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Boony took a deep breath in of the fresh mountain air that surrounded him. The wolf had been aching to get away from the stale environment of the city that he lived in for quite a while, but not until now had he actually put everything together and gone out into the woods for a weekend to himself. He had set up the camping site himself, pitched a tent, made a fire, everything; and now he stood proudly at the center of his camp as he surveyed his work. The wolf had been to a few campgrounds before, but he knew that the experience just wasn't the same. Designated camping spots, dirt roads, big RVs...they even had plumbing! He quickly realized that if he wanted a truly authentic experience, he would have to go off into the mountains himself. Nothing but the wolf and nature for miles and miles around, that was the dream that he finally was about to achieve! 


And what a beautiful sight to start his camping adventure with, the sun setting over the mountain range, framed perfectly by the valley he had set up camp in front of. He sat down on a log from a tree he had felled earlier, drinking some tea he had made over the fire. “Damn, amazing that something so omnipresent can become so different with a change in perspective…” the wolf remarked as he took the last sip from his cup. He sat there for another few minutes or so, watching the sun gradually sink behind the peaks of the mountains, sunlight gradually fading from view until the gloom of twilight hung over his camping site. With night beginning to fall over the valley, Boony took his rest, retreating into his tent for the night.


He wasn't planning to go to bed quite yet, though. He had prepared some reading material for his stay - namely, reports of the various wildlife and natural attractions in the area. Most of it was interesting and attractive, although ultimately, most of it did not stand out. One thing did catch his eye, though - a section in the wildlife manual, specifically the fact that this area had one of the largest snake populations in the world! The range was mostly dominated by completely harmless species - at least, harmless to something of Boony’s size. The wolf did remember seeing a few snakes skittering in the tree line as he set up his campsite! If this manual was anything to go off of, though, they would leave you alone if you left them alone. Maybe he would venture out there tomorrow, to see if he could find any…


Eventually, the wolf did tire himself out with his wildlife manuals and the like. He unrolled his sleeping bag and set to creating his bedding arrangements for the night, eventually flicking off the lantern in the corner of his tent as he started to drift off to sleep... 


One thing that wasn't asleep, or rather multiple things, were the snakes making their home in the same valley that the wolf was camping in! And, one important fact that the manual Boony was looking at left out was that these snakes were highly attracted to scents laced with heavy pheromones, and the ample package between the wolf's legs was producing quite a lot of those types of scents…


It took a while for the serpents to slither their way to the wolf's campsite, but eventually they found their way to the source of those pheromones. It was just a few of them at first, but slowly the numbers grew; one thing that the wildlife manual was correct on was that the population around here truly was massive! All throughout this gathering of serpents, the wolf slept soundly, unaware of what was happening outside of his tent. The tent offered a level of stability and safety from the snakes, which, as they gathered and stuck their tongues out to taste the scent emanating from this campsite, gradually grew more and more restless…


It would not keep them from the wolf forever, though. Eventually, one of them found a hole in the fabric outside, and immediately slithered through to the inside, where it found what it had been looking for. The scent inside the tent was far stronger, and much more indicative of where exactly it was coming from...on top of that sleeping bag! Thankfully for the snakes, Boony had tossed and turned enough to wiggle his way out of his sleeping bag, at least enough for his package to be exposed. Although contained mostly by the red pair of boxers he was wearing, it was obvious for anyone to see that he still had quite the equipment inside that fabric! And that was exactly what the snake was looking for. It slithered its way up the sleeping bag, taking a moment or two to figure out how best to make its way past the fabric that kept it away from what it really wanted.


Boony stirred a few times in his sleep, some part of his unconscious brain recognizing the smooth scales slithering all over his body, but the sensation was not nearly enough to wake him up...nor did he awaken when the snake had found its entryway in the front of his underwear. The serpent made its way in eagerly, quickly finding the tip of the wolf's length and slithering right into it!


The smooth, tight tunnel of the inside of the wolf's length was quite easy for the snake to burrow itself into. Boony’s unconscious clenching down there helped as well, but it was mostly at the snake pushing itself deeper. The wolf stirred a few more times in his sleep, mumbling something before going down to unconsciously play with himself a little bit; even though he wasn't conscious, the sensation of the snake slithering inside of him still felt rather wonderful! Although, it wouldn't last for much longer. The adventurous serpent had already slithered quite deep into his length, leaving only the tip of its tail outside of his length that at this point…and even that disappeared in a few moments, the snake entirely inside of his length, vanishing from the outside world!


The snake's head had already poked out into the wolf's rather large sack, but more of it followed in due time, the snake’s smooth, lithe body making it easy for it to slip right through the wolf's length into the real prize, a sack full of that cream and musk...! Although, there wasn't much cream yet; the wolf wasn't super aroused, but he was gradually getting there. Once he started to throb and harden, then it would get a lot wetter and hotter inside that chamber...


Not like Boony would know. The wolf just stirred and rolled onto his side in his sleep, completely unaware of the snake curling up inside of his sack. His length was starting to harden, though, and it was beginning to get a bit awkward to maneuver with...nothing that would wake the wolf up, at least not yet though! Gradually, more of the snakes collecting outside the tent found that hole themselves, and this time it was more than just one...at first, it was just a few of them making their way into the tent, slithering over the wolf's body and eventually burrowing their way into his gradually hardening length, but soon, the tide began to swell! Waves of the small, smooth reptiles made their way into his tent, finding their way into the tip of his length and slithering in three, maybe five at a time! The wolf's member was very much erect at this point, but the fabric of the boxers wrapped around it kept it from standing straight up. Ultimately, that was advantageous for the snakes, otherwise they would have to climb a gradually growing mountain of wolf cock...


Speaking of those boxers, they were starting to swell quite spectacularly as Boony’s balls continue to be filled up with wave after wave of the wiggling serpents. Only a few of them had made their way to the finish line so far, so to speak, but already the inside of the chamber was becoming a bit cramped, the serpents coiling up right in the center of that scent that they enjoyed so much! The walls of the sack were also starting to get into gear, fresh cream being produced and slowly forming in a pool at the bottom of the wolf's balls, gradually filling up the chamber as it swelled and wiggled with the increasing amount of snakes contained inside...


The snakes continued to come though. The wolf began to stir in his sleep, the wonderful sensations deep within his loins starting to overwhelm him a little bit. It was starting to leak into his dreams; he was having quite the wonderful assortment of them - lewd, lurid dreams, about stuffing people in his length, so many of them, rubbing and feeling at his sack as it swelled and wiggled, stretching out the fabric of his boxers so much. He started to reach down, playing with his length as he felt it swell up. Goodness, he couldn't wait for this orgasm…


The wolf's eyes opened. For a moment, he was quite dazed. He was just in the middle of a wonderful dream, and now he found himself back in the tent he had fallen asleep in! Strangely, though, even though he had awoken, the same wonderful feeling from his dream was still present...he looked down to his package, and his jaw almost dropped as he saw how large it was! His boxers had swollen to quite the impressive size, but more importantly, there was an absolute river of serpents flooding their way into his length! 


Boony was, to put it mildly, stunned. He blinked a few times, and then rubbed his eyes; he was still quite dazed from being woken up so suddenly, and this was the same thing that was happening in his dream, almost. It certainly felt like he was still dreaming...but, as another snake slithered its way into his throbbing length, he nearly winced with pleasure. It all felt so real, it felt too real...he pinched himself a few times to make sure he wasn't sleeping. No, he was awake, quite awake indeed. And now he got to watch as these musk drunk serpents wiggled their way as deep into his loins as they possibly could go! 


“Holy fuck…” was all he could say as the serpents continued to burrow themselves into him. From the hole in his tent, there was almost a line of them leaving right up to the tip of his length. Although the concept of the line would make you think it was orderly, it was anything but. Three, maybe five serpents would be forcing themselves down his length at any given point, stretching out and putting the capabilities of his shaft to the absolute limit. Now that he was awake, he could help out the situation, clenching occasionally to try and pull the snakes deeper at a more rapid pace. He was absolutely stunned that his boxers held up against the ever-increasing onslaught of reptiles; the fabric just stretched around his sack as it grew and grew, taking the size increase with stride. It didn't mean that they weren't tight on the inside, though, and Boony felt quite pent-up, both physically by the tight enclosure of his underwear and in another expense; namely, that he really needed to release...


He looked at the clock on his phone. It was starting to become morning, but he still had a little bit of time to go. He knew from his book that the serpents would dissipate once the sun came up, so he had to get as many of them inside of him as possible before that happened! And they were eager to provide, the hole in his tent to continuing to produce them as if by black magic, a seemingly never-ending river of the creatures lining up to slither down his length. At this point, Boony could feel the deep, heavy sloshing in his sack that let him know that the process of digestion was doing its job. The first snakes that had slithered their way inside were certainly completely wolf cum at this point. As more of them gradually melted down inside the hot, tight, wet chamber, the sloshing would only get heavier and deeper - and with that, Boony’s need to release would also become more powerful. As it stood, he could only really play with himself with one hand; there would be no way he could orgasm with all these snakes still burrowing themselves into him! No, he would be stuck here, immobilized by weight and pleasure, until the sun came up and the snakes decided they were done with his alluring scent.


And so the wolf went at it, stroking and playing with his length the best he could as it continued to gobble up as many of the willing meals as it possibly could. His sack had swollen to at least five times its normal size, completely full of wiggling snakes and a copious amount of fresh wolf semen as well. Boony was simply amazed that his boxers had not ripped into shreds at this point; the stretchy fabric was putting up quite an amazing fight against the swelling coming from inside of it! Underwear for hypers had to be made out of spandex or something...slowly, the river of serpents coming from outside became a stream, and then a trickle. The sun had finally risen, and every snake that wasn't already contained in the wolf's wonderful sac was out of luck. Slowly, they slithered out of the tent - those that were left, anyway - and made their way back into the thick, dense forest they had come out of in the night. But, they did not leave without giving Boony quite the lasting present…


Most of the snakes inside had melted it up into a nice, thick soup of sticky cum by the time morning came. The bulges they made inside had rounded out, and although some of them were still wiggling around in there, it was much less hectic than it was earlier. This allowed Boony to really absorb what just happened; hundreds, no, thousands of small serpents had invaded his tent and wiggled right down his shaft! No matter how much he thought about it, and knew that it wasn't a dream, he still couldn't get over it. But, as he stared at his throbbing hard length, and thought about how much he needed to release the massive, fresh jizz load sloshing around inside of him, he knew that this sensation was real.


Considering he was out in the woods camping, the wolf had quite a lot of time to do nothing in particular. So, he spent it on edging himself; once he had the ability to really go at it proper, he took the time to enjoy it; one hand constantly stroking up and down his meat as the other played around with and jiggled the massive sack between his legs, feeling the last of the snakes inside melting and adding to the already impressive storage of cream contained in that sloshing sac. This went on for quite a while, the wolf occasionally taking his hands away from his parts when he felt an orgasm about to come on. It was partially because he was enjoying edging himself, but he wanted to make sure everything inside was all melted before he came!


Soon, though, the only sound was the huffing and moaning of the wolf, and the sloshing, sloppy and noises of his sack has he really went at it, thrusting into his hand and everything! Even though this felt amazing on its own, he couldn't help but wish he had brought a friend with him to pump this gigantic load into...his tent would do fine though. After delaying his orgasm at least three or four times, the wolf could not stand the pent-up feeling pressing against his entire being anymore. He had to let loose, and when he felt his orgasm start to come on, he just let it happen. He practically howled as the first shot of cum fired out like a bullet, splattering right up against the ceiling of his tent! If his eyes weren't closed, he would have seen that it looked like his cum might have ripped straight through the fabric! A few more shots of that power fired out of his rod, the semen dribbling down the tent walls as the wolf continued to fire off. The musky, fresh cream was getting absolutely everywhere - the ceiling of the tent, the walls, the floor, and, of course, all over the wolf's body and briefs! It would be hard to clean up later, but in the moment Boony honestly enjoyed being able to make such a mess with his orgasm…


In Boony’s mind, it felt like his orgasm lasted two days. Time passed so slowly with such immense pressure completely over riding his brain. He felt every clench, every little trickle running down his length as it gradually tapered off, appreciated every single one of them; it felt like he could remember each of them individually. But even with how much cum was inside of the wolf, and how much his boxers swelled around it, all good things had to end eventually. The fiery, powerful shots his cock had blasted out earlier gradually reduced to trickles, the entire room basted in a thick layer of musky, fresh wolf cream. At the center of it was its source, panting and sweating and huffing in unbelievable afterglow. The wolf had just turned hundreds of snakes into nothing but a powerful, unbelievably enjoyable orgasm. It wasn't what he expected when he went camping, but in some ways it was even better. And the best part? He would have another round of it tonight...

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