Emily was on an organised trip through the Amazon. She had signed up over a year ago, as places were very hard to come by. Today was the snake hunt day. Her group of seven people, plus a guide, were going through the swamps, looking for anacondas, which she hoped the guide would catch so she could have a look at one.
The group had been wading through the mud and water for nearly an hour, without any luck. The heat meant that Emily had had a lot to drink, and now she needed to pee. She asked the guide if they could stop, and go elsewhere, but he said they had to continue, and told her that if she needed to pee so badly, she could go away from the main group, and hide in the grass. "What about the snakes?" she asked. "They won't bother you, you're too big for them to eat." replied the guide.
Emily walked away until she was out of sight of the rest of the group. She found a hard, flatter bit of ground to stand on, and, balancing carefully, took down her skirt and panties, and squatted down. She started to let herself go and piss shot out. She sighed in relief as her bladder emptied. Suddenly, the ground moved below her, and she fell, landing in the mud and grass, halting her pee. She dropped her clothes in the mud, and swore.
She got up from the mud, and wiped some from her face. She looked round for her panties. She felt round in the mud, trying to find them. Under her hand, she felt something move, the thing which she had been standing on. It moved again, rippling under her touch.
She shouted out to the others, trying to get some help. She heard no reply, and realised that she was too far away for them to hear her. She started to panic, and started to run to where she thought that the others were. After not more than a few yards, she tripped and fell again, landing heavily on her face.
Underneath her, she felt the large, hard thing again. She tried to work out what it was. She thought it might be a snake, but it seemed bigger than the guide had said. It was a couple of feet wide, and she couldn't tell her long it was. Because of its size, she thought that it might be a log, but it seemed to be too smooth, and besides, there were no trees nearby.
It moved again, and she realised that it was alive! She started to scrabble up and get away from it. Suddenly, it moved again, and round her feet and legs. She fell forward and placed her hands in front of her to cushion the fall. Under her hands, in the grass and mud, she felt a huge head. She realised that this thing under her was a snake, and a huge one.
She got up again, and heard a ripping noise. Her T-shirt had caught on something, and had ripped, exposing her breasts, as she was not wearing a bra. She started to run blindly, pulling of the remains of her tattered shirt. Now she was completely naked, but covered in mud.
The snake grabbed her again round her legs and pulled her down again. It started to coil round her upper legs and her waist. The weight of the snake held her down in the water. She felt below her, down to the mud underneath her. It must have been a foot and a half from her legs to the ground, all of which was the body of the snake.
The snake started to coil round more of Emily, turning her round with its strength. She tried to hold herself still, but there was nothing to grip against, and she doubted it would be any use. The snake tightened, and by now was round to below her breasts. Another turn, and a huge coil was round her breasts, and covering her face. There were only four coils round her, yet they more than covered her entire body.
The snake started to tighten itself round her, crushing the breath out of her lungs. The mud helped the snake slide over her, and she could feel the coolness on her bare skin. She found herself strangely aroused by her situation. She did not know whether it was the slippery mud, the coolness of the mud and the snake's skin, the smoothest of the skin or the pressure which turned her on, but she found herself enjoying the combination.
Slowly, the snake tightened around her. As it grew tighter, so her future orgasm grew stronger. She started to try and release her orgasm, by rubbing her vagina, but she could barely move her hands. She felt her oxygen going as the snake tightened, and she started to black out. As she lost consciousness, her bladder relaxed, and emptied, cleaning the mud off the snake with its force.
As Emily fell unconscious, the snake stopped squeezing, knowing its prey was ready to be eaten. Once it was sure she was not moving, it uncoiled itself from round her feet and started to move its giant head towards them. Its head dwarfed her legs and feet, nearly a foot and a half wide. Slowly, it opened its mouth and closed it over her feet.
With the coils of the snake relaxed, air began to come back into Emily's lungs. This air, as well as the pain of the snake's teeth on her legs, slowly revived Emily, and she regained consciousness. While she still could not see what was happened, her face being blocked by a huge green and brown coil, she felt the teeth on her legs, and the acidity of the snake's saliva on her feet.
The snake opened its mouth again, and swallowed. Its powerful throat muscles pulled her feet down, and into its mouth came Emily's legs, up to the second of the snake's coils. It uncoiled again, revealing her vagina and her hands to the air. She took advantage of this, and started to rub herself, trying to return her orgasm of earlier.
Her movement alerted the snake to her revival. With her feet and legs firmly gripped in its mouth, the snake uncoiled itself from her, ready to coil again, better than before. As the coils moved away from her face, she saw for the first time the entire snake. It appeared to be two feet wide at its widest, and had three times the length of her body lying by her, with another twenty feet away from her.
As she struggled to free herself, within seconds the snake came back to her and started to coil round again. The first coil went round her face, suffocating her. The next went round her breasts, pushing them flat against her chest. A third went round her waist, down to the snake's head.
The snake started to constrict her again. She struggled against it, but without effect. Slowly, her life was being crushed from her body. This time, she did not lose consciousness as quickly. She stopped struggling, realising the futility, and tried to hold her breath. Suddenly she heard a crack, and felt a sharp pain in her lungs. She realised that she must be hearing her ribs snap, under the snake's immense pressure.
The pain was now becoming unbearable. She had almost no breath left, a selection of cracked ribs, and feet and legs in the mouth of the snake. She decided to give up her struggle, and lay still. This time, however, the snake wanted to make sure she was unconscious before it continued eating her. It carried on crushing, her, forcing every last drop of air from her lungs.
Now Emily was completely still, the snake continued to eat her. It opened its mouth wide and swallowed again. The muscles rippled over her feet and dragged them down towards the snake's stomach. The snake's mouth closed over her waist and she felt its strong digestive juices washed over her vagina. The acidity stung, but as the snake had relaxed its grip slightly, reducing the pain of its crushing, she found this pleasurable.
The snake swallowed again, and now the snake's mouth was just below her breasts, and her vagina was now in its throat. As the snake swallowed, the muscles contracted over her, and she felt a rush of arousal. The snake swallowed again, but she did not move further down. Looking down, she realised that it was having trouble opening its mouth wide enough to fit over her breasts. It swallowed again, and its powerful throat muscles rippled again, bringing her closer to orgasm.
In her ecstasy, she was unable to stay as still as she liked, and as she writhed the snake stopped trying to swallow. It tightened its one remaining coil on her, crushing her breasts flat against her chest and smothering her breathing.
"No!" she cried. "Don't stop now!" Then, to her delight, the crushing of the coil upon her breasts enabled them to fit into the snake's mouth. The snake swallowed, pulling her breasts into its mouth. The powerful swallow at once returned her orgasm. However, it left only her head exposed, and she knew that was soon to follow. By this stage, though, she didn't care, and just wanted to feel the muscles over her breasts.
The snake swallowed again, and dragged her head into its mouth. She tasted its bitter saliva in her own mouth. It gave a great swallow and pulled her down. The muscles rippled over her, bringing waves of ecstasy up her body. Each time the muscles contracted over her vagina she became more aroused. Even more arousing to her was the knowledge that these same muscle contractions were bringing her to her doom.
Suddenly the snake stopped swallowing, and she heard voices through its thick skin. She realised that the rest of her group must be near. She felt the snake start to move, twisting her in unnatural directions. It dropped down a foot or so, and water started to enter its throat. She guessed that it had submerged itself to avoid detection.
It was nearly a minute since her head had been swallowed, and she was running short of what little breath she had remaining. Although there was some air, it was bitter with the snake's saliva, and it hurt her to breathe it.
The snake settled, and she felt its muscles contract around her. By now her feet were no longer crushed and she guessed that they had reached the snake's stomach. She knew that she had very little time left, but she still could breathe a little, although every one of the snake's contractions made it harder.
As she moved down the remaining air became very acidic. She shut her eyes and imagined that she was no longer in a snake, but in the arms of her lover. The snake's muscles contracted again, and she could feel her orgasm very close. One more contraction and she was there. She moaned in ecstasy, and felt her juices flow out to meet the digestive juices of the snake.
The snake swallowed again, and again Emily came, more than before. Her orgasm was almost unbearable in its ferocity, and so much better than any ever before. Another swallow, and she came again, crying out in joy. Her pulse was racing, and she found herself unable to breathe, the snake's muscles pressed against her face, and its digestive juices in her mouth and nose.
She was now in a state of extreme ecstasy, the contractions of the snake bringing her higher and higher. By now she was unable to come any more, the pleasure being so intense. Yet as she became more and more aroused, she started to black out, her orgasm taking oxygen faster and faster. She felt herself losing consciousness, and willed herself to stay awake for a little longer. The snake gave another great swallow, and her mind went off everything but her orgasm.
She was now very nearly gone, hanging on to life by a thread. As she came down from the swallow, waiting for the next, she saw her life flash before her eyes. Images of other encounters with snakes came up, of her own pet snake Kaa, memories of him round her, bringing her to orgasm at his touch. She imagined him between her legs, and round her, at home in bed, and realised how small the seemingly powerful orgasms with him were compared to what this snake was giving her. She imagined Kaa with her now, in this giant snake, more than twice Kaa's size. He would be wrapped round her body, crushing her, rubbing against her, and dying with her. She said his name to herself as she imagined him with her.
Suddenly the snake swallowed again, bringing her back into the real world. Her thoughts of Kaa brought one last orgasm, greater than the rest. She screamed "Kaaaaaaaaaa," but almost no sound came out. Then, as she tried to scream, she stopped suddenly, and fell unconscious.
By Konstricta