The naga reclined in it's enclosure, it's slick tongue running across it's lips as it caught the last traces of the hapless girl it had ensnared after corralling her close enough to get a hold of her. She tasted just like the little birds that, while the keepers insisted were extremely smart, always came far too close to the waiting jaws of the ferocious snake. It folded it's arms behind itself, allowing the upper half of it's tail to rest ontop of the middle half, watching the bump that was the girl be pulled through the gooey, warm confines of its body. Sure the keepers would notice it's writhing belly well before any harm could come to her, but until then it simply smiled, basking in the warmth of the sun, enjoying the girl fighting and crying out for help as she was squeezed and pulled, unable to do a thing to stop her descent.

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