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Pythonic Privacy 10 + story by Inkanyamba

Pythonic Privacy 10 + story

Inkanyamba

The python raised his head higher, making a wave motion with his neck, gently driving the doomed rabbit deeper in. "M-m-m-mh!" - a moan of pleasure reverberated throughout the length of the powerful body, the serpent extracting additional enjoyment out of his thrashing meal, licking his lips and twirling his tail, his eyes closed and his mind focused on the massaging feeling deep inside his gullet: "That warm sensation of live prey sliding deeper... incomparable..." - he mouthed.

Mokadu's body was shaking violently, his mouth open and hyperventilating, wasting the precious little air that remained around him – a part of his mind was telling him to limit his breath and to keep his strength, but the savage fear within his chest was not stayed by it, his helplessness amplified by the predator's voice coming from the soft walls squeezing him and despair enveloping his mind. The slow descent downward – the fall into the python's body, that seemed to be endless when he entered it – halted as his feet briefly found purchase only to be swallowed deeper inside, him coming down and into the bend of the endless gullet, and after a moment of kneading by the sickeningly soft and gentle muscles he was sitting down inside the crook of the snake, his hands fruitlessly pressing the fleshy mound before his face away. In this moment he desperately looked and reached back up, hoping to see that the snake has perhaps shown mercy and opened his mouth to get him out, his shaking hand bolting upward and clawing into the soft tunnel above him; only to see nothingness everywhere, saliva running down the gullet and smearing his face, his fingers digging into the yielding walls, producing no effect rather and a smirk and a small shiver down the python's spine.

This moment of peace lasted not a second as he was relentlessly pulled further past the bend of the great body, the pushing and pulling of the hungering snake surrounding him, the churning and twisting, his now horizontal motion keeping a constant, mechanical pace. The python did not control these muscles driving the rabbit deeper in, it was a mechanical part of his being, one the prey cannot plead to or beg for freedom. The endless tireless motions of the warm slippery folds forced the bunny to put his hands in front of his face as every second another pillow of flesh pressed onto him, denying him breath and tenderizing his muscles – a suffocating massage, while less brutal than the unyielding powerful embrace of the serpent's scales, all the more terrifying in its automaticity, keeping on and on with the reflexive motion. What it is that gullet was pushing and squeezing, made no difference – the body was dragging it deeper and deeper, as prey was meant to, with every second further away from the freedom.

As the longest seconds in his life passed tormentingly slow, Mokadu started to feel the walls around him squeezing harder and harder, the pulling motion getting more violent, if not quick, the bouts of pressure on his head and face leaving him less and less room to breathe. In desperation, he grunted and used what little remained of his stength to try and push the body away from him, shoving his shaking hands upwards. The motion made little difference, the oesophagus stretching and letting his arms push up as the pressure on his head and legs stayed as it were, the plasticity of flesh around him leaving any struggle pointless.

As his meal was making his trembling way further in, the python bent his body, positioning his head above the doomed bunny. He talked quietly to the small bump within him: "Have to love rabbits, so lively", just as Moka pushed a small patch of his scales up with an effort barely noticeable to the eye. This amused the predator as he continued to collect his body in loops around himself, intending to take a nap, his pleased voice saying: "Your squirming feels great, please don't stop", the deep tissue massage his prey was granting him lulling the giant snake into sleep. As rabbit's desperate effort died down and he returned to his hopeless quaking in fear, the python felt disappointed – just there his prey was giving him a bit of entertainment, and now he all burned out? There certainly was more fun to be squeezed out of that warm body, the python thought. "How about a challenge?" - his voice resounded through his coils as he looped his tail over where he felt the squirming warmth of his prey reside. "It appears you do not feel as if I am being a welcoming host, despite inviting you into my own body and giving you a prolonged personal tour". He braced the muscles surrounding the bunny and readied the loop of his tail around him: "You will think the soft embrace of flesh you feel now to be a blessing after this" – and with a sinister chortle he flexed his body and squeezed his tail around Mokadu. A sudden muffled yelp from his prey was silenced as his nose and mouth got squeezed between the violently collapsing walls; this was still nothing compared to the ruthlessly strong constriction from earlier, but it was just as inescapable – the slick flesh of the cruel predator encased his entire body, wherever he tried to turn for a gulp of breath there were the endless pillows of muscle again, his thrashing limbs slowed down and trapped by the omnidirectional embrace. The smothering grasp overtook his whole body, holding him silently as his lungs ached for air. The solid muscle trapping him made him even more dizzy, making him fell weightless, suspended within the endless churning walls holding his mouth and nose closed and his body still. As he finally tore his hand through to his head and lifted a slippery warm fold from his face, the pressure subsided, the python ceasing his cruel game as his gullet kept slowly and methodically kneading the bunny's body, weakening him and pulling him deeper and deeper in.

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