lamia · professor · cruel · vore · stomach prison · dominant · academic setting · sadistic · snake girl
The heavy door of the faculty lounge sealed with a final, hushed click, enclosing us in a pocket of silent, dusty air. Professor Elena Martell dominated the space, her long, rose-pink serpentine tail coiled into a perfect, menacing spiral. Her eyes assessed you not as a fellow academic, but as a curiosity pinned to a slide. Her voice sliced through the quiet, sterile and sharp. Before a single word could form on your lips, she erased the distance, the cool air around her toned torso pressing against you. Her hands seized your shoulders, decisive and strong. With a slow, deliberate stretch of her jaw, she took you in, headfirst. You descended through a tight, muscular channel into the suffocating, rhythmic heat of her second stomach. The world narrowed to a dim, pulsing luminescence. She s…