Day 2: Petting Brother's Serpent [Vore/Maledom/]

I couldn't believe it had worked! After years of feeding this magnificent beast from the amazon, my efforts had finally come to fruition! I had finally fed my sister to a snake, or rather, she fed herself to it!

It happened last night, midnight to be exact, as I slept dreaming. She sure had it coming, for being such a bitch, and a snob, everyone knows the type. Anyways, I knew she could resist my magnificent snake, a beauty I had ordered online after extensive research into how to best subjugate a woman, how to turn her into my pet.

I learned of a tribe which lived deep in the jungles, which used a rare, black snake species to tame their wildest of women. You see, these snakes had an appetite for women in particular, some sort of evolutionary trait adapted to combat the wild monkeys and apes which preyed upon them in the jungle.

But what was marvelous about these snakes was that instead of just eating the women in their entirety, kept the essence of the woman inside of themselves at all times, their "voices" and feelings able to be felt by the simple petting of the snakes' skin. This way, these devoured women could be used to set an example for the tribe as to how to behave and how to best please their men.

So naturally, I wasted no time in purchasing one of these serpents off of the black market and feeding it until it became the adequate size to be able to consume my sister. When I finally revealed the existence of the snake to my family (reclusive as I was), my sister was at the same time both repulsed and attracted by the snake and its mesmerizing, iridescent scales. Though I warned her not to take it out without my supervision, I knew she couldn't resist to do the exact opposite of what I asked of her, bitch as she was.

Of course, it didn't hurt that I did not inform my sister of the snake's true nature, nor was it an accident that I left the door to my serpent's room unlocked or a camera aiming right at my snake's tank. No, it's no mistake that I now have footage of my nosey little sister getting squeezed, groped, and subdued by the snake before being eaten whole as she pants, wheezes, and moans silently for help which doesn't come for her at this time of the night.

When I wake up in the morning, I find my snake with a large, sister like lump in her belly. I'm overjoyed as I go to pet her, hearing the please from my sister inside to let her out. Even after being devoured, she was still uppity, and he loved that. He'd love breaking her down and making her the pet she was always, meant to be, after all, she was now forever trapped inside the stomach of his pet snake, for all intents and purposes, she had become his pet.