I had little time to draw this week, so I made this one in a hurry, no face, no details and a simple snake vore scene on a painted background.
The only exciting thing (in my opinion) this time is the new fishnet pattern I downloaded to use for the poor woman’s stockings. But what does you guys think?

Short story (since I didn’t had time for much more………………………………

It was late, far too late when she left the nightclub and walked home. Her job as a waitress and part time dancer, did unfortunately require her presence during the late hours whenever some of her colleagues couldn’t make it. It wasn’t the best job in the world, and the payment was crappy, but sometimes you had to swallow your pride and take what life offered you if you wanted to make a living. Her clientele spanned most sides from society, from the wealthy men who just wanted a party or a drink, to those who spent all their savings on a few hours of champaign and good-looking women. She had seen and heard the most, and even though she probably knew enough dirt to fell a couple of politicians by now, she wasn’t one to mention such things.

It wasn’t the warmest night of the year, nor the coldest, but her thin and revealing clothes offered little protection against the night and she wished she had more than her tight, red dress and heels. However, it wasn’t the cold, nor the late hour that was bothering her the most.

For the last few months, the news warned about women going missing from the district during night time. It was no other pattern to it other than the time; it was nights, and the victims; exclusively women. The police were looking for a madman, or a gang, but no one really knew who or what to look for since no conclusive clues from the crime had been found. Sometimes, they found shoes or handbags that was full of possessions, nothing stolen! The women who had gone missing had mostly been outside, but a few had disappeared from their bedrooms when their window had been open.

*Click-clack, click-clack*

The alley was dark and she walked fast, the sound of her heels against the cobblestone echoed around her before vanishing into the thin fog. Not many were outside now and those she saw in the distance soon vanished from sight. Then suddenly!

A strong force hit her back and she stumbled forwards and fell. The air was knocked out of her and breathing became impossible for several seconds, which she used to try to get back on her feet. With one hand on the ground, pushing herself up, something big, wet and warm wrapped around her neck from behind. She got on her knees as her hands struggled to try to remove whatever that had gotten her. A wave of fear and terror shot through her body, was this the mysterious attacker? The answer came when she was twisted around and was med by to yellow eyes.

The scream never reached her lips, the eyes’ owner had used its long tongue to catch her and was squeezing so hard that no air could leave her lungs. The attacker was a giant snake! Never had she seen anything similar to this; the limbless creature, long as a house and thick as an old oak tree, stared back at her with a wide-open maw. Most of the snake was hidden inside and even darker alley than the one she walked through, hiding most of it from sight, but the thickest part of it made her freeze! The widest part, which she assumed was its belly, was bulging and moving and had the distinct shape of a busty, human woman!

The lack of air was immobilizing her fast, but the giant snake didn’t seem concerned with her health. The tongue jerked her off her feet, but before she could land on the cold ground, she was caught by the snake’s jaws as it lunged out for her. Her entire upper body was scooped up by the maw within a second, and once there, the tongue loosened, only to slip under her belly and wrap around her ankles. Warm, gooey flesh clamped down against her own, smooth and dark skin, the snake didn’t waste time and started swallowing her immediately, and although she was allowed to breath again, the thick surrounding tissue prevented her panicked scream to be heard.

Her body was lifted up by the snake who raised its head to let gravity assist when it swallowed her. It was terrible how easy she fit into the snake’s esophagus, even though the muscles pressed intimately against her as the kneaded her body further down, it wasn’t such a breathtaking experience as being caught by the neck had been. But the warm and humid air was disgusting, just like the omnipresent slime that surrounded her nubile body. Her dress offered no resistance, nor was her generous curves enough to halt her descent either, and if she had hoped that her large buttocks would choke the beast, she was disappointed when the jaws stretched wide enough to allow them to slip though.

The women’s mysterious disappearance was no mystery anymore, unfortunately would she also become a part of the same mystery if nobody didn’t arrive soon to save her! As she vanished into the gullet, all she could think of was what would happen next and the other woman soon would meet inside the stomach. Another shapely bulge would be added to the snake’s body, and more would undoubtedly follow unless anyone among the readers of this story have a hero (species and intention doesn’t matter) who can save them!

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