Something done as a surprise for one of my long-time RPing partners; the very best latex slut that I've had the pleasure of playing with and one of my most lovely RP partners.

Art and story by me.

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It was just a soft, soft sound… almost inaudible, and yet so well-known that it caused the hairs on Kailee Caffren’s neck to rise swiftly in excitement. She turned around with a bright smile and looked towards the one who had snuck into her home.

It wasn’t something she had expected this day, but then again, it didn’t surprise her either. She had known Sandri for quite a while by now, and it had become clear from within the first few days that locked doors were merely a suggestion when it came to the naga. The predator, whose eyes were now filled with hunger and desire.

“Ah,” she said, looking over the imposing form of the unbidden but very welcome visitor. The naga stood at just over two meters tall, and Kailee knew that she could rise higher on her tail than that, too. Her body was clad mostly in black, although the inside of her cobra-like hood and the long belly on her lower half were covered in a light grey, patterned with narrow bands. “You’re here just in time for dinner,” she chuckled.

Sandri slithered closer, her face brightening into a broad smile too. There was affection in there, and love too… but more than either of those, there was hunger. She was naked, entirely so, with her impressive curves free for Kailee to admire, along with that soft cock that was quite exposed, hanging limp. Soon, there was only an inch between them. Kailee looking up, the hairs rising on her skin under the light cloth of the swim team tee. When Sandri’s tailtip possessively wrapped around her ankle, a shudder ran down her spine.

“So, what’s for dinner?” the naga asked, drawing out the s’s with a long, sibilant hiss. She talked like a true seductress, her voice low and husky, and the serpentine quality only served to add a further flair of something dangerous, unpredictable… and it certainly had the desired effect, because Kailee was by now blushing wildly, her body heating up all over. She bit her lower lip, perhaps subconsciously, as the burning fires of desire were lighting within her body once more.

“Why, your favorite, of course,” the woman replied, looking straight into the eyes of the serpent while that tail continued spiraling up around her leg, soon draping thicker coils about all of her lower body, holding her nicely close and tight. If she hadn’t been so turned on already, this would certainly have done the trick. The feeling of the utter, perfect smoothness of Sandri’s body touching touch almost made her melt inside. Sensing the latex of her mistress coiling and wrapping around her like so was something that would never fail to get her excited, mind racing with ideas and desires for what the big, powerful predator could do to a defenseless girl like her. Looking deeply into Sandri’s eyes, she silently prayed that the serpent would unleash her hypnotic might and claim her right there and then.

Sandri licked her lips, humming softly while drawing out this delicious moment. She placed her hands on Kailee’s shoulders, slowly running them down her torso and groping at her breasts on the way. Opening her mouth wide, she let the woman look down into the deepness of her maw - as shiny and smooth as the rest of her, and equally made entirely of latex, pulsing with hunger for the girl. She closed her mouth again and placed a soft kiss against her prey’s lips, which was eagerly returned. When she withdrew, the outermost layer of skin on Kailee’s lips had become glossy and black as well, perfected by her touch.

“Gods…” the human sighed, “you massive tease. Just eat me already.”

The tail continued winding around Kailee, covering ever more of her in those tight coils. They made her feel like prey. And that, in turn, turned her on to no end. She ran her still-fleshy tongue out against her lips, shuddering in delight at the feeling. A part of herself, made into the same perfection that her mistress embodied. Well, almost perfection.

“Such a cute little dinner I’ve found myself,” the lamia chuckled. “Though, I can’t help but feel that you need a bit more preparation.”

Before Kailee could even start guessing at what delights her Mistress and Owner had in mind, though, there was a sensation around her legs and lower torso… that the coils of the serpent were slowly losing cohesion, spreading out to flow across her skin. Under the shapeshifting command of the naga, the latex behaved like a liquid, flowing and spreading across her legs in no time at all, extruded from Sandri’s own body. Slower did it stream up along her torso, sliding upwards to her chest - clinging to every single square millimeter of her skin, wrapping up every little imperfection individually, while leaving only a perfectly smooth surface on the outside of that second skin. It crawled up across her breasts, flowing over her tee, though the cotton was gone within moments of contact with the rubber - transformed into more of that shiny delight. It covered up past her shoulders, and spread along her neck, while the girl did her very best to lean into it, craving for it to finish sealing her up. Past her chin, covering her cheeks, her mouth, her nose - her eyes and ears as well, and flowing up to seal her hair within as well. Only tiny perforations remained underneath her nose, permitting her to breathe as her body was still fallible flesh.

She would have spoken, uttering thanks and words of adoration, but the latex pushed into her mouth and spread it open, preventing her from saying anything but a garbled mess - so she poured as much affection as she could into her unintelligible moans instead. Finally, the latex rushed down her arms, sealing up her fingers as a final measure - and completely wrapping her within the grasp of smooth rubber; a single piece without any joints, fused in every spot. A complete encasing that wrapped all around her. Deprived of sight and able to taste and smell nothing but the distinctive feeling of her Owner’s latex, every touch placed upon her body was felt that much more strongly, even through the second skin of rubber that she wore. A quick thought passed through her mind - she had been entirely wrapped within the rubber of her mistress. She was, technically, already eaten. The idea made her happy.

The next thing she felt was a dull, warm, throbbing sensation against her back. Slowly, the naga’s cock was growing, from its normal, wonderful size to an absolutely massive, wonderful girleating size. From being just barely able to pleasantly fit within her, to being so huge that she could fit inside it - and it throbbed and pulsed against her back for the entire time, letting her feel as it swelled past a meter in length.

Her own pussy was by now rather wet, but held in those coils as she were, she was unable to reach down to touch herself… and besides, her Mistress had not permitted it. Yet soon enough, she felt the tailtip rubbing against her inner thigh, only moments later beginning to rub against her labia, teasing her with that pleasant sensation yet denying her full insertion for a while longer. But as the cock grew to a meter and then some, so did the powerful coils begin lifting her off the floor - and at the same time, that tailtip finally slipped inside, pushing in and filling her out just to the point that made her moan the loudest, before pulling back out and sliding inwards again.

She was going to be cockfood. She was wrapped up in the tight rubber that she so adored, and she was going to be cockfood for a predator who had claimed her body and mind so often. She was prey. This was what she was meant to be. A snack, to be used for the pleasure and hunger of something strong and domineering. This was bliss. This was her proper lot in life. This was what fulfilled her.

Perhaps it was a shame that her mind was still free… but then again, having a mind that wasn’t turned into pure obedience did allow her a different enjoyment of this situation, for a change. Her feet felt the warm tightness of the cock, and she stretched out, trying to push herself deeper, helped along by the throbbing pulses running through that ravenous shaft. Her lithe form slipped in swiftly, being rather skilled in the art of disappearing down tight spaces into hungry predators. Still, she craved the embrace of Sandri’s hot, churning balls. She craved the feeling of latex seeping into her skin, slowly melting her down into that flowing, liquid mass. She craved being reduced to a splatter of pleasure for her mistress. And if she was lucky, another stain of rubber on her wall.

Her knees were taken in. Tight and hot, dragging her further down with all the desire and hunger that made her feel so utterly right, but at the same time allowing her just enough time to enjoy being consumed. The cock made its way up past her hips. No part of her posed a challenge to Sandri… but unfortunately, the tailtip had now left her. It didn’t matter; she could continue the job herself, and so she did. Her thumb sought out her clitoris, teasing and rubbing it, while two fingers slipped inside. Another noise escaped from her, drawling with pleasure. Her breasts were taken in, and seconds later, only her head was left.
With a loud, lewd ‘schlrrp’, that too disappeared, just moments after her feet had started pushing into Sandri’s balls. The naga had, in the meantime, begun stroking her hands along the length of her shaft, letting out soft moans of her own pleasure, while hastening the girl’s descent down into the churning, roiling space beneath.

What awaited Kailee down there was no surprise, but no less delightful despite the many previous times she had been there. She was frantically pleasuring herself as she was bunched up in that tight space, able to feel how Sandri fondled her own ballsack and her within it… gentle, loving caresses that only served to speed up her melting. She shuddered, orgasm rushing through her body, squirming in desire. The mere thought of being reduced to nothing but slick, perfect latex had pushed her past the edge with ease.

Meanwhile, the suit that surrounded her had remained intact, and fully sealed - but the skin within was darkening, taking only a minute to turn fully black and shiny. Further into her, tendrils stretched from her skin, pushing through her flesh and converting that too. Her heart and her brain were sought out next, touched by the latex and swiftly assimilated. Bliss. A moan was heard from her Mistress, and though it had little effect, Kailee redoubled her effort, trying to melt down faster for her. Pleasure was building within her again already. Her insides were converting faster and faster, soon losing coherency and turning more liquid, with the featureless suit soon taking the place of her skin, which had become fluid like the rest of her body. She was shiny in skin and shiny in soul. She was so utterly close to perfection. And she came to her climax again, just mere moments before her body broke down, and her mind faded away within seconds.

Then, she woke up in her bed, as she had done so many times before. Weighing her down were bundles of heavy coils, and the moment she opened her eyes, she found herself looking into those of her mistress - now glowing and sending out rings of hypnotic power. The last thought before her mind blanked into utter submission was pride, as she felt the bloated ballsack of her mistress, still filled with the remains of her previous body.

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