May's commission for the Champion-tier patron justanotherken, having his own turn in the coils. Swallowed in another way~
Story by yours truly:
The massive coils glid smoothly toward him along the stone floor, past him to his right and left, each so thick it was up to his thighs. They curled around behind him, enclosing him in the middle of the green black and yellow scales - and just as the way back was securely cut off, the bargain that Shawn made, his end of it, this offering of himself to Inkanyamba's coils, felt like a lot more than he was ready to hold up.
The gigantic anaconda, her neck almost as wide as his shoulders, rose up from her coils, her shadow casting over him making him snap back forward from tensely watching her coils surround him, and look up into her eyes - his heart skipped another beat. "My embracc-c-cce..." - the basilisk whispered, lowering slowly toward him, her long black tongue fluttering down toward his face - "...is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, morssel." The ominous implication, combined with the serpentess' daunting approach made him take a step back, only for his calf to press into scales, making him glance down at the coil that slided behind him unnoticed, just for a moment - and when he lifted his eyes again, he was looking into her smooth lips, inches from his eyes, mouthing: "And there's no way out, for you."
Her thick tail shot up under his shirt, unseen as he was transfixed on the huge pythoness' lips. It coiled swiftly, around his waist, and around his chest, the silk-smooth length of muscle not even pulling on the fabric, only bulging it out, its invasive touch leaving Shawn to gasp in surprise as his torso was coiled in two wraps of the dense tail. Its loops slided smoothly, up and down his skin, the sensation of this gentle, pleasant massage leaving Shawn to exhale with a faint moan - and the moment he did, the tail flexed, catching him on that quivering exhale, compressing the breath out of him, his fingers instinctively grasping at the muscular coils under his clothes.
Inkanyamba reared up, and slithered forward, pressing Shawn backward with the bulk of her neck, and causing him to fall onto the giant coils behind him, the relaxed smooth surface giving just an inch as to cushion him. She lowered down, her nose pressing at his chest, the tip of it under his jaw - and lifted his chin with a threatening hiss, exposing his throat to her. She exhaled her warm, humid breath over his vulnerable skin, as her tail massaged and kneaded his chest and abdomen powerfully. The thick tips of her tongue touched against his neck - before slowly licking up, from his collarbone, along his throat, over his chin, up his cheek, covering it entirely and pressing it up to close his eye, tasting his face up between his eyes and over his forehead, the two-foot length of her tongue taking several seconds to complete its journey.
Her massive neck rested heavily atop him, too thick to even wrap his arms around, and lips opened against his face, pressing at his chin and forehead then, as she spoke quietly, her large voice reverberating in his chest: "I... am going to enjoy you."
Her tail relaxed and smoothly and swiftly reached up from the neck of his shirt, stretching it. It coiled around his throat, and again, for another loop, filling the space between his clavicle and his jaw, preventing him from lowering his head. It continued to flow onward, smoothly and effortlessly flowing over his skin, pouring up in a spiral and coiling around his head, across his lips, as thicker and heavier portions of it entered his shirt in between his legs from below, stretching it. The thick tailtip slithered across his mouth and around and past his left cheek, through his hair, up his right temple and across his eyes, blinding him, but continued to coil on still, the frictionless surface coursing around him, becoming heavier, the weight around his neck alone choking him slightly, before completely coiling his head, from collarbone to forehead.
It flexed again then, the soft trunk of scalebound muscle turning shapely, compressing his body evenly, and lifted. Blinded, disoriented, wheezing, Shawn was picked up effortlessly from the coil on which he was tasted, as if he weighted nothing, risen up several feet, upright with the thick of the coil between his legs to rest his weight on, his scrambling limbs and a tuft of hair the only things visible. He could hear nothing but the smooth and constant hissing of scales gliding over stone and over each other below, as the cocoon of coils holding his head slowly rocked it around, this way and that, the giant snake tilting and rotating him in place, just a little, just enough to fully disorient him, her thin hissing laughter lost among the sound of her coils' movement as she toyed with him.
After several long seconds of being kneaded and squeezed in midair, Shawn was lowered back down, the coils on his sweating, blushing face widening and falling on his shoulders - while the coils on his chest flexed outward, the sound of ripping fabric filling the air. He grabbed at the thick of her tail that just destroyed his shirt, his knees shooting up to his chest in surprise - and failing, as he saw a loop of giant coil into which he was lowered come together around his legs, trapping them.
The tail shook the remains of his shirt off, letting them fall onto the shifting scales, as the thick of it pushed at his nude abdomen, sitting him down onto the curl of Inkanyamba's body, while she slithered around him atop of it, behind his left shoulder and forward past his right, looking at him with a confident smile filled with plans. "Nothing personal, human..." - she whispered as she watched Shawn grasp at her tail and the pliant coil he was sat upon - "...but I do hate feeling under-dresssed~"
The thick of the tail pushed down from his stomach and along between his legs, dragging his trousers off of him, just as the coil he was sitting on widened, letting Shawn slip down into it as he was undressed fully. The sudden descend left him to spread his arms out, trying to catch himself from sliding deeper, his arms sinking an inch into the relaxed coil around him as it looped onto itself in a giant tight helix, with his legs now caught in its tight lower twist. Shawn shuddered, the sensation of those lustrous scales against his skin, under his arms, behind his back and at his bare sides, around his lower legs leading him to blush. The dread of the depth of the coils below him mixed with the pleasant sensation of the relaxed constrictor's body surrounding him, almost cradling him, leading him to try and and push his arms at Inkanyamba's body, to press down with his feet, half to pull himself out, half to feel the coils more. The give of her coils under his fingers was pliant, warm, smooth - but under his feet, it was as if suddenly there was nothing, the smoothness of the underbelly scales along which he pressed let him sink his legs a good foot down. And when he tried to pull them out, bracing himself on the giant trunk of her body around him, his arms slid down along its surface too.
The serpentess glanced at him sideways, continuing with her predatory circling, "None who enter these coils get to leave them..." - as the huge loop around his upper body inched closer, threatening to embrace and smother his upper body, driving him to release a whining moan, a thrilled mix of instinctual fear and pleasure at the pliability of the gigantic anaconda's body. Unable to look away from his limbs disappearing into her inescapable coils, he tried to beg for a reprieve, a moment to let his hammering heart rest - only for the colossal snake to interrupt him with the simple statement of fact, "You're sinking, boy," making his mind refocus on this bottomless sensation under his feet. He could not see over her coils thanks to her slithering around him, and her chambers were knew to him, he did not know how tall the ceiling was. How high was he? How much deeper could her coils go? Could he really fully sink into-
"Are you past the point of no return already?" - she interrupted his racing mind, the notion that he cannot make his way out of her grasp anymore making his heart hammer again. "You are." - she said as if striking a gavel, leaving him to realize that however far down deep he can sink into her grasp - he will. He envisioned it, himself, sinking down there - fully, from his feet to his head, he is going to be pulled into, and under, Inkanyamba's immense coils.
The tail that waited between his legs after stripping him slithered up, along his bare chest and over his shoulder - without coiling him now, the satin-like smoothness easily gilding between his trapped legs, widening his knees as it poured up his cheek and over his ear, almost as in snuggling to him. The curls surrounding his upper body widened, leaving his arms unable to support him, however little they did, and Shawn grasped at the thick tail flowing up his body. It pressed into his chest then, his arms reaching instinctively around it, instinctively hugging it to his chest to keep himself out of the predator's grasp, as he felt the coils below pull on his legs again.
The helix of Inkanyamba's body around him moved, tightening. Soon, the coil that was sandwiching his lower legs from the sides alone came narrow enough to hold around them snugly - and her tail, two feet wide at his chest now, pressed itself at his body, and lowered him on his back, holding him against the relaxed coil under him. The basilisk loomed over him, and whispered loudly, "Are you sure you can handle this?" Shawn's hands grabbed at her tail, finger sinking into its relaxed softness, as it pushed down at his thighs and stomach, its thick end cradling his cheeks and curling over his head - and slowly pulling him down and into that lop of her body. "I expect you cannot," - the giant constrictor mouthed with a malicious smile, pulling his body down and into her deadly, inescapable embrace with her powerful tail, driving him to gasp.
Combined with the near-frictionless surface of her glistening scales, the softness of the coil under Shawn, and the powerful tail piled onto his body, meant he could do nothing to stop his upper legs from slipping right into its loop. His feet reached through it, and just as he dreaded, he felt another coil accept them below, another smooth mass squeeze around them, before relaxing and letting his squirming feet glide uselessly over it, only letting his weigh above them push them deeper int, sinking. His arms let go of the tail pushing him now, as his quickly found himself slotted int a coil of Inkanyamba's body to his waist, the sensation of those scales around his abdomen making him feel trapped already, making him try and push his body out again, his hands pressing down into the coil that had him.
The tail reeling him down flexed between his legs, moving languidly left and right over his chest and face, as if a giant tongue licking him, making him shudder in exhilaration, before looping languidly around his face, smothering him in a relaxed smooth loop: "Feel free to hold my coils." - Inkanyamba's large voices reached him though his blinding, deafening mask. Almost panicking now, he released a smothered yelp, his hand shoot up at the heavy loop on his face, feeling himself immediately sink several inches deeper. He could not stop himself from first feeling the loop on his neck and face, the intoxicating smoothness of the huge reptile under his palms, before trying to pull the coil off his face. He succeeded immediately, gasping and becoming aware of how much he has been hyperventilating - only for the heavy tail to swiftly widen over his shoulders, slide past them, and squeeze firmly around his ribs, driving his elbows into his sides and trapping his arms. "I will hold you more," the pythoness looked into his eyes as they shot wide open at the force suddenly hugging him.
His struggled then, trying to pull his arms out - it was so smooth, how could it stop him - but failed, the scales pushing authoritatively into his skin, the loop around his chest turning shapely, light playing over the muscle flexing under the green black and yellow surrounding him. His lower arms, flagging and groping uselessly at his waist level started to be swallowed by her coils too, his instinctual squirming only causing him to sink faster. His legs kicked around under him, his knees driving into the smooth yellow-green underbelly scales around him to zero effect but to sink him an inch deeper with every motion, his feet slid along the coil below, and down again.
The tail restraining him slipped down his form, and into the relaxed coil below, binding his lower arms at his hips, its motion not grasping him enough to pull him lower, just the end of its lengths resting on his shoulders again. Inkanyamba hovered over him, looking at him from above with a menacing stare, as her tail pressed up to cup his face and squeeze his blushing cheeks, "I can leave you to sink into me under your own weight, but... I feel like adding my tail's mass on you will make you drown in my coils faster~" - as its wrapped snugly around his lower face, covering his mouth, and licking another loop around his upper head, to cover one of his eyes.
Unable to look down now, unable to moves his arms, Shawn sunk helplessly into the quicksand of his predator's embrace, inch by inch. His lower arms grabbed uselessly at the tail still holding between his legs, still drowning him, as his lower legs were being trapped in another loop of another giant coil somewhere below him again - as his shoulders were lowering into the scales, the relaxed wrinkles surrounding him, the soft pressure of her endless body around his torso making his breath catch in his lungs.
The gigantic length of Inkanyamba's body looping around him pressed softly at the back of his head now, as his shoulders were being swallowed into it, his eyes gradually lowering to the level of the coil around his upper body, his face burning and his heart racing as he was lost more and more to her predatory caress. The scales below started to flex gently, as her thick tail squeezed his face, and then widened to let him breathe better. Inkanyamba lowered her large head onto a coil to his side, settling into it as her body all around him rose up in a massive spiraling cradle, like an antlion's trap with his head down in its center, "My coilss are swallowing you in much the ssame way my throat may, human. Can you feel it~?"
Her coils pulsed in firm waves around his body now, squeezing his chest and rolling down around his body in a helix of soft pressure. The amount he was sunk by was less than an inch, the squeeze preventing him from going under with his own weight, but the squeeze brought the giant spiral of snake around him closer, feeling as if she fills all the space around him, everywhere, in every direction. Her tail flowed down then, into the coils holding him, around his shoulder and around his waist, down between his legs - and leaving him along in the embrace with her most massive coil.
The coils flexed again, pulling him an iota down. They clung to his chest, to his waist and legs, trapping his arms and swelling up over his neck and at his chin, before relaxing again. Another peristalsis-like wave of pressure pulled and pushed him down, his chin rising and his face turned to making him look directly upward. She spoke quietly to him, her huge voice reflecting off the coils around him like in an amphitheater and as easy to escape from as if from under one: "Deeper." - another kneading spiral of pressure bent his body and pulled him down before relaxing - "Down." - her voice amplified by the shape of this trap tailored to him, made to confine him forever making it feel like her words envelop him too - "Only down."
The giant coil around him let him sink in as his burning-red face was squeezed in its ring, his vision now framed in her scales, as the weight of her body gradually restrained his breathing, sapping his strength as he had to focus on inhaling against the oppressive serpentine mass. "I could be gentle.. for a time" - the anaconda mouthed - "But I will not be light." Another idle squeeze of her frictionless body massaged down around him, sinking him down to his ears and covering them, deafening him, making it feel even more claustrophobic, giving another jolt of energy to his preyish instincts. A helpless whimper escaped his lips, pursed by the heavy plaint pressure at his cheeks.
"Do you feel as small as you look?" - he herd her again, but louder. Her voice carried through his coils, and with the form-fitting relaxed wrap around his head, it now felt like she got a lot more bass to her words, and started speaking directly into his ears, both at the same time. She chuckled, quietly, slowly, followed by a prolonged pleased hum - which he felt all around him. Unable to hear anything else, his body, flooded with the adrenaline of his roiling survival instincts, mixed into an inebriating cocktail by the one-of-a-kind sensation of drowning in her luxuriously smooth and soft coils, vibrated like a tuning fork. He moaned, almost before the sound was interrupted by a flex around his face and throat, progressing hungrily and possessively around his body again and pulling him down, almost nothing visible of him by now. On its own, the loop around his head snuggled heavily up to his head, into his ears, squeezing him in the pliant mass, and inside of it, under the foot-deep padding of flesh, he heard a faint gurgle, of Inkanyamba's stomach. Like a threat, and a promise.
"This is just the beginning for you" - the apex predator confirmed the thoughts of his mind scrambled by the sensory overload. With another spiraling squeeze, his face sunk deep into her coils, so that the give of its sides was enough to cover his lips, and press up to his nose, leaving just a tight tunnel above him. The last of the light he will see, as his legs were now being parted over yet another layers of her endless coils beneath, to straddle them. Another deep, gluttonous groan of her stomach echoed around his head, another overwhelming wave of pressure pulled him in before relaxing again into the impossibly soft prison of coils.
"I will smother you in every way there is." - he voice reached him again. Before her gigantic coils came together above his face, denying him all sensations. And he was left with nothing but touch, her touch, to overwhelm his body, and mind.
In the darkness of her coils, the dull hiss of the scales gliding over each other was the only sensory information around him. The smothering presence of her body all around him squeezed softly inward, pushing him smoothly down, placing him down over a trunk of her body below. The spiral coiling him relaxed, shifting for the coils on his chest to lay across his front diagonally, allowing his arms to wrap around it, hugging at its massive bulk. He panted, his head surrounded by a loop of its own, the smooth soft underbelly scales pressing at his face, as his body was restrained, his limbs spread around as the coils compressed him all over again. His eye rolled up under his closed eyelids, as the kneading mass of giant coils rubbed him smoothly, rolling his shoulders and pulling and pushing on his torso, cinching around his head to smother him, compress his legs and arms, over and over. He was slowly bent this way and that, leaned forward and pulled back, the smooth scales on every side around his body, flowing in a spiral around him, laying him down, making him dizzy.
Vertigo slowly overtook him, the powerful suspension in the middle of Inkanyamba's coils leaving him feeling weightless, the sense of up and down fully lost as only her powerful body's ministrations commanded his position.
Slowly, after hours that felt like days, the silky serpentine darkness crept in, constricting him, smothering him, his mind overwhelmed and his body surrendered - and Shawn has passed out, hidden away within the giant coils.
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The massive coils glid smoothly toward him along the stone floor, past him to his right and left, each so thick it was up to his thighs. They curled around behind him, enclosing him in the middle of the green black and yellow scales - and just as the way back was securely cut off, the bargain that Shawn made, his end of it, this offering of himself to Inkanyamba's coils, felt like a lot more than he was ready to hold up.
The gigantic anaconda, her neck almost as wide as his shoulders, rose up from her coils, her shadow casting over him making him snap back forward from tensely watching her coils surround him, and look up into her eyes - his heart skipped another beat. "My embracc-c-cce..." - the basilisk whispered, lowering slowly toward him, her long black tongue fluttering down toward his face - "...is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, morssel." The ominous implication, combined with the serpentess' daunting approach made him take a step back, only for his calf to press into scales, making him glance down at the coil that slided behind him unnoticed, just for a moment - and when he lifted his eyes again, he was looking into her smooth lips, inches from his eyes, mouthing: "And there's no way out, for you."
Her thick tail shot up under his shirt, unseen as he was transfixed on the huge pythoness' lips. It coiled swiftly, around his waist, and around his chest, the silk-smooth length of muscle not even pulling on the fabric, only bulging it out, its invasive touch leaving Shawn to gasp in surprise as his torso was coiled in two wraps of the dense tail. Its loops slided smoothly, up and down his skin, the sensation of this gentle, pleasant massage leaving Shawn to exhale with a faint moan - and the moment he did, the tail flexed, catching him on that quivering exhale, compressing the breath out of him, his fingers instinctively grasping at the muscular coils under his clothes.
Inkanyamba reared up, and slithered forward, pressing Shawn backward with the bulk of her neck, and causing him to fall onto the giant coils behind him, the relaxed smooth surface giving just an inch as to cushion him. She lowered down, her nose pressing at his chest, the tip of it under his jaw - and lifted his chin with a threatening hiss, exposing his throat to her. She exhaled her warm, humid breath over his vulnerable skin, as her tail massaged and kneaded his chest and abdomen powerfully. The thick tips of her tongue touched against his neck - before slowly licking up, from his collarbone, along his throat, over his chin, up his cheek, covering it entirely and pressing it up to close his eye, tasting his face up between his eyes and over his forehead, the two-foot length of her tongue taking several seconds to complete its journey.
Her massive neck rested heavily atop him, too thick to even wrap his arms around, and lips opened against his face, pressing at his chin and forehead then, as she spoke quietly, her large voice reverberating in his chest: "I... am going to enjoy you."
Her tail relaxed and smoothly and swiftly reached up from the neck of his shirt, stretching it. It coiled around his throat, and again, for another loop, filling the space between his clavicle and his jaw, preventing him from lowering his head. It continued to flow onward, smoothly and effortlessly flowing over his skin, pouring up in a spiral and coiling around his head, across his lips, as thicker and heavier portions of it entered his shirt in between his legs from below, stretching it. The thick tailtip slithered across his mouth and around and past his left cheek, through his hair, up his right temple and across his eyes, blinding him, but continued to coil on still, the frictionless surface coursing around him, becoming heavier, the weight around his neck alone choking him slightly, before completely coiling his head, from collarbone to forehead.
It flexed again then, the soft trunk of scalebound muscle turning shapely, compressing his body evenly, and lifted. Blinded, disoriented, wheezing, Shawn was picked up effortlessly from the coil on which he was tasted, as if he weighted nothing, risen up several feet, upright with the thick of the coil between his legs to rest his weight on, his scrambling limbs and a tuft of hair the only things visible. He could hear nothing but the smooth and constant hissing of scales gliding over stone and over each other below, as the cocoon of coils holding his head slowly rocked it around, this way and that, the giant snake tilting and rotating him in place, just a little, just enough to fully disorient him, her thin hissing laughter lost among the sound of her coils' movement as she toyed with him.
After several long seconds of being kneaded and squeezed in midair, Shawn was lowered back down, the coils on his sweating, blushing face widening and falling on his shoulders - while the coils on his chest flexed outward, the sound of ripping fabric filling the air. He grabbed at the thick of her tail that just destroyed his shirt, his knees shooting up to his chest in surprise - and failing, as he saw a loop of giant coil into which he was lowered come together around his legs, trapping them.
The tail shook the remains of his shirt off, letting them fall onto the shifting scales, as the thick of it pushed at his nude abdomen, sitting him down onto the curl of Inkanyamba's body, while she slithered around him atop of it, behind his left shoulder and forward past his right, looking at him with a confident smile filled with plans. "Nothing personal, human..." - she whispered as she watched Shawn grasp at her tail and the pliant coil he was sat upon - "...but I do hate feeling under-dresssed~"
The thick of the tail pushed down from his stomach and along between his legs, dragging his trousers off of him, just as the coil he was sitting on widened, letting Shawn slip down into it as he was undressed fully. The sudden descend left him to spread his arms out, trying to catch himself from sliding deeper, his arms sinking an inch into the relaxed coil around him as it looped onto itself in a giant tight helix, with his legs now caught in its tight lower twist. Shawn shuddered, the sensation of those lustrous scales against his skin, under his arms, behind his back and at his bare sides, around his lower legs leading him to blush. The dread of the depth of the coils below him mixed with the pleasant sensation of the relaxed constrictor's body surrounding him, almost cradling him, leading him to try and and push his arms at Inkanyamba's body, to press down with his feet, half to pull himself out, half to feel the coils more. The give of her coils under his fingers was pliant, warm, smooth - but under his feet, it was as if suddenly there was nothing, the smoothness of the underbelly scales along which he pressed let him sink his legs a good foot down. And when he tried to pull them out, bracing himself on the giant trunk of her body around him, his arms slid down along its surface too.
The serpentess glanced at him sideways, continuing with her predatory circling, "None who enter these coils get to leave them..." - as the huge loop around his upper body inched closer, threatening to embrace and smother his upper body, driving him to release a whining moan, a thrilled mix of instinctual fear and pleasure at the pliability of the gigantic anaconda's body. Unable to look away from his limbs disappearing into her inescapable coils, he tried to beg for a reprieve, a moment to let his hammering heart rest - only for the colossal snake to interrupt him with the simple statement of fact, "You're sinking, boy," making his mind refocus on this bottomless sensation under his feet. He could not see over her coils thanks to her slithering around him, and her chambers were knew to him, he did not know how tall the ceiling was. How high was he? How much deeper could her coils go? Could he really fully sink into-
"Are you past the point of no return already?" - she interrupted his racing mind, the notion that he cannot make his way out of her grasp anymore making his heart hammer again. "You are." - she said as if striking a gavel, leaving him to realize that however far down deep he can sink into her grasp - he will. He envisioned it, himself, sinking down there - fully, from his feet to his head, he is going to be pulled into, and under, Inkanyamba's immense coils.
The tail that waited between his legs after stripping him slithered up, along his bare chest and over his shoulder - without coiling him now, the satin-like smoothness easily gilding between his trapped legs, widening his knees as it poured up his cheek and over his ear, almost as in snuggling to him. The curls surrounding his upper body widened, leaving his arms unable to support him, however little they did, and Shawn grasped at the thick tail flowing up his body. It pressed into his chest then, his arms reaching instinctively around it, instinctively hugging it to his chest to keep himself out of the predator's grasp, as he felt the coils below pull on his legs again.
The helix of Inkanyamba's body around him moved, tightening. Soon, the coil that was sandwiching his lower legs from the sides alone came narrow enough to hold around them snugly - and her tail, two feet wide at his chest now, pressed itself at his body, and lowered him on his back, holding him against the relaxed coil under him. The basilisk loomed over him, and whispered loudly, "Are you sure you can handle this?" Shawn's hands grabbed at her tail, finger sinking into its relaxed softness, as it pushed down at his thighs and stomach, its thick end cradling his cheeks and curling over his head - and slowly pulling him down and into that lop of her body. "I expect you cannot," - the giant constrictor mouthed with a malicious smile, pulling his body down and into her deadly, inescapable embrace with her powerful tail, driving him to gasp.
Combined with the near-frictionless surface of her glistening scales, the softness of the coil under Shawn, and the powerful tail piled onto his body, meant he could do nothing to stop his upper legs from slipping right into its loop. His feet reached through it, and just as he dreaded, he felt another coil accept them below, another smooth mass squeeze around them, before relaxing and letting his squirming feet glide uselessly over it, only letting his weigh above them push them deeper int, sinking. His arms let go of the tail pushing him now, as his quickly found himself slotted int a coil of Inkanyamba's body to his waist, the sensation of those scales around his abdomen making him feel trapped already, making him try and push his body out again, his hands pressing down into the coil that had him.
The tail reeling him down flexed between his legs, moving languidly left and right over his chest and face, as if a giant tongue licking him, making him shudder in exhilaration, before looping languidly around his face, smothering him in a relaxed smooth loop: "Feel free to hold my coils." - Inkanyamba's large voices reached him though his blinding, deafening mask. Almost panicking now, he released a smothered yelp, his hand shoot up at the heavy loop on his face, feeling himself immediately sink several inches deeper. He could not stop himself from first feeling the loop on his neck and face, the intoxicating smoothness of the huge reptile under his palms, before trying to pull the coil off his face. He succeeded immediately, gasping and becoming aware of how much he has been hyperventilating - only for the heavy tail to swiftly widen over his shoulders, slide past them, and squeeze firmly around his ribs, driving his elbows into his sides and trapping his arms. "I will hold you more," the pythoness looked into his eyes as they shot wide open at the force suddenly hugging him.
His struggled then, trying to pull his arms out - it was so smooth, how could it stop him - but failed, the scales pushing authoritatively into his skin, the loop around his chest turning shapely, light playing over the muscle flexing under the green black and yellow surrounding him. His lower arms, flagging and groping uselessly at his waist level started to be swallowed by her coils too, his instinctual squirming only causing him to sink faster. His legs kicked around under him, his knees driving into the smooth yellow-green underbelly scales around him to zero effect but to sink him an inch deeper with every motion, his feet slid along the coil below, and down again.
The tail restraining him slipped down his form, and into the relaxed coil below, binding his lower arms at his hips, its motion not grasping him enough to pull him lower, just the end of its lengths resting on his shoulders again. Inkanyamba hovered over him, looking at him from above with a menacing stare, as her tail pressed up to cup his face and squeeze his blushing cheeks, "I can leave you to sink into me under your own weight, but... I feel like adding my tail's mass on you will make you drown in my coils faster~" - as its wrapped snugly around his lower face, covering his mouth, and licking another loop around his upper head, to cover one of his eyes.
Unable to look down now, unable to moves his arms, Shawn sunk helplessly into the quicksand of his predator's embrace, inch by inch. His lower arms grabbed uselessly at the tail still holding between his legs, still drowning him, as his lower legs were being trapped in another loop of another giant coil somewhere below him again - as his shoulders were lowering into the scales, the relaxed wrinkles surrounding him, the soft pressure of her endless body around his torso making his breath catch in his lungs.
The gigantic length of Inkanyamba's body looping around him pressed softly at the back of his head now, as his shoulders were being swallowed into it, his eyes gradually lowering to the level of the coil around his upper body, his face burning and his heart racing as he was lost more and more to her predatory caress. The scales below started to flex gently, as her thick tail squeezed his face, and then widened to let him breathe better. Inkanyamba lowered her large head onto a coil to his side, settling into it as her body all around him rose up in a massive spiraling cradle, like an antlion's trap with his head down in its center, "My coilss are swallowing you in much the ssame way my throat may, human. Can you feel it~?"
Her coils pulsed in firm waves around his body now, squeezing his chest and rolling down around his body in a helix of soft pressure. The amount he was sunk by was less than an inch, the squeeze preventing him from going under with his own weight, but the squeeze brought the giant spiral of snake around him closer, feeling as if she fills all the space around him, everywhere, in every direction. Her tail flowed down then, into the coils holding him, around his shoulder and around his waist, down between his legs - and leaving him along in the embrace with her most massive coil.
The coils flexed again, pulling him an iota down. They clung to his chest, to his waist and legs, trapping his arms and swelling up over his neck and at his chin, before relaxing again. Another peristalsis-like wave of pressure pulled and pushed him down, his chin rising and his face turned to making him look directly upward. She spoke quietly to him, her huge voice reflecting off the coils around him like in an amphitheater and as easy to escape from as if from under one: "Deeper." - another kneading spiral of pressure bent his body and pulled him down before relaxing - "Down." - her voice amplified by the shape of this trap tailored to him, made to confine him forever making it feel like her words envelop him too - "Only down."
The giant coil around him let him sink in as his burning-red face was squeezed in its ring, his vision now framed in her scales, as the weight of her body gradually restrained his breathing, sapping his strength as he had to focus on inhaling against the oppressive serpentine mass. "I could be gentle.. for a time" - the anaconda mouthed - "But I will not be light." Another idle squeeze of her frictionless body massaged down around him, sinking him down to his ears and covering them, deafening him, making it feel even more claustrophobic, giving another jolt of energy to his preyish instincts. A helpless whimper escaped his lips, pursed by the heavy plaint pressure at his cheeks.
"Do you feel as small as you look?" - he herd her again, but louder. Her voice carried through his coils, and with the form-fitting relaxed wrap around his head, it now felt like she got a lot more bass to her words, and started speaking directly into his ears, both at the same time. She chuckled, quietly, slowly, followed by a prolonged pleased hum - which he felt all around him. Unable to hear anything else, his body, flooded with the adrenaline of his roiling survival instincts, mixed into an inebriating cocktail by the one-of-a-kind sensation of drowning in her luxuriously smooth and soft coils, vibrated like a tuning fork. He moaned, almost before the sound was interrupted by a flex around his face and throat, progressing hungrily and possessively around his body again and pulling him down, almost nothing visible of him by now. On its own, the loop around his head snuggled heavily up to his head, into his ears, squeezing him in the pliant mass, and inside of it, under the foot-deep padding of flesh, he heard a faint gurgle, of Inkanyamba's stomach. Like a threat, and a promise.
"This is just the beginning for you" - the apex predator confirmed the thoughts of his mind scrambled by the sensory overload. With another spiraling squeeze, his face sunk deep into her coils, so that the give of its sides was enough to cover his lips, and press up to his nose, leaving just a tight tunnel above him. The last of the light he will see, as his legs were now being parted over yet another layers of her endless coils beneath, to straddle them. Another deep, gluttonous groan of her stomach echoed around his head, another overwhelming wave of pressure pulled him in before relaxing again into the impossibly soft prison of coils.
"I will smother you in every way there is." - he voice reached him again. Before her gigantic coils came together above his face, denying him all sensations. And he was left with nothing but touch, her touch, to overwhelm his body, and mind.
In the darkness of her coils, the dull hiss of the scales gliding over each other was the only sensory information around him. The smothering presence of her body all around him squeezed softly inward, pushing him smoothly down, placing him down over a trunk of her body below. The spiral coiling him relaxed, shifting for the coils on his chest to lay across his front diagonally, allowing his arms to wrap around it, hugging at its massive bulk. He panted, his head surrounded by a loop of its own, the smooth soft underbelly scales pressing at his face, as his body was restrained, his limbs spread around as the coils compressed him all over again. His eye rolled up under his closed eyelids, as the kneading mass of giant coils rubbed him smoothly, rolling his shoulders and pulling and pushing on his torso, cinching around his head to smother him, compress his legs and arms, over and over. He was slowly bent this way and that, leaned forward and pulled back, the smooth scales on every side around his body, flowing in a spiral around him, laying him down, making him dizzy.
Vertigo slowly overtook him, the powerful suspension in the middle of Inkanyamba's coils leaving him feeling weightless, the sense of up and down fully lost as only her powerful body's ministrations commanded his position.
Slowly, after hours that felt like days, the silky serpentine darkness crept in, constricting him, smothering him, his mind overwhelmed and his body surrendered - and Shawn has passed out, hidden away within the giant coils.
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god yes <3 this is a delight. you always draw coils with such blissfull softness, but with such strength behind them. <:3
Thank you - I have focused extra on that feeling here, given that the coils are the entire course here~
Gawsh, I'd gladfully hand myself over to your coils like that
The coils do not require you to be gladfully handing yourself to them~
It's a very dangerous situation, I am not sure you'd be so willing once it begins~
Love him slowly sinking into your coils. Inka gives the best hugs...
Great job btw :)
Great job btw :)
It would be simply unfair if he could escape, that's not how nature works
Thanks~
Thanks~
Depths and involvement of male and coils, sinking, so well done and portrayed <3
Humans and coils are a natural coupling, I only capture what is already there
Hoof <3 I love the way you draw such lovely, enticing coils, with such a domineering size difference. Just makes me want to submit, sink into and spend some time in your large, smothering, dominant coils~ Lovely art and story! ^w^ <3
I just look like that. Which is how I got this big, too
Thank you
Thank you
Jesus, me next.. I don't even mind if she swallows me and adds me to that tail permanently after~
sometimes i forget she can be both steel hard muscle but also incredibly soft
the real question I always make is how soft she can be
and that what she does when the ones smothered/eaten gets hurt
like real need for hospital or death?
the real question I always make is how soft she can be
and that what she does when the ones smothered/eaten gets hurt
like real need for hospital or death?
I have a fine control over my coils, whatever happens to you - I mean it to
*muffled speech*
so thgis mean even if someone gets bellow the tons of snek you could make a small pocket hole beside as you sat feel every squirm and twitch?
so thgis mean even if someone gets bellow the tons of snek you could make a small pocket hole beside as you sat feel every squirm and twitch?
I may let him breathe freely once he kissed every scale. Maybe.
He will experience the squeeze of every single one, before I will even consider going easy on him
What I would give to be in his position. Amazing work like always. You’ve always been my favorite artist
There is my head, there is my head - he simply need to follow the way from one to the other~
Portraying that smothering, depth and sheer scale is an awesome skill that you have, hehe, very great art as usual… c:
I am just having fun, seeing how *slowly* I can overwhelm him
I would oddly feel scared excited and freaked out but I’m sure with ur voice it would probably help me relax
I would very certainly now try to relax you, on your way down~
It is not as if it matters whether you want to leave
It is not as if it matters whether you want to leave
Yeah... I can only see this going one of two ways... one way... he lives but is stuck with this new life. and the other way... I really don't think that he would be enough to state her hunger
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I see. Guess I'll see about doing that because I wouldn't mind commissioning a sequence from you, assuming you're okay with other characters.
message for Shawn:
to quote another famous snake "very soon no-one will remember you even existed."
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tell me, is there a word for something that is better than perfection? because this is one of the rare occasions I would use it.
to quote another famous snake "very soon no-one will remember you even existed."
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tell me, is there a word for something that is better than perfection? because this is one of the rare occasions I would use it.
Oh great, another instance where he's just going to keep sinking deeper into those thick coils. Your detail is so deep, we're not going to see him without an xray soon, maybe even then we won't be able to. I don't think he's going to stop going down, those coils just keep going forever don't they?
Thank you - and yes, as far as he will be aware, the coils will go on forever down, endless, grasping and squeezing him, sinking him, taking him
Easy to tell it must be quite the experience to sink into your coils (and vanish there) since they look so intimidating and beautiful at the same time.
Also: I like how your coils border the "comic panels". It kind of adds a certain "4th wall breaking" element to it ... ... ... Just to be sure, your "4th wall breaking" still wouldn't enable you to jump through the computer screen, right?
Speaking of "jump-scares" XD . Did you ever think of drawing a picture that makes fun of horror clichés? Like the "Forgotton, open window/door" and "mirror-scare"?
Also: I like how your coils border the "comic panels". It kind of adds a certain "4th wall breaking" element to it ... ... ... Just to be sure, your "4th wall breaking" still wouldn't enable you to jump through the computer screen, right?
Speaking of "jump-scares" XD . Did you ever think of drawing a picture that makes fun of horror clichés? Like the "Forgotton, open window/door" and "mirror-scare"?
Thank you, I put effort into my coils~
I enjoy horror art, I have draw a few spooky images before. Perhaps I will draw more
I enjoy horror art, I have draw a few spooky images before. Perhaps I will draw more
This is unquestionably my favorite side of Inkanyamba. Calm and Intelligent. Not only smart enough to talk and plot, but tease and taunt so easily as well. Effortlessly calculate her every move both to totally control her toy's every move and ensure they last long enough to sate her own desire to play with them.
Not to mention overwhelming in every sense of the word, and all too happy to take her time showing her plaything just how much.
Not to mention overwhelming in every sense of the word, and all too happy to take her time showing her plaything just how much.
Say, is it a good or bad idea to tell her if one is mortally afraid of suffocation?
Well, I guess Inkanyamba isn't going to care one way or another. She does what she wants and what is amusing to her.
At most, I can imagine she allows her victim to beg, but it propably only leads to: "allright, I am not going to suffucate you. I just eat you alive/crush you in my coils before you get a chance to pass out."
At most, I can imagine she allows her victim to beg, but it propably only leads to: "allright, I am not going to suffucate you. I just eat you alive/crush you in my coils before you get a chance to pass out."
Interestingly Python coils are very soft; I have had the pleasure of stroking a burmese python and I imagine Anacondas would be much the same; if they weren't crushing you to death I imagine it would actually feel quite pleasant to be cuddled by a snake lady.
i like this one because this implies inka's coils are wrapped around his c*ck while being sunken in a squeeze bed of coils~.
Definitely wouldn't complain about being in this situation! With coils that smooth and slippery and your soothing voice, I would NEVER want to leave~
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