PYTHON PERFUME 3
by Hypnosnake
Clad in her skimpy costume as Cleopatra the Snake Charmer, Shari walked out before her audience. As she demonstrated her control over the python she held, forcing it to assume shapes and patterns, the audience oohed and ahhed.
Running away and joining the circus had been a dream come true for Shari Collins. The first chance she got, she hopped aboard a circus train. After her stowing away had been discovered and explained, the circus folk decided to let her stay on.
Shari had to get some training as a snake handler/charmer. Since she would be working with pythons and boa constrictors, she would need to have the strength to resist being crushed. So she had done some exercises to tone her body and build up her biceps, but not to the extent that she would look unfeminine. She was glad she did; those snakes really put her through their paces with their own strength and muscularity.
Shari's latest python, named Colossus, was a beautiful specimen, with his sleek and sinuous body and colorful mottling. Shari loved Colossus. Of course, she loved all her snakes, with the way their cool, smooth, strong bodies felt against her skin, but Colossus had a musky, manly scent.
As Shari ended her performance, the audience clapped. Shari was glad it was finally over! Usually, she felt horny after a performance, but now she was feeling extra horny for some reason.
Shari jogged back to her trailer, where she put Colossus in his cage. Then she went to the bathroom to take off her costume. By now she thought the horniness would wear off; but it wasn't wearing off as quickly as it should have. She decided to masturbate it away.
Reaching down to her pussy with her right hand, she stroked the labia, while the left hand played with her breasts. Feeling the orgasm build, she shuddered as she let it course through her body.
Strange, it still wasn't wearing off. And she still had Colossus's scent on her. Was there a connection?
She took a shower to get rid of the scent. As she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her, she took a hairdryer and aimed it at her long dark hair. Just as she was about to turn it on, she glanced out the open door into the living room.
Colossus wasn't in his cage! Numbly she realized that in her rush, she had forgotten to lock it. Shari ran over to it. She hovered over it, staring in disbelief. Where was Colossus now?
Stay calm, Shari, she ordered herself. Colossus was unlikely to attack her; more likely, he was just exploring. Well, it's not like it's that big a trailer, she reasoned. He can't have gone far.
She thought about Colossus, about where he might be, about his long body, about how much he resembled a penis, about...wait, that was odd. Why was she thinking of a penis?
Then she got a whiff of Colossus's scent, and realized why. The horniness was returning, and she was finding herself attracted to Colossus. Why was she suddenly so fascinated with sex with animals? This was bizarre!
Perhaps the smell meant Colossus was looking for a mate. Shari wondered if he knew to go to where the snakes were stored, in a narrow room in the trailer. After all, Colossus was normally stored there when he wasn't being on stage.
Shari walked over to the room. She looked down beneath the door, and wondered if Colossus was capable of sliding under the door. She heard of snakes that could flatten themselves out, called ribbon snakes. Colossus was a python, but nobody had been able to figure out what kind of python. He didn't look Burmese, or Indian, or African. Shari would have to ask whoever found him.
But first things first. Colossus's scent was here, which was making her crotch warm. Maybe she should at least check. She opened the door...
And a wave of concentrated pheromones hit her with a gust, as Colossus lay in the center of the room, surrounded by a "harem" of female constrictors that he had released from their cages. All these snakes were in some kind of snake orgy, mating with Colossus and other male snakes.
Shari should have felt horror or disgust, or at least found it disturbing. Instead, she broke into a sweat, her crotch flaring and her nipples hardening. The primitive mating urge, augmented a thousandfold, hit her like a brick wall. All she could think about was sex, sex with Colossus, sex with the snakes, sex sex sex sex sex...
Shari's hips throbbed rhythmically, and she stared as if hypnotized. In a sexual trance, she walked up to Colossus, and then kneeled. Slowly he wrapped himself around her, and she let her mind drift as she felt the familiar sensations of his skin and muscle and scent overwhelm her. He began to constrict, crushing her lungs and gripping her pussy. Shari's body shook as Colossus tightened and tightened and she came again and again and again...
The next day, when someone came to get Shari, the place had been overrun by snakes. And in the center of the living room was Colossus. The bulge in his body answered all questions about Shari.
THE END
By Hypnosnake