Bad Medicine III

Just my luck. I finally get Andy into the sack, and it ends with me covering him in snake splooge. Not how I pictured this to go. But then again, I didn't picture myself as a busty naga. Like, ever. And yet, here I am. Andy's hands on my massive, scaly ti—and they're gone.

But I get why Andy's current priority has shifted away from my snake tiddies. The mass of cum on his face must feel at least a little gross... and make breathing a little harder than it has to be. And indeed, Andy begins wiping his face clean, flinging globs of cum onto my sheets and the floor. Not that I can complain, it's my fault after all. Also, the mess I made with my first orgasm is still quite a bit larger.

“Ugh, bah! Listen, it felt great, but that...?” Sputtering and cursing, Andy keeps cleaning himself, still straddling my tail. My shaftsnake, meanwhile, sheepishly uncoils itself from around Andy's waist. “You could have warned me! I think I swallowed some!”

Both my shaftsnake and I freeze at that. If I'm correct...

“Unnfh! Wha...?”

Looks like I am. Andy's cock, until now slowly wilting where it rested on my crotch, is rock-hard and raring to go in an instant. Andy himself is now massaging the cum on his chest and lower belly into his skin, groaning lewdly as his dick throbs and swells visibly. I can barely contain my excitement – my body feels amazing, and if Andy ends up like me? All the better.

“I'mmmh... so horny...”

I can tell – from where I'm grinning up at Andy, I see his nipples grow larger, already visibly erect and puffy. Not that his throbbing, lengthening shaft isn't already enough of an indicator. Moving my hands to his thighs, I feel them tense and twitch under my fingers, my shaftsnake deciding to latch onto the nipple Andy isn't currently playing with, his right hand wrapped around his cock – or rather, gripping it. It has grown to thick for him to fully encircle it with his fingers.

Which in turn makes my shaftsnake drool harder, more cum dripping down Andy's front as I keep massaging his thighs, feeling the muscles under them ripple and flex as he keeps bucking his hips, pumping his shaft desperately. His left, however, is no longer just flicking and pulling his nipple – the mound swelling below it gives Andy plenty of sensitive flesh to squeeze and caress, my shaftsnake doing its best to keep sucking the other nipple while it pushes its body against Andy's torso.

As Andy's fat glans reaches the underside of my enormous tits, slowly beginning to flatten into the signature shaftsnake head, I realize through the pleasure coursing through me that the length of my shaftsnake is brushing over something strange on Andy's body – tiny little nubs that throb and pulse with his heartbeat. What exactly...?

“Mngh!” I can't follow this though any further as I feel Andy's shaftsnake lick my scaly underboob, smearing it with cum. I haven't even noticed it was this far along! “Well, hello there.”

Andy shudders as scales grow on his entire body, stark, shining white in his case, his front a light grey and his breasts palm-filling by now. All four of them. And I can barely spare them a glance, or the third set of nipples growing below the swelling orbs – because my shaftsnake decides to let go of Andy's breast and instead twist its entire length around its twin growing from Andy's crotch, creating an incredibly erotic version of a caduceus. The snakes begin writhing and twisting against each other, slurping and drooling as they begin kissing and licking each other's snouts as they push through my cleavage. The sensations are indescribable, barely letting me breathe, my hands freezing on Andy's widening hips.

“Nngghaawwd!” Andy doesn't seem to have that problem, vocal as he is – although he begins to sound rather like a she now. “Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!”

The last expletive is less an exclamation of lust and more owed to the fact that Andy suddenly topples forwards and collapses into the soft cushion of my mammaries, unbalanced by the fact that his legs have begun to lengthen and fuse, turning into a tail just like mine.

“God, this is so fucked up,” Andy hisses as he puts his hands to the left and right of me, gazing down at my snout from slitted eyes full of lust as his own snout begins to form. Do my eyes look the same, I wonder? “Feels so good...”

Four breasts press into my much larger ones, pushing them together to make my cleavage much tighter for our shaftsnakes to slither through, pulsing and throbbing with lust, drooling so much cum that they easily slip through the valley of scaly boobflesh. But, I realize, I feel two more boobs push into my stomach as they swell together with their sisters further up, and at least two more stiff nipples poke into the body of my shaftsnake as Andy keeps writhing in pleasure on top of me, our tails twisting around each other's much like our shaftsnakes. And all along my tail, I can feel erect little teats poke out from between Andy's scales, pushing into my own.

“Soon, it'll feel even better,” I breathe, pulling Andy's face closer to my own. With my massive breasts and his more modest ones – still growing, mind you – between us, kissing would be impossible if not for our snouts. “I love you, Andy...”

“Call me Annie...” Closing her eyes, snout pushing out into its final, serpentine form, Annie leans forwards the last inch, pressing the front of her maw against mine into a strange, thrilling kiss, cum bubbling from both our throats, mixing and dripping down to accumulate in my hood on both sides of my neck.

We continue to kiss, our forked tongues twisting around each other just like our shaftsnakes and tails – Annie's cock is finally long enough for both shaftsnake heads to poke from my cleavage, and the two of them make the enormous orbs jiggle and quake with their vigorous thrusting, still entwined and kissing and licking each other's head with gusto.

Not that my tits are the only thing wobbling erotically – Annie's own tits, the top row finally stopping their expansion at a respectable size for most pornstars, but paling against mine of course, are squeezed and jostled by our motions, as are their still-swelling siblings. All along the growing length of Annie's tail. I can feel swelling breasts sandwich my shaftsnake coiled around Annie's, I can feel more pushing out against every inch of my front – scaly, soft and, judging by how Annie moans and gasps into my snout, very sensitive even as they grow.

Which of course only motivates me to press my body tighter against hers, move and twist so I can make sure I hit as many of her nipples as often as I can, a lustful smile twisting my snout. Sadly, the excited squeal from Annie makes her break off the kiss, her voice now high-pitched and breathy compared to my more sultry tones. But the look of absolute bliss on Annie's face as she arcs her back makes it all worth it, as does the added pressure on my enormous melons.

With tits now growing on the entirety of Annie's front, I only have to move my hands down a few inches to caress the sides of the pair growing at her hips, making Annie writhe in pleasure on top of me, the resulting pull on our shaftsnakes feeling simply exquisite.

Of course, I'm by no means content fondling just one pair of tits when there's, what, thirty? Running down from where you'd expect tits on a woman right to the tip of Annie's tail, their final size varying depending on how wide her body is where they grow. I can tell because to my relief, Annie's many boobies have stopped growing; I don't know how I would have handled her reaching the same size as me but with so many more titties!

Probably the same as I'm doing now: Fondling this pair and then that, flick a nipple here, and one there, grope one of the fat funbags at Annie's wide hips while squeezing another, smaller one at her waist... I can't get enough of her many endowments, soft and scaly as they are. It makes my shaftsnake throb and buzz with pleasure beyond what the stimulation of it writhing against Annie's ex-cock provides. These bodies are sooo exciting, beyond anything I've ever experienced with either men or women.

And, as I distantly realize in a part of my mind, I want to share these transformations further, see how Elaine will turn out...

“Mmmfgh!” I suddenly feel the sensation of a shaftsnake snout on mine like before, but something is amiss. My lust-addled brain takes a second to work it through, but I soon realize that it's not my shaftsnake's tongue that slips into my maw, but Annie's.

But the only thing that changes is that I don't feel any feedback from my own shaftsnake as my eyes fall closed and I melt into the strange, yet already familiar kiss – but I can feel my shaftsnake wrap my enormous right melon to suck on the stiff, fat nipple capping it, although it has to **** itself between me and Annie to reach it. I'd feel bad for monopolizing the two cuties if it didn't feel so mindblowingly good, and if Annie wasn't squealing and moaning uncontrollably under my ministrations all along her body, be it with tail or hands or shaftsnake. Although the latter is not really my doing as the two strange beings do have a mind all of their own.

That said, they are exceedingly good at making us feel good. Somehow, they manage to thrust and writhe through my cleavage while Annie's shaftsnake keeps drooling cum all over my snout as it kisses me and mine flicks its forked tongue over my throbbing nipple, and their bodies hit almost every breast and nipple on Annie's torso in turn. My pumpkin-sized hooters pulse with pleasure, feeling almost as good as my shaftsnake does, their sensitive nipples even feeling better. Particularly with a shaftsnake sucking on one of them.

Opening my eyes just a little, I see Annie's slack snout over me dripping cum onto my neck and tits, her eyes heavy and half-lidded as she moans and squeals and hisses in pleasure, not caring that the entire apartment building can likely hear us. Not that I care, myself not being exactly quiet, but my wanton moaning is a bit muffled by the shaftsnake kissing me. And yet, this look of mind-numbing bliss on Annie's face...

It turns out that it's the final straw that breaks my orgasm discipline's back. I always loved to see and hear my partners in the throes of pleasure, the more obviously they were enjoying themselves, the better. And by God, seeing that sexy snake snout stretch into a sex-drunk, dopey smile – it sets of a veritable rave of butterflies inside my stomach, and I can feel the telltale tightness begin to build in my loins and throat. Only this time, I'm a bit more prepared.

SPLURT!

Instead of exploding all over Annie's face again, I angle my head and let the enormous jet of cum fountain into our combined cleavage, painting my red-scaled bazongas as white as Annie's back scales – together with her light-grey front-scales. At the same time, squirt after squirt of cum shoots out from between our breasts as my shaftsnake tenses again and again, emptying whatever I have instead of balls now all over our fronts.

If we thought our soft, smooth scales were made slippery by the cum we and our shaftsnakes were drooling, Annie and I now learn better – the sticky mass of my swimmers between us makes us slicker than anything I've ever known. And I've extensively experimented with lube, soap, bubblebaths...

And this new sensation obviously sends Annie over the edge, making her howl of pleasure turn into a strange gurgle as her jaw drops open – and the fat glob of cum shooting forth hits me right in the face together with the ropes of pearlescent jizz blasting from her shaftsnake.

I suppose I had that coming, I think, expecting the fact that my snout and hood are now covered in sticky whiteness to ruin the afterglow, but to my surprise, this facial feels rather like a treatment at a high-class spa to me, hot and soothing as it oozes over my snout.

What does kind of ruin the afterglow is Annie's frantic apologies as she tries to untangle herself from my tail, only to use her balance and fall off the bed. Luckily, she pulls our cum-slick shaftsnakes apart instead of hurting them and by extension us.