Fun with Mr. Snake (Vore Story)

The sun was dim as Hannah stumbled away from the campsite, the afternoon sun was waning, and night would soon be upon the forest. She grabbed a towel and headed toward the creek. Hannah was nearly five and a half feet tall with short dyed blue hair and light blue makeup on her face from the concert the night before. She yawned as she took the winding path down to the creek, already naked and ready for the refreshing water against her skin.

The sound of running water perked Hannah's ears as she found crystal water from the creek. She stepped into the icy cold water, sending chills throughout her body as her nipples hardened and shriveled in the cold water. She sat in the water up to her neck and rubbed her muscles. A gust of wind blew her towel away. Hannah stormed out of the water to retrieve it and ran down the forest path. After a futile chase, the towel was swallowed up by the forest, and Hannah realized she was now lost as well.

Hannah journeyed deeper into the woods, trying to find her way back to camp. She shivered as she was still cold and soaked, and the wind was biting at her flesh. Eventually, Hannah's strength waned, and she was forced to try to find a way to camp out for the night. She was so cold, she was willing to do anything to warm up, but Hannah didn't know how to start a fire. A slithering noise and rustling leaves broke the forest's silence. Entering the clearing was a giant snake with beautiful patterns and a long, warm-looking body.

A weird thought popped in Hannah's tired brain, and she smiled, watching the snake's forked tongue protrude and lick the air turning in her direction. She laid down on her side and pressed her legs together as the snake slithered over. The snake opened its mouth, and Hannah lifted her legs, and her feet entered the moist but hot interior of the snake's throat. The warmth was inviting, and she relaxed as the snake swallowed her ankles and began the slow process of traveling up her body.

The musky odor of the serpent got stronger as her knees disappeared into the soft pink interior of the snake's body. Hannah's legs were now nice in warm in the slick muscles of the snake's throat clinging to her flesh, warming the woman's flesh. She arched up as her buttocks were sucked into the mouth of the snake. Hannah placed her hand on the snake and patted it on the head. Drool and saliva dripped down her midriff as the snakes savored Hannah and squeezed her fleshy body between its jaws.

"That's a good boy," Hannah said as she laid down, allowing the snake to easily swallow her body as the throat muscles gripped her waist, pulling her into the wet insides. Soon she will be inside the living sleeping bag and have an excellent warm sleep, and the snake stretched its mouth to accommodate Hannah's breasts.

Hannah's chest slid into his throat, and only Hannah's head and arms remained in the chilled air of the approaching night. Hannah could hear the snake's heartbeat as her head entered the throat. She looked up and saw the forest disappear around a circle of pink flesh as her head was gulped. Hannah's hands were pulled into the snake's mouth, and with a final swallow, her fingertips slipped down the serpent's throat.

A feminine-shaped bulge traveled beneath the scales down the snake's length, Hannah's form visible within the serpent's body on her way to the stomach. She entered the snake's belly and was intoxicated with the warm, comfortable interior clinging to her body as slime and juices were sprayed on her tender flesh. She moaned and flexed as her body was encased with the meaty sleeping bag pulsing and contracting on her naked body.

The snake with a full belly turned and headed toward its burrow, passing by a familiar camp just a few feet away from where it found its meal.