Tanavire Gracesleeve waved goodbye to her friend, Sinamil Gingerbark, and headed back to her own hut on the edge of the village. She had been living there on her own for less than two fourthmoons now and was still getting used to living alone. All elves had to move out of creche when they reached birthing age and Tanavire's blood had come.
Tanavire was a very comely elf maiden, and stood five foot six inches tall, tall for her age. She was thin though fit and weighed barely one hundred pounds. She had a good figure for her age, with lean hips below her tiny waist, and her breasts were large for an elven woman- each delicate cherry tipped bud was less than a handful, but most female elves had much less than that.
Entering her hut, she carefully closed the door, latching it behind her. It was a small hut, only 3 rooms with the privy in the back, separate from the main building. She cooked in one room, slept in the second, and entertained in the third. Entertained was perhaps the wrong word- Tanavire was searching for a career for herself, to earn what living she could in the village of the elves. She had a small period of time during which the village would support her, as it would all elves just of age, but after that her life would be up to her. This fourthmoon she was trying exotic dance, for elven men enjoyed displays of female elven flesh.
In one corner of the room, she kept, in a bamboo cage, her companion and dance partner Kantikarn. Kantikarn was a seven foot long jade green forest python. She would dance with the snake while removing her clothing slowly for her viewers pleasure until she was naked, wrapped only in the folds of the snake. So far she was making money with this career move, although many of the men seemed to expect that sexual acts would follow. Tanavire was a virgin, intended to stay so, and had no plans to engage in prostitution. There was no shame in this profession, and Tanavire knew many elven women who made their living on their backs in the village. This, however, did not appeal to her.
She opened the bamboo cage and removed the snake from his perch. He was a kind snake, and Tanavire had no fear from this animal. Forest pythons were gentle creatures and many elves kept them as pets- they ate small forest animals and little else. She set the cool reptile upon the velvet covered sofa at the edge of the room and looked at it. "Time to practice," she said to herself. She had thought of a new dance move while she was in the forest earlier with Sinamil and was eager to try it out. Quickly she shrugged out of her clothing, setting each delicate piece on hooks on the wall. Her clothing was billowy, soft, made of dyed plant fibers. Soon she was naked and standing in the middle of the entertaining room, eyes closed. Her body was lithe, well padded, soft. Her nipples were hard in the afternoon air, and her chest moved as she breathed. She was hairless between her legs, as all elven women were. Her vaginal lips were soft and velvety, closed firmly.
With a sigh, she began to move and dance. Her lithe body spun as she danced, chest out and arms and legs moving together. It was going very well and would have been very nice had not her feet gotten tangled in the rug upon the floor. She stumbled and her eyes jerked open as she started to fall. She fought to retain her balance, lost it even more and fell hard, striking her head on the corner of the sofa.
When she could open her eyes again, her head hurt and she was bleeding, blood in her eye. She groaned and tried to move, but couldn't. At first she was confused, and could hardly tell what was happening- it was hard to focus her eyes and she was scared and dazed- she knew that some elves who had hurt their heads had never been the same again afterward. She hoped desperately she would be okay, but why couldn't she move?
After she blinked, she could see clearly and the pain in the head, while bad, was not debilitating. She had done worse, and the bleeding seemed to be superficial, but why couldn't she move? She craned her neck and discovered her naked elf body was wrapped in the bright green coils of her forest python! What on heaven and earth was going on here? Forest pythons were gentle, though the snake didn't seem to be hurting her.
"Kantikarn," she said, and it came out a whisper for the coils were very tight around her body. "Kantikarn, let me up." She craned her neck further, and her skin went cold. The forest python hadn't just coiled around her body- it had coiled her, turned it's head around, and had started swallowing her! Her feet were in the snake's throat, and it's lips were above her ankles. This snake's body was only a little thicker through than Tanavire's forearm, but she remembered in the past when her snake had eaten forest pigs. They were much thicker through than the snake's body, yet it had eaten them with no troubles in the slightest.
"No, Kantikarn, no!" she said as loud as she could, but it did no good. Her voice was very quiet, she could barely breathe as it was, and now the snake had swallowed her lean elven legs up to the knees. The small body of the snake was stretched quite tight around her legs and feet, and it would have to stretch a lot more if it kept swallowing her alive the way it was- her hips, while thin for anyone but an elf, were still much wider than her calves, knees, or thighs.
This was horrible. Elves lived a very very long time, and Tanavire had imagined for herself a very long and happy life indeed- being eaten alive by a forest python had never entered her mind! "Kantikarn! Oh, treemulch! Kantikarn!" But Kantikarn was dead set on devouring this delicious elven meal of his. He had caught it fair and square, and now he was going to eat it. Alive, just like a proper snake meal should be.
Tanavire rolled and tried inching for the door as the green snake continued eating her alive. Past her knees and slowly up her smooth naked thighs it swallowed, taking more and more of her body into it's mouth and throat and swallowing again. Soon, if this kept up, she would be entirely within the body of the snake and it would begin digesting her alive! This couldn't happen, this COULDN'T happen!
Her hope was that as the snake continued eating her alive, swallowing her whole, treating her as food instead of an intelligent living being, it would continue uncoiling her upper body. And this was true- as the snake's mouth stretched further and further open as it swallowed her upper thighs and lower ass, taking her elven pussy into it's mouth and inching higher to her pubic bone, the tail was slithering lower. Her entire upper body to the ribs was free of the coils, her breasts marked with crimson trails where the scales had cut into her.
But even as her arms became free, unwrapped from the elbow up, the snake mouth was coming up her body. The snake that was only slightly thicker than her forearm was now stretched tight around her- and it was amazing. She was such a tight fit in the snake throat that it seemed almost as if the snake was tight wrapped cloth around her body. She could see her knees through the body of the snake, her hips, and even the dip of her groin and crease where her thighs met her abdomen. The snake's head was only a small bump in the stretched skin of the mouth that stretched around her body at the navel. It was swallowed her to her navel! Oh, treemulch! She hadn't made it to the door, her hands were actually swallowed to her wrists in the mouth with the rest of her body, and the tail of the snake still wrapped enough of her arms she couldn't pull them free!
"Help!" she yelled, trying to toss herself closer to the door but she still wasn't loud enough, and with her legs wrapped tight together she couldn't push, and the snake was heavy- even was it wrapped around her and eating her alive. Eating her alive! The mouth of the snake wrapped around her lower ribcage now, and each swallow brought her deeper into the snake throat and closer to the snake's stomach. Oh, oh, this couldn't be happening. "Help me! Kantikarn is eating me!" but she wasn't loud enough, and her hut was so close to the edge of the village there were few around to hear even were she much louder. And now she could watch the mouth of the snake inching up, or her body inching down deeper into the snake throat, and her breasts, her beautiful elven breasts, were sliding into the mouth of the snake. That horrible beast that would digest her alive even as she struggled and died in it's stomach!
Her head was tight against the bottom of the door of the hut and she was out of breath, out of hope, and soon to be out of life. Her body was wrapped tight in a green case of snake. She was such a tight fit, she could see that it was as if her body was been wrapped in small green leaves- each fold, crease, and mark of her body was visible through the body of the snake. Her hard nipples, the swell of her breasts, each ripple of her ribs on her ribcage, her arms that were tight against her body, her navel, the dip of her groin and even the small bump of her clitoris; her legs, and bony knees, all could be seen. And the snake's mouth was around her shoulders, just her neck and head poked out of the snake's mouth as it was eating her, swallowing her alive, pulling her down it's throat and preparing to digest her alive.
Tears were running from Tanavire's closed eyes as she felt the powerful snake throat pulling her body deeper into the body of the snake. Soon she would be entirely within the snake, lost, swallowed, eaten as if she were nothing more than food. Nothing more than something for a snake to swallow, digest, then have to eliminate the remains. She was crying at the thought of dying and being nothing more than food. The snake mouth kept easing up her body, the lips tightening inward as they touched her chin and the back of her neck. She was almost gone now, almost entirely inside the seven foot length of forest python that was eating it's owner and friend alive.
Her cries were ragged as the lips of the snake eased up her face, rough and scaley as they slid up over her mouth, catching on her nose. Only her eyes and top of her head could be seen in the jaws of the snake as it ate her alive, swallowed her whole. She was screaming now, screaming as loud as she could but her fear and terror were muffled as the snake lips pulled up past her terrified eyes, hiding them away in the mouth of the snake and only her forehead and hair could be seen, and the dim sobs and screams muffled in the tight mouth of the snake.
And then the jaws of the snake met gently and only long strands of Tanavires hair were outside of the snake as it swallowed her deeper, her slowly struggling body hidden away in the tight confines of the snakes body. It slowly slithered across the room and it was hard to do, hard to move with the elf in it's body, harder still as she was still struggling as the snake slithered. But she would be dead soon, when he started digesting her. He swallowed a few gulps of air into his stomach to help the elf female breathe. The forest python had never eaten an elf before and was vaguely surprised. They tasted pretty good.
Maybe he'd have to start eating more of them. He made it under the bed and started digesting his elven meal. The female elf struggled harder as the harsh stomach acids started to flow, and it would take several hours for the elf in it's stomach to die. Tanavire was such a large meal, that the snake looked as it there were a dyed green female elf body with a snake head stuck on the top of it. But given time, he'd digest her away and be thin again.
And then he'd have to eat more of them.