Raped By The Boa Constrictor

by Penelope Liksit

A snake escapes from the local zoo. I wake up to discover I am in its clutches. But it doesn't want to swallow me whole. This snake is hungry for something else...

Excerpt:

There is something on the TV about a boa constrictor that’s escaped from the zoo that’s actually not too far away from here. Hmm, someone was going to get a big shock if they happened upon that thing. Boa constrictors were those huge snakes that could crush a man to death and even swallow him whole. What an awful way to go that would be.

I finished off my wine and laid my glass down. My eyes began to droop. Sleep beckoned as the voice of the anchorman on TV drifted further and further away.

“Be sure to keep you doors and windows locked folks. A boa is a predatory animal, you will want to be on your guard…”

I am having some horrible dream about smothering. I feel like my entire body is somehow being squeezed tighter and tighter, by something cold and slimy.

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My eyes snap open, I gasp for breath. I make to move but something is wrong. I can’t move my arms or legs, and it feels like my body is still being crushed. My mouth is open, I’m desperately trying to suck in air but I can’t. I am fully awake now. What the hell is going on?

I look down. And I piss myself. I can barely comprehend what I am seeing. There is a snake on my body. A huge, black and brown scaled, slithering, slimy, cold blooded, hissing reptile coiled around me, squeezing and chilling me to the bone.

Suddenly it relaxes its grip, allowing me to breathe and scream, scream the house down, scream to high heaven, but nobody comes to help me.

I am alone, naked and vulnerable on the floor of my apartment, in the clutches of this powerful predator.

He raised his head up and looks right at me with those cold reptilian eyes, opening his mouth to flick out that long forked tongue, the tip touching my lips in a perverse and sickening kiss. As I try to pull away he moves his body, his slimy essence now all over me, his scales so cold I can hardly bare it. I whimper, I scream again. Then something bizarre happens.

He slides off my breasts, exposing them, then brings his head up and down. What the hell is going on here? He pauses for a few seconds, as if to take in the sight of my mountainous melons, then flicks out that devilish tongue onto my nipple.

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