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Chapter #7
Reptiles rule, baby
by: Unknown
You finally manage to shake off the strange spell...in time to feel her hot, wet muzzle slide over your head. You try to struggle, but her grip is too tight. You are still able to breathe, however; there even seems to be somewhat fresh air inside the naga. Your level of relief drops, however, when you realize that this means you'll be alive as you are digested. Your struggle attempts renew, but are still hopeless. By now, the naga's jaws are working in your breasts, and you figure your own head must be just above her own chest. You keep up your futile squirming as your massive gut that had absorbed so many of your own meals was mashed, squeezed, and massaged into the greedy reptilian jaws. Then, she unloops several coils, and pauses...is she...
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