<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Snake-F on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/snake-f/</link><description>Recent content in Snake-F on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/snake-f/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Virtual Reality</title><link>/stories/2017/05/04/virtual-reality/</link><pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/05/04/virtual-reality/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Don was in his late forties, still good looking, with a firm toned body. Having lived and breathed computers from an early age he had been asked to head up a new, but small research faculty at Fort Lauderdale in Florida, to explore what was possible in the world of virtual reality and cyber space. To help him he had a young woman who had just graduated. As well as being an attractive young woman, Sharon was very adventurous and always making suggestions regarding what she would like to experience in the virtual world. Don’s task was to develop a system that would be compact and as realistic as possible. Current systems involved the use of large goggles and awkward gloves, with participants having to stand or move around in order to get some form of realistic effect.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Jungle danger</title><link>/stories/2014/06/13/jungle-danger/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/13/jungle-danger/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story contains scenes of crushing and bones breaking, not for the faint hearted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A group of herpetologists, connected to several universities, were planning a trip to the Amazon rain forests to further their knowledge of reptiles; particularly South American snakes. During their preliminary discussion of arrangements, a rumour arose of a very large snake that had been interfering with the lives of villagers in a particular part of the forest. Several villagers had disappeared over the years, but the local opinion was that this was the work of one or more jaguars. The scientists agreed that they should make that area the base for their research. If there was a large snake living in the vicinity they were almost duty bound to find it and do some trials. Their base was located near the village and a week before they arrived, a villager lost a large dog in circumstances that made it unlikely to be the work of a big cat.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Bride for Goth</title><link>/stories/2014/01/09/a-bride-for-goth/</link><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jan 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/01/09/a-bride-for-goth/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This was a good time for Lanita, a young girl of sixteen summers, for she had been chosen as a special bride for Goth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Goth was reputed to be the most handsome and strongest man in the whole nation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nobody in her Tribe had ever met or seen him, apart from the ruling Elders.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every month a young girl was selected from the surrounding Tribes to be given to Goth as payment for his protection, but once a year, a maiden was chosen to be Goth&amp;rsquo;s Bride.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Prey for your Life 2</title><link>/stories/2012/11/05/prey-for-your-life-2/</link><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/11/05/prey-for-your-life-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="preyforyourlife.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prey for your Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dahlia’s jaws clamped vise-like over Christina’s forearm. She cried out in shock and pain, while simultaneously feeling a sense of accomplishment. If her arm had not come up just then, those jaws would be locked onto her face or head, and that would not have been good at all. Resigned to the outcome of this match as she had been before entering this dance, Christina had not wanted a face bite. That was not part of her script.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Adrielle's Sacrifice</title><link>/stories/2012/04/13/adrielles-sacrifice/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/04/13/adrielles-sacrifice/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a sunny spring day and Adrielle was taking a walk in the park after a shopping tour. Having no lectures in college today she decided to enjoy today’s wonderful weather.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adrielle was a very beautiful young girl with long blonde hair, a cute baby face and an astonishingly shapely body with huge c-cup breasts. She was wearing a short black satin dress with spaghetti shoulders, due to the warm weather; very thin sheer to waist black pantyhose and open toe high heeled sandals. She looked a bit too sexy and overdressed in her outfit but she didn’t mind. She loved to dress sexy and expose her long legs in nylons. It made her feel desirable and she loved the aroused looks of the men when she was walking down the streets. “Why not show what you got?” Was her life philosophy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Mistress Vore</title><link>/stories/2012/01/11/the-mistress-vore/</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/01/11/the-mistress-vore/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;“Now just lay there and relax, you&amp;rsquo;re going to love this next one.” Carla told her bound submissive Janice. Janice was tied up so that her legs and ankles were pinned together and her hands were resting on her belly. Aside from the rope that was holding Janice in place on the table Janice wore nothing at all. Carla was also mostly nude but wore leather thigh-high boots and elbow length gloves. Carla&amp;rsquo;s snake Voldemort was winding it&amp;rsquo;s way into the bedroom and Carla wanted to place him on top of Janice&amp;rsquo;s waiting body. Janice loved snakes and Carla wanted to tease her slave by allowing Voldemort to slither back and forth across her body. She knew her slave would go wild with lust at the feeling of a ten foot python moving along her soft skin.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Heather</title><link>/stories/2007/11/12/heather/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/11/12/heather/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;In many ways this was the most interesting execution of all. It was
scheduled for four o&amp;rsquo;clock and was to be the last one for the day.
Heather had a cell which was isolated from the others so she didn&amp;rsquo;t know
whether they had been come for or not. Heather was as confused as Susan
was as to why she was here. She just knew that one day she and her
husband had been arrested and taken to jail. She hadn&amp;rsquo;t participated in
her trial, in fact she wasn&amp;rsquo;t even aware a trial had taken place until she
had been informed of the results. Which were that she and her husband
were guilty and had both been sentenced to death. Her husband had been
given a lethal injection, she was told and was already dead. After that,
she didn&amp;rsquo;t hear the rest of her sentence; she felt already dead herself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Coils</title><link>/stories/2007/08/11/coils/</link><pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/08/11/coils/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Kaa hung in disinterested loops across a tree limb, very depressed. Why had he ever become involved with that man-cub?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had started that one fateful night nearly a decade ago when he&amp;rsquo;d slipped down to that sad little man-cub, consoling him, hypnotizing him, and then carrying him into the tree-tops. All had been fine and good. But unlike the usual &amp;ldquo;guests&amp;rdquo; he&amp;rsquo;d entertained over the years, he found himself playing with his victim, sliding him about his coils, marveling at his smooth, warm flesh. Even when the cub had been so nicely trussed up and ready for ingestion, he found himself delaying. And then the interruption, followed  by being toppled from his branch. Such a painful association.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Woman-Swallowing Pythons</title><link>/stories/2006/02/17/woman-swallowing-pythons/</link><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/02/17/woman-swallowing-pythons/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Mary stepped outside the house, closing the patio door behind her. It was a
sunny day, and she felt like sunbathing. Accordingly, she was wearing her
string bikini top and thong bikini bottom. She thought back to what Bob had
said earlier that morning&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now you be careful today, Mary,&amp;rdquo; said Bob as he walked to the
front door. &amp;ldquo;There&amp;rsquo;ve been sightings of woman swallowing pythons in the
suburbs.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;But they only swallow nude women,&amp;rdquo; said Mary with a smile.
&amp;ldquo;The only place I&amp;rsquo;m nude is in the house&amp;hellip; with you&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wrong Box</title><link>/stories/2005/12/21/the-wrong-box/</link><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/12/21/the-wrong-box/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hah! Diana said to herself as George stomped away and out the gate. Served him
right. Husband he may be but this was the nineties for god&amp;rsquo;s sake! If he ever
tried to blow their holiday fund on something like that again she&amp;rsquo;d REALLY blow
her top. She faintly heard him revving the engine on the new sports car he&amp;rsquo;d
bought (a ferrari she thought) with their money. He kept revving it for a bit
before finally tearing off down the street to take it back to the dealer.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Janet and the Snake</title><link>/stories/2005/10/19/janet-and-the-snake/</link><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/10/19/janet-and-the-snake/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Note from the author: I hereby place this work of fiction into the
public domain&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Janet broke into the clearing in the remote woods. She was a striking
young woman with long blonde hair. She had been hiking all day and was
tired, so she decided to rest in this idyllic spot. She took out a towel
from her back-pack and threw it on to the ground. Being an avid nature
lover, she had always been proud of her all-over tan. Quickly she removed
her T-shirt revealing small but perfectly shaped breasts. Her shorts and
panties followed quickly revealing a wonderfully hard and rounded bottom.
Kicking off her hiking boots and socks, she stretched sensuously a few
times and lay down on her back to soak up the late afternoon sun.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Lillith's Tails Part 1: Dawn of Lillith</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/lilliths-tails-part-1-dawn-of-lillith/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/lilliths-tails-part-1-dawn-of-lillith/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Part One: Dawn of Lillith&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; “It’s no good, I have to go and I can’t get out of it” Eddie whined.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“But it’s my Birthday” Dawn protested indignantly as she glared at her erratic boyfriend, if Eddie thought she was going to let him do this to her again and not get yelled at he had another thing coming.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Come on Dawn, do I sulk when you go on a spending spree on my credit card? I have to make this meeting or I&amp;rsquo;ll lose the account I’ll be back tomorrow promise.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Lillith's Tails Part 2: The Rise of Lillith</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/lilliths-tails-part-2-the-rise-of-lillith/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/lilliths-tails-part-2-the-rise-of-lillith/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="lilliths_tails.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lillith&amp;rsquo;s Tails Part 1: Dawn of Lillith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lillith&amp;rsquo;s Tails Part 2: The Rise of Lillith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eddie was late. Maria lounged by the pool keeping a watchful eye on the road for her wayward boyfriend. Eddie was always late it had become a standing joke between them and Maria often joked Eddie would miss his own funeral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“At last” She sighed as the huge iron gates swung open and his familiar black limousine swung into the long drive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>