This wasn’t like Edwin at all.
“Then that’s fine. That should be fine… So why are you stopping me?”
“E-Edwin, don’t… Don’t do this…”
“You can’t stand the sight of me like this, can you?”
“Edwin, please…!”
“No. I won’t be forgotten again. Never…”
“EDWIN!!”
Leira screamed as if his life depended on it. Please… I’m scared, Edwin… His voice broke between sobs, his breath hitching in terror. Blood from the torn snake body soaked both their hands, the raw, exposed flesh of Edwin’s scales refusing to heal as quickly as usual. His weakened body, mid-shed, no longer displayed its usual miraculous recovery.
“You’re scared?”
“Hng… Sniff…”
“So am I.”
“…”
“I’m scared too.”
His voice was lower than ever, whispering into the ear of the trembling body in his arms.
“I… haven’t finished shedding yet.”
“Sniff…”
“When it’s over, everything will go back to normal.”
“Hic… Edwin…”
“Promise me.”
The long, sinuous body pulled his sobbing lover into the steam-filled bathroom. A snake was a vile, terrifying creature. So he needed to finish shedding. To return to the body that could comfort his frightened mate, hold him close—with two arms and two legs.
Edwin slid into the still-warm bath, submerging his body in the water before gently pulling Leira in with him. His lips were blue, his face eerily still, as if his soul had left his body. His trembling form, battered by the storm like a fragile flower, carried the familiar scent that always stirred Edwin’s affection and desire.
A black beast in its shedding season was at its most vulnerable—and its mating instincts were at their strongest. A primal urge to spread his seed into his only mate, even at the risk of death. If Leira had the same body, they could have clung to each other during their shedding, peeling away each other’s old skin, soothing each other’s fears. But Leira was just human. Helpless if a predator struck, his slender body offering no defense.
“Haa…”
Edwin held the warm body close, unconsciously grinding against him. The solitary snake, now with a mate, was overwhelmed by instinctive lust. Leira’s cock, erect from sheer terror, pressed against Edwin’s lower abdomen. Though it was just a reflex—like a knee jerking when tapped—Edwin delighted in the hardness against him. His instincts only recognized the sweet reaction of his mate, stiff and leaking with excitement.
Edwin inhaled the scent of the body clinging to him, going into heat. It was a fragrance that shattered reason, leaving only raw instinct. Long fingers slipped beneath the damp clothes, and as Edwin rubbed his snake body against Leira’s groin, stimulating him, his smooth, elongated tongue lapped at him. The body, trained by a man, easily grew slick, reflexively oozing lubrication from its hole.
“You’re hard as a rock down there.”
Heh… So cute. Edwin chuckled affectionately, effortlessly lifting Leira and sitting him on the edge of the tub. As he buried his face between the wet, pre-slick thighs, the body, accustomed to a man’s touch, trembled uncontrollably, letting out a needy moan.
“Mmn…”
“Leira…”
The voice, lower and more metallic than usual, sent shivers down his spine. In the grip of terror, Leira clung to the muscular torso, his cock fully erect and dripping, as if his mind couldn’t resist the familiar touch.
It was strange. Unreal. The one who had created this nightmarish scene was the monster before him, yet this man had always protected him, shielded him from the world.
In the grip of uncontrollable fear, Leira paradoxically found comfort in Edwin’s protective embrace, the cradle-like safety he had always provided.
“Nng… Hng, Edwin…”
A crimson tongue lapped at his urethra while four fingers plunged into his hole at once. The thick digits stretched him wide, just like when he took Edwin’s fist.
Edwin greedily took the urine-soaked cock into his mouth, letting the bitter fluid seep into every corner, sloppily sucking and swallowing the saliva. It tasted sweet. Maybe his mate’s fluids were always this sweet…
He opened his throat, taking the cock all the way to the back, enduring the reflexive gag as he rubbed the rounded tip against his throat. It was a different stimulation from when he fucked Leira’s throat. He wanted to dirty his throat and mouth with his mate’s fluids, the only female’s nectar and urine.
“Aah… Fuck, nng! Ah! I-I’m gonna cum, hng, ah!!”
As the cockhead pressed into Edwin’s throat, Leira thrashed his hips wildly, showing no concern for the person choking on his cock. Edwin, throat blocked, coughed but stubbornly kept fingering the hole, moving fast. The simultaneous stimulation of his cock and hole made Leira scream, his body convulsing as he shot his load into the tight mouth. His hole clenched around the fingers, sucking them in greedily, making wet, slurping sounds as they squirmed inside.
Edwin gazed lovingly at the hole clenching around his fingers, his tongue—slick with cum—licking the hole. As he pushed his tongue inside, the slippery flesh eagerly pulled it in deeper.
Just looking at it made his lower body stiffen, leaking pre-cum. Though the hole had taken his thick cock thousands of times, stretching it out, it would tighten back up if he didn’t fuck it daily. A slutty hole that reeked of estrus, one that would have birthed countless pups if not for Edwin’s protection.
He remembered the first time he had seduced the innocent, naive Leira, taking his untouched hole. His heart had raced as if it would burst. Now, seeing how filthy and blackened the once-pink hole and nipples had become filled him with a dizzying ecstasy.
“Hng… Nng…”
“Leira…”
As he nuzzled the hole, inhaling its scent and whispering his name, Leira’s body trembled slightly. Mmn… Hng… Was that a response or just a moan? Edwin sighed in pleasure, licking every inch of the quivering hole before drinking the slick. He pressed Leira down, reaching for his own lower body.
Where the human groin would be, the black, silken body split open, revealing a coral-pink snake cock, grotesquely erect like a horn grafted on. It curved slightly upward, just like the cock Leira’s hole always cradled, thick enough to scrape the walls deliciously—but it was far redder, with a musky, inhuman scent that made its otherworldly nature undeniable.
“…Leira.”
“…”
“You don’t need to think about anything.”
I’ll take care of everything. Just like always, I’m the only one who can wreck your hole and fill your belly with cum. Nothing’s changed…
Leira listened in a daze to the lips pressed against his hole, whispering to him. He just wanted to escape this moment, to stop thinking altogether. Instead, he wanted to accept the familiar depravity of the man who had reshaped his body. Below him, the wounded snake body, still bleeding, aligned its red cock with his hole. In this terrifying, unfamiliar situation, the most comforting thing was the arms of the man who had always held him, now enveloping him in anxious warmth.
The most familiar and yet the most alien man pressed his lips to Leira’s, slowly pushing his cock inside. Strangely, Leira thought he couldn’t read Edwin’s face, usually so expressive even in its blankness.
It was an odd expression. He had never seen Edwin cry, not even as a child… His smooth face looked the same as always, yet somehow, he seemed to be weeping. And so, Leira slowly reached out to his only friend, the man who had reduced him to this debauched body. His eyes were dry.
Edwin closed his eyes at the touch, then grabbed Leira’s hips and thrust inside in one motion.
“Ah!”
Swallowing the gasp with his lips, Edwin, his beastly form trembling, tried to say the words he had always wanted to say—but…
“I am…”
But he couldn’t finish. His lips sealed in a gloomy line.
***
Splash.
The sound of water sloshing reached his ears. Leira, his mind hazy, focused on the noise and realized it was coming from his own groin.
“Aht! Hng! Ah!”
Leira gripped the edge of the wide tub, his swollen hole being ruthlessly violated. Below him, the thick, crimson coral-colored snake cock scraped roughly inside him before pulling out. The stark contrast of the black body and the red cock was striking. The gaping hole, stretched to its limit, oozed cum foam that dripped down in bubbles. The black, drooling hole was the ultimate snake’s cunt.
Edwin, fully surrendered to his shedding instincts, coiled his long body around Leira’s firm, soft legs. He wanted to caress him, to mate with him. To wrap their bodies together, intertwined, mixing their cocks and holes as they writhed.
Only now, as he pinned Leira beneath him during this incomplete third shedding, did he realize—perhaps he had been lonely all this time, enduring his molting alone. Maybe that was what humans called loneliness.
Edwin rubbed his head against the nape of Leira’s neck, marking him with his sticky scent. His fangs, sharp as a viper’s, grazed the skin before sinking in again, injecting the fluid. He felt Leira’s body go limp in his grasp.
This black fluid, called “mating essence” by snakes, was what male snakes used to arouse female snakes, making them reach climax easily and stimulating their mating instincts. Though Edwin had never used it before—since he had never taken Leira in his snake form—he couldn’t resist it now.
“Ahuu… Ahh!”
As the mating essence spread through his body from the bite on his neck, Leira’s hole pulsed open, desperately searching for the cock to fill it. Even the brief moment when the cock withdrew for another thrust was unbearable.
“Hng! Nng! Edwin! Ah, it’s weird, it’s weird…! Aah…!”
Leira rubbed his chest against the firmly gripping forearm, stimulating his well-developed nipples. Just the rough friction of the man’s veined arm against his sensitive nubs was enough to make his vision whiten with pleasure.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
