement ever so more slick as she rode that pike from tip to knot, his member had almost changed colour as it was coated in a thick white cream, showing the flesh for not even a second before it was buried deep within the depths of the snake, repeating it over and over, hips moving like a piston. The loud symphony of their aggressive mating intensified by the second with the clapping of her bosom and the clap of her fleshy cheeks that devoured the meat that she had taken it's virginity. "No village, Christ loving whore will give you this." She said with moans and hisses between words. Her hands gripped upon his knees, bringing herself to leave that knot threatening her cream coated tail hole. Without a second to breath she started swinging those hips in a circular motion, grinding that plush ass against his knot, the thick flesh enough to melt around the girth and grind those orbs hard at work delivering so much cum. Watching his hand reach out and collect his own seed, only for him to take it into his own maw. She brought both eyebrows to a raise. "hss.... I'm impressed. Becoming ngh... quite the sinner alrea-" She was interrupted with another round of surprise as he had lifted himself from the bed and planted his coated lips against her own. Those lips locked with his and began melting into the deep, lust-drunk kiss. Her forked muscle fishing out into his own maw and beginning to wrestle his tongue. Swallowing the seed he collected and her own juices included. Her thick bust was mushed up against his damp with sweat chest, feeling those muscles tense against her breasts.as they were squeezed either side of her thin chest. Between the mating pair's laps was a complete mess of sticky white goo that dripped hung from beneath her thighs, her sex oozing globs still against the pubic mound of the male, mixing the thick concotion of lust. "Brace yourself." She soon interrupted, edging her hips upward before bringing them back down to grip his shoulders, and begin stretching that tight ring around that thick knot. Her toes clawing into the bed and her teeth gritting together. Her hands planting her hips to push down as she stretched wide to halfway and then 'Pop' that knot slammed within and that cock was bulging out her stomach, completely enveloped.

T: Her words perked into his ears and he couldn't think of a reply at all in the time that he'd scooped up his cum and stuffed it into his maw. The feeling of her lips pushing against his own, the slick nature of her forked tongue digging into his mouth and tugging the cum into her own to be swallowed down, the wild circular motions of her hips... he'd spied on people rutting before but it was always over so quick and without any fanfare... this was different. This was wild and primal and raw and with inhibitions taking hold of his frame. She'd melted every bit of resistance and years of dogma and brainwashing from his mind in a few short minutes. She was incredible and he felt the thickness of her ass cheeks grinding down against his not, the softness touching against the furred and heavy orbs within his sac as they churned for her, seeming to respond to her touch by plumping up again for the wonderful woman providing him so much pleasure. Her chest was mashed against his own and the smooth expanse of her scales brushing against his sweat covered muscles felt nice, and soft and cool all at the same time. He was panting heavily as he broke the kiss, the strings of saliva connecting their lips and maws, small bits of it a pale white coloration to match with the sticky strands of cum that still remained, dripping onto her massive bust. His gaze was hooded and shadowed and it showed that the beast within was starting to claw through all the conditioning society had put him through. She was bringing him out of his faux state of existence with every stroke of her sphincter around the length of his creamed up and slimy cock, pushing deeper and deeper, her stomach bulging and denting from the force of it and touching against his own stomach as he speared into her. But when she brought her hips upwards and she gripped his chest he had no idea what was in store. She slammed down against him, and then kept going forcing her self to take more and more of him. His teeth clenched together and he gripped her hips roughly, burying his face into her chest. Slowly she opened to accept him fully, the knot being half swallowed... and then a little more before it popped into place. His face was between her tits and his head snapped backwards. She'd unlocked him... fully. His hips bucked upwards, pushing the knot a fraction of an inch deeper as it swelled up even more, locking him inside of her completely as his balls released their pent up fury, finally gushing out every last ounce now that he was properly mated and locked. The flood gates opened and streamer after streamer turned to geyser, turned to flood, his cock bouncing and spitting wildly as liter after liter of cum was poured into her, bloating her belly and causing her stomach to bulge sightly with every new gush of seed.

R: He could feel his own cum shooting up against the wall of her stomach as he sprung his mightiest load yet, streaming hot seed without end into her, making the serpent cry out in pleasure once again. It was then she felt that burning deep within her loins, that feeling she hadn't felt since the last time she properly had sex. It was then that she was set into overdrive herself, lost in a world of pure lust as those hips began to rapidly bounce with what space they could use. Little pats echoed through the room now until that lust was driven even further. A hand pushing his head head between those breasts and the other around his back. She sharply hissed and grit those teeth and began to pull those hips upward, tugging that knot upward that she was even lifting his hips from off the bed. But with all that lubricant that thing popped out of her rear with a huge gush of fresh seed to follow. Taking that abused member all the way to the tip, she brought that ass back down and with a squeeze she slotted that knot back in, but not for long was it tugged back out and soon a slow, hard hitting assault would begin on his hips, taking that entire cock with knot included, disappearing with a squeeze every time as the woman was sent into her world of pure extstacy from the knot-fucking she gave. Sticky strings of cum connecting from her fleshy rear to his thighs as her dark, stained scales wobbled with each bounce of his thighs and orbs. Her sex would suddenly erupt in a jet of hot arousal mixed with the cum buried deep within her as she squirted her own orgasm over his pelvic region. Her eyes had rolled back and there was just glowing pink, her tongue hanging from a hanging maw as she rode that entire cock on autopilot. Slamming those hips with no remorse, his own hips were going to be bruised by the sheer power strokes she delivered with her squeezing his knot within her rear and back out. Thick creamy cum keeping the motion slick and messy as the woman bounced out the rest of her mindblowing orgasm that sent her to a different realm entirely, bringing herself down up for that member to leave her rear and the thick globs that leaked from both holes made the thick splashing and oozing onto the otter's fur and meat. Though she soon slithered down, pushing him to lay down and let her scaled body slide down him, that meat squishing and appearing between her bust and her mouth would swallow that cock, taking the whole thing, knot included and all the way back to the tip, leaving it shining clean as she swilled the cocktail in her mouth and then moving to suck on those hard working nuts, staring upward to him.

T: The feeling of his own orgasm pulsing against his stomach through the fleshy wall of her stomach was something he would never get used to, he just had that feeling, but he couldn't deny that it was undeniably sexy to him. This woman was incredible and she rode out his orgasm with skilled determination. She'd said that she wasn't going to stop riding him and to cum as much as he wanted... and he wanted to cum inside of her forever it would seem. She pulled her hips up as the lust that was driving her took over and his own body responded in kind as she pulled and pulled the knot down and finally out as it popped with slick and sounding noise, a massive gush of his cum flowing from the tight hole around his cum slicked rod, dribbling over his balls and staining into the bed sheets, his abdomen and fur soaked completely through. He was going to need one hell of a bath to get rid of the sticky feeling but he didn't want it to go away either. She stroked him all the way to the tip and his head tossed backwards once more. "Nnngh fuck..." he moaned out while she started to ride and pop the knot in and out of her asshole with force, dropping her hips down hard against him and bruising his hips from the impact. The sweet sting of pain and the pressure that she kept slamming down into him with was totally worth it in his mind and he brought his paws around to grip her ass cheeks, feeling them clap together as he squeezed hard, claws digging against her flesh and raking over it, his own hips starting to rock and roll against her dropping ones, thrusting the knot into her a little deeper with each successive thrust until her orgasm smacked into her. The hot flood of her juices, mixed with his own cum made his head spin and she rode it out for as long as she needed. Tagg was tucked into a corner of bliss that he couldn't describe and every grip and squeeze of her sphincter against his knot and cock made him twitch with ecstasy laden agony etching over his features. She slipped over and moved down, his body laying down automatically while her mouth engulfed him, all the way to the base including the knot and swiped him clean before her maw dropped to his balls, the cum tanks churning against her lips as she suckled hard, looking up at him. He peered into those glowing pink eyes and smiled broadly at her. "Thank you... for this... I'm not done I can keep going but... I don't know how to thank you... unless you'd like to fuck me?" he asked her, not knowing if she'd go for it. He was curious and the pleasure's she'd brought him were enough to make him far more than just curious. He was... eager to try everything with her.

R: The serpent stared on upward with cock fully enveloped within the depths of her throat, those piercing slits for pupils and the surround, a luminescent pink that pulsed with her arousal peaking after the frantic mating of the two strangers. She slowly pulled her head upward, those lips tugging that knot in her cheeks until the sensitive, bulbous knot would pop from her mouth and those lips would remain before it for a few moments while the snake suckled hard upon it like a straw, guzzling that corpus amount of seed she had bullied him for so long. That head would retract further and begin to slide back and forth upon the entirety of his cock, slowing for a moment to wedge that knot back in and then tugging it back out, constantly making the male feel the split seconds of cold from her sliding those lips to his tip. She kept up this pace for a good minute or two, her head rotating in different directions, her forked tongue coiling it like a small snake in her mouth squeezing it's prey and then loosening it's grip and squeezing again again like a bio-milking machine torturing him. Until she finally left that cock to breathe the open air while she suckled hard on the tip and wrapping that tongue entirely around the pointed end too and giving it a good squeeze with combined effort of her lips. His meat was soon tugged that tip with a hefty slurp and let his cock spring free of her lips in a a shining glaze. She gulped whatever was left in her maw and glared on upward for a few moments. "Look at you, turning into the right sinner. Your time in the confession box is going to be a long and awkward one." She joked, wiping her lips with the back of her hand and the with a flick of her tongue and a hiss she jolted upward and clinched onto both the male's wrists and hoisted them above his head with her claws poking against them. She smirked on downward and then moved her torso further upward for her hanging tits to swing above his face until they were mushed against him and he was soon smothered with boob. Those gaping holes would let a dollop of his seed splash down on his abs and red raw meat. Her tail had crept up to poke at the tail hole of the male, teasing that virgin hole and sometimes penetrating the tight ring with half inch of her tail.

T: Rocking his skull forward, his chin coming to rest upon his chest as he peered down at those gorgeous and luminescent orbs in her skull, the slits for pupils seeming to pulse gently all the while, her lips fastened around his knot and making his toes curl so hard that his feet started to cramp slightly. Forcibly relaxing them, they straightened and wiggled while she slurped along his length, every tilt and push of her lips around his meat making the knot swell a bit firmer. What was once fleshy and easily guided into a hole with enough force soon become harder than rock, the veins along the knots swollen bulbous nature throbbing hard against his flesh, his heartbeat accelerating as she lewdly suckled him deep into her throat over and over again. "Ffffuck... you're incredible Miss..." he moaned out to her, wanting to reach forwards and grip her skull, but knew that she would likely kill him if he touched her without her permission. Instead he slapped his paws down upon the sheets and gripped them tightly, claws popping into the fabric. Her tongue was a devious little tentacle of pure sin and ecstasy and every brush of it coiling along his length caused his breath to hitch, his throat tightened and hips spasming slightly. The muscles of his thighs flexed while she pleasured him beyond comprehension, his mind unable to form words or sentences for the Goddess of a snake with his cock in her mouth. Panting heavily, abs fluttering slightly as she pulled up and away from his meat, the lewd and wet pop being heard as his formerly virgin cock stood straight up at attention with no droop in it to be seen. Clearly she was getting to him in ways that he'd never considered and he loved every second of it. Without warning his hands were captured and pushed above him, keeping him pinned down while her thick and lovely tits mashed against his face. "Mmmf!" he grunted, about to protest to the mere idea of going to confessional. Pulling his maw back, he whispered to her. "I don't want to do confessional... I want to stay with you..." he whispered, a high keening whine escaping his throat as her tail whipped up and started to prod at his tight virgin backdoor, the taut ring refusing to allow entrance at first but her pressure was enough to dig the slender tip inside of him, half an inch at a time... and his cock erupted with a warm splat of sticky pre-cum to baste her cunt lips while her gaped holes drooled his cum down onto his stomach and hips. "Please... take me... show me everything I've missed out on. Make me your toy, your servant, your pet and plaything..." he whispered softly, tilting his maw to take a teasing suckle on her luminescent nipple.

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