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Women Swallowed Alive By Snakes

The Next Post In The Evil Plan

“Dr. Diamond,” said the balding man as he walked into Dr. Jet Diamond’s office without knocking. “Jet. We need to talk.”

With a hiss of complete irritation, Dr. Diamond pulled his head back out and off the apparatus that allowed him to type with his tongue and facial movements. It was a brilliantly designed machine, very expensive. Dr. Diamond was overly proud that it was his brains that had brought the machine into the project. Before this it had been stenography that allowed him to get his notes and papers from brain to publication. Of course there was a downside to this as well- no stenographers anymore. And Dr. Diamond’s stenographers had the mysterious tendency to just… vanish. Sigh. The price of the future.

“Dr. Hightower,” said Dr. Diamond, deep voice gravelly from misuse. He’d gone straight from awakening to work. “How can I help you?”

“Jet,” said Dr. Hightower, fully aware of the annoyance his use of the Doctor’s first name caused. He tossed a manila folder onto Dr. Diamond’s desk. “This is Dr. Denfall’s sexual harassment complaint.”

“What?” said Dr. Diamond, momentarily dizzy. Sexual harassment? He felt a tingle that ran from his nose down to the tip of his tail, a full five second trip.

“She’s only been here a week, Jet. Can’t you try and control yourself?” Dr. Hightower chewed his tongue a moment, waiting for Dr. Diamond to speak. When it became obvious that the thirty foot long black scaled anaconda was going to remain silent, he spoke again. “Look, Jet, we both know what happened to Dr. Finlay,” he said quietly. “I’m not interested playing the game the Mayo clinic was,” he said, referring to Dr. Diamond’s previous place of employment; talking snakes, as a subset of the woman swallowing variety, still had to swallow women to live- any other “food” did not have the nutrients required for a woman-swallowing snake to survive… The largest downfall to this nutritional requirement was that swallowing whole and digesting women alive was still considered murder. The Mayo clinic had, for the ten years Dr. Diamond had worked for them, worked hard to make sure any women that Dr. Diamond swallowed whole and digested alive remained out of the news and off police records. Of course, it did help that social changes had also pressured changes in other portions of life. In any crime from rape, from assault and battery, to actual murder- if a snake was involved, if any woman was partially swallowed or completely swallowed whole, if any woman were partially digested, completely digested alive or a corpse digested after a murder, then the crime was listed as ‘snake involved’ and shelved. Completely set aside and forgotten.


Behind the scenes, all crimes were still investigated as per normal and if a murderer or kidnapper was caught, they were booked on another charge. Even crimes committed by or involving talking snakes; even those crimes committed by or with a non-talking snake.

And Dr. Hightower had just made it clear he knew that Dr. Diamond had swallowed whole and digested Dr. Finlay alive… and Dr. Diamond had worked hard to make sure that only he and Dr. O’Hara had known about this. Fuck nuggets. Well, this certainly made life a lot more difficult than he had ever planned. And swallowing whole and digesting Dr. Hightower alive was out of the question as well- any woman swallowing snake that tried swallowing or digesting anything male became immediately violently ill- completely swallowing and/or digesting anything male would cause horrible, horrible death. And the “dinner” would likely survive it as well, if it made it out of the body. Sigh.

“Dr. Hightower,” said Dr. Diamond, finally breaking the very awkward silence. “Please believe me when I say, first, I have never nor will I ever engage Dr. Denfall in any sexual misconduct. And two, please believe me when I say that I will never, nor would I ever, engage in any activity that would jeopardize myself or this project in any way.

Dr. Hightower merely stared Dr. Diamond in the eye for another couple of seconds, then turned to leave. “Let us make sure this stays true,” he said, one hand on the office knob. Then he opened the door and vanished.

Dr. Diamond stared at the door, then said just one thing.


Dr. Denfall felt, rather than heard, the door open behind her. The disturbed air swirled around her naked skin and she turned in her chair, spinning it lightly and easily. Dr. Diamond was in the door frame and his face was caught in a rather amusing expression of serpentine surprise. She smiled and almost laughed. Dr. Diamond was clearly not used to being in the position she kept putting him in.

“Dr. Diamond,” she said, finally, breaking the silence.

Dr. Denfall was wearing absolutely nothing in the category of clothing other than a pair of reading glasses on her nose and a pen in one hand. Her rather massive breasts were settled in her lap, spread out and comfortable. Her upper thighs and knees were hidden under the outflow of mammary gland, connective tissue, fat, and the containing skin thereof. She wiggled her toes and lifted her feet toward the startled serpent.

“Feet first, or shall I lay down so you can start with my head?” She reached down with her left hand and pulled tightly on her large erect nipple.

“You-” he started, blinked, then started again. “Dr. Denfall, I-” He stopped again when she reached down, lifted her mammoth breasts with both arms and spread the lips of her now exposed vulva- her wet birth canal glistened under what fluorescent light reached it, the pink tunnel of female flesh beckoning.

He closed his eyes, shook his head, and stayed in the doorway for a full thirty seconds without moving. When he spoke again, he did so without opening his eyes.

“You are an evil woman,” he finally hissed. “This isn’t over.” He turned in place, coils of angry reptilian meat turning around itself as he left. “This isn’t over!” he yelled as he slithered down the hall.

Dr. Denfall closed her own eyes, rubbing her hands on her cold, exposed breasts. “No,” she finally said. “This isn’t over, not by a long shot.” She stood, walked to her suit she had hooked on it’s hanger behind the door and quickly dressed. She had to be ready should Dr. Hightower come visiting.

April 1, 2013 - Posted by | Boobs, Gigantic Tits, Monday's Update, My Fiction, Story Talk


  1. Hehehe. 😀

    Comment by TheCountAlucard666 | April 1, 2013 | Reply

  2. That’s an evil woman there, I like her! 🙂

    Comment by Falsdoon | April 1, 2013 | Reply

    • I like her, too – let’s hope she gets digested alive in the hot, wet snake-belly! 😀

      Comment by TheCountAlucard666 | April 1, 2013 | Reply

      • Hard to write more about a character if I reward EACH of them with digestion. Let me use her for a while before I stuff her into a snake tummy for being such a good girl 🙂

        Comment by anne2snakie | April 1, 2013

  3. I plead. Let her feed him with her daughter, sister or lab assistents. Ever considered give birth to dr Diamonds child?

    Comment by Martin | April 1, 2013 | Reply

  4. Not saying she needs to be digested right away… in fact, seeing her in at least a couple more stories before she’s ultimately eaten will make it all the more rewarding! 😉

    Comment by TheCountAlucard666 | April 1, 2013 | Reply

  5. this is getting good, Now this is a women that knows what she wants and how to get it. I wonder what’s going to happen next!

    Comment by blackrain | April 1, 2013 | Reply

  6. I’m a little disappointed that you made it so that the snakes CAN’T, not just WON’T, swallow males. Oh well, still enjoying the story.

    Comment by Greggory | April 2, 2013 | Reply

    • I am “running” a million different woman swallowing snake universes, it’s ridiculous 🙂 If each “universe” was a role playing game, there would be at LEAST 10 rpg lines. If each “universe” was a comic book series, there would be at LEAST 10 different comic book series- each similar to the others, but seperate.

      In THIS particular universe, with THESE particular talking snakes, no woman swallowing snake can swallow a male anything without horrible, horrific death. That doesn’t mean the same is true in any other WS”S” story line 🙂

      Comment by anne2snakie | April 2, 2013 | Reply

      • Yes I agree, women do make the better meal.

        Comment by blackrain | April 2, 2013

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