A literotic sexstories: Part 3) Within The Lab: A Business Proposal by cheddercheese ,
( side-note: i changed the ending of the ex boyfriend part of the story series. i felt WAY too bad for him)
thanks for reading mah intro, now onto the story!!Greg tried her best to coil herself right in the water that had been placed at the bottom of the tank. Her scales darkened from the moisture as she tried her best to
soak away the rank reptilian stink that seemed to cling all around her. It was soaked into her scales and especially against the lower edge of her belly. She hadn’t
known that snakes plugged their partners, not that she was allowed to feel the plug for long. Each time one of the males had pumped out the thick gel that sealed her
passage shut, Ann would pull her back out and forcible remove it. The sticky substance had left remnants behind on her broad belly scales. She felt disgusting, dirty,
the scent of males lingered on her and only seemed more poignant due to the glass walls of the enclosure.
All during the day her humiliation had been compounded not just by the stabs of the barbed cocks, but by the sight of the camera that continually shifted around the
enclosure. Every time she felt one of the males wrap around her and the first painful push of the shaft, she was greeted by the blinking red light on the camera. Her
entire ordeal caught on camera while her ex watched from the other side of the glass. The last time a plug had been removed she had been pulled out and felt a finger
dig into her vent and probe her bruised passage to pull it free. The slightly sweet scent of feminine arousal was on the air making it another humiliation on the
growing stack.
When she was finally allowed to relax and curl up without the males trying to mate her she tried to find a way out. She found she could lift her upper body high into
the air as long as she rested her chin and belly scales against the glass. Her tongue flicked out steadily and instinctively. At first she’d found it odd, but now she
just couldn’t stop the steady flickering movements. The moment she came near towards the grated hood of the enclosure she strained just a few more inches before
falling backwards again. The soft laughter from her ex did nothing to ease the rush of shame that ran through her body. She wanted to cry, she wanted to ball herself
up and just sob in frustration. The phone rang at least taking away from the shadow of her ex watching her.
“Dr. McNickle’s office.” Her voice made the former man shudder while his eyes flicked around trying to locate a weakness. “Ahhh yes hello, Johnathan! I was just
uploading the video’s from the earlier this afternoon.”
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Ann kept one of her eyes locked on the terrarium and the dark streaked form of the snake. She was a bit surprised to see Greg trying to find an opening from the
enclosure. She leaned over to pick up one of her research books and placed it firmly on the mesh lid. The last thing she needed was an all out hunt for an escaped
snake. She leaned backwards so that she could keep her eyes on the enclosure while she tried to concentrate on the investor on the phone. She curled pulled her legs up
as the deep baritone voice rumbled out from the other end of line.
“Dr. McNickles! I’m happy to hear from you. I just watched the first few videos and I must admit they are perfectly done. A nature documentary would be hard pressed to
match that sort of quality.”
“Thank you, sir.” She brightened a little even as her cheeks flushed a little bit to a rich red coloration. She knew why they had been so lovingly detailed, she had
spent the entire time watching the mating and hovered on the edge of orgasm. “I filmed them with the intention that one day they’d be placed in a presentation.”
“Well it seems that you’ve done a good job of it. Though I wanted to call you with a…delicate proposal.” The voice hesitated for a moment.
“Proposal?” She raised her brow a little bit while her fingers tapped against the edge of the counter. “What sort?”
“What sort of proposal? I’m afraid at the moment I’d not want to take on more research when this is starting to bear fruit.”
“I think you’d be able to deal with this. I think though it’d be better if I called you when you were at home if you don’t mind?” Johnathan’s voice changed into
something softer, though not the sort of tone that hinted at sex or seduction.
“Home? I suppose so. I’ll be getting in late tonight, I was just settling things here at work and I can call you from there.” She glanced over at the clock, nearly 9
PM, just enough time for what she wanted to do before Terry came in.
“Excellent! I’ll look forward to your call.”
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Greg shifted in the cage uncomfortably as he tried to move along the bottom of the tank. The belly scales plucked along the edges until she felt the thick plug being
tugged just along her scaled vent. A sharp spasm of anger and humiliation washed over her as she felt intimately the way she’d lost what manhood she used to have. Her
body felt so sore, her passage felt raw and aching, almost as if it were burning. She twisted her head a little as she finally dropped the bulk of her belly against
the shallow pool of water. If only that disgusting plug would dissolve and spill out of her, she could feel it still spreading her open.
The top of the lid opened with a clank and she jerked her head up with a muffled hiss of anger as a pair of hands moved down towards her. She tried to jerk her head
back and gaped her jaws open ready to strike out in her anger. Instead the expert fingers pinched down just behind her head again and a wave of despair ran through her
as she was pulled up. Not again, that damned plug was going to be peeled out of her so that she could be taken again. Not again! She couldn’t feel the grip of a male’s
scales all over again and put through the pain of being fucked. Not again, please, not again. Why was this bitch so damn angry at him?! This went beyond revenge!
Ann’s hands held her tightly even as she tried to work her new body around in circles to tug free. Her heart started to pound faster in fear as her head was forced
into the now all too familiar restraint wrapping around her neck. The thick bodied snake was being pulled out until it was forced into an S curve with her blunt muzzle
so close to her own abused sex. So close she could see the thick sticky gel that clung against her outer folds, the skin was reddened and abused from repeatedly being
bred. Something about being able to see what’s happened, made her feel each ache anew. Each bruise, each scrape inside of her was felt afresh. Along with the complete
humiliation of seeing the female sex.
“Now we’re going to help speed things up. After all I’m not a cruel person, Greg.” The voice was low and mocking and she tried to twist her head up to glare at her.
Not a cruel person?! She had just had him raped by animals until her body felt as if it was just one large bruise. She’d not just had her raped, she’d watched and
filmed her humiliation. Was she planning on turning her back and making her watch those tapes? Or leak them out? Had she actually videoed that as well? Cold dread
filled her as she imagined what sort of video that would make. If it were ever leaked she’d be ruined! And she said she wasn’t a cruel person! She knew she should have
put that woman in her place in the beginning! Or at least kept her affairs on a shorter leash so she hadn’t found out about them so quickly.
“So I’ve developed a serum that will coax your body into overtime. Well not your entire body, but the one I’m interested in.” She pulled out a syringe and Greg tried
to shrink away. “You see half of our research isn’t simply successful breedings, but about ensuring swift results. It’s always easier to solve any problems that come
up if easier that way. Then we’ll have several generations to pool from.”
Greg jerked and then widened her eyes as he watched to syringe run down along her lower belly. The scales bunched up as she tried to avoid it but Ann’s hand came down
to firmly press against her coils to keep her still. Even as she watched the needle pried just between two of the larger stomach scales and sank into her. There was a
pricking pain at the insertion before she watched in silent horror as the clear liquid was pushed into her body. She could feel the slightly chill sensation of it
networking outwards. All she could do was watch! What did she mean breedings? Generations? She wasn’t serious right? She couldn’t really have eggs. She wanted to
scream for her to stop it, that she’d do anything, just stop it!
“Now this next injection will make sure you have the nutrients and calcium you’ll need to create your eggs. After all in the wild you’d have plenty of time to build
them up, but here I’m afraid we’ll have to rely on force feeding you.” The needle pulled out but she found that her situation hadn’t improved at all.
Fingers moved up and gripped the sides of her head to pry open her jaws. What horrified her wasn’t the fact her mouth was spread, but the twist of her lower jaw that
forced them to open too wide. Greg had vague memories of high school and knowing snakes could dislocate their lower jaw, but the feeling made her shudder. A thick
rubber tube was forced over her tongue and started to steadily push down her throat. For a moment she panicked and tried to force it back out. It was too thick! The
soft rubber pushed its way down her throat until she felt nearly a foot of it having been firmly seated into her maw and Ann’s fingers released her jaws. She clenched
down around the tube and gave a mental sob at the feel of it filling out her throat.
Her ex walked away for a few moments only to return with a pitcher of something that looked chalky and disgusting. It was a pale brown color and sloshed the edges so
that she could see it was as thick as a milk shake. Before she could really protest she watched as a funnel was affixed to the tube jutting from her muzzle and her
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