It was a warm,humid day especially in the small swamp where Miguel found himself after his narrow ecape from the place where the jack had held him captive for so long.It was a wonder really,that having just fed he was able to stay ahead of the blaze that consumed the house and its owner, Bill the photographer, who had gotten drunk and fallen asleep with a lit cigarrette.Before he could upload the digital video for the wealthy, powerful clients that would be paying him A million dollars each to provide the images of Miguel slowly constricting and devouring Barb, the petite blonde model he had brought home that day.The huge yellow anaconda had gotten out and made his way to a small creek nearby.this creek fed into the river a few miles downstream,which in turn wended its way to the swamp where Miguel now dwelt.As it turned out this swamp abutted on the north side of a small secluded beach on a lake.This beach was on private land and was the favorite hangout of skinnydippers and nude sunbathers due to its remote location and difficulty of access,difficult to the two legged ones, but not for Miguel.
As the mighty serpent lay sunning himself when the need came upon him again,the scent of prey was wafting to him on the light summer breeze.The anaconda slipped into the murky water and swam in the direction of the scent,only his eyes broke the surface of the water.He slipped halfway out of the water and raised his head to lick the wind.There, not far from where he lay hidden in the tall grass,she was.Her scent was the flower/fruity one he had come to associate with this new prey the jack had introduced to him.
Alicia was a regular to this beach even though it had been a couple of weeks since she found the time to get here, she had come on a whim after getting out of work early and had come straight from the office.As she had kept a small blanket and a bottle of tanning oil in the trunk of her car for just such occasions.She was a pretty woman in her mid twenties five feet eight inches with flowing black hair just past her shoulders and of a slim but tight and muscular build, her ribs only occasionally showed as she arched her back and put her hair up loosely then slowly began oiling her face and throat.pausing to play briefly with the gold chain that encircled it, she moved down over her supple breasts dwelling on them long enough to gently roll her firm, sizable nipples between the thumb and forefingers of each hand,then sliding down her taut belly and peirced navel to the neatly trimmed wisps of her jet black pubic hair.Dwelling again for a somewhat longer time on the folds of her moist sex,before squirting more oil on her hands and continuing the pace down her tanned golden thighs,hips shins and calves she then closed her eyes and lay fully supine in the warm afternoon sun.
Miguel lay in easy striking distance to the prey creature, her meaty aroma tantalizing his tongue as he lay there lazily taking it in,then slowly,quietly he began pulling his coils in for the moment when he would lunge forth and seize his tender prize.Colossal and muscular they were,more than a match for the doe that lay before him glistening in the sun.She would occasionally shift her position, rising up on her elbows and tilting her head back the better to assure her throat was also tanning evenly.the only sound was that of the soft onshore breeze. Then even as the serpent prepared to strike the woman arose and shaking her hair loose, strode toward the lake and dove in.Unperturbed, Miguel slid to the waters edge and pausing only a nanosecond,slipped in after her.
Alicia,excellent swimmer that she was quickly swam out fifty yards with clean, powerful strokes.The mighty beast that stalked her was also a very powerful swimmer indeed,the anaconda is even more at home in the water than on land.Turning over the young woman struck out on a northward course,paralelling the beach doing a backstroke for another twenty five yards.She paused to tread water,upright with leisurely kicks of her strong legs turning around slowly noting that there were no others on the beach or in the water.Little knowing that she was not alone, below her,thirty three feet of ravening herpetile approached.Miguel having easily caught up with the doe sniffed the water with his flickering tongue sensing her heat in the cool water he turned his shovel-head toward her and with powerful lashes of his long sinuous body closed the distance to his prey.
The woman was about to strike out in a southerly direction back to a point paralel to where her blanket and clothing awaited when she felt the building pressure wave of the approaching predator in the water, she had just gone onto her back again spreading her legs for a powerful kick when she felt the huge presense between her thighs.The snake had built up such momentum in his upward thrust that his massive head rose on a column black and yellow spotted muscle almost three feet above her loins,Miguel opened his maw and released a loud hiss,staring briefly at his victim before his momentum was spent and rotating slightlyplunged back into the water his head reentering beside her just below her armpit, dragging the shocked woman beneath the surface before she could scream.
Wrapping Alicia quickly in merciless coils from her hips up to her ribcage just beneath her breasts.Her arms were still free and she instinctively grabbed for the serpents head the mighty brute broke free of her grasp and slipped more of his bulk over her shoulder and back up around her throat. she writhed and squirmed trying to pummel the savage creature with her fists and break the tight grip his muscular body had on hers.Her heart was pounding as her efforts quickly used up the oxygen in her last breath and her struggles weakened,futile from the outset. Miguel tightened his grip,her heartbeat slowing as,with conciousness fading the last of her escaping life,a line of bubbles rising to the surface from her nose and mouth. The intertwined mass of anaconda and woman flesh continued to plunge deeper beneath the waves.
The last sight Alicia would have was the anaconda's open jaws haloed by the afternoon sun dappled surface of the lake, a world away and a lifetime ago.As the ravenous snake began the slow deliberate process ingesting her still warm,spasmodically twitching body.
Later,as Miguel lay,again sunning himself to aid in the digestion of his feast, in a remote part of the swamp.The breeze brought the smell of a group of two~legs,jacks as well as some does.They were there, investigating the disappearence and presumed drowning of Alicia Harper, her car was being towed from nearby as the sherriff noted the one set of her footprints leading to but nowhere leading back from the lake's edge. the case was closed as a drowning even though her body would never be found.
By Histah