Copyright 2003 By NWRaptor
It had been a slow month for Fantasy Vacations. So far, we had only serviced three customers, all for the usual fantasy. Of course, there were the usual numerous inquiries that I had to wade through to select the ones that sounded serious enough to speak to in person. Only about half of those ever went past the first meeting, and only about 5% ever went all the way and booked a visit. When I opened and read DD's email inquiry, I felt sure I'd found our 4th customer, if I could make the unusual arrangements.
"Dear Sir;" her email began, "My friends call me DD and no, it has nothing to do with my bra size. From what I can find on the net and some of the fetish boards, you have the reputation for being able to make a person's fantasies become reality, for a price. While specifics are hard to come by, your company seems to get mentioned or alluded to on the woman-eating and cannibal forums a lot. I'm not into Dolcette, but I do have a vore fetish that I'd like to explore with you. Please contact me soon."
"Lions, tigers, and bears; oh my!" I thought to myself. I had a few contacts that supplied animals for zoos around the world so suspected I could probably find the animal required - unless it was a dragon or some other mythical creature. I emailed her back and arranged a meeting.
DD was a lovely little thing; five foot four, maybe 110 pounds, dark hair, and maybe twenty-six. "You're a little younger that the women who usually seek my services" I told her. "You do realize that your vacation will be a one-way trip, don't you?"
She dropped her eyes and replied "Yes, I do. But the longer I wait, the less fun it will be. I'm young, firm, and ripe. Now is the time for me to be harvested. I'll make a great meal for the..........uhhh, yeah." She began to fidget in her chair.
"OK DD, relax. Take your time." I said, pouring another glass of wine for her. "You haven't signed a contract yet, nor have you been offered one. Why don't you tell me what it is you're looking for, in a dinner companion so to speak?"
Her eyes flashed with excitement as she spoke. "I want to be sacrificed to a snake, a really big one, strong, powerful, one that's big enough to swallow me whole. I want to be crushed in its coils. I want to feel the air squeezed from my lungs as I lie there helpless. I want to be naked. And I want to be alive when I'm eaten. I don't want to die in the coils. Can you arrange that?"
"Hmmm" I replied thoughtfully. "I can get the snake, given enough time. The sacrifice scenario is easy - we can do you as either a native girl offered to the island Gods or a captured white woman; your call. The snake will just naturally handle the coils and the eating. It's the ‘alive' part that will be tricky. Maybe if we drug you, make the snake think you're dead....but you'll have to play your part carefully. If that snake feels any resistance from you, he won't stop squeezing until your ribs break and your heart stops. I can't control animal instinct."
"I understand. I want to do this. Money is no object; my folks left me a big estate. How soon can you do it?"
It took a solid month to find the snake. I made arrangements to "borrow" it - for a hefty honorarium - from a reptile farm in Asia. Bruno and his men dug out their island garb and practiced the sacrificial ceremony. When the snake was in transit to the island, I called DD. She caught the first plane, bringing only her swimming suit and a suitcase full of cash.
As we sat on the deck beside the pool, I explained to DD how it would happen. "Go ahead and enjoy the pool and the rest of the resort. You've elected to be a white captive so you'll have to be abducted by the natives. I won't tell you when or how; that's part of the reality. Just before the sacrifice, you'll be given a drink containing curare to relax your muscles. It will simulate your death for the snake. Just be sure to let your head roll over to one side and stick out your tongue. As of right now, fantasy becomes reality. You've seen too much to let you go, so you will be fed to the snake; alive if you want, or dead if you try to escape."
"OK" she said softly. "Is it a really big snake? I mean, what kind - a python, an Anaconda, what?"
"You'll meet it soon enough. Suffice it to say, there aren't many snake species that get large enough for what you asked for, and very few individuals of that size among them. I was able to get one those. And DD - it's very hungry. It hasn't been fed for a month now. Soon, it will have you in its coils, squeezing your naked body tighter and tighter until.....it's ready to feed. Until then, enjoy yourself."
DD didn't have long to wait for her abductors. After a light lunch, she went to the pool for a swim, then took a walk around the grounds to dry off in the sun. Her string bikini covered only the smallest parts of her lovely body. "I should have offered her a final fuck" I lamented to myself. "No time for that now."
Jimbo grabbed her swiftly from behind. His hand was over her mouth and she was lifted into the air before she could scream. Willing hands secured her ankles and wrists, and she was slung from a pole and hurried off into the trees. Typical cannibal capture routine; they'd perfected it over the years.
It took four hours to reach the other side of the island where the pit had been prepared. DD was removed from the pole and laid over a stone altar where her bikini was cut away. Strong hands began to rub a light oil over her body, including her hair. Drums and native chants filled the air. Jimbo played the Witch Doctor role to a T. He pointed at DD, flicked her nipples with his spear point, and pointed at the pit. The other men pulled her over to the edge and removed her bonds.
Looking down into the pit, DD finally saw her executioner. The snake saw her at the same time, raising its head.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "It's a python of some sort. It's huge; it's perfect; and it's interested in me!"
Jimbo handed her a gourd and she drained it happily. "I guess this means I'm today's sacrificial non-virgin" she thought. She yelped involuntarily when he pushed her forward. She landed directly on the snake below. She lay spread-eagled on her back atop the thick body as the snake hurriedly adjusted to the intrusion. Looking up, she saw the large shovel-shaped head advance towards her. The dark tongue flickered out across her body with a tickling effect. "Hi there, big fellow" she cooed, "I hear you're really hungry. You like white meat, don't you? From the way you're acting, I'd bet I'm not the first woman to pass through your digestive system."
She could feel the coils moving below her, repositioning themselves as they began to surround her body. They were cool and dry. They felt good sliding swiftly and gently around her. She raised her legs and turned her body to help. Four large coils now held her loosely around her legs, belly, and chest. The fourth and smallest coil was around her ankles. She reached up with her one free arm and traced the lip line of the serpent as he slowly opened his jaws. "Sure looks like I'll fit in there alright" she said. "Come on, dinner's right in front of you."
"Ummmpf!" she exclaimed as the first constriction began. She was surprised at how quickly the coils tightened. Every time she exhaled, the coils took up the slack, forcing even more air out. Quick gasps were all she could take. She began to panic. Her exertions were answered with an immediate tightening. "He's trying to kill me now" her brain screamed. "Must remember......play dead, relax. Let the curare work."
Indeed she could feel her body relax as the drug took effect. Her heart slowed in spite of her fear. Her arm fell to her side, and she let her head roll back. "The tongue; gotta remember the tongue" she thought. To the casual observer, DD was gone.
The snake held its grip for another whole minute, during which DD lost consciousness. When the coils slowly released, she was able to breathe again, albeit shallow. The curare had complete control now. As she regained consciousness, she released she was unable to move. Through half-closed eyes, she saw the jaws rush forward, then the light was cut off and she felt the pressure on her face and shoulders. "Oh yes! He's starting to eat me" she thought, "I'm going in head-first."
DD felt the sharp teeth dig into her flesh. She knew the recurved teeth weren't long enough to do any real damage, they only served to hold her in place while the dislocated jaws worked her deeper into the gullet. First the left half of the jaw would extend, sink in the teeth, and then pull backwards while the right half reached out for her a little lower down. By chance, the right half grabbed her breast right over the nipple. Piercing it to the full one inch length of the tooth. "Ohhhhhh" she murmured, "that feels soooo good".
Her entire torso was lodged in the gullet, and she could feel the teeth digging into her rump and upper thighs. Now the real work began as the snake stretched it's mouth wide to accept her hips. "Fortunately I'm a small woman" she thought, and sure enough, she felt her body move forward again as the cool gullet slid down over the curve of her butt. "It'll go real fast now" she thought.
The snake lifted its head and body skyward, and gravity did the rest. "Here I goooooo" DD screamed as she slid forward. Her head came up against an obstruction, but pushed on through. "This must be his stomach" she thought. Powerful muscle contractions propelled the rest of her deeper into the darkness. Still unable to move very much, she found enough room to pull her legs in under her. She felt the opening close behind her toes. She was fully ingested.
As she fought unconsciousness in the airless space, she smiled. "Worth every penny" was her last waking thought.
Above, Jimbo and his team removed all signs of the sacrificial altar, and placed the heavy bars over the pit. The great snake would be allowed to remain there for a week, digesting its meal. Then it would be gently loaded aboard the freighter and returned to its owner. DD would not be fully digested at that time, but by then she would have been reduced to a lump approximating a large goat. No one would suspect what the snake really carried inside.
Back in my office, I began formulating a new marketing plan to encompass the recently expanded repertoire of experiences available through Fantasy Vacations Inc. I love this job!
By NWRaptor