Limitless Evolution As a Snake

Her cunt glistened, pink and swollen, the last clone joined the other ass clone in only licking her, entering one inch.

”Suck,” I demand. Her cheeks hollowed as she worked her lips down the length of one of my clones, gagging slightly. ”Good girl”

Thicker, heavier, I slid between her trembling thighs, my blunt head nudging against her soaked, already full with my clones in her cunt, smearing her juices along her folds.

Cherry moaned around the brother filling her mouth, the vibration humming through his length.

I push in, slow, torturous, stretching her tight hole inch by agonising inch. We all feel it through the hive mind, every ripple of resistance, every flutter of her yielding. In my old life, I couldn’t get a second date. Now I am a cobra hybrid, a living weapon of pleasure, and she’s taking it all. Funny how things work out.

I fucked her with shallow thrusts at first, all six of my clone snakes fucking her. Two completely disappearing inside her.

Cherry’s hips bucked wildly, desperate to take more.

”Fuck yes,” I growled through the shared consciousness. ”Take it all, Cherry, take all of me.” The words weren’t just mine; they were all of ours, vibrating through the connection as I buried myself inside her dripping overstuffed hole. Her pussy gripped me, tight and wet, and the sensation rippled through every one of us.

This is it. The absolute peak of the ’demonic cobra’ act. Except it isn’t an act anymore, is it? Her body isn’t hers; it’s Vane property now. Every gasp, every shudder, every filthy squelch is a payment on her account. And business is good.

Inside her, I felt her walls clench around me, felt the way her breath hitched as another brother slithered up to claim her mouth. She tried to speak, probably another weak ”no” but I cut her off before she could finish.

”Shhh. No more talking.” Our voice came from everywhere and nowhere, wrapping around her like a cocoon. ”Just feel it. All of it.”

She moaned around the invasion of them instead, eyes fluttering shut, and that’s when I gave the signal. All my fellow brothers stopped and then positioned themselves at her cunt and pushed in together, slowly, letting her feel every inch of the stretch. The heat wrapped around them, around me, wet and impossibly tight, her walls fluttering like she was already on the edge of coming just from this. I started driving, deep and steady, drawing back until just the tip remained before sinking back down to the hilt, bottoming out inside her, all five of us.

I felt it all through the hive mind, a current of sensation running through every one of us. The way her moans vibrated through the brother in her mouth. Her scent filled the air, thick with need and sweat, and something sweeter underneath just her, raw and utterly wrecked.

”Good girl,” I murmured, my tongue flicking out to taste her skin. ”That’s it, take it.” Another brother slithers out of her pussy, coiling around her left leg to pull it wide as my body moves on instinct. She gasped, fingers digging into the cushions, and I watched—no, I felt—the way her hips lifted just enough for the next one to slip out and loop its tail around her right leg, drawing it out as well.

Her breath hitched, a broken little sound, and the others left inside her start pistoning at different speeds, making her whimper.

”Fuck—fuck, I-I-I love it!” Her voice was thick, muffled against the clone in her mouth, but I heard the way it cracked. She was tight, so tight, and the way her walls clenched around the writhing mass of us made me ache; I just needed to reabsorb them all and fuck her with my main body. I hissed inside of her, feeling the way her body trembled, the way her thighs shook as she tried to adjust to the stretch.

”You’re doing so good,” I murmur, watching the way her skin flushes, the way her breath comes in ragged little gasps. ”Look at you. Taking them all.”

”Bend over,” I demand, my voice low and rough. ”Ass up, head down, now.”

All at once, every one of my brothers slides out of her, wet and slow, and the sound is obscene, pop after pop after squelch, her body letting go of us one piece at a time. She screams through it, a broken sound that turns into a moan halfway out, like her body doesn’t know if it’s losing something or getting something better.

”Oh god, oh god,” she gasps, already moving, already folding herself over the arm of the couch like she can’t get there fast enough. Her head drops down, ass tilts up, and she’s shaking, thighs trembling, pussy still open and wet and empty, clenching around nothing.

Two of my brothers grip her cheeks, spreading her open, and I feel it through the hive mind before I even decide to do it, the blunt head of another pressing against her tight little back hole. Just the tip, just one inch.

She goes rigid, then melts, a high whine crawling up out of her throat.

”That’s it,” I murmur, watching myself sink deeper, one inch, then two, easy and slow, testing her.

Her head snaps back. ”YES, MATT, oh my god! What, why does this feel so good?”

My brothers laugh, low and warm, all of us amused at once, the sound rolling through the shared connection like a shrug.

She doesn’t know; all she knows is that she wants more.

One of us moves to her hair, wrapping it around like a hand, pulling just enough to lift her head and keep her steady. Two more take her legs, spreading them wide, holding her open and helpless. Two more drop down from where they’ve been hanging back, taking a nipple each between their mouths, biting down just enough to make her back arch.

She’s screaming now, a mess of sound, no words left, just noise. High keening moans that break into gasps, gasps that stutter into whimpers, whimpers that climb back up into screams when the one inside her ass pushes deeper.