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Aelis sighs and shakes her head, bringing both hands to Kret's cheeks before squeezing them. The tail coils around, pushing Kret's arms against her body, catching onto her tail. They keep going, but she can't say or do anything but groan and gurgle with her face smooshed against two strong palms. Her protesting grunts only escalate once she feels the sickening pop and the burning pain that washes up from her tail. It continues to burn, even as the broken appendage follows along with the coiling serpent.

The gurgles are replaced by screams of the highest order as Kret feels pain unlike any she had ever experienced before. It is at her wails of torment that Aelis finally unwinds, only holding onto the kobold by her wrist, dangling her like a piece of meat.

Kret breaks out in shivers as the pain receptors in her body fire at full speed. The white hot burning pulses through her. She looks over her shoulder to survey the damage done to her body. Her tail hangs limply at the midpoint, the bone broken by the power of the snake. Though the rest of her body throbs in soreness, the pain there is indescribable. Her whole body convulses in tiny shivers, both from the searing agony, the fear that courses through her, and the anger that boils over in her heart.

"I'll... kill you..." she growls, baring her teeth. "You want to end me, snake... I won't go down without a fight."

"Foolish little lizard," Vijaya says, leaning in his throne in a reclining semi-sit. "As if the venom coursing through your blood right now will allow you to fight back."

"There's something else coursing in my blood," she whispers, loud enough just for Aelis to hear. "And if you eat me, I swear I'll come back to haunt you. I'll take all of my willpower to claw my way out of the fires of the pit to burn your soul and-

Aelis stares at her as Kret makes her dying curse upon her, but with each word that the kobold speaks, the snake's mouth curls up into a smile. Then, she shows off her sharp white teeth. Then, she opens her mouth wide, her tongue dancing inside. Then, Kret can see her uvula, wriggling in the back of her throat as her ragged breath spills out into the air.

All pretenses of the snake woman's beauty passes away, like whatever rancid thing had found itself buried deep inside her gullet. When she breathes, it is the stench of death, something she was either hiding before or Kret had become blind to from the hypnosis. Either way, the kobold kicks and punches to escape, but her motor skills have not fully returned, and she only manages a limp-wristed wiggle from her free arm.

"I hope you like what you're seeing, little trash," Vijaya taunts. You'll have plenty of time to familiarize yourself with my pet's inner workings. You see, it might take awhile to do that, because my dear Aelis can take her time with her meal, if she deigns to do so. Let's just hope you don't taste very good."

Vijaya's entourage all chortle and guffaw at the crime boss's little joke, but Kret is too tired, too weak to even snap back at him now.

"However it works," she says, rolling her gaze back to the horror mouth that is Aelis, "I will get you..."

Aelis's mouth closes shut much faster than it opened up, and she seems, for even a minute, to contemplate something. But Kret doesn't care what she thinks, or if there was something there, even a slight spark of compassion. This is a monster wrapped in the form of a beautiful woman. It's just like everyone else Kret has ever met. Ugly and scarred or handsome or alluring, all she has met have shown their true colors when they used and abused her kindness and her body. "If you don't end me..." she continues. "I'll end you and your master. His death will be more painful than yours."

That did it. Aelis hisses and spreads her mouth open wide. The loud pops of bone crack throughout the hall as her jaw unhinges, spreading open the trap door to a warm abyss. Kret stares up at it, her eyes devoid of all care now as Aelis moves her hands down to hold onto Kret's, keeping the mostly paralyzed slave in a compact hold. Soon, the warmth of Aelis's mouth makes its way to Kret's forehead, where she fits steadily inside the ever-expanding entrance.

Kret shivers slightly as fangs brush against her scales, the pressure not nearly as strong as when Aelis chomped down on her shoulders earlier, but still the venom-stained teeth cut and infect her blood.

Kret groans as she feels this new warmth going in through her, and the last vestiges of her rebellious self desperately claw to hit the forefront of her consciousness. Instead, another Kret taps this part of her on the shoulder and pulls her away, as if whispering to her sweet and subtle nothings into her, peppered with reassurance. "Don't worry... you've had your chance. Now it is time to rest. Let me take over from here, and let your last moments be that of your greatest adventure and pleasure.

With the snake pushing her body up to cover her eyes now, Kret can no longer rely on her sight or her hearing. The interior of the lamia is so tight that her eyes see nothing but undulating muscle, and her ears hear nothing but the gurgles and squishes of saliva and other digestive fluids preparing themselves for her. All she can do is smile and nod, saying. "This is all yours..."

Aelis pauses a moment, the lamia's tongue flicking over the top of Kret's head, as if she had noticed something that wasn't there before. Perhaps a slight change in temperature or maybe her scales were a little rougher, but the lamia shakes it off. After all, the taste is amazing. She never had a kobold before. Such creatures hardly came this way, by her knowledge, which, admittedly, is little.

After assessing that the change is nothing more than her imagination, the lamia places the sedated kobold down to sit on her rump, the drop pushing her broken tail underneath of her.

Kret does not react, at least not how the lamia would have suspected,but instead, a soft groan rises out of Kret's mouth, followed by a quiver all over her body. Her fingers twitch and, in their limited mobility, brush up along her thighs.

The lamia's eyes widen and she gurgles slightly in response to

this. Vijaya, meanwhile, can't help but slam his palm against the arm of his throne. "Ha, ha! Would you look at that. The once defiant slave is now so full of my pet's venom that she equates being devoured to a feeling of pleasure!"