Chapter 4 - Divine Awakening [Ero]

Jiro’s jaws let out another stream of hot air as he panted out and stretched; his bones cracking softly and filling the hut with noise. The heat outside still lingered in the air as the sun merely began its journey down, painting the skies with vivid orange and laying an ever spreading shadow across the golden sands. Dunes would no longer scorch unshielded feet, rays of sunlight would no longer blind anyone and receding warmth would be the last to leave.

And yet there was heat and there was heat, it was the latter that filled this simple dwelling; the sheer scent of appeased flesh that carried itself better than any temperature. The atmosphere of physical bliss, almost palpable and clinging to both you and everything you wore - something that made you feel like a deep, proper bath. For otherwise it would never go away, not from beneath your skin. 

If you wanted it to go away, that was. 

The nomad could carry it for a good while, he could wash the divine snake with his own tongue and it would only make him feel more in place. Even though it would probably be a little bit too much. Perhaps one day. 

He looked down at the sethrak priestess - at the godly visage of shapes so massive they deserved their own set of tales and legends. Vulpine tongue ran across his snout as he wouldn't forget the taste of snake scales, of the black as night nipples and areolas. 

Vulpera's eyes fell down onto his tool; it still was massive, still hanging down like a slab of proper dick-meat but now simply flaccid. Spent a little bit and spent rightfully, there was a lot to give and even more was taken. Perhaps he could go for yet another run but alas, the beauty incarnate was still passed out or at least looked as such. Nobody did her like this in months, that he could tell with ease. 

And he would gladly dig into her once more, willingly and without hesitation trap her nipples between his fangs, causing her breath to break and her maws to pant out like a beast in heat. Naturally, she was just there and wouldn't stop him from doing anything. But she was a goddess in bone, flesh and scale. He was no animal. 

He passed next to her with a smile on his face - she would likely wake up in a while and then realize what had happened. Would she scream at him with this heavenly voice and cause her front to jiggle? Would she try to deny it all with the cutest expression of them all? Whatever it would be, he would welcome it with delight. She was his goddess after all. 

It almost felt wrong to take his eyes off this delicious, steamy body and off these gaze-pleasing, innate pillows that spilled alike a flood of wonders. Yet many things he did buy and they all had to be properly put around now - some of them were for her, so they couldn't stay outside. Jiro wouldn't like anything to happen to them. 

So he took a few steps towards the bed, dressing up really wasn't all that necessary as no one truly came around these sides. Besides, it wouldn’t be bad to soak the very last bits of sun today, no matter how weak they would be. Even so, he still wanted to pack some things better than the others -  as he heard a somewhat unconscious hiss of the love-fed snake, Jiro knelt slowly and slid his hands beneath the bed. 

And it was but a small casket, one that would fit in your hands but still weigh a great deal because of what it was made out of. Pure glass, hardened and forged god knows how long ago, led into the finest shapes of, to no one’s surprise, serpents and snakes. He wasn’t sure whether the sethrak were so keen on putting themselves on everything or whether it was merely about the actual snakes of the desert. 

It mattered little however. 

With a keen expression he put the little chest onto the bed, delicately and with care as it was the snake herself. He would now grab just a few things from the caravan, put them in and perhaps she would take it when she would wake up - assuming she wouldn’t scream at him first.  With a little smile he stood up  as it wasn’t a bad option at all, she had a lovely, slithering voice after all. Jiro simply wanted to reach forth and open it, as if to check the contents. 

Yet he stopped as something suddenly slid down his chest. He perhaps had but a moment to realize before some heavy embrace engulfed him, before the clawed hands of a snake went down his skin and clenched around it.

For just a moment he froze, the presence behind him was as palpable as it was big; something truly massive and something which carried itself with a scent of hunger. A single hand moved then up, running across his bare muscles and then up onto the chin, forcing it upwards. 

He looked upwards without having any choice to it, his own gaze met with this one of the snake, even though it was mostly obscured by the massive udders on top of her chest. 

"It won't be for a priestess to be outdone by a fox such as you." She declared with a heralding voice, devoid of the previous shyness or even innocence. And those eyes weren't lost, were not helpless in any form or shape; the way this snake looked at him had nothing to do with the one he previously left on the floor. 

Even as the colour of her eyes changed softly; lined itself with a certain share of blue. Godly shade of the skies. 

It wasn't even few seconds before he met the floor, effectively tossed into the same spot where she had lied just a moment ago - it still had this strong scent of a fucked snake. It wasn't much after before her robe simply took its leave, discarded with indifference; all so he could see how small he was. 

And the pale dress dropped; her body was revealed in its whole glory, without as much as a scale covered. No longer bound or held or squeezed by earthly attire, her breasts simply hanged down and covered her chest in a great deal; black areolas shined with their flawless surface and nipples, shaded alike, rose up wondrously. 

Fittingly, her belly - whichever part wasn't buried beneath her pillows - presented itself with the great muscle, likely so well refined and yet showing itself so delicately as sethrak bodies had it in nature. Hard enough to break rubble on when tensed, soft enough to sleep on when the relaxation came; worthy of feasting on. 

He could merely swallow as her hips filled his vision, shapely beyond imagination and with thighs so plump; tender and yet crushing with ease. Good enough to die between, right so your last sight would be of her ladyparts - these lips shaded so deliciously. All of it sized not simply queenly but godly. 

And she simply towered over him, like a massive, divine slab of snake fuck-meat; flesh hallowed and heavy in it's entirety. Simple, sexual perfection. 

"Sethralis forgive you if you fail to finish what you started." Holy words reached him as she stepped over his body, causing his lips to bend into a wide smile, much like his tool has been given with a second life and began to rise rather stiffly. Jiro could pay just a moment to these snake eyes - gems that now turned from vivid orange to delicate blue. Some blessings did awaken in one way or another. 

The way she stared down at him from behind her very front; those eyes that suddenly changed as if she had an epiphany. It all brought a smile onto his face, especially as she went down onto her knees - his tool ended up absolutely squashed by two massive, snake buns with two giant snake buns. The very force of this slap sending him into a mild shiver. 

She really didn't weight little - a body with muscles this dense and this much beauty-fat almost everywhere where it mattered; that was not light by many means, this priestess was a heavy slab of fuck-meat after all. Jiro took a deeper breath, this probably wasn't going to be harmless in the long run, he would get partially crushed. 

But all things considered and worst case taken - this was a good way to die. Probably the best. 

For a time he hissed instead of her, all while she just stared him down with some sort of satisfaction. His dick really was squashed beneath these two wonders and while it was pleasant to some degree, it was a bit more than his body, or his meat, were used to. Or made for, in all honesty. 

"Do hope you're not running away." She purred out before sliding her hand beneath herself, as to grab his tool and position it better; he could feel it hardening under the very touch alone, even if you weren't counting the purpose of it. 

Slick but not as gentle, her fingers simply grabbed his dick as a slab of meat it was and didn't play around. His priestess rose ever so softly, using these wonderful legs to raise her divine bottom - he wasn't sure whether to focus on the red, glossy meat standing right beneath her loveparts or whether these wondrous legs, now shining with perfect muscle, were the better thing to look at. 

Regardless of it, she did position it upright - or rather allowed it to stand by no longer crushing it with her ass - just so it could find its way between the other set of her lips. All as she then began to lower herself down. 

Her jaws spread in pure ecstasy, his teeth clenched for the same reason. 

Such were the wonders of snake flesh - the muscle was strong, tender, refined everywhere you could find it. It would spread with a set of deliciously moist sounds and it would do slowly, so naturally refusing to stretch in the slightest and yet capable of doing so in great amounts. Jiro could now learn it all, feeling as his dick moved inside ever so slowly and nearly fought for every inch. 

As the tightness squeezed his meat, the massive vulpine prick that went deeper and deeper, ramming his way through these holy spaces. A shallow breath ran out of his lips as his tip was slowly kissed by the heat of sethrak insides, how his wide shaft was crushed by the inner walls of the snake loveparts. All while she kept going down, kept lowering these monstrous hips to the point of meeting his knot. 

The broad, scarlet and veiny adornment of his manhood was smooched by her spread entrance - perhaps it would be the end had her eyes been of tangerine, previous shade. But Jiro saw the blue glow, the awakened shine in her gaze that had been promised and knew it all wouldn't be simply halted at this point. `

"Easy girl…" He muttered out as she pushed down even more, staring down with a hungry beauty to her expression, forcing her lower lips to stretch in an ever greater manner. The nomad couldn't only inhale sharply, feeling as his knot was fighting for its life, squeezed to some mad degree. 

And this snake just pushed down with spread maws of bliss, all while her saliva dripped down onto the monstrous udders of reptile flesh. She hissed and raised perhaps by just a few inches to then slam down again - she was about to get that broad slab of red meat inside herself and nobody would stop her. Then she moved up again, just to drop once more, bringing her udders to a jiggle; putting these black nipples into motion. 

Jiro could only melt in return, feel as if his dick was being crushed by sheer bliss and how his knot was being treated as an ordinary meal and not the dessert it should be. It didn't feel like simple breeding - he simply was being fucked here. 

And that would be proven when she finally got what she wanted. 

When his entire body was taken by a shiver when her divine loveparts swallowed his dick whole and brought her to make a sound so indecent he had to fight with this impeding ejaculation on the spot. And the sensation was unnamable, his meat stood squeezed so tightly that no other flesh could make it happen, the very tip of his meat was kissed with such heat of the inner body. 

For a time they merely rested like this; Jiro panting as his dick was simply conquered, this massive snake relishing in the sensation of her rammed insides, all while drops of her saliva ran down these monstrous udders. It was a long path before they would be able to drop down. 

Vulpera looked at his own crotch for just a moment, watching as his dick was as good as gone, absolutely swallowed. Then his gaze upturned, fell onto these eyes of the awakened goddess - onto the blue shine and glow that turned her into this dick-hungry being. And they met, one staring at the other, something that seemingly awakened the sethrak. 

All so she would spread her maws in a wide smile, all so she would raise her hips and have her lovelips swim around his knot once more - release it from the warm, pink insides. With the sounds of crushed and squished love juices, likely well mixed with his early nectar, she rose and revealed it alike some piece of art, both to herself and to Jiro. 

A massive slab of red meat, adorned with tiny veins. Shining, glossy from all the juices; as if polished by the finest tongue. Too massive for a simple vulpera and yet, about to be absolutely tamed and reduced to a simple toy. 

This scaled priestess stared at it for a moment, as if enjoying her work. The previous snake perhaps would look at it with mild awe or even fear but this one, this blue-gazed being was just planning to jump on it till its gone. 

And she just slammed down. 

Jiro's teeth clenched twice as much and his fingers nearly scraped across the fur he lied on. This sensation was one but mixed with this absolutely juicy, heavy sound of fattest buttcheeks slamming against his crotch - that was different. It was loud, it was simply palpable, it was better than if he tried to slap them with all of his strength. 

The very force of this hit pushed some air from his lungs, forcing him to grasp it back in a hungry manner; squeezed so badly he almost forgot she wasn't exactly sized for him. But it wasn't going to stop her from bouncing on his dick till he was dry as the desert outside. More so, it wasn't going to stop him either. 

So she swallowed his knot again, bury it inside herself and then raise, reveal it all and slam down again; again and again, smacking the heavy pounds of snake fuck-meat down onto his crotch and nearly shattering him with every slam. This sethrak wouldn't be gentle nor slow about it, she would put her behind into a wiggle with every hit and likewise, she would have these massive udders shake in similar motion. 

All on top of small, melting vulpera. 

His dick would be simply squeezed, crushed, bathed in juices and heat of the finest kind. His knot would be kissed so many times and given this wondrous feeling. It was more than obvious that if he hadn't come just a while ago, this entire thing would be already over - though in all honesty, he wasn't going to last long either way.

As the wet smacking continued, he smiled ever so softly; somehow attuned to his hips being broken down by massive snake ass. His eyes for just a moment rested on the snake belly - at the tiny tip of a bulge that painted itself on her stomach. A vulpera half her size, bred by a goddess in bone, flesh and scale; by a sethrak so bloody shapely that she could bury him beneath any of her qualities. All of it, and yet he could stretch her to a bulge. 

Now that was a victory on its own. 

It was a short thought as she eventually slammed down onto him with great force; absolutely swallowing the entirety of his tool in less than a second and clenching around it to a mad degree - all to push him over the edge. 

He could only hear the hiss as his balls began to give whatever was left. His meat simply began to pump out without him having to say anything about it, it tensed and shot, released and repeated. All while his body spasmed and throat let out sounds she wouldn't ever expect himself to make. 

Scaled being simply licked her lips, extended this thin forked tongue and ran it across her lips as she felt whiteness painting her insides. The snake gave heat and now took it back, enjoying the root it took inside herself. Pleasure for pleasure, warmth for warmth, even if one of them had little to say anything about it.

Jiro closed his eyes and pulled his head back in all of it, his lungs finally took a few proper breaths they were not allowed for before. He somehow survived this, though he was beaten up no less than his dick and would need time to recover. 

The vulpera shook softly when he heard red meat leave the insides of a snake, though he felt it no less. It was probably still wet, moist, shining and glossy but Jiro really didn't have the strength to raise his head and look at it. It was probably a good place to pass out. 

Though he wouldn't be able to. 

A few steps caught his attention as they got nearer rather than further, halting right next to his head. Vulpera's eyes opened slowly and then swiftly widened as a much different hole suddenly filled his vision, right before the entire furred head disappeared between divine buttcheeks; before the wide, long ears were lost beneath pounds of snake ass-meat. 

"We're not done praying, nomad." The snake declared with a delicious voice and looked down at the hidden face of her newest acolyte. 

It took a longer while but Jiro's hands merely rose from the ground and grabbed the giant cheeks, all as he began to pray, devoid of air or light. 

Now that still was a good way to die. 




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