My cock came off easily. She took my balls at the same time; my whole package all in one nice piece. It didn't hurt exactly, but the sensation the knife created as it passed through my flesh was mildly unpleasant. Sort of like being pinched, not quite badly enough to hurt, but on the inside of the flesh connecting my cock and balls to the rest of my body.

The knife had gone through my meat like it wasn't even there, with virtually no resistance. My girlfriend made a small, triumphant noise as she set down the knife and brought my genitals up to her face for a closer inspection. The sensation of movement and air brushing by my cock while the rest of me stayed still was very strange.

Emily peered at it closely, turning it over and running her fingers along the cut. There was no damage or blood, just a flat plane of flesh of similar color to the rest of my package. I could feel the warm tips of her delicate fingers as she ran them along it. It felt like her fingers were somehow on the inside of the base of my cock. A very strange sensation, but not at all unpleasant.

As she examined my now disconnected cock, turning it over and over, my relaxed testicles shifted around. The sac flopped first one way, then the other. Emily noticed this, and soon had my cock held vertically in her left hand with my balls dangling down, swaying slightly. She rocked her hand gently, which made my sac pendulum back and forth. She then reached up with her right hand and fondled it, rolling my balls around gently in her smooth palm. It felt at once both utterly erotic and completely alien to have my family jewels completely at the mercy of gravity and my girlfriend.

She brought the shaft close to her face, rolled back my foreskin, winked at me, and gave the head a quick kiss. I groaned a little at the feeling of her moist, soft lips and the tickling flutter of her breath on my sensitive cock head. She then handed me my cock.

It felt very strange to hold my cock and balls in my hands. I had certainly had my hands on them enough times in my life, but it was very different to be able to lift them up and look at them from the angle my girlfriend usually saw them from. I played with my package for a moment, dangling my balls down from my cock, as Emily had, and then doing the reverse. The tug of gravity in such an unusual way was new and breathtakingly arousing.

My girlfriend then held her hand out for my package, and I returned it to her. She held on to it with both hands, looking down on it warmly and with a hint of possessive pride. Gently caressing it, she turned around and looked at the reason we had cut my genitals off. The reason was in a large terrarium tank on the opposite side of the wall, basking on a small log under a sun lamp. Her pet king snake, Lisa.

"Are you ready?" she asked, slowly and absently sliding one lightly clenched fist up and down my shaft as she looked back at me.

"Umm.. I guess." I replied. I didn't sound exactly enthusiastic, but it hadn't been my idea in the first place. The sensations in my cock her hand was creating were also competing for my attention, making my reply a little slow in coming.

"Well, don't sound too exited about it." she said with a knowing smile that turned into a light laugh. Her casual ministrations had caused me to give a light, trembling shudder and begin breathing a bit quicker. She delighted in my condition for a moment, then walked over to the terrarium. I followed.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked.

"No, but it should be fun to watch." she replied. I could hear the grin she must have been wearing in her excited voice.

Emily opened the lid of the terrarium and we looked down on her pet for a moment. Lisa was a California Mountain Kingsnake. She had beautiful colored bands of glossy white, black, and red scales circling her. She wasn't too large; a little over two and a half feet long and about an inch and a half in diameter at her thickest part. She was quite docile and didn't mind being handled at all. In fact, she seemed to relish the body warmth of whomever was holding her, and would wrap herself around whatever body part was available.

"Do you think she's big enough?" I asked. We had been waiting for Lisa to grow large enough for a while, and I still wasn't sure that she was.

"I think so. We'll find out in a few minutes anyway." Emily replied.

Giving my cock one last caress, she tugged my foreskin back as far as it would go, baring my sensitive glans completely. Grasping my cock by the base, she lowered it down towards the snake.

Lisa had perked her head up as soon as we walked over, eying us interestedly. She raised her head a bit more when Emily opened terrarium, and followed Emily's hand intently as it descended towards her. Lisa had been on a bit of a fast for the past several weeks, in preparation for tonight, and her hunger was reflected in her alert pose and slightly tensed body language.

Emily held my cock and balls in front of Lisa for a moment and watched as the snake tasted the air in front of my cock head a few times, the tip of her forked tongue nearly flicking it. Emily then waved my cock back and forth, with Lisa's head following it intently. Lisa was apparently interested, but seemed a bit hesitant.

"She's probably confused about why I'm offering her something that smells like you." Emily said, with quick glance back at me.

This was almost certainly true. Emily usually fed Lisa mice that had been pre-killed. She would dangle them by their tails in front of Lisa's head until Lisa decided to take them. This usually took only a moment. My dick looked nothing like a mouse, and smelled like someone who regularly handled her. I was momentarily proud of Lisa's loyalty, glad that she recognized my smell enough to not instantly regard my dick as edible, despite her hunger.

Then Lisa struck. It was almost too quick to see. One moment she was nosing my manhood gingerly, the next she had reared back, struck, and clamped her jaws down on the front half of my glans. It seemed that she had decided that I could be food after all.

Emily crowed in delight, while I let out a startled yip and reflexively grabbed for my crotch. Snakes have teeth, and although they are not large, they are sharp. I knew this, and had been expecting it, but it still managed to surprise me. Lisa's teeth were pointed backwards, to ensure her prey didn't escape and to aid in swallowing that prey once it was subdued.

Kingsnakes are constrictors, and Lisa demonstrated this by quickly starting to wrap herself around my cock while her jaws retained their death grip on its head. As this was happening, Emily lowered my package and Lisa to the pebbled, mossy bottom of the terrarium.

Once Lisa had the ground securely under her, she rapidly finished wrapping herself around both my cock and balls. Once she was done, she immediately started to bear down and squeeze. This was unusual behavior for her, as she never seemed to feel the need to constrict the dead mice Emily fed her. I think she must have sensed that her current meal was still warm and alive, despite the lack of escape attempts.

I let out a breath of surprise at this, but the sensation wasn't painful. Lisa wasn't big or strong enough to squeeze very hard, and it probably would have been pleasant if not for the teeth digging into the end of my glans distracting me. Emily had squeezed me much harder during some of our play. The girl had some very strong hands.

Speaking of Emily, she was watching with excited amazement as Lisa coiled up my cock. She had dropped to one knee in front of the terrarium, her hands and face pressed up against the glass of the front wall, peering in.

"Awesome!" she exclaimed. Her obvious enthusiasm made her seem like a schoolgirl on a trip to the zoo for the first time.

Lisa started readjusting her mouth, slowly working her jaws up my glans. Her sharp teeth made new pinpricks in my oh so sensitive skin each time she advanced. She stopped and seemed satisfied once she had the majority of my glans enveloped. She continued to constrict my cock and balls, putting the most pressure midway down my shaft. This continued for several minutes.

As Emily and I stood there watching intently, I could feel myself start to wilt. The initial excitement had started to wear off, and the pain of Lisa's teeth was beginning to get to me. Emily soon noticed.

"Are you getting smaller?" she asked, a little alarmed. "I want Lisa to swallow you while you're as hard as you can get, otherwise it won't be a challenge for her or as much fun for us."

She quickly pulled a wide, padded footstool in front of the terrarium. She sat me down on one end, facing the glass enclosure. Then she sat down behind me, also facing the terrarium, with her head resting on my shoulder. Thus positioned so we could both watch Lisa attempt to devour my cock and balls, Emily began to nibble and caress me.

Running her hands down my sides, she leaned her face into my neck and kissed her way up to my ear, then gently bit my earlobe. Her hands trailed their way up to my chest, and teased my nipples for a moment. I exhaled a shaky breath and arched my back a bit.

"Ahh.." I groaned.

Emily's hands caressed her way down to my bare and smooth pubic region. Even though my genitals were currently at the mercy of Lisa, the area remained quite sensitive. This was especially true where my cock had been connected. Emily soon found the section of my shaft that continued deep into my body. Although Emily had cut off all the visible portion of my cock, the root remained as a stiff, erect stump surrounded by softer tissue.

Emily started rubbing and manipulating this nub, tracing it as far back into my flesh as she could with her soft, gentle, but insistent fingers.

Her tactics were working. I was panting heavily and could feel my serpent wrapped cock swelling once again. Lisa sensed this, and redoubled her constricting efforts.

Emily eased up a bit after that, stroking, caressing, and nibbling just enough to keep me erect while we returned to watching Lisa.

Lisa continued to squeeze my cock for another five or six minutes. The sensations this produced were exquisite. She didn't squeeze uniformly. No, she would alternate squeezing and relaxing in many different patterns. Sometimes she would ripple her constriction up or down my shaft, squeezing each coil in turn, trying to force air out of my dick's nonexistent lungs. Other times she would squeeze down hard for a few moments, then relax, then squeeze down again, pulsing her entire body. Emily was intensely interested, and had me describe it to her in exacting detail.

My cock offered no resistance though, and Lisa soon seemed to figured out that she could squeeze all night and the situation would not change. She relaxed herself for a few moments, seemingly to gather her strength, then started the process that my girlfriend had been so eagerly waiting for: the swallowing.

Lisa started by biting down harder on the portion of my glans she already had in her mouth, causing me to hiss slightly in pain. Emily looked at me questioningly.

"I think she's starting." I said.

Emily's eyes lit up.

Lisa relaxed her mouth's grip on my glans, then began to work her jaws back and forth. Each movement dragged her mouth a little farther over my cock head, and added a new line of pinprick teethmarks. The head of my cock was significantly wider in both height and width than Lisa's head, and she would have to be able to work her way over the whole thing if she was to have any hope of swallowing my entire cock.

It took her less than a minute. I had harbored a secret hope that she wouldn't be up to the challenge, but apparently she had grown more than large enough to handle me. Once she crested the flared edge of my glans, I knew that she could handle the rest of my shaft easily.

Lisa seemed to realize this too, for her constricting grip on me loosened a bit. She paused for a moment, slightly adjusting both her body's and her mouth's grip, her jaws working around my cock head as she got settled. Her sharp teeth were resting just over the edge of my glans, digging into the tender flesh underneath the ridge.

"This is wonderful, she's really doing it!" Emily said, a hint of disbelief and awe in her voice. I could hear her breathing quicken, and I felt Emily rocking her hips gently against me.

Lisa, apparently deciding she was ready, then started her way down my shaft. She would edge one jaw forward a millimeter or so, dig into my skin with her teeth, then pull the rest of her mouth even. She would swallow as she did this, the rippling sensation of peristalsis traveling from the back of her head up my cock. It felt good, but bizarre, like having a living condom slowly roll itself down my cock. A condom with teeth.

It took her about a half an hour to work her way down to the base of my cock. The extra skin of my foreskin gave her a bit of trouble. However, once she had managed to get most of it behind her jaws, the tautness of the remaining skin made the process go much quicker. Lisa sensed the end of my shaft, and once it passed through her jaws she paused for a few moments, her teeth resting lightly on the skin at the top of my sac.

Although Lisa had managed to swallow my entire cock, in impressive feat considering how much wider it was than her, she still wasn't finished. My testicles remained outside her mouth, and I had a feeling that she might have a bit of trouble with them.

Lisa didn't need to use her jaws to deal with most of my sac, she just let the peristaltic swallowing her throat was doing carry it into her mouth. Her swallowing felt divine around my cock. The slippery, full cock caress was soothing to the galaxy of tiny holes Lisa's teeth had left in my skin. It felt like an extremely slow, continuous thrust into a very tight orifice.

Lisa ran into trouble though, once she got to my balls. As my sac had steadily disappeared down her throat, my testicles had been pushed to the very bottom of my scrotum. Individually, each ovoid was smaller than the width of my cock shaft, but bunched together as they were made them actually wider. The way they had settled as the skin of my sac slowly tightened around them had not done Lisa any favors either. They had turned and rotated so that they were next to each other lengthwise, perpendicular to Lisa's mouth. She was going to have a difficult time getting her jaws around them.

Lisa seemed puzzled as the lump of my testicles came to rest against her mouth. I'm sure that she had equated the skin of my scrotal sac to the tails of the mice she ate. The mouse tails naturally got smaller as she swallowed, while my sac was just getting bigger.

Lisa opened her jaws wide, trying to just muscle her way over the obstacle my balls presented, and didn't get very far. Next she tried, well, chewing. She clamped down hard on the bit of my testicles she had in her mouth, then relaxed. She adjusted her grip slightly, then bit down again. And again. She was trying to compress my balls with her jaws, to make them small enough to swallow, and was grinding her sharp teeth into the thin skin of my ball sac each time.

"Ahh, ouch. Jeez." I complained, wincing as my skin was stretched tight and perforated.

"Hmm, do you think we should help her out a bit?" Emily asked, with a slightly worried look on her face.

"Ahh, no, she.. Ach, she has to be able to do it on her own, right?" I replied, between clenched teeth. Not only were Lisa's teeth digging into my skin, but she had continued to swallow around my cock while biting. Each swallow stretched the skin of my sac more and more, putting further pressure on my trapped balls.

Finally Lisa stopped chewing on me, and decided to try another tactic. Instead of trying to muscle her whole mouth or even a whole jaw around my testicles, she concentrated on just one side of her lower jaw.

She edged the left side of her lower jaw around one side of my sac, slowly working her way up the side of one testicle. She was giving up a little bit of ground with the right jaw, but not as much as she was gaining with the left. It went slowly, very slowly, but I began to feel a change in the dynamics of the situation.

"I think.. I think something is about to happen." I said.

After another few minutes, and another few millimeters of progress with the bottom left jaw, I felt something start to give. The sideways pressure from Lisa's left jaw was beginning to overcome the resistance of the tightly stretched scrotum skin. With one more effort, and another half millimeter of progress, the balance of forces changed and one testicle popped around the other, sliding and shifting in my sac into Lisa's open mouth. My balls were still pushed taught against the bottom of my sac, but now they were stacked on top of each other, rather than side by side.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" My girlfriend cheered, and actually pumped her fist into the air a few times.

Lisa's difficulties were over. The profile my balls now presented was smaller than the shaft of my cock, which she had easily disposed of. As one of my testicles was already in her mouth, she just started working her jaws past it and over the other. The motions of her throat swallowing my cock was doing much of the work, and soon enough her jaws had edged past the widest part of my remaining testicle.

The last bit of my manhood slowly eased from view, disappearing between the closing jaws of Lisa, my girlfriend's pet snake. Her mouth closed shut over it, and I felt my testicle slide from her mouth into her throat.

She had done it. Lisa had managed to swallow my entire cock and balls. I could feel the rhythmic squeezing all around them as they slowly slid further and further into the snake.

Emily got up from behind me, walked around my sitting form, and sat on my knee facing the terrarium. She peered in closely at her pet, admiring the nice bulge my equipment made in the form of the snake.

I peered in too. As we watched, Lisa started moving sluggishly. She slowly slithered over to her heat lamp. I could feel every muscle she used and every bump she slid over with my equipment as she did so. She then lay in a loose curl, basking in the heat, still slowly swallowing my balls and erect cock.

"That was awesome!" My girlfriend exclaimed. She looked over her shoulder at the me. "How did it feel? How does it feel now?"

"It was a bit worse than I thought it would be. I'm probably bleeding a bit inside of her, especially my balls." I replied. "But it wasn't too bad, really, and it feels pretty nice now." I hurriedly continued when Emily looked a bit disappointed at my response.

Emily got up and looked down at her snake, then slowly and gently reached down to stroke my member through Lisa's skin. It felt similar to getting stroked through a heavy pair of pants, sensations muted but much more slippery. She then turned back around and sat on my lap, facing me. Her eyes were oddly bright and she was breathing quickly.

"Well, Lisa ate you, so I think it's only fair if you get to eat me." she said. Her hips were gently rocking on my lap, and one of her hands was caressing the skin just below her navel area in slow circles. She leaned in to me, touched her forehead against mine for a moment, then bent closer and laid a fierce kiss on my lips. She practically dragged me to the bed.

Emily rode my face for over an hour. I've never seen her so worked up before. If we had close neighbors, I'm sure we would have had noise complaints leveled at us.

Sometime during the second half of our lovemaking session, I felt the head of my cock bump up against something, and the swallowing I had been steadily experiencing slowed. My glans slowly pushed up against the obstruction, which turned out to be the entrance to Lisa's stomach. The sphincter muscle was a tight band of flesh, and I felt it travel over every inch of my manhood. Its squeeze was nearly as powerful as that of Lisa's jaws, and it felt delicious. My testicles popped through one at a time, each one accompanied by a small tremor of pleasure that ran the length of my cock.

The seemingly endless swallowing, along with the trip through the stomach sphincter and my attending to Emily's needs had really primed me. I was fairly close to coming, but once my package reached Lisa's stomach, most of the pleasant sensations ceased. I could feel the heat lamp, which was kind of nice, warming me through Lisa's flesh. I could also feel Lisa's stomach churning slightly, sliding against and around my sensitive skin.

Once Emily had been satisfied, we spooned comfortably on the bed, relaxing.

"Emily." I said, softly stroking her side.

"Mmm.. yeah?" she replied, sleepily.

"Are we going to get my cock out of Lisa?" I asked gently.

The knife that had bloodlessly cut my cock from my body worked on anything living. It could be used to safely remove my equipment from Lisa, without harming her. Holding the two sides of a cut made by the knife together for fifteen seconds would reconnect the flesh, so Lisa's stomach would reseal, and my cock and balls could be reattached.

"Mmm.. I don't know." she slowly replied, in a voice that still sounded half asleep. "Lisa worked so hard for it, it would be a shame to take it away from her now. Besides, you saw how hungry she was, and we don't have any of her regular food on hand right now."

Emily sighed happily, and snuggled herself back into me. She felt behind her with one soft, warm hand, finding and lightly caressing my smooth crotch.

"Besides, I kind of like you like this." she continued. "I'll think about it. Lets worry about it in the morning. It'll keep."

"Okay." I replied, quietly.

I lay in the bed silently, listening to Emily slowly fall asleep.

I began to slip into unconsciousness myself. Laying there, spooning with my girlfriend, the sensations my cock was sending me slowly began to confuse me. The warmth and slight squeezing and churning of Lisa's stomach began to feel like being inside of the nearly sleeping Emily. I had not been able to come during the night's events, and was still mostly hard inside of Lisa. But was I inside of Lisa?

My sleep addled mind was growing more confused. Did the night's events really happen, or were they a dream I was just waking up from? My erection was the key. If I was inside of Emily, all I would have to do is..

I gently rocked my hips, thrusting myself into her slightly. Except nothing happened. The sensations my cock was experiencing didn't change. My hips moved and my dick didn't. No dream. My cock was inside of Lisa. My girlfriend had cut my cock and balls off and fed them to her snake. They were probably already starting to be bathed in digestive fluid. Stomach juice. Acid.

Emily elbowed me gently and mumbled, "Stop squirming."

My cock was in the snake. Oh well. I'll think about it in the morning.

Besides, it was Emily's decision, really. Let her worry about it.

In the morning.

It'll keep.

Worry.

Morning.

Sleep.

This is a fantasy that has been knocking around in my head in various forms for several months. I decided to finally write it down because it is the type of story I really want to read, but can never seem to find.

Criticism is welcomed. I'd love to know what worked for you, and also what didn't. Don't worry about hurting my feelings or anything, just give me the cold, hard, throbbing truth. One word responses are fine ("awesome" or "sucks", for example), but explaining why you like or dislike something will help me write better stories in the future.