“EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!”
A loud shriek pierced the otherwise silent apartment as a grey blur zipped out from the bathroom, a yellow trail following after her.
“VINYL! YOUR STUPID SNAKE WAS COILED UP IN THE BATHTUB! AGAIN!” Octavia screamed, calming down somewhat enough to remember: this late at night, Vinyl wasn't even home! She was out at one of the clubs doing her DJ thing.
"I swear, it's just one thing after another with that Celestia damned snake," she muttered in complaint. She did her best to ignore the yellow puddle between her legs. Despite the object of her annoyance not being there, Octavia took a deep breath and let out all the things bothering her about Vinyl’s snake.
"First it was all the heat lamps for the snake, but does Vinyl help pay for the extra electricity? Then the damned thing got into the pantry and ate all the food! Did Vinyl help pay to replace the groceries? THEN there was the time he licked my clit while I was masturbating! But no matter what I say, she just won't listen!"
After her loud, fast rant, the grey mare was panting hard and trying to catch her breath. In the process of doing so, she didn't hear when the apartment door clicked open. She also didn’t hear the hoofclops of somepony approaching. Thinking she was still alone in the apartment, she sighed loudly before blurting out rather loudly, "It wouldn't surprise me, with how big and long that snake is, if she's compensating cause she wants a hard cock between her legs!"
"Who DOESN'T want a cock between their legs, hahaha!"
Octavia whirled around, a blush on her face from getting caught saying something quite embarrassing, as well as a deep frown.
"YOU! Vinyl, your snake was curled up in the tub again. That… that thing! nearly scared me to death! You have to do something about it and..."
"Blah blah blah, you're always nagging me about my snake! And HE has a name! Wubsy! And I’d appreciate it if you called him by it."
Despite her obvious annoyance of having her loving snake called an IT, Vinyl Scratch pounced on Octavia in a split second and gave her a tight hug.
"And another thing! You're always coming in at Celestia knows what time, stinking of sweat and booze and-" Octavia paused from the suddeness of the hug. Vinyl was being overly affectionate which meant only one thing. "Celestia dammit! You've been injecting the pot again, haven't you?"
Vinyl shook her head as she continued her hug and laughed.
"Silly Octapus, you smoke pot, you don't inject it! Ha ha ha, you're funny when you're naive!"
Octavia fumed and wiggled out of Vinyl's tight hug, shoving her hands against Vinyl's chest. "You know I HATE that nickname!"
“Awww, don’t be a…” Vinyl paused, giggling like a little schoolgirl. “SOURpus!”
Octavia grunted in frustration and pushed against Vinyl’s chest again. “I can’t EVER talk to you when you’re like this, and the only time you’re even alert enough is if you’re stoned or drunk!” Behind Octavia came a rather loud hissing sound from the snake, which had made his way from the bathroom to the living room. In surprise, she turned and shrieked at the thing before turning back to chastise Vinyl some more. To Octavia’s surprise, though, she was nowhere to be found. “VINYL! GET IN HERE!”
A few seconds later, Vinyl Scratch returned to the main room, drinking a glass of water and giving a hard swallow. “What was that, Octapus?” she replied, sitting down on one of the couches. Vinyl spread her legs and slowly removed her sweaty top, giving a sigh when her breasts flopped free. “Oh, hi there,” she said with a small, lazy wave to her pet snake. “How’s my little Wubsy doing tonight?”
The snake slithered over and gave a small hiss, coiling up at Vinyl’s hooves. She reached down and gave a light rub on her pet’s head, smiling. Vinyl stretched a little more and let her head roll back against the back of the sofa. Her glasses shifted a little bit and showed off her bloodshot eyes. “Oooohhhhohohoho yeah… it’s kicking in now,” said Vinyl Scratch, slowly lifting her head to look at the snake again. She smiled wide and reached a hand out to give another pat to her snake. The drugs in her system began to tap into her subconscious, manifesting her complaints as if they were coming from the snake.
“Octavia’ssssssssss alwaysssssss nagging you, isssssssssssssn’t sssssshe?”
Vinyl slowly nodded as she stared at the snake with a semi blank stare. “Y-yeah, she is, why do you ask, Wubsy?” Octavia, on the other hand, was quite weirded out by the way Vinyl was acting. Why was she talking to the snake as if he was talking to her? Octavia felt rather tired though, since it was late, so she decided to just deal with the pair in the morning. Even though she knew with Vinyl’s hangover not much would be accomplished.
“Oh, you two are just impossible!” Octavia hissed out, clenching her fists tight. “I’m going to bed!” With those words, she stomped her way to her room and slammed her door shut. Slammed it just a little bit too hard that the door slowly creaked partly open.
Back in the living room, Vinyl Scratch had, in the process of talking to her snake, stripped completely naked, various pieces of sweaty clothing strewn about everywhere. It was the snake’s suggestion, after all. Wasn’t it quite hot in the room? So what use was there to wear clothing?
“Well yes, Wubsy, she does nag nag nag about you and me, but mostly you. No Wubsy, I don’t hate you. What’s that? You think there’s a way to convince Octavia to stop nagging? But we shouldn’t bother her, she just went to bed and- Oh, you want to sleep with her tonight? I guess that’s ok, but if you wake her up she’ll freak out.”
From what Vinyl could tell, the snake agreed with her. She got up from her chair, careful to not make a sound, and slowly made her way to Octavia's room. Silently Vinyl pushed the door open for Wubsy, who slithered into the room. The snake made a beeline for Octavia’s bed and made his way up the side and onto the bed. His tongue flicked out a few times, tasting the air as he made his way closer to the mare. His head ended up between her legs, the snake’s tongue flicking out to taste the air again and find his way, the tip brushing against her slit.
Octavia, for the time being, was half asleep by the time the snake slithered into her room and onto her bed. Whenever she would get tired, frustrated, or sometimes both, once she was in her half asleep state Octavia would start to masturbate. Being half asleep, though, caused her to misidentify the creature in her bed, even though the tongue that licked her slit was abnormally small to be Vinyl's.
"Nnnf... Vinyl, stop... unless this is your way of apologizing...."
The large snake flicked his tongue out again, the tip brushing teasingly against her clit. Wubsy enjoyed the taste of the mare and wanted more. Slowly and deliberately he began to coil up around Octavia who, in her hazy, sleepy state, mistook it for Vinyl snuggling her way up her body. Vinyl was actually still at the door, watching Wubsy through her drug addled mind.
"I'm gonna hug her and squeeze her and call her George."
Vinyl giggled loudly. "What kind of name for a pony is George, Wubsy?"
The sound of Vinyl's voice snapped Octavia out of her half asleep state, but by that time the snake had fully wrapped himself around her body. In her surprise she attempted to sit up. This only caused the snake to coil tighter around the anthro mare. His rough scales slid along Octavia's nude body, stimulating her sensitive nipples. It wasn't until that squeezing pressed her fingers into her slit she realized the compromising situation she was in. Of course, with the pleasure coursing through her from the fingers in her slit and the rough scales on her nipples, she quickly forgot exactly what had embraced her. It felt so good to be held so tightly without hope for escape. What an odd way for Octavia to realize she loved bondage.
Octavia found her fingers pushed deeper into her slit as the snake coiled around her body tighter. Her breasts slipped out between a couple of coils, the snake’s body resting between the two large mounds. Despite her current peril, her fingers began to wiggle around in her slit, the feeling of pleasure coursing through her body caused her to start breathing hard. The snake detected this and began to squeeze a bit harder. Each breath that Octavia took slowly got more difficult as her fingers rapidly slid in and out of her wet slit. With the lack of breath, she was slowly starting to get light headed. All this did was to enhance and increase Octavia's pleasure.
What would normally take a good amount of time to happen only took a few minutes. Octavia threw her head back and tried to cry out in orgasmic pleasure, but with the snake wrapped tightly around her no sound beyond a soft moan escaped her lips as her juices squirted out around her fingers, the warm juices slickening the snake scales. She squirmed around in the coils as she rode out her orgasm, only going still when the wave of ecstasy flowing through her subsided.
Once the mare was still, the snake was quite certain that his prey was subdued. She was at the least temporarily out of it, long enough for the snake to open his jaws up wide and slip his meal’s feet into his mouth. Slowly and methodically the snake flexed, taking inch by inch of the anthro mare inside his waiting belly. Once he reached her hips, his tongue played over her sopping wet cunt, tasting her. That touch alone brought Octavia back to her senses, the mare attempting to cry out to Vinyl Scratch. The snake was still wrapped quite tight around her body, though, preventing her from crying out louder than just a whimper.
Soon, the snake had taken a good portion of the mare into himself, getting up to around her crotch. His tongue flicked out and brushed over Octavia’s clit, a weak moan coming from the mare as she slid further and further in. The snake took great care to not use his fangs, convinced that his prey wa properly subdued. Spurred by his primal urge to feed, instead of continuing to tease the mare, Wubsy slid his mouth further up the mare even faster. His warm wet mouth slid up over her naked belly, the mare felt some strength come back in her legs. She kicked lightly, the only sounds a weak, wheezing moan and the sound of snake feeding filling the room.
As the snake’s coils loosened from her body while the snake fed, Octavia found she could move some and breathe somewhat easier. With nearly a third of her body stuffed in the snake, though, there was no way she was getting free; With her arms and hands pinned against her body, she was trapped in the jaws around her.
The snake was nearing the toughest part of his meal: the mare’s large, double D sized breasts. Wubsy had eaten meals that were quite larger than him before, but those breasts might prove a challenge. His feeding slowed down when the large breasts slid into his warm mouth, the tightness and pressure on them causing Octavia to at least attempt a whimper of pleasure, her perky nipples getting hard from the stimulation.
Even though she was no longer wrapped up in the snake’s coils, she was completely and utterly trapped. The tightness, the wetness around her… what had been just an odd hunch while wrapped up in the coils turned into a realization; She was turned on by being tied up, or at the very least, having her movement restricted. Despite the ever present danger of the snake, Octavia began to squirm about. With the way she was swallowed, her hand ended up pressed against her vagina and with the pleasure brought about by her newfound fetish, couldn’t help but start to masturbate.
The snake took a powerful swallow, forcing the large breasts to squeeze t together in the tight, wet throat, rubbing them against each other in ways Octavia had never rubbed them before. Still difficult for her to take much of a breath, her moaning was kept nearly silent, her cold shoulders quickly following into the warm embrace of the snake’s throat. The tongue danced over her neck, brushing over a small spot that caused a spike of pleasure to course through her. Unfortunately for Octavia, the snake wasn’t doing it for her pleasure, but was tasting over the mare as he fed. Soon her head began to slide into that mouth, the rest of her body already a large lump traveling down the snake’s long body. The body hugged tight enough that, at the very least, her breasts, arms, and legs were clearly defined.
Octavia quickly started to rub her fingers along her slit, taking special care to rub on her erect clit, soft whimpers of pleasure escaping her lips as the snake worked his way up over her snout and the top of her head. Octavia opened her eyes just briefly, in time to see the low light of the bedroom slowly turn to full darkness, the snake’s mouth closing around her. She was held tighter than ever before, the mare arching her back as best she could. Her fingers rubbed harder and faster as the lump she made moved lower and lower. A slight tingling feeling mixed with the spikes of pleasure from her rubbing her clit. Her chest heaved as she masturbated in the snake, unaware that the snake was moving and trying his best to curl up to sleep off his meal.
Vinyl, who was still in a drug induced haze, had zoned out and missed most of what had happened. She finally looked up to see the Octavia shaped bulge in her snake, the white mare quickly getting up and going over to her beloved snake. She began to rub and massage at the lump, feeling the mare inside the snake moving and twitching. Vinyl groped over one of the large breasts through the scales. In her drug addled state, Vinyl was unaware that things were wrong, only caring to bring pleasure to her roommate.
“I’m sorry Octavia, I know Wubsy and you don’t get along…. I shouldn’t have made you upset. Wubsy said he’d fix the problem though,” Vinyl cooed, helping Octavia get off. Octavia could barely hear outside the snake, that tingling on her clit getting stronger. Her fingers flew faster and faster, the mare quickly reaching her peak yet again. The lump she made in the snake writhed and squirmed even more, a weak cry of pleasure coming from inside the snake’s stomach. A few moments passed and the mare inside went still.
“That’s a good Octapus~” Vinyl cooed out, snuggling against an oddly scaly Octavia. “I hope that makes up for all your nagging tonight, I’ll see you in the morning~”
Octavia could barely speak by that time, the air around her thinning very quickly. She could feel that tingling from between her legs get stronger and stronger, the feeling turning into a more burning and itching sensation. It was at about that time the mare passed out, never to wake again.
Morning came and went silently, which was normal for a morning after Vinyl had been partying, boozing, and doing drugs. But as afternoon turned to evening, the house continued to stay silent. Anypony that would have stopped by would have seen Vinyl's bed hadn't been slept in, nor were either of the mares that lived there anywhere to be found. All they would have found was a rather large snake looking full and content, happily sleeping off a meal.