I'd walked a long way from my village, climbing the mountain trail into the next valley looking for the herbs and roots I needed for my spells and cures. When I saw the narrow waterfall spilling down the cliff into the sun-warmed pool below I couldn't resist; I was hot and dirty from the climb, and the water was too enticing to pass by. I stopped and listened, but heard nothing but the reassuring sound of the falling water and the far-away calls of the forest animals; I was alone.
Stripping off my clothing I left it piled at the pool's edge along with my knife and gathering bag, walking slowing into the clear blue water. It was deliciously warm against my skin, refreshing and clean. I spent more time that I'd intended swimming, washing, and just floating on my back with the sun shining down on my face. Finally I pulled myself out of the water onto a warm, moss-covered rock that slanted up out of the water at the deeper end of the pool, the muted roar of the waterfall raining down lulling me to sleep as I lay back, the air and sun drying my skin.
Something roused me sometime later; an odd gurgle in the water, the silence of the many sweetly calling birds that had accompanied my frolics in the pool with their songs. As I struggled up from sleep I felt it; the cool wet sliding of scales against my leg. My eyes flew open, wide and horrified as I saw the largest snake I'd ever see slithering out of the water onto the mossy rock where I'd been sleeping. Its head was easily the size of a large man's, teeth like daggers and flat black eyes that -- did I only imagine it? -- seemed to be filled with a terrible knowledge and cruel delight. Quicker than a thought it struck as I screamed - unable to help myself so overcome with terror I was -- its teeth biting into my shoulder as it flexed its muscular body and began winding me in its thick coils. The snake was both long and heavy, the coils tightening around me until I could barely breath, pinning my arms to my sides as it wrapped around my torso. I kicked and screamed until my lungs burned and my limbs grew weak, but the snakes smooth cool scales continued to slide over my skin, enmeshing me further in their embrace.
Finally the serpent seemed satisfied that I was helpless, retracting its teeth from my aching shoulder as its head reared back, black tongue flickering over my face as I cried out again and turned my head away. Another powerful contraction of the snakes body rippled around me as it shifted, wrapping my torso from just below my breasts to my hips. I was on my back, completely ensnared, looking up at the snake's flat black eyes -- just waiting for it to start to devour me. But, it seemed, the strangely intelligent seeming creature had other plans for me.
The serpent's mouth gapped open as it hissed threateningly, then dipping its head and letting its forked black tongue trace over my heaving breasts. I shuddered, revolted, but it seemed to excite the snake as its tongue flickered over my nipple, wrapping around the fear-hardened bud. I gasped at the shock of sensation, then screamed -- and screamed again as I felt the coils shift around me, the lower half of the snake's long body sliding between my thighs, against the secret folds of my sex. I shuddered in horror as its tail slowly wrapped around my thigh, the ripples of muscular contractions sliding the cool, slick, slightly rough scales of the snake's underside over and over the folds of my cunt while its tongue continued to flick and tug on my hardened nipples. To my horror and shame I could feel myself becoming aroused from the stimulation, the smell of my juices scenting the air.
The snake shuddered as its tongue tasted the smell of me, my arousal, those cruel black eyes reflecting impossible knowledge as it reared back and hissed down at me. As I shuddered in fear I could feel something else rubbing against my nether lips, something rougher -- almost as though covered in soft spines -- that grew firmer and larger moment to moment. Hissing at me again the snake's coils loosened -- though not enough for me to be able to wriggle loose from its embrace -- pulling away from my sex, its tail wrapped only loosely, as though an anchor, around my leg. I couldn't help but look down my body to see what was happening, why it had stopped squeezing and sliding against me. I dearly wished that I had not, in that moment, as I saw the thick protrusions that jutted from a slit in its -- no HIS -- scales. Though not overly long, the dual hemipenes were frighteningly broad, with the red, swollen heads covered with what seemed to be soft spines or hooks. Even as I looked down at them in wide-eyed disbelief they twitched and flexed as the snake rotated the loop of his lower body to -- as I then realized with dawning fear and revulsion -- line up with the moist warm slit of my pussy.
