ADULT EXCERPT

I tried to read the text on the piece of plastic, but only caught the words Labs, Inc and nothing more. The door opened, but I couldn’t see anything inside.

“Snake man, we have a present for you,” one of them said, then shoved me into the room. The door slammed shut behind me and my heart pounded as I looked around. What did they mean by snake man? Snakes ate mice. Was I the mouse in this instance?

I heard a soft hiss from the darkened corner and I couldn’t contain the whimper that rose to my lips. My body trembled as I backed toward the door. I ached and my pussy throbbed. Someone had removed the hair from my body, except for on my head. I was even bare between my legs now. The friction against the smooth lips as I shifted sent a shockwave of need through me.

Something moved across the room and a figure came toward me. It was tall and broad. As it stepped into the light, I tried to stifle my gasp. It looked like a man, sort of. It had a man's body but was covered in green scales. The eyes staring back at me were golden and had a slitted pupil like a reptile’s, however, the massive cock between his legs was mostly human-shaped and extremely hard. Little bumps lined the top of his shaft, and I wondered what they’d feel like inside me. The creature had black hair that was clipped short and full lips. When he licked them, his tongue had a fork in the end, just like a snake’s. I now understood why they’d called him a snake man.

I pressed closer to the door, terrified of whether or not the creature coming toward me would decide to take a bite. Fangs indented his bottom lip, and I wondered how much they would hurt. He reached for me and trailed his fingers down my arm. His touch was soft and warm and made desire pulse deep inside me. What the hell was wrong with me? I should be screaming, fighting him off, but I wanted to lean into him.

“Mine,” he said.

“Please. Please don’t hurt me,” I said.

He moved in closer until his hard body brushed against me. He ran his hands down my sides and settled them on my hips. The man, or whatever he was, studied me and slowly lowered his head. He brushed his nose along mine, and the tenderness of it melted the last of my fear. Whoever, or whatever, he was, I didn’t think he intended to hurt me. He seemed to be a prisoner of some sort, locked away by the doctor who had injected me.

“Mine,” he said again.

“I’m Sasha,” I said.

“Kreylok,” he said.

“You aren’t going to hurt me?” I asked.

“No.” He rubbed his cock against my belly. A warm, wet trail smeared across my skin as his pre-cum coated me. “Want you.”

My pussy got hotter and wetter and soon I was about to ready to scream in frustration. I needed that cock, needed it to fill me, to fuck me. I felt nearly mindless with my need, and I knew it had to be whatever they’d injected into my body. I’d never acted like this, never felt this way. I’d give Kreylok anything he wanted, as long as he made the ache go away. I didn’t know what the man in the lab coat had given me, but it left me trembling with need.