Dreams Really Can Come True
By NW Raptor
Angie stood by the door watching the cab take her husband, Paul, to the airport. "Well, he's off for another three week sales tour to the Far East. Lucky me, I get to stay home again and take care of the place."
In reality, there wasn't a lot she really had to do. The lawn service took care of the outdoors. The pool service kept the pools and deck up to par. She even had a housecleaning service that came every week. All she had to do was load and unload the dishwasher, assuming she decided to eat in.
"Well, there is one job I have to do regularly." she thought; I have to feed Bruno. I might as well do it now."
Descending the stairs, she unlocked the door to the subterranean level. This was the only area of the house where the cleaning service was never allowed. Paul always took care of it himself, for obvious reasons. Money or not, it was still not legal to keep such an exotic pet in Beverly Hills. Paul would have like to have gotten rid of Bruno years ago when he started to get so large, but then there would always be those uncomfortable questions as to how he happened to have a twenty-eight foot python in the first place. They don't just drop out of the sky.
Paul could have killed the animal, but where do you dispose of such a big snake? Slice it up for steaks and have a neighborhood BBQ? Not likely. So, he had been forced to build this underground tropical habitat for the reptile.
Standing at the glass wall, she looked around for Bruno. "There! There you are." She exclaimed. Come on out, it's dinner time."
Snakes can not hear, but Bruno had picked up the faint vibration through the floor when Angie pushed the goat into the enclosure. Gliding over to the wall, he raised six feet of his body and leaned against his side of the glass. Angie sensed his gaze and turned to meet it. Human and python were nose to nose, separated by an inch of thermal glass.
"And what are you looking at, my love?" she asked. "You should be concentrating on the goat, or maybe you're not hungry enough yet. Well, when you are, I'm sure you'll eat. Until then, good-night. I'll come check on you again in a few days.
"I know it's silly" she thought as she climbed the stairs, "but it seems like he's always watching me, even when Paul's with me. At first I thought he was just curious about me, but lately he's taken to following me around whenever I'm down there. I mean, yeah, I feed him when Paul's gone but it's not like I'm his dinner. It makes me feel a bit strange.
After dinner, Angie turned on the TV. The Sci-Fi channel was playing Anaconda.
It was a silly movie with an impossibly huge set of snakes and an even more
impossible storyline, but she was bored so watched it on and off as she did
her nails.
She happened to look up as the bad guy got eaten head-first. Her thoughts drifted to Bruno and the dinner that should be going through the same process downstairs. To her surprise, she felt the need to rewind and replay the scene several times. "Can snakes really do that - eat humans?" she asked herself. "These are Hollywood fake snakes so they can eat a skyscraper if the director wants, but real snakes???? I wonder."
After her bath, she strolled into her bedroom completely naked. As she brushed her hair, her mind returned to the film and her question. The more she thought about it, the more she found herself getting interested in the possibilities. "Well, I've got a $10,000 computer system here; let's see what the net can turn up."
An hour later, she had worked her way through enough web sites to convince her that there was very little factual material on human predation by snakes. Everything alluded to reports, legends, and second or third hand narrations. "I'll try one more" she thought. Suddenly, there were four color photos of a snake in the back of a pick-up truck; a snake with a huge bulge in its middle. The last photo was of the dissected snake, with part of a human body visible inside!
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. Continuing, she quickly found a second set of photos showing another human body recovered from inside a snake. "Looks like it's not only possible, but has actually happened. Strange, both cases seen to be from the Far East. Too bad they don't say where the photos were taken."
Searching in earnest now, she came across a link called The Serpent's Lair. Once there, she began to read the stories. Each was more captivating than the one before. Another link led her to a vore site with photomanips. "Those snakes are all eating women!" she exclaimed. "And the women are enjoying it; even encouraging it. Are they nuts or just suicidal?" The more she read, the more excited she noticed herself becoming. She began to see her own face on some of the women as they were consumed. Her cunt began to get very wet.
Angie turned off the computer and crawled into her bed. Sleep refused to come. Her mind kept focusing on the stories and pictures. In her mind, "Bruno came from the Far East" she thought, "and he looks to be bigger than those snakes. Does that mean he could also eat a human? Would he? How would he do it?"
Tossing on her robe, she descended to the glass enclosure again. "If I'm lucky, he'll be eating the goat by now. I might just get to see how he feeds. With a little imagination, the goat could be human."
Walking up to the glass wall, she realized she was too late. Bruno was lying there with just the goat's hooves protruding from his mouth and a small lump visible behind his head. Dinner was already over.
Opening the door, she stepped inside. Weighted down by the goat in his throat, Bruno could only look at her. "You're having some difficultly getting the goat swallowed. Aren't you?" she cooed. "At least it will keep you quiet while I check this out."
She reached out her hand and ran it slowly over the snake's head to the lump behind. In her mind's eye, the hooves became human feet. "So, you've caught the native girl and now she's being eaten." She played out several of the story scenarios in her mind, all the while feeling the cool, scaly body ripple beneath her fingertips as the muscles struggled to swallow the prey.
Rising to her feet, she let her hand glide down to her cunt. Her fingers explored the wetness there. Her clit was throbbing with sexual excitement. "I need my vibrator" she exclaimed. Turning, she hurried through the door and up the stairs to her bed.
Throwing off her robe, she lay back on the silk sheets and pillows. Lying there, she gave her fantasy full rein. There was no native girl; it was HER he had caught. Bruno was eating HER. SHE was the lump forming in his powerful body as the jaws unhinged to admit her head and shoulders. Looking across the room into the mirror, she could see her beautiful naked body lying on the bed. She imagined Bruno had one heavy coil lying across her hips, pinning her to the mattress. His massive head reared above her, engulfing her head..
"And now his teeth find my firm tits" she thought as she jabbed lightly at them with her hairbrush. "His saliva is making my skin slippery so I'll glide down smoothly."
"Here come my hips" she dreamed. "Just like the goat, he'll have to get past these to eat me." Her body instinctively lifted her ass off the sheet, her feet planting themselves to give her something to push against. "Yes, he's almost there.......AHHHHhhhh, YESSSSS. My hips are though! I can feel his teeth dig into my butt. I can feel the pressure of his jaws squeezing me deeper into his gullet."
Her orgasm was the strongest she had ever felt. Over and over her body was wracked with sensations she had never felt before; twisting, shoving, squeezing, explosions of light, touch, and motion. "And now I'm lying quietly in his stomach" she imagined, as her body began to come down from its orgasmic high. "I'm just a huge bulge in his middle. Already the digestive juices are working to peel my skin away. They'll strip me away layer by layer until I'm just a rich, protein soup ready to be absorbed. By the time Paul gets home, I'll be gone." Exhausted, she let her body relax into the softness of the pillows and the warm wetness of the oil. The blackness of sleep overcame her. Her mind drifted away....
It was just getting light when she awoke. She started to turn over, but could not. Someone was lying on top of her. But she was alone. Through half-opened eyes she turned her head and looked around. The hazy light illuminated something large in front of her. Opening her eyes wider, she found herself looking up at a massive object . It took a few seconds for her sleep-fogged brain to register and identify the image; two jet black eyes, a wide mouth, a shovel-shaped head.
"BRUNO!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here? How did you get out? I know I closed the.........door? Or did I? Oh my God; maybe I didn't. And you tracked me here."
Staring into the cold eyes, she thought briefly of her dream, of how he had looked at her through the glass yesterday, and how he had looked at her again last night. And then she knew.
"You've always wanted me, haven't you?" she asked. Reaching up, she ran a hand down each side of the opening jaws. "That's why you were watching me, waiting to catch me in a vulnerable position. Well, you've succeeded, and now you finally have me helpless before you." "You want to eat me, don't you? Yes, I see you unhinging your jaws. Well, guess what, I want you to eat me; right here, right now. I want to feel your muscles force me down your throat and into your stomach."
Grabbing her bottle of vibrator lubricant, she spread it over her body all the way to her feet. Tossing the empty bottle to the floor, she rammed the vibrator deep into her pussy and turned it to high speed. "I'm all naked and slippery from the oil, but I'll bet you can get me even wetter. Come on, let's do this. Dinner is served!"
Much later, as she wiggled into a comfortable position in the blackness of his stomach, Angie sighed contentedly and thought "Dreams really can come true!"
By NWRaptor