When Bolt left his room an hour or two later, without a clock he couldn’t tell, the sun glittering on the horizon signalled the end of the day. With that, Bolt headed for the break room for dinner. As expected the room was full of ponies sat down grabbing food off a small buffet in the middle of the room. Bolt grabbed a selection of food and sat down beside Nedra who was flicking lazily through CV’s.

“Who makes the food for the staff, I wasn’t told to, so who does?” Bolt asked.

“Oh, the staff food?” Nedra said without taking her eyes off her papers “It’s just a couple of enlightened down in the basement levels. They have a separate kitchen to work for us since the lamias don’t want our kind of food mixing or dirtying theirs. Plus, the head chef has to focus solely on Mistress Ruby, he must make her happy and can’t get distracted!” Nedra said strictly looking up at him with a smile.

“Soooo, how’s the employee hunting going?” Bolt asked, changing the subject from thin icy waters.

Nedra shook her head “Not good, I’ve met a few of them who have signed up and they aren’t very eager, nor well trained. The test is to prepare a bedroom for Mistress, devise a plan for an event that might happen and fill out some test forms for Mistress Ruby’s financial records since she has no time for that, a fake lamia acts as Mistress to give a good impression. Then there’s talking to Mistress, I have yet for one to understand you NEED to call her Mistress and when I encourage them with the help of a fake lamia they flee…” Nedra sighed as if it was simple but Bolt had an idea what she meant by encourage “Mistress Ruby usually does the testing herself with a range of those who have passed the initial tests... Maybe I should just do the tests and let Mistress check them with the final test herself, to see if they are worthy…” Nedra said softly debating the idea in her muggy mind.

“Well, they are going to work for her it’d be for the best if she tests them herself to check they’re good for the role, that way it isn’t your fault if you get a sub-par pony for Mistress Ruby.” Bolt blinked, he’d just noticed how casually he was speaking Ruby’s title and how he didn’t seem to mind that much that he was sending more clueless souls to a mental grinder… He began to feel his pulse rise.

Nedra nodded with a smile “Good idea Bolt!” She said taking a few out of the pile and setting them beside her before leaning back and grabbing a hay sandwich “So, how’s your side going?” She asked with a smile.

“Oh… I’ve decided to do a selection of foods for the starters, mains and deserts… Basically like our buffet but a bit fancier and with a wider selection. It shouldn’t be too difficult, I’ve decided to make five times what a normal pony could eat per course for the lamias since they are a lot bigger.” Bolt said, glad he could talk about something he understood “I’m just writing down ideas at this point, and instructions… Should be able to start prepping a few of the selections in a couple days before the dinner itself.”

Nedra nodded approvingly “Glad to see you’re settling into your new life.” She said.

“Life… I’m just here for the dinner then I go…” Nedra smiled but remained silent and Bolt gulped.

Bolt grabbed his own sandwich and bit into it, since the conversation had now basically died. Bolt looked around the room, beside the seats with the goggles several ponies were slouching with them on, almost drooling as they occasionally twitched and smiled, as if they were dreaming whilst watching the headset. Bolt had a faint idea what the screen likely showed. By the consoles one pony was playing a lamia themed game, a platformer where a pony tried to escape hypnosis and coiling. Whoever was playing kept letting themselves get caught… And spent a long time on the capture animations too.

“I’m gonna go eat in my room…” Bolt mumbled to Nedra who waved goodbye cheerfully.

Bolt sat his food and drink down beside the diary, a selection of cooking books and the sheets of paper listing the food Bolt had selected and the quantity he’d need of the ingredients to feed the extra-large mouths. As Bolt sat down to finish writing up the desert list he glanced at the diary. Since he had several days a quick read of it wouldn’t hurt, and since it was in the kitchen maybe it had some tips on dealing with Mist- Ruby!

Bolt flicked to the first set of pages, it was a diary all right and scribbled over the front was ‘Lilac Stir’ Bolt had a dead mare’s book. Wonderful.

“Why were you in the kitchen?” Bolt mumbled to himself flicking through the entries.

It began rather normally, with Lilac describing day to day life, her ordinary woes and concerns of bankruptcy… Then the point when lamias entered the picture began. Lilac seemed quite eager to meet one to begin with, finding them attractive and mysterious, and they brought great business back to her trade! Emboldened Lilac set off for Canterlot, the lamia haven to find a job, by some miracle she met a stallion of pure clean jet-black fur whom enquired what her role had previously been, as she had been searching around the castle for a job at the time. Lilac wrote how Polish, whom Bolt had surmised to be the stallion Lilac wrote about, had seemed to glow eagerly and had taken Lilac home to Ruby instantly.

Lilac’s first entry of Ruby describe her beauty, her flowing coils, her welcoming smile and her eyes. Lilac didn’t seem to understand what happened when she met Ruby, one moment she was greeting her and being allowed to pet Ruby’s coils, next moment the world had twisted in a sea of colour and blissful sensations. Lilac seemed to have written falling into trance four times before realising she’d already written it down.

The second entry was cheerful, stating how Lilac had made Ruby’s first breakfast and the lamia had purred happily at the chocolate cake she’d made her (Bolt made a mental note) and Lilac was rewarded with her eyes and even touch this time! Bolt had to supress a quiver as Lilac described sinking into the folds of muscle and fat as Ruby’s gaze seeped her mind away.

Entry three was the other side of the coin. Lilac found Ruby eating a member of staff and Lilac was no longer happy at her current disposition and wanted to try and get out immediately! Ruby tried to coil her up but Lilac was onto her trick and ran for it. She made it to the courtyard and was dragged back by the abominations of pony and snake that lined the courtyard.

The next page was splotched with tears, it had been a couple days and Lilac was writing how she’d told Ruby she ‘didn’t want to work for a monster who had no disregard for her staffs lives!’ Ruby had cupped Lilac’s chin and ordered her to go ‘prepare’ herself for dinner… Lilac had been unable to resist her conditioning and spent the lunch time curled up apparently going through her family pictures wondering what her mum and dad would think if they found out her fate.

There wasn’t another entry.

Bolt snapped the book close and set it down, feeling sweat lining his forehead, that didn’t help his nerves at ALL! Bolt though of the bulge beside Polish, that was Lilac and he was the replacement. Bolt rubbed his eyes, all focus had deserted him now and the sun had finally set. With a sigh Bolt left his room to brush his teeth, upon returning he dragged the coil pile to the window dumped it down flopped onto it, staring out the window at the sky above. The night was beautiful.

The walls of Canterlot castle still let off a welcoming glow, even under the night sky. To the unobservant, little had changed to the castle from an outside and naïve perspective, but within the stained windows were decorated with art of the lamias’ holy arrival and many tourists enjoyed being told them by the lamia spokesmare… The demonstrations also helped relieve boredom! But tonight, the castle was devoid of flashing cameras, idle gossip and laughter, it was quiet and peaceful, with the night staff and guard patrolling in their scaly purple uniforms, lamps bobbing about lighting up the walls and passing over the dark corridors where the light did not reach.

The main door swung open as a pair of guards admitted Ruby within, there was the soft clip clop of hooves and Luna, almost fading into the darkness with her dark blue fur and night sky rippling mane as she made her way down the steps, smiled in welcoming of her scaly friends moving forward to hug her. It took all the shreds of Luna’s former self not to rush to her Mistresses embrace and was glad she did, as Ruby no doubt would have teased her if she had seemed desperate. Ruby chuckled as Luna quivered and eagerly accepted the head thick coil over her neck, tailing down her body with a comforting heavy weight.

“To what do we owe the pleasure?” Luna asked, her mind had always been more sophisticated and complex than an average pony’s, like her sister’s, this meant she could maintain some semblance of face in the public eye and still perform her royal duties, raising the moon and warm Ruby’s coils!

“Sunny has sent for me, I imagine I would be right in guessing she is in her bedroom?” Formerly it was Celestia’s bedroom, but as the grandest room of all Sunny had naturally claimed it for her own, though Celestia still used it herself instead of the reworked bedroom that she had been granted.

Luna nodded “Indeed, she informed me you would be visiting and I couldn’t wait to greet you again!” Luna said her blue-green eyes fixed on Ruby’s purple eagerly.

Ruby leaned closer and Luna’s wings fluttered in anticipation “Later, I promise.” Luna looked dejected, as if her sweet treat had just been crushed.

“Okay,” Was all Luna could say in a puppy dog sad tone.

Ruby squeezed Luna’s neck and it seemed to revitalise her a little “Come, take me to Sunny.” And without a hint of hesitation, Luna allowed Ruby to hop her upper tail on top of her back, looping a thick coil around the barrel of her body, so that Ruby could ride Luna through the castle.

Luna and Ruby travelled silently, save for the swishing of Ruby’s coils on the marble floor and Luna’s gasps for air at the tight and heavy load she bore. Luna led Ruby to a rather simple double door and opened it with magic, dragging herself through. Once inside Ruby placed a hoof on Luna’s head and pushed down, Luna collapsed under a combination of her own weight and Ruby’s on the spot, landing with a humorous ‘plop’ on Ruby’s eagerly waiting coils, which smothered over her body like a white Venus fly trap. Luna disappeared into a muffled pile of white and red moaning coils, her horn just visible out the end of a pair of tight coils that were rippling back and forth.

Ruby bowed politely to the lamia splayed upon the grand bed of gold before her and Sunny smiled in welcome to her friend “Ruby, nice of you to join us.” She said as Celestia, the once grand Princess and joint ruler of Equestria sat up from Sunny’s coils, which were strewn over her body haphazardly, to turn a sleepy head before snuggling back down in her hypnotic stupor to sleep.

Ruby sat herself down on the bed beside her unicorn friend, pulling Luna onto the bed with her, Sunny shifted her coils so Ruby was able to get her smaller coils in and around Celestia’s body, the differences between the two were immense, Ruby was muscular with a body as thick as a pony at the wider part and snow white and red, Sunny was thick enough that if she ate a pony they wouldn’t be visible in her coils anymore, Ruby could have hidden in her great thick tubes of muscle with ease, the sky blue and golden yellow belly a contrast to her friend’s beside her yet no less beautiful.

“So why did you call me here? Surely it’s not to just snuggle with our toys?” Ruby inquired as she looped a coil over Luna’s horn, enjoying the bits of magic she emitted despite her wishes as Ruby squeezed her.

“No, I wanted to check-up on how the dinner is going, Nedra arrived with a letter for the staff, I have them ready to leave with you. So, did you find a chef? I heard Lilac had failed… You know, how you ‘fire’ your staff may be the reason you have such trouble keeping up consistency.” Sunny said softly as she stroked a hoof through Celestia’s magical mane, the mare cooing like an infant.

Ruby gave a small pout, she didn’t like how Sunny always judged her on how she handled her staff “Well if they set my food on fire and then try to attack me?” Ruby asked.

“Did she?” Sunny asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ruby gave a nod “Yeah She burnt the food and then lashed out suddenly when I said I wouldn’t eat it and that I would have to punish her she must have thought I was going to kill her so she attacked… Then, I ate her… I’ve also eaten Polish.” Sunny rolled her eyes at the statement “What?” Ruby asked.

“Well I can’t fault you with him I suppose, he has failed half a dozen times or so correct?” Ruby nodded “But I take it you found a new chef? And haven’t yet had to replace them?” Sunny asked mockingly.

“No,” Ruby said and Sunny noticed a smile.

“Oh, you got a good one?” Sunny asked sitting up eager to hear.

Ruby smiled “Yeah I did, he’s called Bolt and he is terrified of hypnosis and being coiled up… It’s probably because he had to watch me ‘punish’ Polish… But he’s so cute… I got him to try dripleaf drink and cake and he’s shifting without noticing… It’s so much fun to toy with him.” Ruby said clapping her hooves happily.

“What happens when you do hypnotise him though? Will you grow bored of him?” Sunny asked softly.

Ruby looked up in thought “No.” She said smiling wider “First time I’m going to make him become addicted to hypnosis, make it so good every happy moment in his life will seem bleak by comparison… Then see what he does to get back under!” Ruby said giggling and Sunny chuckled softly.

Sunny suddenly stopped “You haven’t hypnotised him yet?” She realised.

“No… I’ve been teasing him, poking his curiosity… I want him to ASK to be hypnotised,” Ruby cooed dreamily, as she turned her gaze to Luna happily as Ruby imagined a red stallion in her place.

“Hmmm, it sounds like you are having fun with him. Almost as much fun with Luna when you visit,” Sunny said softly “May I ask a favour?” Ruby nodded “I didn’t just call you to catch up, you know?” Ruby gave a soft laugh.

“I would have been pleasantly surprised.” Ruby admitted and Sunny chuckled herself.

“As would I, but I need you to go to Harbourside, the port to the West of here, a little North too, the driver waiting for you will know. I have it in good faith that the Clarity Restorers are bunkering some ponies down there that would be a bit of an inconvenience to lose!” Ruby smiled and nodded in understand.

“And the favour?” For this was Ruby’s job, Sunny didn’t ask her to do it she ordered it. Sunny was the lamia queen and, oddly enough, the lamias, including Ruby, were willing to follow her.

Sunny smiled “May I visit Bolt tomorrow? I imagine, since you are out, he will no doubt have the day off and I would very much like to see who it is that has got you so creative with your entrancing ideas this time… Oh and, do enjoy your ‘hunt’. Try to bring back at least once pony we can question.” Sunny said with a chuckle “It’s rather hard to ask bulges you know.”

Ruby flushed “Sorry. I’ll make sure to bring some back this time. And of course, you can see how far along I have gotten with him… But no giving him what he wants!” Ruby said with a grin.

“Of course, no hypnosis.” Sunny promised.

“And coiling?” Ruby sceptically raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, now let me have a little fun with him!” Sunny said “If I can’t even touch him how will I have fun?” Sunny asked.

“Alright, coiling is fine.” Ruby said “Mind if I stay the night and leave in the morning, the CR don’t plan to move soon do they?”

“As far as we know they are oblivious to our awareness of them.” Sunny said confidently.

“Good, now why don’t you let me inspect my new staff?” Ruby asked smiling.

“Good idea,” Sunny turned towards the door and lit up her horn, a golden glow bathing her head in light “Come to me.” She said, her voice resonating with an echo through the castle.

Ruby smiled as a small group of ponies arrived shortly, scuttling up to the bed quickly to get a good selection of coils, this was always the best way to run an interview!

Bolt woke about half a dozen times or so, the first time had been because Bolt had a nightmare that he had been tied to a serving tray and Silver and Sparkling were busy decorating him with food, such as apples, carrots, sliced tomatoes and a nice dripleaf sauce down his back with twisting spaghetti around his body as if he were some sort of food Hearts Warming Eve tree! The second time Bolt had been pinned under a moaning lump in Ruby’s coils as she watched from above, Lilac sounded like she was singing happily for some reason. Bolt knew it was meant to be her as it was clearly a mare, though her voice wasn’t recognizable and he couldn’t remember it when he woke, since he’d never heard it before. The next time Bolt was laying on a bed of coils with the night sky and moon streaking over his head- No wait… Bolt wasn’t dreaming he was just half asleep. Bolt got up to have some water to calm himself and looked at the dishevelled face in the mirror.

“Hello handsome,” He said mockingly to himself before using the bathroom then returning to bed.

The next dream was both better and worse than before. Bolt was hanging limply from a coil held above Ruby, feeling his mouth turned up in a smile as he watched the faint moment he had first seen Ruby’s eyes, surprised by the detail and realism he felt as his mind buzzed even from his first experience, although only red and yellow flickered over her eyes like a broken loop since he hadn’t seen anything else. When Bolt awoke he was ashamed at how well he had memorized Ruby’s eyes and it was a while longer before he got back to bed. Bolt finally had a bit of peaceful sleep before Nedra woke everypony with her wok and spoon again. Bolt was half up before he slumped down again and rolled over to hide from the faint morning light, Ruby was out he got the day of basically! It took Bolt a while to nod off, the noise of ponies outside his room bustling about was very distracting and when he finally got to sleep he was once again awoken by an eager knock on his door.

“Bolt, you have an important visitor, wake up quickly!” Nedra called giving the door several loud raps before leaving. Bolt grumbled and sat up looking outside, the sun had almost reached an angle it would have hit him, close to midday, he would probably have woken up anyway without Nedra but still, he had been enjoying a dreamless sleep just then!

Bolt pulled himself out the coils and patted down his hair the best he could before giving a stretch and a yawn and heading out of the room, leaving his uniform behind. Bolt glanced around there was nopony in the hallway so he headed down the stairs looking around “Nedra?” Bolt called softly.

“She’s in the greenhouse room.” Nedra called from the living room.

The greenhouse room was a bit of a deception, Bolt had seen it from the outside when he’d first arrived but hadn’t been in yet. Flora of all sizes, shapes and even colours adorned the walls in various rows of pots with the ground itself being clean sweet-smelling soil with long grands of grass all around the room. Two giant trees made up the bulk of the room in the centre, their branches and leaves dancing a twisting between one another, their multi-coloured leaves dancing merrily in the still room, as if the tree were alive. The leaves were awash with colours, blues, purples, reds, yellows and more, all but the typical green as if the tree was bent of not fitting in.

“Maybe dripleaf?” Bolt mumbled to himself as he glanced down at a pair of low hanging giant ‘pods, like fat purple tomatoes big enough to hold a pony, the top was a bright blue flower with green pollen clearly visible on it filling the room with a thick sugary scent.

“It isn’t dripleaf,” A comforting voice stated to Bolt’s left. Bolt looked over quickly in surprised and gulped. Very few lamias were known by name but before Bolt was one whom was as widely known as the Princesses, as she had replaced them as the Queen of Equestria. Sunny Coils had an air of elegance that made her seem graceful even motionless, as she currently was. Her bright blue fur and yellow mane shimmered in the high sun as she watched Bolt with glittering purple slitted eyes, twisting a small daisy in her magic before her before letting it float away on a breeze through an open window.

“No uniform?” Sunny asked softly.

Bolt looked down at himself “Sorry,” He said softly “Ruby is out so I thought I could have the day off as my service is solely to looking after her so…” Bolt kicked the ground nervously.

“Oh, do not worry, I doubt Ruby would mind seeing your body without it being restricted and I am not here to see a head chef I’m here to see Boltblood Thundercloud and he can wear whatever pleases him, or nothing if you prefer.” Sunny said with a smirk and Bolt felt a flush rise faintly.

“Um… Why did you want to see me?” Bolt asked nervously as he looked around the room to distract himself, admiring a plant with vivid purple leaves and swirling branches.

“That is dripleaf,” Sunny said with a smile and Bolt was torn between eating the plant and burning it when she told him “And I was curious… I spoke to Ruby last night at the Castle,” Bolt was vaguely surprised she didn’t say ‘my castle’ but Sunny didn’t seem to be boastful, at least not in the regard of buildings anyway, she was boastful with her servants. “And she is most interested in you… And I am too now.” Sunny pushed away from the wall she had been leaning back against, her blue and golden coils shimmering even brighter than Ruby’s, though that was because Bolt had never seen them in direct sunlight instead of them being prettier. As Sunny approached Bolt moved to the side in the hopes Sunny would slide by and as she got closer it almost looked like she would before she circled him, leaving only the odd trees behind him, since her coils were so thick he’d have to get a running leap just to clear them “Oooo… She was right,” Sunny let a thick forked tongue flicker out of her mouth eagerly as she smelt Bolt’s scent “You are skittish, this is so much fun!” Sunny said happily as she moved closer.

Bolt backed up nervously as he watched the lamia before him approaching slowly “W-well you’ve seen me can I go now?” Bolt asked before a coil as wide as his body looped over his shoulders and along his back, Sunny didn’t ease the weight and Bolt bent over from the strain of standing.

“Oh no, I want to feel your fluttering heart, your raspy desperate breathing, your meek struggles in my coils… All of it!” Sunny cooed with a grin then cupped Bolt’s chin with a hoof as her tail began to slither around massing itself around Bolt ready and waiting “Don’t fret, I won’t hurt you, and Ruby has forbidden me to hypnotise you first… You may even enjoy it, if you let yourself!” Sunny said grinning as she pulled down on the coil over Bolt’s back.

Loaded down, Bolt collapsed under the weight of the coil and before he could struggle back up a coil had looped a figure of eight around his back legs pinning them together. The coil around Bolt’s back shifted and twisted, the figure of eight turning his legs over, to avoid discomfort Bolt allowed Sunny to roll him over, staring up at her from below as she watched.

“A bit more eager to remain comfy, aren’t you?” Sunny noted mischievously as a coil looped around Bolt’s neck tugging him upward.

The stallion’s remark choked in his mouth as he gulped from the neck squeeze, the coil was as wide as his head yet pudgy enough that he could still move through it, though with a bit of difficulty and much soft scale rubbing! The coil around Bolt’s waist was quickly pushed down by a thick loop riding down over Bolt’s noose/collar Bolt tried to move away but was tugged taunt by the two coils either side of his body, and Sunny made sure Bolt’s front hooves were kept locked to his side with her own before pulling back, her own coil snapping around Bolt. The coil was so thick that the upper part of Bolt’s back legs was covered up all the way up to the collar coil, even pressing over it a little. Sunny effortlessly raised Bolt off the ground with the anchor coil around his waist and was glad when the tension in his neck was loosened, though there was a downside to this. Now that Bolt was no longer in life threatening danger his mind had begun settling on the details of Sunny’s coils, which closed the cocoon under his back hooves entirely so only his head was visible, and even then, only from above due to the sheer bulk of the coils.

Bolt could feel every flex of the muscles, every ripple of the outer line of fat, the scaly armour slithering over his fur and muscles and his body trying to both move outward to enjoy it and remain inward to appease the snake.

Bolt closed his eyes forcefully and groaned at himself in shame, which Sunny picked up on “Like it? Such a naughty stallion, enjoying the dangerous seductive lamia’s coils!” Sunny hissed grinning as Bolt was held up as if laying upon a bed of blue and gold “I bet you can feel my muscles pressing into yours, tenderising them and making them just slip into bliss… I doubt you could even lift a hoof if there was room!” Sunny mocked.

Bolt grumbled into the coil pressing over his mouth and tried to shift, but this only brought his situation into vivid clarity. He couldn’t move his hooves AT ALL! He was locked to his sides by the coils around him, though they were lined with fat there was then only muscle all the way until it reached bone then more muscle around it. The coils wove, moulded and shifted to his body perfectly not only to keep a grip on him, but ensure even the smallest movement sent shockwaves of relaxation into Bolt’s body. Attempting to move also made the coils sort of roll, the fat moved in contrast to Bolt’s commands as he tried to struggle but it was like trying to climb up onto water, he simply sank back down into the original position.

Trying to find a grip on the shifting slope was near impossible, on top of that as Bolt moved the coils would relax then press in, tensing the fat so it was solid muscle only and Bolt was being constricted, causing him to gulp or gasp depending on the timing. Bolt tilted his head back, his eyes sinking into soft golden belly scales and he had to focus not to let out a jittery moan from the sensation.

“Stop! Please!” Bolt begged before the coil began to push his head back down “No- not again please-mfffhm…” Bolt looked up pleadingly at Sunny who simply rolled a hoof along Bolt’s mane.

“Stop trying to escape or fight it, am I hurting you?” Sunny asked twisting her coils and resting them on the grassy floor so Bolt was propped up as if seated, Bolt stared up as Sunny towered over him and, very slowly, shook his head, several times so he could sneakily enjoy the feeling of scales against his face “You see? No harm, so why try to escape?” Bolt gave mumbled reply, his voice dying due to the coil over his mouth, Sunny laughed at Bolt’s meek unheard response “Whatever the reason I’m sure I can... Ah, wring it out?” Sunny tried raising an eyebrow with a grin.

Bolt looked up nervously, not liking the sound of that but he was hardly in a position to argue anymore. Bolt glanced down as he felt the coils tense around him, slowly pulling him upward as if he were trying to stand on his hind legs. Sunny kept tightening even as Bolt felt a hard pressure over his chest, his lungs being compressed. Bolt felt a sense of fleeting panic; he’d thought she wouldn’t hurt him, since he worked for Ruby! Was he wrong? Had he got her angry trying to escape?

Before Bolt could work himself up into a panic attack Sunny began to tug down on her coils, rolling pressure downwards even though the coils remained motionless. It felt as if the muscles were moving down in waves, a zigzag of tense and relaxed, solid and plush coils sliding in bands over Bolt’s body. Bolt gave a strangled gasp as the muscles stretched out his body as straight as possible, opening up his most cramped tensions to the coil onslaught. Bolt heaved a short sigh, as he was still being squeezed, as he leaned back, unable to resist the temptation of being pampered by the queen of lamias. Bolt felt his bones pop into place, causing his body to simply shut down, having decided that Sunny clearly knew what was best for him at this point, that and being complacent meant Sunny relaxed her death grip. Stirrings of concern at how easily Bolt was going along with Sunny’s wishes were smothered by wave after wave of comfort from the coils and Bolt let his head relax, eyes drooping.

“There you go, see? So much better like that, nice and limp a perfect stallion ready to be played with!” Sunny cooed and Bolt rose no objections, because then the massage might stop and he didn’t want that to happen!

Sunny began to slowly loop more coils around Bolt pushing them in, the downward rolling massage stopped, replace with the smaller coils pressing the larger ones in at certain points to make Bolt quiver and moan.

“I should be ashamed,” Bolt thought to himself as he flushed in his scaly confines “Allowing her to toy with me so easily, without so much as a word of objection… What’s happened to me to allow this to go on?” Bolt’s train of thought was then derailed by another squeezed.

Again, and again Bolt would try to think around Sunny’s massaging, constricting coils, try to find a means to focus… But again, the wisps of thoughts and will were squeezed effortlessly away by Sunny who watched in amusement. Maybe it was because Bolt thought she wouldn’t hypnotise him, since Ruby seemed to have called dibs on that first… But if Bolt was honest he was simply enjoying himself.

Sunny, the massage not even faulting for a second, lifted the almost motionless stallion up and flipped him upside-down. When there was space between the coils, Bolt’s blood began to rush to his head causing a ringing in his ears as he stared at the upside down grinning lamia. Without any means to speak Bolt was unable to ask what Sunny was doing though he quickly found out as it was revealed to him. Sunny raised Bolt a bit higher then loosened her coils, Bolt flopped out limply as another thick coil caught him, holding him under his front legs but not in a restrictive grip. Even as Bolt put this thought together to try and get up, his right wing unfolding to try and fly, Sunny slammed up a curling coil in a corkscrew fashion up Bolt’s body.

Bolt’s unfolded wing and right leg hung out between the gaps as the coil gripped him from the bottom of his body up to his head, covering most of his face and looping back down his back. Bolt tried to move, feeling a twinge of control in his uncovered wing, though all that did was draw him to the contrast of his wing pressed into the scaly fat. Sunny watched curiously as Bolt sluggishly, as if drunk, reached down with his free hoof and meekly tried to push her away. Though all he really did was put his weight down on her coil but Sunny could tell Bolt was trying his best and the effort made her laugh.

“Aw, sorry did I leave that leg bare?” Sunny asked as the coil shifted, slithering over Bolt’s formerly exposed body and quelling his struggles and tensions in an effortless motion.

However, Sunny didn’t add more coils, she simply switched the position of the original coil so it now covered the formerly exposed spots, including his wing which was being held up on a coil tickling the underside of Bolt’s feathers. Bolt’s head flopped, as Sunny had only covered one eye leaving the rest of his face exposed, and he watched her graceful tail control skills having waved the flag of surrender to the onslaught. Bolt tried to wrestle out some words but it was just a garble of sighs.

“Oh dear, have I tired you out?” Sunny asked with a smile and Bolt felt her pull his head up before letting it flop down again, an unmistakable mockery of a nod “So sorry… Maybe I should help lull you to ssssleep?” Bolt’s body suddenly felt alive as Sunny hissed, going ridge and quivering in its coily shackles, as if Sunny’s hissing was electrocuting his nerves, once it stopped Bolt was once again motionless, but a lingering tingling in his body like pins and needles was slowly receding away having been left by the hissing.

Sunny grinned, obviously pleased by Bolt’s reaction and the stallion had no means of objecting as he was hoisted through the air. Sunny made no means of concealing Bolt as Sunny carried him around the mansion like a trophy, the staff gawking as he was held aloft by the Queen of lamias. At the hallway with the bedrooms Sunny followed them down until she located Bolt’s room, peaking inside.

“Wow, way to spoil the staff.” Sunny commented looking around the miniature space “I guess we’ll just have to keep really close together, won’t we?” Sunny suggested with a smile as she pressed herself into the tiny room.

Sunny’s coils formed like water as she closed the door with her tail tip, her huge bulk consuming the whole space the room provided with ease, her coils were higher than Bolt’s table, with more slithering around the legs and underneath. Bolt tried to reach over for his notes before Sunny lay her coils over the table and she noticed, leaning over to look at the nearly finished dinner list. Sunny took in what would be provided and Bolt noticed her coo pleasantly before she picked up the lists and papers and set them on the window sill, which was just high enough to avoid Sunny’s coils.

“Looks promising.” Sunny said softly as she raised Bolt over where his usual coil bed would be “But you can finish that later, right now you are clearly too exhausted to continue working.” Sunny said with a grin as her coils shifted like the waves of the sea under Bolt, eagerly awaiting him.

Bolt tried to hold onto the coils, not wanting to disappear into the sea under him, but it was like trying to cup water with his bare hooves, his body just wasn’t responding and he feel down onto the top of the coils. Sunny’s coils began to wriggle and shift like hundreds of shifting snakes, a loop curling around Bolt’s back legs slowly began to drag him from the door to the window sill slowly, Sunny trying to extract some means of resistance from him by making a mockery of danger. To his credit, Bolt did try to hold on, digging his front hooves in and trying to drag himself forward, but he felt like lead, and as he was dragged further along the coils, the scales rippled, shifted and rose pushing him onward as they pampered him belly. Finally, Bolt felt his legs being pulled down under the coils and he began to slip down under them. One moment Bolt had a final fleeting display of Sunny grinning at him before his body was dragged down into the coil fissure, his front hooves trailing after him.

The second Bolt was inside the coil sea it closed over his head blocking out the light, pushing in against him and compressing the space, every inch of Bolt’s body was squished up against coils as if he was being suspended in some sort of scaly stasis box. Bolt sluggishly shifted about, shifting and wriggling as the coils held him suspended in place. There was a little slack to the coils so if he put the effort in they would move, which allowed him to move his hooves down. As he did so Bolt felt the coils in front of him wriggling excitedly. Curious, Bolt poked his hooves through the coil he could feel in front of him and gasped. Sunny was making her coils go wild, wriggling left and right, causing the fat and muscle to roll all about like water crashing against his legs as if they were rocks, numbing him to any sensation. Bolt sighed happily as a dribble of a disgraceful thought trickled into his mind.

“I could climb through…” Bolt didn’t feel as much shame as before, he was becoming accustomed to this, and Sunny didn’t seem that bad really.

With a drunken smile, and much force of will, Bolt pulled his hooves back and pushed the coil running lengthways before him upwards, dragging himself into the space provided. Bolt crawled headfirst on his belly before reaching forward to make room as he touched the wriggling coils, the coil hiding it before pressing down over his back. Bolt reached out, a passing waving coil snagging him leg and dragging it in towards the rapids. Bolt, once again, felt himself being dragged forward slightly but still had to wriggle and push against the coils behind him before he entered the waving coils. There was no pattern to it as Bolt was lifted up and down as if a boat being thrown at sea, the scales and muscles pampering Bolt’s body as he was guided along a tight passage that opened up at his head from the waving coils as if he was going somewhere. Along and along Bolt glided being tossed and thrown in the tunnel as he cooed, unable to fight or move as each movement of the coils reinvigorated his body’s submission to being motionless for Sunny to toy with.

After sometime Bolt felt his head dip forward and he slid downward before he was once again being dragged the other way through the compressing coils, now laying on his back instead of his stomach, which were pressing in and out, pushing him along in great waves of movement, Bolt’s brain had a wisp of an idea what this was yet he was having trouble focusing on it at the moment, it just felt so good! Bolt travelled the length of the room before once against sliding down, his body motionless now, limp and still… Having completely submitted to the whims of the coils around him. When Bolt stopped travelling he was confused for a moment and looked around in the darkness, the coils all against his body were motionless for a second as he lay in some sort of ‘pod’ of scales. Then they pressed in, pushing Bolt’s body inward gently before pushing out, not enough Bolt stopped feeling the coils against his body but enough his body slid back out from the coils under him, rolling about as if they were sliding away, the dry silky scales of Sunny’s upper tail rolling around to the soft, plush belly scales… Again, the walls pressed in… Moved out, and the sensation of slithering began…

“I’m being eaten.” Bolt thought, and the concept to him wasn’t frightening, it was… Pleasant. Because, he knew in his groggy mind, he wasn’t really in any danger, he wasn’t going to be melted into fat to feed Sunny’s coils, he’d wake up later and be let out… So, he could enjoy it, quietly and peacefully.

Author's Note

Bolt is being slowly broken down and twisted to a perfect lamia worshiper, it's so cute to watch. I'm so proud of him ^.^