Kali, the black anthro dragon, with a bright grey underbelly and red slash markings across her body, was now in the coils of a green naga.

Mala, the emerald green serpent, was beautiful. Across her tail was a long line of dark green, occasionally adorned with bright green rings. Her emerald gemstone eyes looked down at Kali as she grinned delightfully. A hand caressed her prey’s check. “My sweet, sweet Kali~.”

Kali blushed, murring cutely while she was bound from the waist down in snake coils.

The naga giggled softly, finding her treasured prey so cute and sweet. The predator opened her jaws wide, showing off the green flesh to her, and went closer and closer until it encompassed Kali’s vision. Swallows filled Kali’s ears, so powerful and gentle, all while she felt the jaws of the naga move down past her chest.

Upon reaching the waist, the naga hoisted her jaws up, leaving the dangling legs upside down. Greedy swallows followed, which lasted until the entirety of the abdomen, legs, and feet were sent down into the throat.

“Oh yes…” Mala moaned softly, feeling her bulging neck with her hand as the last of Kali passed through it. Her other hand was placed on the abdomen, feeling it get filled with her happy prey. “Kali, right where you belong~.”

“Yes~… Murred the dragon, curled up and shifting around happily. Her claws petted the walls like a curious and eager child, earning noises from Mala, who continues to stroke her bulging midsection with its treasured contents.

“Happy Kali?” Mala grasped where Kali’s head was and squeezed gently. Her fingers felt around, finding every extrusion, whether it was her horns or fins. “Well, you got one more stop to make~.” The hand pushed down onto the gut.

The floor beneath Kali began giving way, and with some help from Mala’s hands, she was squeezed through. An almost overwhelming tightness greeted her beyond. The snake's thick coils restrained her thoroughly and warmed her like a closed pot over a stove. Kali came to the stomach and continued onward deeper into the belly.

Mala rested her chin on her hand as she casually watched the bulge move downward, feeling every bit of Kali’s touch. She ceased the peristalsis upon Kali about the middle of her length. The squirms and shifting never quit and never ceased pleasing her. The naga slithered up to the bulge and laid herself down next to it, caressing it gently. “Sleep tight, my tasty Kali~.”

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It's no stranger my good friend  KaliTheDragon LOVES Mala! So I made a little something for her~. She's a good friend of mine, and the same for everyone who's ever met her! Absolutely a total naga prey, she's given Mala a great deal of respect!

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