Kabol smiled.
The naga between his lips took notice of its curvature and shook her head. She tried to pull herself from between the lips, She began to weep, "Please don't do it! I want to live!" Kabol began to slurp her more in his mouth, Her human belly passed through his lips. She pushed harder, begging again, "No! I'm sorry I tried to eat you! I'll be your slave, just let me live!" Kabol slurped again, feeling her precious good upstairs slide on his tongue. Only her head, shoulder, and arms were sticking out. She bit tried grabbing whatever she could. It was futile. She closed her eyes, "I'm scared!"
Finally, Kabol slurped the rest of her body in. She laid on his rough tongue that felt almost like sand paper. The mouth was humid. She was already drenched in his saliva and some of her tail was dangling down the throat. She trembled in fear on the lukewarm tongue. The only source of light is from the parted lips and teeth in front of her.
An entire moment of stillness confused her. For a second she even thought she had a chance. Kabol was merely using it to let the moment sink in. He sloshed her about in his mouth and savored her taste. Her human half tasted a bit salty, while the snake half tasted like venison. Kabol teased her by laying her on top of his teeth a few times, and nibbling on her. He can still hear he crying.
Kabol leaned back his head, making the naga freak out and try to grab something. It was too late. with a single swallow, the naga was sent slithering down his throat. A lump was apparent for the widest part of the naga, but it disappeared at the base of the neck.
Kabol was content he didn't settle with the mouse. He wiped some of his spit from his lips and continued walking. He can feel the naga bang against he walls of his stomach, he's sure she's begging as well. Kabol knows how it feels to be swallowed. Happened to him a few times. But the naga doesn't have any blades that she can cut out with, so she's going to have to settle with digesting in the remains of his lunch.
He laid down, preparing to take a nap and letting his gut have all the energy it needs. He soon felt a few bumps. It was the naga trying to escape the stomach from where she came in from. Kabol poked below his ribs, "If you think you can climb out, try it. But you'll be going back in several smaller pieces."
The lamia stopped struggling, letting Kabol forget about her and rest.
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