Snakes

SNAKES
Jen was seventeen years old, with long light brown hair falling to the small of her back. Her Asian background showed in her sexy body, her breasts considerably big for her small, lithe form. She was a lot like her mother, and her older sister, Sandra, who was also similar looking. At the moment, Jen was walking along the sidewalk, totally content with herself. After receiving a 4.0 GPA, she felt pretty good. Pausing to look at her house, she decided to walk to the park. Opting for the long way, she began to walk towards the forest. The sun on her shoulders diminished as she entered the tall trees beside the park. She followed the gravel road until she saw the makeshift trail of barkdust. The sounds of nature surrounded her. Birds chirping, squirrels rustling in the upper canopy of the tall evergreen trees, all was serene. Suddenly, a sharp snap echoed from a thicket of bushes to her right. She turned, and always being a curious type, she walked undaunted past the thick foliage. She pushed her way through the branches and arrived in a small bowl formed in the center of the bush. Very little plant life grew in this small depression.
She looked around and saw that she could not see past the bush that enveloped the bowl. Something fell from the treetops above and landed on the ground beside her foot. It was a snake, about three feet long, with mottled brown patches on its back and a green underbelly. Its head and body were extra-smooth with a glossy shine. Jen was never afraid of snakes, even as a child, and she leaned down to examine the serpent more closely. It inverted the upper-half of its body and stared at her. The dark eyes seemed to penetrate her, and a red tongue flicked in and out. She reached down and picked the snake up, and held it out in front of her. The snake had other plans, though.
It shot out of her hands and into her face. It pried open her lips and began to crawl inside. Nauseated, she tried to pull the snake out, but the scales didn’t allow it to be pulled backwards without causing her a severe throat injury. She felt the snake crawl deeper and deeper inside her body down her esophagus. Hearing sounds above, she turned her eyes skyward and saw a mass of snakes falling down onto her. The one going down her throat was only the beginning, as many more snakes tried to enter her, as well.
They crawled up her legs to her mini-skirt. She could feel them rip apart her panties with a wild undulating motion. They pushed past her sphincter and crawled into her rectum, some small, some big. Her pussy, now hot with juices, allowed four snakes at a time to crawl inside her vaginal tract. She could feel their squirming bodies inside her body. Her stomach expanded a few inches from the masses of snakes inside her rectum, womb and belly. Several were undulating through her intestinal tract. She felt dizzy from the thirty seconds of penetration.
She stood up, and saw a snake still on the ground. It was larger than the others, almost six feet long. It had a different color pattern too, with a completely black body. She picked it up and brought it up under her mini-skirt and the snake took over from there. It opted for the second of the two choices and squeezed its massive body up her anus into her rectum. She bent down on her hands and knees and started to groan as the snake wiggled into her ass. She turned her head back and saw the last of the tail entering her. It was as if she was electrified. The black snake was somehow the focus for all the energy. She felt it climb up her gastrointestinal tract and into her stomach. It punched through the lining of her stomach and crawled out into her body cavity. The wound sealed instantly. She was in a trance-like state as the snake slithered into her facial cavity. The black head searched for the exact spot. Then it found it. She awoke from the trance with one thing in mind–reproduction.
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Jen arrived at her house not as herself. The black snake had taken partial control of her. Jen was still conscious and in control of all her motor functions, but she went where the snake told her to go. And snake had control of her thoughts and her vocal abilities. It also had tapped into her memories.
Her mother stood in the kitchen, fussing over a cookbook. Jen walked in and her mother frowned at her.
“Where have you been? It’s three-fifty and school gets out at two-fifty. Don’t try to fool me, girl, where have you been?” her mother demanded.
Jen opened the fridge and grabbed a Coke off the shelf. She shut the door and leaned against the fridge.
“I’ve been at the park.” The snake told her mom. “It’s a nice day, and I decided to take a walk. You won’t be so mad at me when you see my report card.”
Her mother smiled and took her hand. “Did you get good grades?” she asked.
Jen leaned some more. “A four-point-oh,” she admitted.
Her mother squeezed her hand. It sent a message up to the snake. The time was nearing.
“Good for you, honey,” her mother said.
Jen felt the tip of a snake’s head slip out of her ass. This snake was black with yellow stripes. She walked forward and leaned against her mother.