that a large breasted woman, if swallowed feet first by a hungry serpent, would end up swallowed nipples last after her head went down, I present to you untampered evidence:
You cannot tell me that, if the pressure of the lips circling her as she was swallowed down that tight wet serpent throat WOULDN’T press those huge tits of hers upward and squish her her nipples probably as high as her elbows are just deluding yourself.
And Milena Velba is not unusual, only popular MANY women have tits as big as hers, nonsurgically enhanced (hers are natural, which is cool). Now I WISH my own titties was maybe not as big as hers but bigger than they are now Life is life. At least I am alive.
Any so way, point of the post being that it is not impossible that a woman with large or larger than average breasts would, upon being swallowed feet first by a hungry serpent, have her rock hard nipples vanish last into the throat of the animal swallowing her whole and alive as she masturbated and shook with orgasm after orgasm. If only we had enough women and serpents to test our hypothesis. I would gladly volunteer to see how it looked to have a woman with smaller breasts swallowed whole and alive by a hungry serpent ;) Gods, in a heartbeat!!
Anne (who wishes she were just a woman shaped lump in the belly of a hungry serpent)
Annipe checked the board of monitors again, the third time that minute. She was bored, bored, bored. Normally when on shift she could amuse herself by watching the monitors and masturbating all night like she usually did. She usually sat back in her chair, set her feet up on her desk and then spent the next 12 hours buzzing her cunt with her vibrator as she watched the monitors. No one expected her to do any real work- they just expected her to come like there was no tomorrow as she watched naked women shower for 8 hours, then masturbate for the next 4 hours on memory. And it was easy to masturbate watching those naked women showering- they were all good looking women with tight bodies, huge firm tits, tight asses, clean cunts… and they frequently not only masturbated themselves while showering, they also masturbated each other, and frequently engaged in sex with each other. Mouth to cunt, cunt to cunt, using hands and toys and everything else- eyes closed in orgasm and hips bucking as they came.
All this was the usual activities in a communal shower facility. What made this one different from any other facility was that in most of the monitors, serpents were swallowing the naked women as they masturbated, sending the women down their throats and into their stomachs to be digested alive later that night. Annipe could watch the woman shaped bulges sliding down serpent throats for days- it was such a tight fit that a woman in a serpent throat didn’t just make a bulge- no, you could see her tits, both of them, and her hard nipples, sliding down through the body of the serpent. You could see the shapes of their arms, their waists… if their hands were up instead of down in their crotch and masturbating as they were swallowed, you could make out the dip of their groins, even the shape of their cunts through the tight flesh of the serpent. Then their legs, an their feet. And when she finally reached the stomach of the serpent- well, if she was the first one swallowed whole by the serpent, she stayed like that. As if she were a woman made of snakeskin. Annipe had been showering when a serpent slithered by with just one woman inside it. She’d kept up with it and when it stopped to rest down further in the Hall of Serpents she lay on the floor with it and embraced the woman inside the serpent stomach. And since a woman inside a serpent stomach was alive, until she was digested alive, and in constant orgasm because of the stomach acids, the swallowed woman had reacted to Annipe. Annipe had grabbed and rubbed the swallowed tits and the woman inside had loved it. Annipe had even sucked on her nipples through the body of the serpent and she swore the woman inside the serpent belly had loved it. She had rubbed the woman’s cunt through the serpent, had grabbed her ass through the serpent body… had treated her as if she were an unswallowed woman being made love to by Annipe on the floor of the Hall. And while the swallowed woman had loved it, Annipe had liked it better, rubbing her cunt on the woman inside the serpent and coming, and coming and coming. She’d fucked the serpent all night until the woman inside was digested, became all soft and went away as the serpent belly sloshed and groaned.
On one screen, she was watching a small number of Nubian women being systematically swallowed by two rock pythons. When the Nubian’s had first entered they’d been nervous and Annipe had followed them with a camera. There were six of them and they stayed together, probably wondering why they had even come to a serpent based shower. And their bodies were so different from a Roman woman’s body- so different, so unique. First of all they had deep black skin. And their tits were just so small! Annipe thought she had small tits,and for a Roman woman, she did. Each of her tits was only half again as large as a basketball and weighed less than thirty pounds each. Flat as a board for a woman of Rome. But these Nubian’s- the woman with the biggest tits was flat as a board. Each of her tits was only twice as large as her head, and they sagged! Annipe’s tits didn’t even have a half inch of sag to them but the Nubian women’s tits sagged at least an inch- much lower they’d be don to her knees! The Nubian woman with the tiniest tits was almost scare she looked so different, each small breast tinier than her head. At least her tits didn’t sag.
At least the Nubian’s shaved between their legs like civilized women. Annipe had been afraid they’d have actual hair between their legs. She hadn’t had a single hair between her legs since her first public hair came in when she was eleven years old. She’d shaved the thing off and showed it to her parents- she was a woman now! And while her life didn‘t change a lot at first- as a child she’d gone naked as a jaybird all the time, and since becoming a woman she practiced casual nudity at all times. Before puberty, her undeveloped breasts had been small, only twice as large as her head, but after her first hair came in her tits had grown to adult size and filled with dense mammary gland tissue. Annipe could and did lactate at almost any time and had once milked herself until bored, coming up with over a gallon from each breast. Moo.
But once the Nubian’s had watched a serpent eat this one chick with huge tits, well, they understood. The serpent had swallowed the woman with the tits feet first because there was no way it would have been able to swallow the woman and her tits at the same time. It swallowed her to just under her tits, her body filling it’s throat and her hands in her cunt inside it. As it swallowed her body, that pushed her tits up- and they were big. Each massive tit was as big as another woman if she curled into a ball, knees to her chin and heels to her ass, arms around her legs…. AND her tits as well, each to the other side of her. Annipe knew some Roman women had tits so big they couldn’t walk or even stand under their own power, but these were the biggest she had ever seen and still have the woman walking. They’d been firm, too, the bottom of each huge breast no lower than her navel. But as her tits were pushed up they covered her upper body until it seemed the serpent was just swallowing tits. The serpent had just found two huge tits and decided to eat them, as any serpent would and should. After a while the woman was deep inside the throat of the serpent and the beast was still swallowing tits. Still two huge tits coming out of it’s mouth, two hard nipples getting closer to it’s mouth. Only when the woman had been inside the stomach of the serpent for ten or fifteen minutes did the serpent finish swallowing her tits. The woman was tight in the belly of the serpent, and thirty feet up the serpent was just now swallowing two hard nipples at the end of her tits. Amazing.
Of course, by this time the six nervous Nubian’s woman were all sitting on the tiles floor of the Hall. Not only were they masturbating as they watched the serpent eating tits, but they were masturbating each other. And two of them were head- to-groin, bringing each other to multiple orgasm again and again. Once the serpent finished eating tits though, they’d gone looking for other serpents. They’d found the two rock pythons and let nature take it’s course. In this case, it mean’t that one of the Nubian women had brought the head of one serpent between her thighs and pushed it’s snout into the tight hole of her cunt, riding it‘s snout with her clit. Once she came, the serpent had continued savoring the taste and the scent of the Nubian’s cunt, in fact it had even attempted, for an hour and a half , to crawl inside the woman through her small fuck-hole. Annipe wished it had succeeded- that would have been fun to watch, the woman‘s belly growing as the serpent crawled into her through her cunt. But it couldn’t, and it didn’t, then it had coiled her and began swallowing her whole and alive head first. With her small, head size tits it was easy for the serpent to swallow her that direction.
Once the first Nubian was swallowed, the other’s were unstoppable. They grabbed one of the others and she began masturbating as they fed her to a serpent. It didn’t even half to move, it just opened it’s jaws and they just shoved her head first don it’s throat. Once they had shoved her down it’s throat to her waist they took turns, the four of them, getting on their knees and licking and sucking her into multiple orgasm. Then one of the Nubian’s spent an hour and a half trying to crawl into her friend through her cunt. Annipe had REALLY wanted to see that- watching the woman’s belly grow as her friend had crawled into her through her cunt would have been the best thing in the world. But in the end the other three Nubian’s had to pull her out- she’d only been able to crawl up her friend’s cunt to her knees. When her head had slid through her friend’s cunt and inside her Annipe had had to masturbate to it it was so cool, with the tight ring of the Nubian’s cunt around her friend’s neck. But when she had pulled and pushed until her shoulders and her tits had slid through the woman’s cunt and into her abdomen, Annipe had come again and again. When she had managed to pull herself to her waist up her friend’s cunt until her own cunt was just below the cunt that was swallowing her, Annipe had tried crawling into one of the other Nubian’s through HER cunt. It hadn’t worked any more than the other woman had been able to crawl into her friend though. And although Annipe had managed to crawl all but the toes of her left foot up one of the Nubian’s cunts, the Nubian’s cunt muscle tight around the end of her foot and Annipe inside the Nubian’s uterus, bulging out her belly until she had to crawl back out, it disappointed her that she couldn‘t actually crawl into another woman through her cunt. When she came out, as wet with the cunt fluids as if she had taken a shower in cunt, she saw the other woman to her knees up the other woman’s cunt and it drove her mad with lust again. She turned around and tried crawling up the Nubian‘s cunt again. And even though this time she actually made it, crawling into the uterus of another woman through her cunt and staying there for two hours before coming back out, she was somewhat disappointed to discover that while she had been up another woman‘s cunt, that woman hadn‘t been swallowed by a serpent.
At 2 AM, the serpent’s finally finished swallowing all the women that were in the showers. There had been a lot of women coming to the Imbres today. And since slightly more than 2000 women came to shower at the Imbres every day and each serpent swallowed six or seven women each, it was usually around 2 sometimes 2:30 AM before the serpents finished swallowing all the women. Once, twenty three years ago the serpents had once swallowed all but one woman during the course of the day. Now they worked a little harder and even if it took them half the night, they always managed to eat them all. And by 3 AM, the Hall was filled with noise. 750 serpent bellies sloshing, intestines groaning, abdomen’s gurgling, digesting alive all those women they’d been swallowing whole and alive all day. It took hours before the noise died down!
“And then you have to,” and she took a deep breathe, pulling herself forward an inch and sliding her wet body through the tunnel of the tight throat. “You have to follow that hall and make sure you turn-” she slipped back as the beast swallowed again, trying to get her back into his stomach so he could continue digesting her alive. The party waited patiently as she fought her way back up into the mouth again, pushing her face between the jaws of the giant snake. “You have to turn-” and she was interrupted again as another swallow took her deep down the snake’s throat toward it’s waiting stomach. Several minutes passed, the party waiting patiently, while she struggled to crawl up the throat and into the creature’s upper throat and mouth again. At last she had a hand around a fang and her other elbow hooked in the beast’s gum line.
“If you would just rescue me,” she half screamed, shrilly, slick with snake saliva and stinging digestive fluids. “And get me out of here I could help you a lot easier, and I wouldn’t have to worry about being digested alive every thirty seconds!”
A swallow pulled her down the snake’s throat again, and some wit in the group muttered, “Twenty. Every twenty seconds.” They watched the bulge of her body in the throat as she was pulled deep, then she struggled to get up higher again. Almost up to the jaw line then down. Almost, then down, deeper. Halfway up, slowly, then all the way down to the snake’s stomach again. This time she didn’t struggle back up, staying a woman shaped bulge in the belly of the beast.
“Show’s over,” intoned Kettersly, the Mage. “She’s going to be digested this time.” The party, not a large one, disbanded into the night to wait for the morning. In minutes, the only person left was Omoz, the ranger. He was standing, looking at the tight shape of her body in the stomach of the snake.
“Why didn’t we rescue you,” he asked himself. Sure, she looked damned sexy inside the snake stomach, and he did get a tingle in his private parts when he imagined her being digested alive but surely that wasn’t enough reason to just subject people to being digested alive. But as he watched, the bulge of her body in the belly of the serpent wriggled again, then slowly worked itself slowly up a few feet.
“Hey, hey guys,” he yelled as she struggled back up the serpent’s throat an closer to the jaws of the beast again. “She’s coming back up!”
The others straggled back as she fought her way back up from the stomach of the animal. After a few minutes, the bulge of her body reached the jaw line of the serpent as everyone watched as she pushed open the jaws from the inside.
“Get me out of here!” she screamed, skin red from the stomach acids that bathed her skin. She slid back down the throat of the animal as it swallowed again, fighting her way back up. “Please! I can help you if you just save me!” She looked at them with wild eyes, no one moving to help. She vanished from sight again as the beast swallowed her back down it’s throat a good four feet. She struggled back up, staring at them from between the teeth of the serpent.
“I’m your friend,” she wheezed. “This fucking thing swallowed me as we were talking. Why are you doing this to me?”
“Suck me off,” said Kettersly, suddenly. “You suck me off and swallow it, we’ll get you out.”
“Get me out, I’ll suck you off,” she gasped, then slid back out of sight as the beast swallowed her three feet back down his throat. Almost back and swallowed two feet back. Almost up to the jaws, swallowed ten feet back. Another swallow took her halfway down to the stomach, and they waited as she slowly fought her way back up. She looked at them from inside the mouth of the serpent, her body tight in it;s throat from her armpits down.
“No,” said Kettersly. “You suck me off, then we get you out.”
“Me too,” said Omoz. “After you suck him off, you suck me off, then we get you out.”
“Me too,” said Drake.
“And me,” said Flint.
“And me.” Everyone turned to look at Candy, the sorceress. “Hey, I got a pussy, she needs to lick me until I cum too or the snake gets to digest the cunt.”
The modern Roman method of calendar counting sets the year 0 at (what we call) 750 BC with Romulus and Remus and the she-Wolf. Thus, what we call 2013 the Romans call 2763. The Christians are a weak cult, but they count the year as 2046, setting their year 0 as what we call 33 BC with the actual birth date of their messiah, Yeshuah. Since he was never crucified (Pontius Pilate let him go instead of crucifying him) there was no resurrection, no ascension, nada. Islam is an even weaker cult, and their Prophet never memorized a holy book. The Jews faded out and died at what we call 1000 AD and no one uses any of their information for much at all.
The concept of sacred combat between helpless nude woman and hungry forty foot long woman swallowing serpent is set in myth; four or five times, goddesses came to the people of the early Italiat to introduce them to Sacred Combat- these goddesses would face off against the serpent god Caudiff. The serpent would coil and swallow the goddess whole, slither off to digest her alive. That particular goddess’s story in myth and legend ended there. At the same time, other goddesses came to the people of the early Italiat and introduced them to the concept of communal showering IN THE HOMES of hungry forty foot long woman swallowing serpents. Three or four goddesses would bathe with serpents; all but one would be coiled and swallowed whole, digested alive as they bathed. Those goddesses’ stories in myth and legend ended with their digestion inside of a serpent’s belly.
The people of the Italiat had a lot of dealings with goddesses in myth and legend- five or six times in a five thousand year stretch goddesses came to the people of the early Italiat and told them to breed for a future when they would have to feed the world. Every goddess was extremely busty, massively so. The first goddess had breasts twice the size of basketballs each. Every goddess that appeared afterward had a bust much larger than the previous visitation. The last appearance (in myth and legend) of a goddess that told the people of the Italiat to breed for huge breasts had breasts easily four times larger than basketballs each, yet firm and riding high and sag free on her chest. This goddess warned the women of the Italiat that they would have to nurse the world and they had to be ready for it.
The Serpens Proeliis, Serpent Battles, the first communal shower in the home of woman swallowing serpents, was open for almost 900 years. During these years the number of women swallowed whole and digested alive by the serpents slowly grew. It wasn’t until 14 years before the current stories that the serpents were growing too obese from eating too many women. Rather than risk the health of the serpents, they increased the number of serpents and opened a second communal shower in the home of woman swallowing serpents.
The second building was the Serpens Imbres, Serpent Showers. The Imbres has been open for the last 8 years at the time of the current stories.
The government has operated the two communal showers in the homes of woman swallowing serpents. A third facility, the Serpens Alphaca, Serpent Fields, has been open for the last 2 years in the time of the current stories. This is a facility run by private industry and not government.
The Proeliis is visited by 1,200 different and separate women daily, as well as some women who visit the facility several times in one day. Three or four days out of a 7 day period, the serpents will swallow whole and digest alive up to 800 of the showering women daily. The remain two or three days per week, the serpents will swallow whole and digest alive no less than 1,000 of the showering women daily.
At the Imbres, 1,600 different and separate women come to shower on a daily basis, as well as many women who shower there up to three times per day. Two or three days in a 7 day period, the serpents will swallow whole and digest alive every single woman who enters the facility. The remaining four or five days per week, the serpents will only swallow whole and digest alive no less than 1,300 of the women who come there to shower daily.
The Alphaca, being a private industry facility, serves 2,000 women daily come there to shower. Many, many women are turned away every single day. It is THE place to shower. For the past two years it has been open, the serpents within have swallowed whole and digested alive every single woman who has entered the building for any reason.
I, Anne, would LOVE to shower at the Alphaca
but I wrote it last night for Rudy and I wanted to be able to read it to him before he fell asleep. Plus, I was getting so horny, I had to go and read it to him or masturbate in my chair where I was writing it This is what I have on this, the latest of the vore-a-thon MRE stories:
“I don’t know how all that science stuff works,” said Domitia as she wriggled under the hot water. Oh, Diana that felt good! It’d been almost 4 hours since her last shower- way too long. Her friend, Galla, was silent as she showered next to Domitia. Probably petting the kitty already, thought Domitia. “I leave all that science stuff to the science people.” She held her arms under her mammoth breasts, lifting them to the shower head. Domitia had always been somewhat ashamed of her small breasts- each of the gigantic flesh globes was only twice the size of a basketball, barely forty pounds each of dense mammary gland packed tissue. She knew that her tiny tits were holding her back at work- in Modern Day Rome it was the size and weight of a woman’s milk machines that determined her pay scale and in fact, what job she had. Most of the other women where she worked had tits that weight upwards of sixty, seventy pounds each.
Galla was still quiet and that wasn’t like her- Domitia washed the soap off her face and looked over to the next shower. The rock serpent that was swallowing her friend whole and alive head first already had it’s scaly lips just under her rib cage. Galla’s hands were working hard in her crotch, masturbating like there was no tomorrow- and for Galla, there wasn’t. Once the rock serpent had finished swallowing her whole, packing her tight in it’s belly with the other women it had already swallowed whole and alive earlier that day, it would start digesting them alive once the sun went down. Domitia’s eyes ran down the long length of the serpent’s body, her eyes widening as her view reached the beasts huge, woman-swollen belly. Normally, a forty foot long woman swallowing serpent had a body that was six to eight inches from side to side. If a serpent had swallowed one woman down into it’s hot, wet, stomach sac then it was barely thicker than the woman it was going to digest alive, and only about a foot above and a foot below the length of the swallowed, still living woman. This monster’s belly was almost four feet thick, four feet tall, and was a bloated sac almost twenty feet long in the body of the beast. This serpent must have been swallowing women whole non-stop all day for it’s belly to be that full of women. And how many women was that inside it’s stomach, inside that swollen belly? She had no idea, it must have been a lot though. Maybe twenty women, maybe forty, maybe one hundred women inside the stomach of the rock serpent! She felt weak in the knees as she looked at the beast, although she knew that the number of women inside that stomach, waiting to be digested alive, was far, far less than a hundred.
Domitia couldn’t help herself- she started petting her kitty with both hands. She’d seen lot’s of women swallowed whole and alive by serpents, hundreds of them just this year, although the year was less than two months old. Every day these last several years at the Proeliis buildings, and now at the Imbres building, she’d watched, and masturbated to, seventy or eighty women swallowed whole and alive every shower, and she took at least three showers daily, more on the weekends. But none of any of those women being swallowed whole had been as hot as watching her friend being swallowed whole and alive by this woman-hungry monster. But as she sank to a sitting position on the tiled floor of the shower, hands working in her crotch and bringing her toward her first orgasm, she felt herself starting to black out from the intense pleasure.
When she could feel herself as a human being again instead of just a resonating beam of orgasm, instead of just a clitoris and nothing else, instead of a simple pleasure machine, she realized that the showers around her had gone quiet. She looked at the rock serpent as it finished swallowing her friend’s legs, watching her feet slide into the mouth of the beast then, with a swallow, watched her friend starting to slide down the throat of the beast toward it’s belly. All around her was the sound of dripping water and movement, but no showers. She looked up the Conciliabulum des Serpentium to her left and noticed that every woman who had been showering before she put all her attention into her cunt was now in the process of being swallowed whole and alive by the serpents that had coiled them. Wow, that was at least forty four women all in the process of being swallowed whole and alive! She turned, huge tits wobbling and bouncing on her chest, to look up the Hall of Serpents to her right. Again, every woman who had been showering just minutes before was now in the process of being swallowed whole by the hungry woman swallowing serpents that had coiled them while she had been pleasuring her cunt. Another at least forty five to fifty women all being swallowed whole and alive, soon to be digested alive with the other women already swallowed into the swollen bellies of the serpents.
Well, hells, thought Domitia as she stood alone in the shower hall. That was mighty rude. Had there been no room in any of the tummies for her? Surely there must have been a serpent with enough room in it;s belly to fit her in. Oh, shit, thought Domitia as the doors in the middle of the hall opened and a couple of nude women walked in, looking to take showers. Or get swallowed whole and digested alive. One and the same, most days. One woman was a tall Nubian with absolutely gigantic tits, almost twice as large as Domitia’s. And Domitia slumped where she stood in dismay as the Nubian woman didn’t make four steps into the Hall before she was coiled and dragged to the floor, the maw of the reticulated python that had her already gaping and sliding over her head. The other woman was a short red haired woman with tits no bigger than Domitia’s and she watched the Nubian being swallowed whole and masturbating when she too was suddenly coiled from behind and the monster that had her in it’s coils swallowing her head as well.
Oh no, thought Domitia. This was turning into one of those very few and very rare wild serpent days at the Imbres- when the serpents swallowed whole and digested alive nine hundred and fifty to nine hundred seventy five out of a thousand women at the Imbres. Those days were extremely rare when they did this, swallowing whole and digesting alive nine hundred and seventy five to nine hundred and ninety nine women out of a thousand that came to shower, throughout the entire day at the Imbres and the Proeliis buildings. The serpents at the Proeliis and Imbres buildings swallowed whole and digested alive every single one of the one thousand seperate and different women no more than twenty eight, twenty nine days out of every thirty. Statistically, this was so rare to no one could even chart it, much less predict which day out of the thirty they wouldn’t swallow whole and digest alive every single woman that walked in the doors to shower at both the Proeliis and Imbres buildings. Some months, there was no day they didn’t swallow whole and digest alive every woman inside both the Proeliis and Imbres buildings. In the past four years, there had been no day they hadn’t swallowed whole and digested alive every single woman inside both buildings, as well as slithering into the buildings in a five block radius around both the Proeliis and Imbres buildings and swallowing whole and digesting alive every woman in those buildings as well. There were no statistics small enough to chart something that rare and unpredictable as these wild serpent days.
Oh, I had to work hard not to have an orgasm in my chair before I even started When I had finished reading it to him, I then closed my eyes and started re-talking about how the serpents would swallow every woman in a five-block radius around both buildings- every single day! About six thousand women swallowed whole and digested alive daily. It took me about 30 seconds to have a very wet orgasm in front of Rudy
Dirty Girl Anne
which is weird, because I destroyed my latest tablet computer- again. I’ve bought, destroyed, and replaced about 7 tabbies since last September. Fuck. I LOVE my tabbies- I take then everywhere. I have a look that hooks the tablet in it’s cover to my wrist so if I drop it (that happens a LOT, a fucking LOT) it doesn’t fall to the ground. I take it to bed with me!
Well, I did until I destroyed this latest one. Which is especially depressing, because this last one I had dropped (er…) and cracked the screen. Broken, all the way from one side to the other, and a bunch of other cracks running every which way. And it still worked!! I loved my tabbie!
Then I was sleep drunk, fell asleep while standing and woke up as I was falling. My tabbie-hand was whipping to catch me, my tabbie shot out of it’s cover when the loop snapped it like a whip, and it SLAMMED into the ground so hard it blew the back cover off and tore wires loose!
Screen finally stopped working. Sigh. And I have a ton of stuff on the built in- “hard drive” that I can;t get off because you have to have screen support to hook it up to your actual computer, and, well… So I took out my micro-SD device and sent the dead tabbie off to Wal-Mart.
Rudy is buying me a Nook- a very cool Nook, no less! It has a 1920 x 1080 screen (my old one was 800×480), it’s a dual core processor, it’s a 16 gig model… oh, it’s a beauty! A 9″ screen, no less! And under a pound! Android, comes with Google Play (which is good because I have bought a ton of stuff off Google Play
My last tabbie I had to really screw around with and alter to get it to access Google Play, since the Visual Land “Connect” doesn’t have Google Play on it. But, since it comes rooted, you can go all Rambo on it and do what you want
Ah well. When I get my Nook, I will make sure I CAN’T destroy this one!! Ever!
WalMart used to have a $9 warranty where they would refund your cash if you destroyed the tabbie. Well, I blew up so many of them so fast, the warranty got a price change to $28
Hey, the next few posts should be Modern Roman Empire vore fest-a-thons to catch up on some of the fiction I been using to read to Rudy while I play with my cunny
when my cable modem died. Happy fucking day. And we can’t afford to buy a new one. We had to call our ISP (Awful Fucking Service, Inc. if you are curious) and LEASE a modem. Not even lease to OWN, just LEASE. We had to wait for it to arrive (sent via alpaca), then I had to set it up. Then I found out that’s a cable/ROUTER combo! And while not bad (kind of awesome ) it played hob on our current network as it set up a NEW network in the house!
Anyway, I is back, and actually, I is back as well. Been online on y!m on and off (weekends are good and bad for getting hold of me- my son commandeers my pooter for sometimes 10 hours or more a day and often with friends over) looking for people. Remember- I dunno if I have a Skype account. Skype keeps fucking my poor accounts to death, keeping them chained in the corner in the cellar until finally the lack of food and constant sexual attacks do it in. So Yahoo is the best away to do it. Or ICQ- I occasionally remember I have trillian, and it does y!m and ICQ and a tonna others.
And I have been writing. Mostly MRE stories. You may not find it as your favorite setting… but I love it so much I’m working on the non-vore story to use in it Oh man, I’m having a chick from the Native Nations come over to Rome to see what the Serpens Imbres is all about The fame has been spreading farther and wider as time goes on. They have to keep adding serpents to keep up with all the women coming in to shower, to keep from abusing the poor serpents. So many women to eat, and m0re all the time…
Well, wanted to let everyone know what is happening. I’m feeling better, depression-wise (and thank Goodness!), so I should be making a larger impression than I have been of late. So take care my friends! The hungry beasts in our section of the world should be stuffed with women again soon!
but until then, here is some more Modern Roman Empire material!
Pomona walked into the Disciplina Serpente building, expecting the normal hustle and bustle sounds and finding nothing but silence. No, not quite silence- there was a faint gurgling sound, like water running down a drain. Oh Jupiter and Diana, thought Pomona, holding her face in her hands. What on Mundus Iste Formosus was going on? It was nine o’Clock on a dies Lunae and while a lot of her younger understudies might be nursing a hangover there should have been some of the older understudies getting on with their work. And what on Mundus Iste Formosus was that gurgling noise?
As she walked down the main corridor leading to the Disciplina Arena where the older serpents were trained to fight women without harming them she noted that the younger serpents in their cages were going unfed. Bad, bad. The serpents this young were fed live rats, live chickens, training them to eat live food. The rats and chickens were de-clawed, de-beaked/teethed so they could not harm the young serpents. Those serpents that swallowed their prey feet/tail first were praised and given special treats. As the serpents aged and grew larger and longer, their prey also grew larger. It was only when the serpent was fifteen feet long or more that they were given their first woman to swallow whole and digest alive.
Well, when she figured out what was going on she could get the understudies to feed the younger serpents. And if the understudies didn’t have sufficient excuses for their dereliction this morning… well, they could feed the older serpents, and be the first woman that the serpents would swallow whole and digest alive.
Just before the final corridor turn that led into the Disciplina Arena there was an empty cage with an open door and Pomona felt her feet grow very cold. That was a bad sign. She peeked carefully around the corner and scanned the Arena and there he was, there was the missing serpent, the serpent that should have been in the empty cage. And he was… sleeping. And fat. So very, very fat. And as she listened, she could tell that it was his gigantic, bloated belly that was gurgling and sloshing so loudly. Shanguine was an Amazonian anaconda, almost sixty feet long from the tip of his scaly snout to the pointed end of his tail. Normally, an anaconda his size could swallow something six to ten feet in length, possibly longer if he really worked at it. And while a serpent was very stretchy, an anaconda that was a foot thick around his belly couldn’t swallow much of anything that was three or four feet from side to side. So while normally an anaconda Shanguine’s size could swallow a large, full grown horse and possibly a second smaller horse if he was starving that would normally be it. But Shanguine was their star, trained from the very moment he was hatched.
He swallowed his first full sized mature adult woman whole when he was barely two months old and hadn’t eaten anything but women from that moment on. He loved swallowing women and digesting them alive. He didn’t consider women merely his food- he loved women, loved eaten them, loved swallowing them and taking them into his body, loved them in his belly, loved digesting them alive. He gave every women he swallowed multiple orgasms during the entire process- indeed, even as the woman was breathing her last as she was digested alive, she was usually just starting to come down from all the multiple orgasms, and sometimes ramping up for another as she left the world of the living and her body entered the stage of becoming a soft nutritional paste.
At sixty feet long and a foot and a half at his thickest, Shanguine had been trained for decades. He should have been able to swallow whole an digest alive up to ten women if he was very very hungry. Even at that the women had to end up positioned just so in his stomach as he swallowed them, wriggling and squirming and gasping, eyes rolled back and shuddering from mind bending orgasm. Possibly he could have swallowed twelve, maybe thirteen women into his belly, their bodies stuffed tight into his stomach as his digestive juices washed them, breaking the women down into a loose and sloppy juice. But the belly on Shanguine was incredible, almost obscene. He must have swallowed every single woman that worked in the Disciplina that morning, one by one. Pomona took a moment to imagine Shanguine swallowing all those women, their nude bodies entering his mouth and being worked into his throat; their naked torsos, immense breasts and tight abdomens, pert buttocks and shaved vulvas sliding down his throat and then their long wet limbs and saliva slick bodies being wedged into his stomach through the stomach sphincter… she felt her lower belly heat up and knew she was getting wet; her nipples were tight and her breasts ached to be touched.
It was insane- Shanguine must have swallowed, had to have swallowed whole and alive, all twenty six women that worked at the Disciplina, barring herself of course. But the belly on this serpent stretched from just above his tail to just under his neck, achieved from literally decades of careful stretching. Enforced gluttony had stretched the serpent belly until he could force his stomach to stretch the entire length of his body, filling that enormous muscle sac with women. And right now that stretched tight muscle sac was filled with more swallowed women than any trainer had ever thought was possible. She walked up to the stretched out serpent, his bloated belly almost painfully tight. The women inside his stomach were pressed against the muscle of the stomach and the muscles that moved his body, then the scales of the “skin” that he slithered about on, yet Pomona could see the women in his stomach almost as if they were simply wearing a snakeskin as they lounged about- giant breasts with tight nipples on a leisurely woman here, and over there was another nude woman masturbating, her hands and fingers exploring her gaping cunt.
A loud sloshing interrupted her, startling her as a great wash of digestive juices ran over the women in his stomach, working on breaking them down into a thin paste- yet that was going to take many many hours if not days- this many women filling his stomach was a gargantuan task of digestion. Especially since these women were being digested alive- a touch and go proposition for a serpent belly at the best of times. How to best digest a living woman in a serpent stomach, keeping her alive as long as possible even as she is digested away until life can no longer possibly be kept. And now, trying to digest twenty six women at the same time!
At no time did Pomona even consider the possibility of rescuing the women inside the serpent’s stomach. They were alive, all of them. And with this many women inside his belly, the digestive fluids would be so washed out and thin just to cover all of them- the worst state any of them would be in would be loss of hair, painfully red skin on some of them. It would be at least one or two days of being digested alive before any of the women that the serpent had swallowed whole would be in any state that death would be preferable to being alive. Yet, even as she looked at the panting serpent laying on the floor before her, huge belly stretched out tight with all the women he had swallowed whole inside of him, it never even crossed her mind that these women inside the serpent belly should be rescued. That they should not be digested alive. After all, the serpent had swallowed them all fair and square- obviously the serpent would not be able to catch any of them by surprise- a sixty foot long serpent was not stealthy, especially when his belly was full of women he had been swallowing. And if any of the women, barring maybe the first fifteen he had swallowed whole and was now digesting alive, had not wanted to be swallowed whole they could have gotten away. A belly that full of swallowed women would preclude him being able to effectively take down any woman who did not want to be swallowed whole and digested alive.
Although not any of the women would have WANTED to be swallowed whole and digested alive- not even the twenty sixth woman the serpent had caught and swallowed whole. By that time, he would have been slithering slowly, so slowly with his belly stuffed with twenty five swallowed women, nude and packed together inside his tight stretched belly.
Eh- All that I have done on that piece. It’s just a toss-piece, written one night to try and feel horny
This takes place in the Modern Roman Empire, in the Nubian Empire. It’s a dense piece and I think fairly well written! Also sexy as all fuck- I schlicked for Rudy a lot with this one :)——————————————————
It was while Anippe was showering at the Cairo Serpens Proeliis Et Imbres watching a black 28 foot long rock serpent swallowing a woman and masturbating wetly as she did, it’s scaly lips almost down to her navel (it was swallowing her head first. She had been coiled from behind and had fallen to the blue tiled floor under the weight of the coils of the serpent. Before she could make a sound, the gaping mouth of the serpent had fallen over her stricken face and her fate was written; she was now just food for the hungry woman swallowing monster, it’s belly already swollen with the writhing bodies of the women it had already swallowed alive, that was swallowing her whole and was going to digest her alive), that she realized- as much as she enjoyed masturbating while watching woman swallowing serpents swallow other women whole to digest them alive, no matter how full of swallowed women their bellies were full of, their stomachs swollen with the swallowed bodies of naked women being digested alive as they slithered along the corrugated rubber flooring to their ineffable serpent business, she was almost certain that she probably didn’t want to be swallowed whole and digested alive herself. This was her fourth long shower of the day; the heat of the long hot Cairo day made sweating inevitable and one could either live with sweat or wash it off- Anippe, along with 99.9 percent of the other women in Cairo, wanted to shower. Let the men swelter in their own juices. This was modern Cairo in the twenty first century of what the Romans called “Mundus iste formosus”, Our Beautiful World.
Much of modern life was simple adapted ancient life. Women showered several times a day because of the heat, as women had for several thousand years throughout Egypt and the other lands of the Nubian Empire. Clothing was largely the same as it was thousands of years ago, simply constructed in a quicker, more modern fashion. Casual public nudity was just that- casual and nothing to be made spectacle of- a large portion of Cairo women wore nothing but sandals and makeup when they left the house, the same as had happened for thousands of years. The Roman Serpens Proeliis and Serpens Imbres were new- sacred combat between woman and serpent had never been anything the Nubian women did- even now, few Cairo women felt the urge to fight a serpent in the arena; a nude woman with gigantic breasts and no weapons versus a serpent at least twenty foot long, hungry for women to fill it’s belly, was still seen as odd- unusual. If a nude, giant breasted woman was able to wrestle and defeat the coils of the woman eating serpent she had the right to kill the serpent she had defeated, or she could soften the serpent’s defeat and let it go back to it’s enclosure in the Imbres, surrounded by wet, naked, defenseless showering women. Some women softened the serpent’s defeat even further, and when the serpent headed back to it’s enclosure in the Imbres, the winning woman went with it, her nude body stuffed tight in the serpent belly, awash in digestive fluids.
At this time, most women in Cairo preferred to watch the sacred combat between woman and serpent. This made for two unfortunate things every day- the stands were usually full, almost always standing room only even as they were in Rome. But unlike in Rome, where there were more nude women waiting to engage in sacred combat between naked woman and serpent than there was time to exhibit every nude woman locked between the jaws of a hungry woman swallowing serpent, making her slow sensuous journey from the world of light to the world of gurgling stomachs and digestive juices, there were only a few naked women daily willing to take the chance and pit themselves against the wiles of the slithering serpent.
Every day, only sixty or seventy nude huge breasted Nubian women would take to the Arena, very rare those days that even as few as two hundred women would volunteer. These few brave naked Nubian women standing off against their opponent, the eight inch thick and thirty foot long hungry woman swallowing serpent, a serpent whose belly might already by swollen with the swallowed bodies of one or sometimes two brave but vanquished nude Nubian women. These serpents would brazenly brandish their stuffed bellies at their female opponents, as if inviting them to join the nude swallowed women already gurgling and sloshing in their acidic homes. When the battles had begun and the naked Nubian women were enmeshed in the serpentine coils, it seemed almost on purpose that the serpents would rub their gurgling woman-filled stomachs against the women in their locks, sliding their scaled bellies between thighs and against sensitive breasts and wet pussies and bringing their opponents to gasping orgasm. And when the victorious serpent opened his jaws and gently took in the head of his exhausted, sweaty skinned faux Amazon into his greedy mouth and slid her down his throat and into his stomach- well, there was never a dry cunt in the stands- indeed, most if not all the women watching the sacred combats between nude woman and serpent would be masturbating the entire time, from the moment the female fighter was taken into the coils of the hungry woman swallowing serpent, to the time when the serpent lay spent in the sand, sleeping, belly bulging with the bodies of his swallowed opponents.
Oooh, it makes my cunny just tingle when I read this! And I’m the one that wrote it! Narcissism train, one ticket please
Sure, first draft But I like it a lot.
Professor Jade sighed as he coiled in his library, staring at the books that made up his life. The woman in his belly was still writhing though much slower now, her fate written. She should have known better; he was what he was, and she was simply food. Still, a night of fine conversation then a struggle, topped with a delicious meal. He set his large old head on the lump in his lower length, feeling her slowing struggles in his lower jaw. He blinked a nictitating membrane, dying candlelight glinting dully on it’s surface. At one time he would have made this the beginning of a night- darkness slithering, tipping back a few foolish students who should have been in their rooms then spending a weekend digesting the female flesh filling his belly… he belched lightly, the last breath of the woman in his stomach sliding out into the room. Now, he would sleep for a day or two as the single female form broke down into a thick nutrient paste then he would spend a day reading, catching up on his journals… His soft snores filled the room, dust settling on the books and magazines on the multitude of shelves around him.