Teetering with excitement and giggling like children on hallows eve, the six girls walk into the administrative office and grab a submission form to become today’s snake bait. Their little hearts flutter, and they bite down on their lips as they fill it. One last glance amongst themselves, and the whole group squeals together when it's submitted.

One seldom sees a person display that sort of bubbly enthusiasm at the prospect of culling themselves from the human population, and today is no exception. Rather than offering one of their own, the Bakura Fanclub had secretly volunteered the unwitting object of their adulation to become today’s meal.

One could argue that the system is highly susceptible to fraudulent submissions, but since they’re yet to receive a single formal complaint from any of the previous participants, the administration hasn’t taken much issue with the matter.

Ever the gentle soul, Ryou promptly complies when called to the office upstairs, trying his best to ignore the conspicuous stares of the six girls ogling him. He looks on befuddled as the staff tells him to smile and shoots his photograph, wondering if he'd done something wrong. But before he manages to ask, a trapdoor opens beneath his feet and drops him back downstairs.

Ryou falls flat on his ass and finds himself sharing a room with a hungry-looking fifteen-foot-long python. He freezes as he stares in utter disbelief. There has to be a mistake—he is only nineteen and has to bring food home to his cat; he would never sign up to become the day’s bait! But when he looks around and sees the obvious culprits lining up like a flock of chickens to watch with their faces glued to the glass, he realizes what’s up.

“Oh.”

Ryou grows stiff as stone as his new roommate wastes no time in getting to know him up close and personal, swirling its tail all the way down from his ankles to the tops of his thighs. His cock throbs as hard as the heart in his chest, straining against the denim of his pants as he wriggles and squirms and holds back a whine as he mashes his thighs together beneath the constricting coils. He bucks his hips so hard his cock slips past his waistband, drawing a collective squeal from his audience.

Ryou's cheeks glow crimson as he flushes with shame. He stares at the rippling folds of the snake’s gaping maw and leans closer, cock slick with pre as he places his arms behind his back and lets the coils ensnare them too to make himself as helpless and vulnerable as he feels. He goes in face first as the snake swoops down on him and quickly engulfs his head, his body tense and his every inch of skin covered in goosebumps as he loses himself in the tight, pulsating embrace of steaming hot flesh.

The girls nearly riot over the spectacle, screaming in choir and banging on the glass as their hungry little eyes reap the benefits of their scheme. One rubs her fingers between her legs and climaxes then and there as she watches the pretty boy squirm and twitch as his cock spurts thick ropes of cum. Her legs give, and her blissed-out face slides down the glass like melted butter while the others flail and cheer wildly.

The snake squeezes its head past its coiled body, and all that’s left of Ryou is the quivering outline of a boy sliding deeper and deeper inside a scaly sleeping bag. The other girls grab their less restrained friend and help her to her feet when suddenly, the shop bell rings, and another dashingly good-looking fellow walks in. The whole group stops and exchanges a stare as their lips curl up into devious smiles.

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I got this incredible piece of art gifted to me by the lovely Makota, and I just had to write a short fic to go with it x)

Thanks again to the ever-trusty crystalcorvuwuf for proofing this one for me. :)

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