The Wolf and the Snake

    Victor walked through the curving forest path. He was unarmed, except for a hunting knife on his belt. The young wolf really didn't need the knife, he only had it in case there was an emergency.
    Victor stopped in a small clearing. The sun beat down on him and he sat down to rest a bit. A moment after he sat down, Victor heard a rustling sound coming from some nearby brush. He jumped to his feet and pulled out his  knife. "Who's there?" he called. An orange head popped out of a bush. Victor laughed to himself, "Oh, it's just a fox! I thought it was some kind of-" At that point the 'fox' came out of the bush, revealing that its body, starting at the waist, was that of a snake! "Y-you're a n-naga?" Victor stammered as he raised his knife. The naga giggled and knocked away Victor's knife with a swift flick of its tail. "Yes, I'm a naga. And you're my prey." the naga said in a sweet feminine voice.
     Victor's mind raced. 'I have to stall!' he thought to himself, 'If only I hadn't come alone!' Victor asked the first question that popped into his head. "May I at least know your name?" The she-naga giggled again, "Of course! My name is Wilventia, but I prefer to be called Wil. What's your name?" "V-victor." Victor stammered. Wil grinned, "Well, Victor, I hope you like dark, cramped places."
     With that she opened her mouth wide and pushed Victor's head in. She kept pushing on his body until only his legs and tail were sticking out. Wil left him in that position for a minute so that she could savor the wolf's delicious flavor. Eventually, the naga decided to finish swallowing Victor, by slurping up his tail and legs like an enormous spaghetti noodle. A large lump was visible passing down her neck and through her body as Victor was swallowed. Wil curled up so that she could look at the lump the wolf had formed in her stomach.
     Wil grinned, "How do you like it in there?" she asked teasingly. Victor's reply was muffled, "Actually it's kind of nice, in a slimy, gross kind of way." Wil licked her lips and laid down, "It's a good thing you like it in there, because I'm not going to let you out." She closed her eyes and waited for her meal to digest... and waited... and waited... you get the picture. Finally, hours later, Wil decided to check on her meal. To her surprise, the lump had not changed at all! In fact, Victor was perfectly comfortable inside the naga's stomach. "Why don't you digest?" Wil asked irritably. Before Victor could respond, Wil reached into her mouth and squeezed her uvula. (Note: I do not support such behavior!) The ...err... reaction caused by Wil's action 'ejected' Victor out of the naga's body.
    Victor instinctively began shaking Wil's saliva and other 'bodily juices' off of his body. The naga took this moment to begin coiling around him. As soon as Victor realized that Wil was coiling around him he began to struggle, but it was useless. Wil easily managed to coil around the hapless wolf and pin him. "You know, Victor, you're kinda cute when you're scared." she commented as she ran her hand through the hair between Victor's ears.
    "What do you want from me?!" Victor burst out. Wil smirked, "Well, originally, I thought you were just food. But now, I think I have another use for you..." Victor gulped, he did not like where this was going. Wil's smirk widened as she spoke. "Here's the deal: You can either be my dinner or you can marry me." Victor's jaw dropped. "M-marry y-you?" he managed to sputter out. The naga nodded, "In my childhood, I was told the man I would marry could live inside me. You fit the description." Victor rubbed his forehead. "I guess I might as well-" He was cut off by a sudden tight hug from Wil. "Oh, thank you! You won't be disappointed, I swear!"
                                                -1 year later-
    Wil spied Victor from behind a tree. She slipped over behind him, opened her mouth wide and- "Hi Wil." Victor said nonchalantly. Wil closed her mouth and bumped Victor indignately with her tail. "I'll never understand how you know when I'm sneaking up on you." she sighed. Victor grinned, "And I'll never tell you." He looked at the sunset and sighed. So much had changed in the past year. His fur had grown much shaggier, a side effect of living in a forest. And Wil? She had doubled in length! (That'ld make her 30 ft. +) But the biggest change was his own thoughts about Wil. He had fallen in love with the beautiful naga-vixen.
   Wil started to move away from Victor. "I'm going hunting." she said. "Alright." Victor replied. The wolf truly wished his time with Wil would never end... All of a sudden, a shrill scream pierced the dusk air. "Wil?" Victor said to himself. "Wil!" The wolf rushed through the forest, eventually making it back to the clearing where he had first met Wil. There was the naga, a small amount of blood dripping from a wound on her side. A wolf stood before her, his sword raised to finish his work. Victor leapt into the other wolf, knocking him away from Wil. The wolf glared at Victor as he began to speak, "I have no quarrel with you. I merely wish to avenge my best friend who this beast devoured a year ago." Suddenly, Victor recognized the other wolf. "Fenrir? Fenrir, it's me Victor!" Fenrir eyes widened. "Victor? You're alive? But why are you defending this creature?" Wil got up, "I happen to be his wife!" she said. Fenrir's gaze switched to Wil, then back to Victor. Then Fenrir fainted. Wil shrugged, "I think he took that rather well, don't you?"
                          to be continued...