Nathan fidgeted at his keyboard, anxious about the current trajectory of his life. A woman he didn't really love slept on his sofa, taxing his train of thought, as the specter of tomorrow's work-shift loomed even more dreadfully. He'd spent all night writing ridiculous, venal stories, centered around pampering outlandish and monstrous women. Noting the dawning sunlight through his crumpled Venetian blinds, and knowing his twelve hour shift would be spent battling sleeplessness, the aimless man sighed in exasperation. He prayed for something different, something entirely beyond the ordinary, from the very bottom of his fast-food encrusted heart. Nathan's final, drowsy thoughts centered back on the infantile escapades he'd written of for hours earlier, before drifting off to sleep on his creaking office chair.
God's Heavenly Kingdom chugged along in perfect, harmonious synchronicity, the unfathomable realm seamlessly maintaining the laws of physics and flow of time. Legions of angels ensured the exact transpiring of the Lord's every whim and wish, making sure His will be done. An odd process was playing out in the very center of the paradisaical plane, an ancient rite of benevolence connecting the almighty with his terrestrial creations. Every full planetary rotation, God would honor but a single prayer from the countless billions that ushered forth from Humanity daily, picked at supernaturally perfect random. This grand, divine contest held huge consequences for the people of Earth, but by the Creator's wishes, the glorious bequeathment of free-will would be exercised, consequences be damned.
Fluttering cherubs processed the culminating prayers of humankind's combined yearnings, operating by ordinations from the Godhead itself. The pure essence of humanity's combined, formalized desires flowed into a coruscating mass of writhing energies. As had been done since God first answered the first prayer, an honored winner was selected from all the unconsciously submitted entrants, the mass dissipating into a single remaining prayer. Gabriel himself flew down to personally transport the ethereal wish to the Lord's throne, the head cherubim stoically handing off the entrusted, incorporeal artifact. As the great and honored angel flew up to the Almighty's domain, he intuitively sensed the prayer's contents, cursing in exasperation to himself at the folly of Man. As the great seraph passed the overwhelming, energetic threshold emanating from the Creator's profound presence, his mind raced with different ways of introducing the salacious, primitive plea.
"Hey...God. I've got the prayer and...Well, it's not another boring one," Gabriel said out tactfully, though his voice was lost among the awe-inspiring vibrations roiling out from the Lord's proximity.
"Spit it the fuck out, Gabriel. Did another asshole pray for the world to be destroyed? Are we going to have to make a new one, again?" came His divine communications, entering Gabriel's mind in a series of flashing colors followed by an unfathomable resonance.
"Oh Heavens no, nothing that bad this time. It's another pervert, wishing for a supernatural entity. His prayer was kind of wishy-washy and vague though, he might of been asking for two? I say we just send one of those Greek things from the pit to him, see how he likes one of those bitches," Gabriel answered, trying to keep the conversation civil.
"Well...Better get his soul up here, so we can hash this out. The prayer Is very poorly worded, I can't make heads or tails of it. Get it? Because this sicko wants to fuck animal people," came God's elemental commandment. Gabriel laughed politely at the Lord's joke, knowing His sense of humor worked in mysterious ways. Between the glitter of a star and the blink of an eye, the angel ferried the mortal's soul from Earth to Heaven, Nathan's vital essence brought before the majesty of God's throne.
"Hey, weirdo. Explain your prayer. Explain it right the fuck now, before the Almighty himself," Gabriel commanded of Nathan's immortal soul, the divine spark confused by the sudden transposition to such an astounding utopia. Nathan's spirit could see for impossible distances in every direction, noting structures and creatures of mind-expanding vastness in every trajectory. Heaven was beyond describing, vaster than thousands of Earths multiplied and compounded upon each other, Elysium's expansive splendor revealing a scale of existence utterly beyond Nathan's reckoning.
He was confused at first, before perfectly remembering his earlier yearning, no longer bound by the limitations of flesh. Nathan wordlessly communicated, "Oh yeah, I wanted like, a fox or a snake girl or something. I dunno, they both seem cool. Would it be greedy to ask for both? I'd like both at the same time, if possible. I'm not sure how'd that work though, do I have to marry them bot--" but before Nathan could finish, his animus was whisked back into his corporeal vessel faster than light could travel.
God then espoused to Gabriel in a choir of reality-distorting vibrations, "You heard 'em, get it done. Man, I hope his freaky beau doesn't get on the news. We were doing so good at keeping reality consistent these past few centuries. I'm starting to miss the boring prayers."
Nathan awoke well past noon, dozing through his alarm, and now dreadfully late for work. He nearly toppled over in his cheap, plastic, swivel chair, sniffing his armpits to see if he could sprint to work in his current state. His nose revealed he could not, and Nathan simply collapsed at his desk, resigned to missing the whole day, and likely losing his job at the chip plant. A strange, hissing voice spoke aloud from behind, "Hey, you're awake. Cool." Nathan turned around in his chair, and immediately began shrieking and spilling out across the dirty, carpeted floor. He cowered into the corner of the room upon spying the creature looming in the doorway, it's strange form indiscernible at first to his newly awoken mind. The creature slithered forward, filling up the room as she continued in a fast-paced hiss, "Keep it down, that woman is still sleeping on the couch in your living room. We should talk about that, before she wakes up."
The terrified man tried to make sense of the monstrosity before him, slowly noting its clashing, bestial features. The thing had a generally ophidian look, it's tapering, scaled, serpentine length winding and coiling through his room. But the snake's length ended in a humanoid torso, covered in scales from the front, and lush, red fur in the back. The snake person had a feminine look to her, with the facial features of a reptilian fox. She had fluffy vulpine ears and a whiskered muzzle covered in fur, but her lower jaw was covered in teal scales, which ran down her throat, abdomen and stomach, spreading out across her tubular lower-half. As he adjusted to the strange snake-fox's clashing vulpine and ophidian features, Nathan realized the exotic serpent woman was really quite fetching. "Are you okay? You look really pale. I'm not here to hurt you," the snake-fox murmured evenly.
"W-who are you? What are you? Is this...Is any of this real?" Nathan panted out desperately, still shrinking into the corner of his small room.
"Awh, you look so scared. My names Tamamo-no-Moccasin, but you can call me Tammy. Look, I don't want to be too forward, I can see you're becoming hysteric, but I think we'd be perfect for each other!" Tammy said soothingly, coiling up over the recoiling man and reaching out to comfort him. When her soft, furred hands held his shoulder, Nathan realized this might actually be happening, as he instinctively leaned into her tender touch. "That's it, you're such a sweet, little guy," Tammy hissed, cinching about him protectively, her belly scales smooth and cool as they glided over Nathan's bare legs and arms. Suddenly, his spontaneous reverie with the inexplicable hybrid was interrupted, as Nathan's girlfriend, Brenda, walked into the doorless room.
"What's with all the screaming and--Oh my God! What the fuck--" but before Brenda could even fathom the scene before her, the snake-fox creature had disentangled from Nathan, and was wriggling towards the terrified human woman with the speed of a black mamba. Nathan was so overwhelmed by the bewildering circumstances, he didn't know how to react as Tammy violently coiled about his wailing girlfriend like a python with a mouse. The two women were wrapped up together in a tangled mess of limbs and scales, Tammy's long tail slithering around the room wildly as she wrapped her undulating length about the smaller human girl.
Nathan desperately interjected as the tussle took on an ominous, predatory tone, "Hey now, cut that out. I'll- I'll call the police! Are you listening? What the fuck are you doing to her, T-Tammy?" The serpentine vixen was busily hoisting Brenda's sleeping garments off, immediately leaving the pudgy girl completely naked. Tammy had heaved a length of her serpentine coils over Brenda's face, muffling the writhing girl's protests. The predatory snake woman had Brenda completely restrained in her scaly lower-body, while Tammy's vulpine upper body crawled down towards the nude girl's wiggling feet. Nathan was too entranced by the horrifying spectacle to continue protesting, as the vixen's maw began unhinging wide, revealing a yawning, pink oral interior. The full gravity of the situation became fully apparent, as the snake-fox promptly gulped over Brenda's kicking feet, slowly slurping up the bound woman's legs until her snout was resting over Brenda's knobby knees.
"Oh Jesus Christ! Get away from her you freak!" Nathan yelled at the top of his lungs.
Tammy looked up from her meal, smiling placidly at Nathan as she tried to reply, but couldn't manage to speak from around Brenda's thick, wriggling thighs. The snake-fox then turned her attention back to Brenda's squirming form, licking up every inch of flesh exposed to help lubricate the hefty woman's descent down the voracious snake-fox's serpentine throat. Nathan thought about physically intervening, but realized the huge serpentine vixen probably weighed five times what he did, and was blocking the doorway with her coils and Brenda. Looking back from the exit to the grisly scene, Nathan blanched to realize Brenda was now up to her hips in Tammy's mouth, and the snake-fox was still slurping up more of her victim's feminine curves.
"Oh God! Oh shit! Please stop! Stop it!" Nathan cried out helplessly, as Tammy's head bobbed up and down, swallowing up Brenda's waist with natural ease, the writhing outline of the girl's pelvis visible as it descended down Tammy's scaled gullet. The sight of Brenda's plump ass being engulfed by the snake-woman's gaping maw was too much for Nathan to bear, and he collapsed back into the room's corner, muttering that it was all a dream. The snake-fox had to exert increasingly forceful swallowing pressure to coax Brenda down her throat. The hybrid's flexible frame struggled to fit around Brenda's shapely form, but the stout woman finally slid down Tammy's esophagus up to her large, jiggling breasts. The vixen's maw closed around Brenda's ample bosom, squeezing them together tightly before releasing the pair. Tammy had to awkwardly adjust her straining jaws to swallow both breasts whole, which caused her entire length to shake and shudder as her body struggled to accommodate such a massive meal. As Tammy continued to slurp up Brenda's voluptuous chest, her vulpine muzzle pressed against the larger woman's supple flesh, causing a lewd squelching noise as they made tight, wet contact.
Brenda felt herself sliding further down Tammy's serpentine gullet, feeling like she might be going somewhere she didn't want to go. She panicked, realizing she was getting swallowed alive by this monstrous creature, who seemed intent on making a meal of her, whole and alive. Brenda had been gargling in terror, trying to scream through Tammy's tightly pressing coils, but no sound came out. Her voice was uselessly muffled by Tammy's constrictive lower length, and the only sounds coming from Brenda were muffled moans and squeals as she was being forced down Tammy's throat. The snake-woman's vulpine muzzle was now yawning over Brenda's face, and the terrified woman could feel its moist heat on her cheeks. The slimy texture of Tammy's tongue tickled her nose as it probed her nostrils, and she instinctively recoiled from it, but found the slimy flesh enveloping her face even as she tried to escape. Tammy's long tail slithered about freely from her prey's mouth as Brenda's eyes grew wide with panic, seeing nothing but rippling, pink flesh surrounding her as she was consumed by the beast.
Tammy's serpentine body convulsed slightly as it molded and constricted around the feisty human girl, forcing a final, desperate gasp from Brenda's lips as she sank deeper down Tammy's gullet. The snake-fox was clearly enjoying the sensation of her prey's fitful descent. Tammy began to make soft, mewling noises, almost purring as she felt Brenda's struggling form slide down her gullet. It was a strangely sensual experience for the predator, whose serpentine body writhed and twitched around her captured meal in response to Brenda's frantic struggles.
Tammy then looked up at the horror-struck man watching her devour his girlfriend, having the grace to at least look a bit remorseful, before releasing a reverberating belch, the mournful sound of Brenda's cries just barely discernible within the cavernous rumble. "Sorry about that," Tammy said apologetically, looking up at Nathan with her warm, slitted, amber eyes. She then turned her attention back to Brenda's encompassed outline, slowly sliding the woman down her serpentine gullet until Brenda was fully submerged inside the ophidian predator's distended midsection. Tammy's eyes closed in sensuous focus, intently settling the twisting, feminine silhouette of Brenda's naked body inside her stomach.
Nathan sat there petrified, unable to move or speak as he watched Tammy's enormous, scaly belly begin to clench and contract rhythmically around Brenda's writhing form. He couldn't believe what was happening, he was still so shocked by the bizarre situation. His mind reeled as Tammy's powerful abdominal muscles flexed and contracted, detailing Brenda's nude figure in exquisite detail as they squeezed her between their contracting walls. The huge snake-woman was obviously enjoying the feeling of her captive's body squirming about inside her.
Tammy let out another contented burp, as she savored the taste of Brenda's perfume lingering on her tongue, "Anyway, we need to talk about our relationship. I know you're a bit nervous about me being a hybrid monster, but I think we can work things out. You don't have to worry about my appetite, I'm a woman-eater."
"What are you? What do you want?" Nathan asked weakly, his voice cracking with fear and confusion.
"I told you, I'm a hybrid, a foxgirl mixed with a snake! Oh God, I thought you'd be more receptive to all this, considering all that perverted stuff you write. Let me spell this out; you're my boyfriend now. We're partnered, and you now have certain responsibilities towards me. I'm gonna take good care of you, so you'll want to treat me right too!" Tammy said, coiling up around Nathan protectively once again.
"No, no, no...no way. This isn't real, this is some kind of sick joke. No one would ever be interested in something like you..." Nathan stammered, desperately trying to deny the reality of the situation. Tammy's scaly length coiled up closer, as Nathan became aware of Brenda's naked form squirming about inside the serpentine creature's stomach as the snake-fox snuggled up against him. He could feel Brenda's firm breasts pressed up through the scales of Tammy's belly, bulging outwards as they were squeezed between the muscular walls of her gut.
"Well, if you don't like it, then why don't you try to get away from me? Go ahead, see how far you get," Tammy teased, letting her coils relax slightly. Nathan felt utterly helpless as he realized he had no chance of escaping from the serpentine vixen.
"You're insane! You're fucking insane!" Nathan yelled at the top of his lungs.
"I know you've been curious about girls like me, since you started writing those stories. Well, here I am!" Tammy said triumphantly.
Tammy's vulpine muzzle pressed up against Nathan's face, her warm breath washing over his lips as she spoke softly, "I know you didn't expect this, but you're going to have fun with me. Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself."
Nathan tried to push Tammy off him, but her serpentine strength was overwhelming, and she easily held him pinned down with her coils. Finally, he desperately pleaded, "I...You're just something I made up! A character in my books, nothing more than fiction! I prayed for someone like you to come along someday, but not like this!"
"Prayed for me? Yeah, okay, whatever, that all sounds great. See, we were made for each other!" Tammy responded quickly, seamlessly going with Nathan's fantasy.
Nathan struggled to free himself from Tammy's clutching coils, but found them impossible to budge. He looked up at Tammy's wide-eyed visage, which seemed to be smiling knowingly at him. "See, I've been doing some research and--" Tammy began, before Nathan interjected.
"Research? B-but didn't I just manifest you out of thin air?" Nathan asked incredulously.
"Yeah, well, I'm sorta like a spirit or something. Look, just go with it, I'm your prayers answered, right?" Tammy said, lying blatantly as she continued to coil around him.
"Oh yeah, I guess so," Nathan replied hesitantly.
"Good! Now let's get back to talking about our relationship!" Tammy demanded, wrapping her tail around Nathan's legs and squeezing them together tightly, eliciting Brenda's muffled cries from within the snake-fox's distended midsection. Tammy continued speaking in a dreamy, sing-song, hissing tone, "There are these things called 'escort agencies', you can have girls just drive up right to your house! I'm kinda still hungry, so I was hoping you could order us both some take-out, if you catch my drift. Part of your responsibilities as my husband is keeping me fed, you know what I mean?"
Nathan felt his heart pounding in his chest as he listened to Tammy talk about their future life together. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to laugh or cry.