Dinner for the Countess

The Countess grins even more broadly than before.� "I'm not a cannibal, but due to the fact that you're a pig now, I think I can make an exception."� You wonder what the Countess is talking about, but then the blue jewel in her staff flashes brightly.� When you regain sight, the Countess has turned into an anaconda.� "How do I look?"� "Beautiful, your highness."� She slithers forward, wrapping her strong body around your considerable girth.� After a few coils, she lifts you right off the ground and sets you down on your rump, her coils covering every part of your body from your neck down.� She moves her head above yours, convenient since you can barely move your neck, then she lunges forward and kisses you on your mouth.� Your shock is quickly replaced by pleasure, and your eyes close momentarily.� When you open your eyes, you see something scary in hers.� Greed and hunger flood them, and an instant later, her mouth opens and covers your face.� You feel your body lifted up and up, until you are facing the ground, or rather, into the depths of an anaconda's stomach.� Slowly, bit by bit, you are inched into the snake.� It takes a while due to how fat you are, but after a few minutes, all anyone outside the snake would see of you is a large bulge in an anaconda's stomach.� You enjoyed every bit of the process, and now you fall asleep.

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