Memoir of a Snake's Prey (Patreon)

I was unaware of your presence. Your cold, calculating stare, stalking me from your perfect hiding place. With my guard completely down, you could choose your time; choose when you'd bear your awesome might down on my helpless form.

In the time it took to realize what had happened, your body had long since wrapped itself around mine. Your rigid, unrelenting coils tightened, ever so slowly... I couldn't scream or cry out anymore. All I could muster were croaking whimpers and twitching squirms. I thought I was done for, but somehow, you spared me the pain of being wholly crushed. You held my pitiful body within your steeled embrace, tightening and hurting me only when I defied you. Whenever I'd relax and consider giving in to your dominating gaze, you'd reward my soft, delicate body with relief from your agonizing pressure.

I knew it was no use trying to save myself. I accepted that no one was going to rescue me. Quivering in fear, trembling in horror, I succumbed to your will, played into your game, and became like putty in your firm clasp.

You wasted little time. As soon as I gave in to you, my feet were quickly slid inside your throat. The sensation of your warm, wet and tight insides sliding across my smooth skin... it sent sharp, electric shivers of excitement up and down my spine... I wondered whether you could feel the goosebumps.

My thighs soon followed. It felt like a vice was tightening around my hips, but my quivers and whimpers of terror, they were slowly melting away into sensual writhing, and apprehensive moans. It had my mind racing. I was sure my brain was busy being scrambled. I was going mad in a vicious maelstrom of fear and lust. Your insides hurt... but I wanted to feel more of them. I wanted them to hurt more.

Finally my butt was engulfed completely, together with my hips. As your powerful jaws moved up my slender waist and back, I dispensed with any pretension of shame and trepidation at the thought of enjoying my fate. Your hot, slick insides stroked every inch of my tingling skin. The merciless force of your taut muscles were straining the last air out of my lungs. I couldn't draw complete breath anymore. My breathing became labored and shallow, yet I wanted more. My resignation and submission came like a crashing wave, I wanted to be eaten. I wanted you to swallow me whole and alive. I wanted to disappear inside of you while I was still conscious, and drown in this overwhelming, once-in-a-lifetime flood of sensations.

Your unstoppable jaws finally slurped up my breasts, pressing them painfully against my chest. My nipples felt like rock-hard pebbles pressing into my flesh. Your teeth dragged themselves across the skin of my back, then neck, and finally my head. This was it. These were the last moments I could ever experience outside of your powerful stomach.

Now here I lie, helplessly, with what's left of me pathetically clasped between your rigid jaws. You've reduced me to nothing more than a slab of meat. A chunk of food that's not to be spared a second thought. My needs and wants were never a factor, entirely inapplicable when compared with your own.

I wouldn't want it any other way anymore.

I can no longer breathe. Your throbbing insides are crushing the life out of me. My heart's beating in my head, and with dull pops, I can hear my joints starting to give way under your body's ruthless pressure.

When I finally disappear inside you, there'll only be darkness, and your stomach's smothering embrace. I'll probably choke and pass out long before you start to digest me.

Even if I don't, and I experience every tortuous moment of my body being melted away, I don't care anymore.

Just please, finish me off already.

Please...

...eat me...

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I've been meaning to start practicing more realistic proportions for my characters' faces, and I'm quite pleased with how hers ended up!

Granted, it took a few tries, but I think it's a step in the right direction :) I won't give up on my anime-styled faces any time soon, but it would be nice to know how to draw more true-to-life faces when I need to.

Now, I'm still at that stage when I'm practicing until I get it right. Now the key is to keep practicing until I can't get it wrong. I was introduced to that philosophy a few years ago, and that mentality really does the trick for actually trying to master things.

I used a reference for this pic, which can be found here: http://xenogul.deviantart.com/art/The-Last-Breath-602867127

(I really love that ref picture, btw o//V//o)

Let me know what you think! Comments are ever so scrumptiously appreciated, and as always, stay safe and delicious out there <3

A version where the girl is dark-skinned is available on my pixiv page here: http://www.pixiv.net/whitecube/user/9011326/illust/59490542