Try it on for size

Story by Kaijou on SoFurry

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An RP-to-Story conversion I did, starring the Young, adorable and delectable Teio, and twinburner's Naga critter, Sahkir.

The duo trying out some slimey, swallowy fun, despite one of them having a phobia of snakes.


Try it on for size

© Tsumi Moogle '13

Teio © Himself Sahkir © Twinburner

Looking over the screen of his phone that had displayed the same message since he'd left his house, Teio sighed. Accutely aware of the itchyness of his button-up shirt clinging some to his snowy fur under the heat of the afternoon sun, he finally lifted his gaze as the sight of his friend's house finally came into view.

With one more glance at the text on his screen, he took a breath and closed the phone with a faint snap before pocketing it neatly. Just calling him over to show him something neat. Wonderfully vague. It wasn't that he didn't trust his friend. ...Well, maybe part of it was just that. Taking a breath, he adjusted his jeans and the uncomfortable shirt and rapped smartly on the large front door.

The door opened faster than he'd anticipated, as though Sahkir had been waiting by it. The sight of his friend there, smiling warmly, would have been a most welcome sight to most. But for Teio, he'd rather struggled with this friend, ever since they'd met. It wasn't anything he could help of course, given his phobia, and Sahkir's parents. Sahkir 'stood' before him, his olive scaled hide smooth down the length of his long form, 'nude' save for a wrap of fabric about his hips. A retractable hood with tufts of green fur growing from the back of it, matched by his forearms and along his tail.

'Hey, Teio. Ah.. come on in.' the naga smiled, turning and easing back into the house, slithering smoothly. His tone was strange. Eager, hesitant in ways the lapine hadn't quite expected. The notion of a new video game was long gone by now. Following after his lengthy friend's form, the rabbit looked about the house, until he found himself being walked into his friend's parent's bedroom.

'Sahkir..?' Teio prompted with a faint blush. The taboo of being in a parent's bedroom looming over him. Seemingly unperturbed, but unable to hold his eagerness anymore, turned towards a nearby closet.

'Ok.. Now, I think this is really cool, but.. On while you were on your way here, I realized.. uhm.. It might.. scare you a bit. But- but don't freak out, ok? I promise you're always safe with me!'

Teio could only blink. Inclining his head with a sheepish, albeit uncertain smile to his taller friend. Not being afraid around him was something of an issue. The first time they'd met, he himself had screamed in terror. Inconsolable for the rest of the day. It'd taken a long time, but they'd gotten to know one another, and had become rather good friends.. Even still, standing in Sahkir's father's room, the idea of being asked not to freak out was a little hard.

'How do you mean.. scare me?'

'Erm.. Well, you know how you were afraid of me ah.. eating you when we first met and all..?' the serpent murmured, turning to open the closet. There was a space, devoid of anything, save a hole in the back of the closet. Pointing into it, the naga swallowed as Teio looked over the curious looking rack set, anchored into the wall, with a sturdy looking harness and thick padded arm-holds. The whole thing was large enough for an adult to hang off, and be supported by the wall.

Teio could only nod, looking over the strange contraption before looking back to the naga. 'W- well.. Dad's into that kind of thing. But he wouldn't ever really, you know, eat somebody. So he.. He got that. It straps you in place, so you can't be gulped. ..Properly at least. I mean.. somebody like me could well.. go to here-' the naga reached forward, making a faint, guestimating point on his own chest. '-on you without hurting you in the least.' He trailed off, his scales darkening as he shuffled his coils a little cautiously. Teio had squeaked, staring at the harness, and then peering back to the naga.

'It-.. It's for.. eating people..?' the lape repeated a little numbly, before blinking. His head turned to the naga. 'Where- where are you going with this, Sahkir..?' he swallowed nervously.

'I just th-thought it was cool. I mean..' trailing off again, the naga rubbed his hood and neck, frowning faintly. '..Ok, erm.. well, I also thought maybe..' he squirmed nervously. '..I'm curious about what it's like. Eating someone. I mean, I'd never do it without you saying ok, Teio.' he spoke quicker, anxious to get his point out before the rabbit turned tail. 'I'd never wanna hurt you or anything, you know that. But.. It seems like it be.. fun? And- and maybe doing it and me not.. you know, fully, really gulping you would help you to.. get over your fear of snakes some!' he finished quickly, staring at the rabbit who just stared back.

For nearly a minute the lapine stared, shivering softly for his friend's admission. His hands had moved to his long ears, tugging at them nervously as he considered. Sahkir could see his chest rising, falling rapidly until he took a longer, slower breath and slowly looked down to himself. 'W-.. would I fit in it..?' the bunny asked, not daring to look up yet.

Blinking for the answer he hadn't dared hope for, Sahkir's scales darkened in something of a blush. He nodded eagerly. 'Y-yeah! You wouldn' hurt me any, but-' he slowed himself down. 'but, you don't have to force yourself or anything. If this is too much, I'll understand if you'd rather just go play games or something..'

Teio's gaze turned away from the serpent slowly, squirming uneasily a moment before lifting his gaze back to his friend. His ruby-like eyes quivering with his form; wide, but searching. 'You-.. you really.. w-want to?' the rabbit asked in a tiny, tentative voice.

'I do. I promise, I swear it's safe.' nodded the naga emphatically. Slithering over, he hugged his arms about the lapine, squeezing him tight. 'J-just last night, dad half swallowed this bunny guy. He came out of it just fine. Showered, drove home this morning..' he hissed bracingly, looking down to his friend, flushing under the hug and gingerly returning it as he stared at the harness.

'You promise.. to-.. to stop if I ask?' Teio asked, biting his lip. Like he couldn't believe what he was doing.

'Of course! In an instant, Teio!' Sahkir nuzzled down along his friend's pearlescent hair. 'I wouldn't dare want to hurt you, you know that. You're an awesome friend, and I won't do this, if it spooks you too much.' he offered, waiting nervously.

Nodding slowly to the naga's words, Teio fought a small internal war for several moments, panting, his heart beginning to race as one side finally overthrew the other. Lifting his gaze slowly, he blushed richly. '...Is there anything I.. need to do, before we start?' the boy asked, petting his friend's side.

The naga's scales darkened further. He was certain the rabbit was going to turn the idea down.

'Well.. er.. we don't wanna mess up your clothes, so.. you might want to lose them.' He said, smiling brightly a moment, before pausing to rein in his excitement. 'I-if that's ok, I mean.. I'll lose my hip-wrap too if you want, so it's fair..'

Laying his large ears, Teio sat himself down, tugging at his large boots, peeling his shirt off and then finally his pants. Soon stark nude before his larger friend. It wasn't as though the naga hadn't seen him nude in the showers at school before.. Though, some part of him acknowledged easily how different this moment was to all those others. It seemed as though Sahkir was thinking the same thing. His tongue flickering rapidly between his lips as he panted a little with excitement in turn. Slipping the colourful wrap off and setting it neatly aside, he stirred, swallowing as the rabbit could see quite easily, the slit sitting at his hips parting about the head of his shaft.

'S-sorry, erm.. it's just, well.. this is kind of.. exciting for me.' the naga grinned guiltily, approaching the lapine as Teio got to his feet. 'You really did wanna try this, huh..?' the lape mumbled, seeming to try to buy time. He folded his clothes rather surreptitiously, pawwing some at the creases of his shirt, looking anywhere about the room. Finally unable to put it off any longer, he turned towards the harness, padding awkwardly as his toes curled instinctively. With the naga's cautious guidance, he soon found himself rested back against the padded support. His arms slipping into the thick, cuffs, held taught by some very solid looking wire. Sahkir could only nod, as he helped tauten the cuffs about the rabbit's forearms, checking his grip was secure before beginning to work the main straps about the rabbit's chest. Fixing under his arms to support the bunny. It took most of his weight, leaving him tip-toeing at the ground.

'Yeah.. b-but you can tell me to stop, any time, ok?' He hissed gently double-checking the supports, the straps, tugging at them faintly and nodding. Beginning to rub his hands along the rabbit's chest, he stared into his friend's face, unable to help the slight pooling of saliva in his muzzle. 'You.. You ready, Snow?'

Teio's heart raced. Sahkir could feel it easily working a mile a minute under his friend's soft fur. The rabbit's eyes were wide, and slowly he shook his head. But for his position and sudden placement in it, it was unlikely he'd have answered anything else. He squeaked out, clenching his eyes shut; 'G-.. Go! 'Fore I ch-change my mind!'

Swallowing his mouthful of saliva, the naga nodded. Trailing his hands and dinking himself down, he began to hiss instinctively. Sahkir's tongue flickered, gently lashing across the rabbit's footpaws. Feeling, tasting, and emphasising his eagerness as he held the twitching, struggling paws in place.

The silence of the house, broken only by Teio's panting breath, was soon broken further by the almost subtle pops of the serpents unhinging jaws. Opening wide before those struggling paws, the naga fed them smoothly into the heated slick embrace of his maw. It was not struggle at all, they fit with ease, and given the lape's smooth, tapered form, the rest would follow in kind.

Though his eyes were clenched tight, the squeaking bunny heard as much as he felt his friend, now swallowing over his feet, let loose an odd, throaty purr. A languid moan followed by his tongue flickering and tracing about the broad padded soles of his feet, mooshing them into the floor of his eager muzzle.

Quaking the whole while and whimpering, Teio bit his lip and clenched his fists as the feel of his friend's muzzle engulfed his paws fully. Feeling the tongue roiling along his soles, and up along his ankles. Tasting eagerly for more as the large form began to slowly push its way up, over his legs. Despite the euphoria of his first, live, jaw-stretching meal, Sahkir paused about his friend's ankles. Looking up to the rabbit, blushing richly as he considered the exquisite texture and flavours of the stirring, struggling body before him.

Inching his way slowly up and letting those squirming toes slip into his gullet, followed precariously slowly by the paws and ankles. He panted heavily, as some primal, instinctive need inside of him he had barely even heeded was served so well, making his hips stir and ache the more those shapely, toned legs were swallowed down.

Dangling in the harness, Teio's face burned. His chest pounded, frantically rising and falling as he grit his teeth, whimpering as the naga's jaws crept their way up. Toes, curling tight, footpaws stirring, legs slipping and struggling. Though his heart raced, he fought the urge to cry out stop, even as that slick, slimey, stiffling heat continued to creep higher. Climbing, working its way up along the lapine's knees and sealing the boy's feet in his friend's throat proper. Sahkir's throat reverberated with his eager, delighted purr. Thickly moaning about his meal, his twin shafts drizzled trails of pre in the carpet below him. One hand bracing on the wall, as the other stoked, and steadily squeezed the bunny's hip.

Within moments, the naga's jaws hugged about the rabbit's thighs, his lips bumping faintly against his friend's hanging balls, whilst his breath puffed over the lapine's groin. Something of a lazy, savoring grin on Sahkir's face as he swallowed keenly about the boy, sending a trailing ripple of slick flesh down the rabbit's form.

Gasping out with a squeak for the alien, and terrifying sensations, the quaking bunny slowly leant his head down and dared to open his eyes. Freezing at the sight of half his body sealed within the naga's great jaws and gullet. Staring as he saw the outline of his legs and feet squirming and bulging in his friend's form.

He did not meet Sahkir's eyes though, as the serpent had closed his, savoring the most exquisite flavour of the rabbit. That tang of fear the lape exuded making his lengths throb and his jaws faintly squeeze and chew harmlessly at the bound bunny. With another anxious groan, the naga's jaws pushed higher, claiming up over his friend's hips, to find Teio's length slowly pressing and mooshing against the roof of his maw. The ribbed flesh stroking slowly over the sensitive flesh whilst his lower jaw so fondly cupped and squeezed over the rabbit's rump. His inhibitions, his bashfulness had fallen away for the reverie of the act of swallowing the squirming meal.

That darting, flickering tongue of his traced; grinding and teasing along the fur, licking clear up the lapine's rump-cleft as the naga panted. The feeling of the live meal writhing in his jaws felt so good, so right to him..

Hungrily, he pushed on, swallowing anxiously as he worked up over the lapine's midriff, claiming more of the struggling body into the humid, tight embrace of his rolling gullet.

And yet the more of his body the naga claimed, the harder Teio whimpered. He laid his head back, swallowing as he stared at the roof of the closet, unable to block out the overload of sensations. His own instincts acutely aware of the peril he was in. Even though the Naga's jaws teasing and tortured his pulsing shaft, built the most bizzare, clashing sensation of need within him. His body stirred, writhing in that tightening embrace, teased by the gullet rolling over his shaft and abdomen, as though wanting more, and wanting his friend to take more.

Spurred on by the rabbit's writhing as much as his own eager need, the naga did just that. Crawling up slowly, swallowing, gulping and yawning his jaws rhythmically, he sucked the rabbit's hips smoothly into his throat, beginning to subject his friend's body and shaft to the most obscure massage of his gullet conforming to the flesh and squeezing it to the lapine's trim belly. Another rolling swallow and the naga groaned, finding his path stopped by that harness. His jaws hanging over the rabbit's chest, lips at his neck. His anxious, heated breath billowed, blowing over his friend's face. If not for the brace, the rabbit would be but one gulp away from vanishing down his gullet. Sliding down his throat entirely and slithering into his belly. The very knowledge of how close the rabbit was, poised on such a precarious edge sending the large serpent into shivers and shudders. Groaning heavily about his friend, his form tensed and writhed as his twin shafts divulged a great splattering load along the foot of the cupboard and the plush carpeting.

Grasping at the wall, nearly digging furrows in it with his claws for balance, his muscles rippled; squeezing and tugging at every inch of rabbit within him as his load drew out greatly.

Under the onslaught of the naga's convulsing body and gullet, Teio was only too keenly aware of his precarious position. Staring down once more at his friend's gaping jaws, yawning under his chest, but a single swallow from oblivion, and tortured for it by that roiling sea of flesh rinding over his body. All the tactile and sensory awareness proved too strong, bringing the rabbit over the edge in turn with a great quaking cry of fright mingled with his orgasm spilling copiously over his chest and the naga's gullet.

Sagging some in the afterglow of his sizeable load, the naga's reverie broke easily to the rabbit's terrified cry, so much more than a whimper. He groaned some, beginning to slither back, and disgorge his friend with a little difficulty, until he knelt some, coughing and wiping his slickened lips. His jaws slowly popping back into place.

Though still heavily on edge, the naga's form lifted up, looking the sodden, squirming form of his friend, blushing terribly, especially as he realised the rich flavour of spunk on his tongue.

'T-Teio..! Are you ok?!' He rasped, beginning to rapidly undo the lape's bonds, and support the trembling form. The rabbit seemed unable to even stand as the chest harness slid free, slumping against his large friend's coils and clinging to them softly, trembling.

It took several minutes for the lapine to calm down. Though his shiver persisted for the chill air on his saliva slickened body. He soon found Sahkir's coils easing about him, gently bundling him up.

'I-.. I'm.. ok.' He wheezed softly, swallowing and blushing. Unable to meet his friend's gaze, he looked to the harness, and then the floor, noticing the thick wash of seed seeping into the carpet. 'I n-need a shower..' Teio squeaked softly, blushing terribly.

Feeling Sahkir nod, and slowly lift him up. Though they were the same age, the naga was rather deceptively strong, carrying him to the bathroom and running a shower.

Settling under it, the duo were silent for several minutes, Teio staring as his fur rinsed of the thick saliva, and the traces of his seed. Taking a breath of the steamy air, he slowly looked up. 'S-.. So did you.. was it.. what you'd hoped for..?'

Sahkir nibbled his lip, tilting his head this way and that for a moment as he considered. It had been amazing. Beyond anything he'd imagined. Sating him like nothing had before. But in lieu of words, he could only nod, cheeks burning. At least until he traced his lips with his tongue, the taste of Teio's spunk still teasing his mind.

'what-.. ..What about you..?' He slowly dared to ask, wincing as the rabbit slowly rested his head against his chest.

'It was.. ..so intense.' Teio admitted quietly. The naga nodded and hugged his friend tightly.

'I'm sorry. Y-you don't have to do it ever again. I promise. I shouldn't have.. even thought about asking.' Sahkir murmured. 'As much as I might have.. liked it, it.. wasn't worth scaring you so badly.'

The words were almost lost on the rabbit, who had taken one of his ear-tips to his lips, nibbling it gently. Taking another breath though, he peered up to the naga.

'As-.. as long as we.. use the harness.. ..I think.. I could do it again, s-sometime.'

Sahkir's eyes widened as he looked down to the shivering lapine. His coils enfolded the smaller form, hugging him close. 'You.. are you sure? I mean.. I'd understand, really.' He licked his lips again, apparently unable to help himself as he looked the rabbit over. The lapine nodded slowly. 'It felt intense, yeah..' he repeated bashfully. 'And even though it was.. t-terrifying. With your jaws right there.. I was staring into your throat.. D-.. despite that, It felt.. nice.' the final word was the tiniest whisper, barely heard under the shower's steaming spray.

The naga's face lit up. Smiling, he tipped the rabbit's chin up, and pressed a soft, but eager kiss to his friend's lips.

'Thank you, Teio.. If there's anything at all you'd like me to do in return.. please, just say so.' he hissed warmly, nuzzling the rabbit's cheek.

'Well.. there is one thing.' Teio smiled faintly. 'Name it!'

'..Promise not to tell anyone at school.' The rabbit blushed, rubbing along the Naga's stomach slowly.

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