Entwined, by AmethyStine - A Tawdry, Twisting Tale of Lustful Linking, for LightningClaw ~~~ ~~ ~ Xanders (c) LightningClaw / FenekkuKitsune Story, TFs and the TwinNaga (c) Amethystine WARNING: This story contains strange smut situations, mostly that of a CTF-based nature. The CTF is achieved non-traditionally via multiple connections instead of one. Also, cocksnake TF and general body manipulation / flesh-crafting. ~ ~~ ~~~ [Recap of Segment 1+2+3: ] [Xanders, a blue fennec-kitsune with some added morphic abilities at her disposal, has come to a fusion convention and has found herself obsessed with finding a certain serpent, who is known for sensual transformations. The kitsune is a lover of cocksnakes (and frequently has one of her own), and imagines the python she's after will be the ultimate sheath-filling companion. That serpent is called 'Amethystine,' she's been told.] [Upon finding him in the hallway of the hotel that's attached to the convention centre, she approached him and looked out the same window the naga gazed out through, near the elevators.] [Immediately, she turned on the charm and starting pumping out potent pheromones, to entice the serpent, flirting fast, the foxy femme fawning over the fetching fellow.] [I should also mention that her 'clothes' are merely illusions she's casting, as she walks around utterly naked, but for her fur.] [After getting both of them into a state of utter arousal, Xanders offered to have Amethystine slip himself into her sheath, to become 'a brother' cocksnake to her own serentine shaft, named Dreki. - Amethystine countered by conjuring his own 'brother', slipping into a twinsnake form, where both ends of his long coily body are tipped with identical, sensual serpent upper bodies.] ~ SEGMENT FOUR ~ From behind, there came a set of scaly hands creeping around Xanders' shoulders, down onto her breasts, while another set flowed forth around her hips, a claw-tipped grip sitting on her slender waistline. All at once, her tails felt the thick, hard body of another naga behind her. Where in the world had this other snake come from?? Her pulse raced as she was tugged back, hard, against a wall of scales, her head coming to rest on a thick reptilian chest, nestled atop plump pecs, just like the pair in front of her, on Ame's chest. "..He already has a brother." That was a deep baritone from behind her, almost a perfect match for the voice she had been coming to know, from the one before her. Fluidly, Amethystine's torso thickened and broadened, a second pair of arms flowing from under his first set. "Mmm, that'sss better~" Ame said, his voice suddenly just a touch deeper in the same sonorous, sensual timbre the sizable serpent had already had, matching the one that had come from the captor, behind her. Xanders shivered, and Dreki drooled as the musk swirling around her deepened, becoming that much more of a mind-muddling miasma. Her eyes fluttered, feeling both foolish and fortunate to have fallen into such a situation.. but mostly fortunate. Her whole body was aching, burning, being steeped in the seeping scents surrounding her, a sea of musk, of scales and males with powerful tails. She had planned on pulling the python into herself, to then seek another partner, but brother snakes? Oh what luck! Instinctively, she knew, but she looked into the reflective shine of the elevator doors behind Ame, suddenly realizing she could see the one behind her in the muddled image thereupon. Her suspicion was true: the one behind her was a perfect copy of the first. ~ ~~ ~ Clones, twins, an amphisbaena, whatever you called them, they were hot. Despite retaining the cool surfaces of a cold-blooded creature, the linked pair of pythons positively poured with passion, and dripped with an otherworldly allure. The way they moved as one in perfect harmony as they had swept her down the hall, to Amethystine's room.. the way they oozed around one another once ensconced in privacy, with their prize.. the way they would glide-grind upon each other as much as they did so around her body, they were so sublimely sensual, moving more like pure, unabashed, lustful animals than actual proper people. Or, like two limbs of one mastermind manipulator, two twin tendrils, tangling around her, flowing fluidly according to alien whims and dark desires. 'Amphisbaena' was a new word that these conjoined-twin pythonagas taught to Xanders, very quickly, between nuzzling and kissing her neck, her cheeks, suckling on her ears, and hiss-whispering into them - it was a mythical serpent with a head on both ends of the long, coily body. In truth, they were merely one snake, Amethystine, but the pair claimed to be named 'Ameth' and 'Stine', and Xanders had no chance to discuss the matter, simply scooped up into their sensual, slithering world, made to witness their wondrous hiss-laced twisting - around her. As soon as they had slid shut the door to the suite, sequestering themselves with their new vixen plaything, the pair of pythons had pulled out and popped open potions, from a bag on the bed. Things had only gotten more hazy after that, the enclosed space filling with the heady musks of every type of male Xanders could discern, and many more she couldn't. One of the two bottles was labelled 'Omni-Musk,' and it seemed to make the snakes teem with the essences of a whole team of lustful males, the cavalcade of nose-twitching and erotic excitements oozing off of their every scale, pouring from their mouths, their vents, their quartet of cocks, which drooled and leaked an amount that put Dreki and Xanders' spade to shame. Of course, the kitsune's body continued to radiate with that bouquet of scents, belonging to a whole vivacious, voluptuous viper-nest. She could hardly think to turn it off, and even if she had thought to, she wouldn't have. She only wanted to further encourage her coily captors. She was in over her head, drowning in attention - but that was just how she liked it. She only really felt alive if she was being overwhelmed, pushed to her limit. Living long enough to gain all nine of her tails meant she had a high threshold for fun. She wasn't there yet, but the stimulating sight and sound and smell of the snakes and their phallic foursome was beyond promising. The mirrored male-slits, those wide and rapturous ruptures in the reptilian bellies, yawning open between scutes, had burst open back in the hallway, and their throbbing, stiffening contents had brushed against Xanders' thighs her tails, her hips, her waist, while the wave of male scales washed her forward, into the room that was now her passionate prison cell, chained up by coils, and so many claws, hemmed in by huffing, fang-filled jaws. The kitsune had intended to tease the original naga to the point where he simply had to unleash his twin snakes, his hemipenes, so that she might enjoy two throbbing organs filling her pair of holes, before claiming him as her new second snakecock, using him to augment Dreki. She had imagined her serpent-shaft becoming a bulging, drooling naga, alongside the reduced Amethystine, both of them giving her sheath a wondrous stretch. They would have been huge twin-brother shafts, discernible by their colours. All that excess mass from the naga could have gone into her balls, or fuelled the formation of a tauric lower body, to heft the heavy hardons and huge cum factories. Instead, in the back of her musk-addled mind, the fennec hit upon the truth, though she wasn't sure of it; it seemed like when Amethystine really let go, let his lust fully overtake him - as the pretty provocatrix's play had pumped and prompted the python's passions to such a point - a very real set of sensual twin serpents emerged from him, each sporting their own split sexes, as all serpents should. "Our progenitor is too passive.." the serpents murmured, in a voice that came from both of them in perfect, spine-tingling synchronicity. Their eight hands managed to find every especially sensitive spot upon her body, flowing over and through fur, combing the fluff with lethal claws, cupping soft, sensitive spots, or slipping into holes, without pause or permission. Those scaly fingers crept into her lips at times - both nether and snout - and withdrew slickened, to pass onto passion pressure points, smearing her with her own juices, teasing her endlessly as they had their say. "All weekend, We ached to act.." The matching, singular voice from two sets of scaly lips would sometimes be muffled or stopped from one snout, while it kissed a breast, or sucked on a paw or hand, while the other spoke clearly. They and their fingers, their scaly bodies flowing and writhing around her.. it was all everywhere, and nowhere, leaving her wanting, only fanning the flames of her inner fire, her yearning ache for actual attention. "Under the sssurface.. We hungered.. We ssstarved..!" they moaned, claws clutching great swathes of fur - upon tails and neck and breast and thigh and ass and paw, and sune-snout. Some part of her felt like a meal they were about to dig into, about to peel her apart into so many pieces, and devour.. and that it would be somehow devilishly delightful, for the damsel. No more passive penis-python, pumping piles of product from partnered pals. The duo would dominate. "But now.. thanksss to your persssissstence.. We will sssup and be sssated, at long lassst~" And, the delectable damsel was the ideal meal. While they held her helpless and aloft in a coil, with her limber legs lifted to lay alongside her torso, to present her ass outward from within that one powerful twist of their sexual, flexible body, the dualsnake dined upon her derriere. Both brother-snakes bowed below, to twist their necks together, tongues flicking out as one, entwining in midair then splitting apart again to delve into two tight holes, while Xanders squirmed atop the worming invasions of her pucker and spade. Her tails fell upon the twins, brushing and wrapping around their heads, their necks, their shoulders, arms and booty-gripping hands. To be suspended so, bound and crushed in the power of their length, her breasts caressed by that sinuous slab of rippling coil-muscle, it was a fabulous actual beginning to the proper play, after the teasing foreplay of their many but fleeting touches. Before long, a bloom of bliss burst from her bottom, squirting onto snake snouts, a minor climax that merely foretold the future of more and more, to come. With tongue and with finger, the moisture was smeared, applied back onto her butt, along with an abundance of serpent-saliva. The mixture of pheromones and musk upon her backside was intensely intoxicating, to fennec and fellows alike. Pulling back from Xanders, the twins twisted together, moaning softly. Although they appeared utterly distracted by each other, the coil holding Xanders shifted deftly to hold her differently, releasing her legs while retaining her weight, she was made to lay belly down atop a length of coil, as if she was lounging on a tree branch, in a jungle, witnessing the brothers' bliss with one another. The slight show was short, but intense, as their many hands stroked their perfectly matching, sleek, toned bodies. Their touches trailed to their waists, their vents, and their cocks, pumping the poles in the midst of the carnal chaos. The second potion was kicking in, and they moaned as their manhoods morphed, their snouts sliding together, nosing the other's neck or shoulder, hands upon pectorals, and grasping the growing girths. Soon, their tawdry flesh twitched and twisted as much as they did, becoming like thick, slick tongues, or slimy tendrils, entwining together when not held in needy holds. Longer and thinner, the many masturbatory grips seemed to stretch them. The downward clutching strokes of those scaly hands seemed to make a thick bulb of flesh form at the base of the cocks, as well. They seemed like vulpine shafts, in a way, although with a shaft that was vaguely flattened, to warp and twist as a tongue can. The shifter-sune ground her body against the soft snake belly she lay upon, watching intently, her hand inching toward her own snake, to squeeze and tease it, smearing Dreki's drool down his body, instead of just letting it pool on the python's creamy, dreamy underside. Suddenly, Xanders thought the python-pair were cumming, as they hissed in bliss and kissed, while an eruption of moisture came from their cloacae. They panted into the kiss, as the truth came to pass: All four of the tongue-like, knotted shafts were now writhing about as the oh-so-sensitive ends of longer, scalier shafts. Thick pythonic forms undulated and oozed free from the pair of vents. Cocksnakes, a quartet of them, whose scaly lips were stretched open by those thick, throbbing knots. These serpentine organs owned these tongue-tools, it seemed. Rapidly, all attention turned to Xanders. Both men and the four phallic forms, 12 slitted eyes, all unblinking, staring at her upon her perch. The voyeur in the jungle, who had been enjoying the show and moaning as she witnessed it, was discovered. The serpents, with sticky vents and tangle of snakes peeling wetly apart, welcomed their guest into their midst, as they brought her down between them, and swiftly sandwiched her, allowing their augmented sexes roaming her form. Again, she was thrust into the musk-dense space betwixt the brothers, with the drooling dicks twisting around her limbs, those strange bulge-based tongues licking her with that cocktail of scintillating scents. Little mouths hissed and pumped with pre, all over her, licking and kissing and suckling, latching onto her balls, her nipples, entwining with her tails, around wrists and fingers, demanding attention. More than once, her little Dreki was dwarfed by a carnal coily cousin, who squeezed the little cocksnake, kissed at him, before enveloping his whole sensitive, pre-leaking head, while either mashing his chin against the shaft-tongue within, or feeding it to the eager kitsune-erection. Before Xanders knew it, she was kneeling on coils, guided lower by strong scaly hands. One set of hands were on her shoulders, her head, while the other four were on her thighs, her hips, her rump, her tails. The twins had moved her into a perfect presentation pose, and wasted no time in using her, properly. At either end, she was being quickly kissed and probed, as the serpents hissed, above. Two kissing cocksnouts in front of her, smearing pre-drool over her lips, her cheeks, nuzzling at and somewhat into her ears, winding around her neck.. all while the other pair of python-penes worshipped her backside, slobbering over her holes before brushing below and forward, to kiss at her balls, nip at the base of her snake. The amphisbaenaga reasserted their will, then: gripping their snakes in two hands each, with their other set free to steady their plaything, they aimed and pressed forward, all as one. Simultaneously, the sensual serpents stuffed her with their four tongue-shafts, one in her tailhole, one in her snatch, and both before her invading her lips. The slippery things slotted into her pair of backside holes smoothly and swiftly, coming from the twin organs, who had shifted to lay their veiny, throbbing atop one another, gripped by a huge naga hand, grinding their bodies together, furthering the pleasure of their owner, and his brother. Deep within her mouth, the duo of dicks delved, both scaly, salty snakes rushing into her mouth, spiralling tightly together in the pressure of her small jaws, both of them fighting to pop their knots through the ring of muscle that defined her throat. She had never been more glad to have long since discarded her gag reflex. Her tails flagged and flailed, her toes sprawling, legs quivering.. her hands scratched at the thick scales of the snake in front of her. She had no idea if it was Ameth, or Stine, and didn't care in the slightest. She had lost track of who was who, as soon as they had gotten to the room. It didn't matter, all that mattered was the sheer pleasure of this moment, this perfect filling, that was tailored to her, by the ravenous, rapturous reptiles, this perfect pair of pretty, young, python things. The sublime slimy wetness of those sexual tongues was finally beginning to soothe the fire in her super-heated holes, the fetching fellows and their phallic flesh finally making proper use of her stretching epicentres of ecstasy. Pumping and flexing, each of the four shaftsnakes was a wonder in and of itself, and the effect of all four working in random tandem, their needy shoves and dives at her aching openings made her feel like she had six lovers. The quartet of cocks and the twin hosts, who tenderly stroked her and caressed her, as much as roughly and possessively grabbing and tugging. A wave of scales rose like a tide below her, and a thick lick of snake body washed up at her neglected front, grinding over her breasts and belly, and the drool-drenched Dreki. The fast, urgent tonguing made those knots swell larger, and the shafts began to pop in AND out of her, stretching her repeatedly, rapturously. A pair of orgasms pumped through her, one after the other, in rapid succession, and her form clenched and swallowed, tightening, not letting the tongues escape any further. They were tongue-tied. Ameth & Stine shuddered and twisted tighter around Xanders, having been teetering on their own edge, as they let their snakes do as they pleased, all the more aroused at the living members' actions than their own. To have a whole other consciousness controlling the motion of your most sensitive appendages, was core to their entangled existence. Ameth was the one with his front up against Xanders' snout, but because a snake's vent is on the opposite end of his body, his shafts were present upon Stine's front. His twin had unfettered access to this sexual spires, controlled where they would be placed, how they would be touched. His sexuality was entirely in the domain of another, and the way that Stine began to shove nearer to Xanders' rump, compressing those two snakes and their tied tongues harder and deeper, it only registered remotely to Stine himself. It was felt quite keenly by Ameth, who cried out, cumming hard, pleasure rippling from one end of the long dual-ended body, to the other. As such, Ameth gripped Xanders' head, with thumbs rubbing her ears, and pumped deeper into her widening jaws, girthy and spiralled snakeshaft bodies filling her face entirely, as the tongue-knots popped into her throat. Stine groaned thanks to his brother's actions, as that throat-lodged pair of lustful length began to gush and gush. His pleasure was likewise like a lightning claw of carnal succour, slashing fast up and down the long legless body - which twitched and twisted all around them, burning with bliss at last. All four phallic snakes rippled with a small river of cum, and a deluge of delight, for the duo that owned them. Up into the kitsune's cunny, the cum crashed, a double-shot dumped into her belly, as even more emptied into her colon, cream cascading from what felt like all angles. The pulsing pumping and the heat of her hunky twins' loads which lurched and surged thick through her body, it set off a chain reaction: another feminine peak flooded through her from her nethers, and her male side was unleashed with an unearthly urgency, Dreki's dicksnake body detonating, spilling the contents of the kitsune's balls all over the nest of coils, below. Oooh, Divines! It was so rare to have someone make her snake shoot, without so much as a single touch to his sensitive scales. But she wouldn't be satisfied yet, not with only a measly small handful of femme-gasms and one snake-blast. Luckily, the long, lewd and linked lotharios were far from finished. ~