Tell Roxie To Relax - Everything Will Be Fine

You call the tit-tendrils back inside of you and rush over to Roxie. Sitting on the ground, you pick up her head and cradle it in your lap as the snake wraps itself around her waist a few more times.

"Shh," you say, brushing her hair out of her face. "It's okay. Just relax and everything will be fine."

"Get it off me!" screams Roxie.

Realizing that talking to Roxie isn't going to work, you focus on the part of your consciousness that is the snake. It's disconcerting at first, like being in a huge earthquake. Looking around, you see that you are resting between two silky smooth mountains with the sky being blocked out by a thick canvas tent. The earth is rocking back and forth violently.

Once you get your bearings, you know that as the snake, things will look different to you. The mountains are Roxie's breasts. The tent is her shirt. The shaking and rocking is Roxie trying desperately to escape your serpentine stranglehold.

Thinking quickly, you turn your head and lash out at the heaving mass of titflesh. Your fangs pierce her skin and your breathing becomes heavy as you feel your intoxicating venom pour into her. The rocking subsides after a few moments and you release your powerful bite. Turning around, you slither down and emerge from beneath the heavy canopy. A seemingly endless expanse of soft rounded bellyflesh stands before you. You move over it with ease, relishing the feel of her skin beneath you. A quick look back shows that your venom has done its job completely. A giant hand is diligently squeezing an even more monstrous mound of tit.

Sliding beneath a waistband that must be uncomfortably tight to Roxie, you slither through a thick forest of dark curly pubic grass. Moving over the edge of a cliff, you spy your target just ahead. With a slight wiggle, you **** the fleshy cave entrance open and move into its wet and murky depths. You travel for what seems like miles before you get to the end of the cave. It continues on further, but the hole is far too small for you to pass without the exhausting effort of going through a morph.

You begin wiggling your entire length vigorously and are rewarded by the sensation of the cave walls expanding and contracting over your serpentine form. The movement around you is intense as you feel the cave shoot up, down, left, and right with no rhyme or reason. Had you not been held so tightly by the pulsing walls of the cave, you might have been knocked ****.

Then, the wind is knocked out of you as the cave walls contract around you with crushing forth. The small opening in front of you spurts gallons of fluid at you and you are certain that you're going to drown.

Leaping back into your own body's consciousness, you smile. A post orgasmic Roxie lies with her head in your lap. The snake crawls out of your friend and gives you a brief round of pleasure as it slides its seven feet back inside of your dripping pussy.

"God," breathes Roxie. "Where can I get one of those?"