Vipers

Shrink-wrapped head to toe in thin black latex, mouth held agape by the sack from her last **** attempt to breathe before she passed out from asphyxiation, Rocketgirl didn't awaken when the first viper wriggled down the hose to enter the bag at her navel. She didn't awaken when the second viper followed, or the third.

Ms Jensen watched the **** heroine's body writhe a bit in its sleep in response to the wriggling of the snakes over her body. Through the latex, the villainess could see the outlines of the snakes' thin bodies wriggling over the heroine's form, sliding down her legs, up her chest.

She smiled as she watched one raise its head. It wasn't until its fangs sank into Rocketgirl's left nipple that the heroine lurched awake with a jolt. "YYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" she screamed at the sharp pain, then felt a throbbing numbness emanate from her left mammary.

"Uuuuhhhhh," she wailed in discomfort, her uncomfortable wriggling becoming much more purposeful now that she could actually feel the vipers slithering around her skin. "Whaaa ee aaaa?" she tried to voice her confusion, but the latex prevented her from articulating, her jaw held immobile. Upon making this discovery, she merely clacked her tongue up and down against her teeth and the roof of her mouth a few times, now trying to salvage some moisture as she realized her mouth felt very dry inside.

"Good morning, Rocketgirl," Ms Jensen said coolly. "I trust you slept well? You're sharing that teeny little sack with a few of my pets. There are three vipers in there with you. I didn't want to disturb your sleep or overwhelm you by bringing all my pets out to play. But now that you're awake, I think you're ready to play hostess. What do you say I bring out the whole nest of vipers?"

"Oh no no no no no," Rocketgirl articulated as best she could in her constricted state. She pulled with all her strength at the strong latex encasing her, struggling with all her might to escape. But the unyielding latex would not let her free.

"Nonsense," Ms Jensen cooed as she stepped around Rocketgirl's stiff but wriggling feet to the vivarium across from her. "Don't be shy." The vivarium was connected to the hose that led to Rocketgirl's abdomen, and the interior of the hose had been laced with pheromones to lure the snakes from their nest in the vivarium. But Ms Jensen had blocked the vivarium's entrance to the hose. She now lifted the block, and sure enough, the vipers immediately launched themselves over one another to get into the hose.

Ms Jensen laughed. "It appears my pets are most eager to meet you," she said as she watched the final viper disappear into the hose.

"Nooooo," wailed Rocketgirl in distress as she felt snake after snake make contact with her abdomen then slither elsewhere on her body.

The hose bounced up and down as the snakes continued to pour through. Ms Jensen watched gleefully as slowly but surely, Rocketgirl's body became completely covered in vipers. What had been a form-fitting latex sheath now appeared to encase a bloated form of Rocketgirl, one whose skin shimmered and danced in slow, mesmerizing motions, each part independently of the rest, yet all cohering into a hypnotic whole.

In short, it looked like Rocketgirl was made of slithering snakes.

"Uuuuughhhh," Rocketgirl groaned in discomfort. The tight latex prison now felt even more compressing as it **** the vipers' muscular bodies against her skin. Why did it have to be snakes? she wondered. Try as she might, she could not squirm away from their slimy, undulating, scaly bodies.

"That's it, Rocketgirl," Ms Jensen said. "Dance for me. Wriggle and writhe just like your new friends. Be at one with my nest of vipers. They're less likely to see you as a threat if they think you're one of them." She cackled as she watched the heroine squirm beneath the layer of vipers encasing her in the latex.