Fishing - The Malika Way

Just south of the Chordoni River...

'Oh crud, if I don't hurry up Vivian will spend hours teasing me.' Malika thought to herself as she moved hastily through the trees.

It's true she'd learned her lesson about keeping her hostess waiting for too long, but the risk was worth it this time. It was not too often she got a chance to catch humans in the act of being frisky in the jungle, and such a treat was too good to pass up. She'd thought about trying to thank them for the wonderful show they'd put on for her, but her stomach had long since told her she'd be sorry if she didn't fill it soon. That's also when she figured out she'd gotten lost in time while pleasuring herself along to the soft sounds she heard coming from that tent...

After saying a silent 'thank you' to the couple, she'd slithered up into the trees and began to look from up high for a potential easy meal. As with any other time she was in a hurry, food was making itself scarce - or at least the local wildlife was as she drew closer. This was turning out to be the start of a very painful day; relatively speaking. Even if she did make it to Vivian's place soon, she'd still have to endure very much teasing before she'd be able to enjoy a powerful orgasm - and now on top of that she'd be hungry.

"I knew I shouldn't have gotten myself off on an empty stomach. That only makes me hungrier, and now there ain't a single lil' fella 'round here to gobble up," Malika scolded herself quietly. The scolding lasted only briefly however, as she smiled to herself, thinking on the campers again. "They were cute though, I shoulda just went and jo-"

She stopped mid sentence as her nose picked up a very familiar scent - alcohol. Her mouth began to water at this discovery, because usually where there was alcohol, there would be inebriated humans - a buzz and a snack all in one. With a renewed vigor, she glided from tree to tree until she got to a point she could see them. Sure enough there were four men in a boat, drinking and cursing at one another. It didn't take long to figure out that they were either lost, or just not from Felarya at all. That didn't matter though, her stomach gladly welcomed all guests indiscriminately...

'Be good lil' treats and don't go nowhere, I'm gonna put you all somewhere nice and comfy' she thought with a grin as she slithered her way out of the trees and quietly into the water...

Nearby...

Unbeknownst to the guys in the boat, they were being watched by yet another predator, albeit for different reasons altogether. It was a young pantaur by the name of Tara that was observing them, whilst lazily munching on a piece of fruit. Normally such an easy meal would have prompted her to go for it - but this was one of those days where she had already eaten, and was more interested in watching the odd creatures than eating them. Besides, with all the racket and strange scents, it wouldn't be long before another predator came and took care of them anyway. There was no reason to deprive someone else of a good lunch.

She'd just taken the last bite of her fruit and was about to playfully toss it into the water, when all the fur on her body began to stand on end. She felt a cold shiver run up her spine and that prompted her to go on high alert; something bigger and likely far more dangerous was very close. Anxiously she began looking around when she caught a glimpse of something just below the surface of the water. It seemed to be the tail of a very large serpent, covered in dark charcoal scales and bearing an ominous golden skull pattern all over. The parts she could see were quite large, meaning that whatever they belonged to must be a good deal bigger. She watched as the coils zigged meticulously around the boat so as not to disturb it. For a moment she allowed herself to relax slightly- she'd met plenty of naga, and none ever displayed ill will to her. In the brief moment she'd taken her eyes off the water, the tail was gone, and the waters perfectly clear...

From beneath the waters, Malika worked on slowly shifting onto her back, so she could just come from below and pick them off. As she began to float to the surface, her eyes fell upon Tara who was staring back at her from the tree. A simple smile crossed her face as she looked the young visitor over. Having never seen a pantaur before, her eyes slowly scanned over Tara's innocent eyes, beautiful spotted fur, her athletic form, long black hair, and most definitely the piece of cloth she wore covering up her breasts. Just to be on the safe side, she gently raised a finger to her lips and gave the young predator a wink. The time to attack was at hand...

On the boat, there were 4 friends. Eddie, Bud, Steve, and Aron were all college friends from the same city in south Georgia. They'd planned a fishing trip to help Steve get over the loss of his most recent ex girlfriend. Bud and Aron were of caucasian decent, while Eddie was a mix a of hispanic/caucasian, and Steve was African American. All three were dressed in red and white school colors; jeans, jersies, and the like. Steve was the only one wearing a hat. All 4 of them had been drinking and no one ever noticed the landscape had completely changed suddenly...

"Hey Bud," Steve called out with a slight slur. "I thought you said this was a good fishin' spot... man I aint caugh't shit yet and I got this feelin we're bein' looked at."

"Just drink another cold one mang," Aron said, pulling a beer out of their cooler and tossing it to him. "We prolly just floated too far down river or some shit like that - couldn't see shit in all that damn fog."

"Lost or not, somethin definitely out there eyein' us up," Steve replied as he popped the top.

"Yea man stop bein a pussy," Jason said with a laugh. "Ain't nothin' out here eyein' you; you too damn ugly for that shit."

"You forgot smelly," Eddie chimed in.

"Hey man! That ain't what yo' mom said while I was givin' her the dick," Steve retorted while takin a swig of his drink. "She was screamin' my name so loud, I thought I was gon' go deaf."

"Daayuum!" The other two said before laughing.

"Man why you always talking about fuckin somone's mom, you can't get no other girls? You gotta get some of that pity pussy?" Eddie replied with a smirk.

"Damn man that's cold," Steve replied laughing. "I don't even know why ya'll given me a hard time.. I got a reason to be nervous."

"Oh yea, what's that?" Aron asked.

"Man ya'll know the black dude always gets killed first when shit like this happens," he said taking another drink.

That statement prompted laughter from all three of the other guys.

"Man you crazy you know that?" Aron said. "Don't worry man, we all here and aint nothin' gonna happen to your crazy ass."

"Shiiit better not, I promised your mom I'd be there tonight when she got off," Steve laughed.

"Man fuck you, you ain-" Aron stopped all of a sudden as his line began to be pulled. "Holy shit I got a nice big one!"

The other guys turned to watch at first, and then went to help when it became apparent that whatever he'd hooked wasn't just going to come to the surface. It was that moment when Malika made her first move. With one hand she pulled on the line with a lot more force, while poking the bottom of the boat with a finger. Her simple plan proved to be very effective, as the sudden shock threw everyone on board off balance, even causing Eddie to fall into the water.

When they all got their bearings, the other three guys pointed and proceeded to laugh as he began to swim his way back to the boat. The laughter stopped very quickly when Eddie suddenly vanished beneath the water. A tense silence hung there, as the three remaining on the boat stood waiting for their friend to reappear. They were reluctant to jump to any conclusions, as they suspected he would pop up at any moment and yell "gotcha", but it never happened...

"Hey man, cut the bullshit... this ain't funny." Steve said, breaking the ominous silence. "Now ain't the time to be fooling around!"

A few more moments of silence passed before there was finally some movement from the water. Eddie burst from the water, shirtless and in a terrified state yelling.

"Help me!" was all he had time to yell before he got pulled under again.

"Fuck this, I'm gonna go get him," Jason said as he grabbed a pipe from under the seat. "If something crazy happens, get the hell outta here." He said as he jumped into the water and swam over to where Eddie had just gone under.

Mindful of not making too many sudden movements, he looked around the surface for any traces of their lost friend. All he was able to find were Eddie's clothes floating up piece by piece. That was more than a little strange. Most animals didn't bother removing the clothing from prey if it happened to be human, they just shredded it along with flesh. With no other clues to go off of on the surface, he took a deep breath and stuck his head underwater; a decision he'd soon come to regret. At first there was nothing but darkness, but then just as suddenly two glowing green orbs - which he soon ascertained to be eyes, came rushing up towards him. Very quickly he rose back out of the water and began trying to swim back towards the boat, but his view was suddenly blocked by a pink slimy wall. Before he could swim around it, he felt something soft beneath him and it was starting to lift him very easily from the water...

On the boat, the other two men quickly realized that the pink object wasn't a wall blocking their view, but rather a strange appendage. They didn't have to wait long to see what it was attached to, as a gigantic beautiful face emerged from the water, with her tongue extended. She had beautiful mocha skin, very long graceful ears, and very captivating green eyes. As the two gawked helplessly, the gigantic newcomer simply undulated her long tongue until her catch was safely in her mouth. She closed it with a sweet smile and licked her lips. Very carefully she began to fiddle around inside of her mouth with her tongue, before finally spitting out a few more pieces of clothing. A few more moments of silence hung between them (interrupted mostly by faint sounds of her enjoyment from the new comer) before there was a very audible gulp. She giggled for a moment before a light belch escaped her lips as her head bobbed just above the water, eyeing the remaining two.

"Oh pardon me sugars, I guess that one was a real fighter," she said with a grin. "I'll take good care of you two as well," she said winking at them.

"What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?" Steve kept repeating. "She fuckin' ate them... this big bitch just up and ate them like some damn gummy bears... what the shit man?!"

"Man calm down," Bud said almost as equally panicked. "Either we drank some wierd shit, or we ain't in Georgia anymore... Lady you got a name?"

"Sure do sugar, ya'll can call me Malika," she said with a sweet smile.

"Well, she sounds like she could be in Georgia..." Bud said looking over to Steve. "Ok lady, any chance you could throw up my friends? Pretty sure that gettin' eaten is gonna kill them and all."

"Oh sorry sug', I can't do that," she replied playfully. "That'd ruin the rest of my snack ya see."

"Man, you see how she eyin' us! She's just tryin to figure out who she want's to eat first!" Steve yelled as he went for the edge of the boat. "I ain't goin' out like that!"

"Oh no no no no sugar, you're bein' a naughty little fella," Malika teased before lunging forward with her mouth agape towards Steve.

"Watchout dude!" Bud yelled as he pushed Steve over the side into the water.

While it was a brave thing to do, it put him directly in the path of Malika's gaping maw. She took half the small boat into her mouth and bit down - easily splitting it in two leaving the remainder of the small boat to sink. The attack was sudden, and just as soon as it'd began, it ended. The water was deadly calm now, and everything else was totally quiet. Eventually the silence was broken as the aft of the small boat broke the surface, then gradually began to sink. Steve looked around panicking as he was now totally alone with this strange, gigantic, man-eating woman. He knew she was down there, probably enjoying Bud, but at her size she'd be after him very soon. He slowly started swim towards the shore when a movement caught his eyes. Two mocha colored fins had broken the water's surface and were cutting a path straight towards him.

Up in her tree, Tara watched on with interest as the massive form beneath the waters very quickly closed in on the lone man, her head marked only by the two ominous green glows and ears piercing the water. As she drew closer, Malika began to emerge from the water more and more - a playful gleam in her eye. Now that she was down to the last one, she could truly savor it. Steve turned his head to see most of her face above the waves. Almost immediately after he'd gazed into her eyes, her mouth opened wider and wider as she drew closer and closer to him.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shiiiiit!" He yelled as he pushed himself to the limit. "If I get out of this I won't ever crack another deep throat joke again!"

Malika eventually closed her mouth and grinned, slowing her pace a bit. As she did so, the human had reached the shore and was crawling out of the water. He coughed and spat out water as he moved away from the river and sprawled out on his back. It seemed she'd given up on him after all.

"Oh shit... that was nuts! I know we got some big gals in Georgia, but damn I ain't never seen nan' that big," he said closing his eyes some. "Bet she had some big ol' titties though," he laughed to himself.

"Is that what you lil' yummies call these?" a familiar voice called to him.

"Tell me... I didn't just hear that," Steve said as he slowly opened his eyes to see Malika looming overhead.

"Fine, then I wont tell ya sug'; I'll just show ya," she said playfully as she groped her own breasts and let out a soft moan. "Tell ya what sugar, I'm in a good mood and I'm feelin kinda horny... If you help me work off brunch, I might just be willin' to not have me some chocolate for dessert."~

"Brunch? You ate my damn friends!" he yelled back.

"Oh poo, I was just hopin' you'd help me rub a couple out - but if you don't wanna, I'm sure I can just give you to my friend in exchange for not teasin' me," she said coyly as she reached for him.

"Whoa whoa wait! Did I sound rude just then lil' mama? I was just playin some hard to get... you know how it is?" he hastily offered, jumping at the chance. "I've always been good with the ladies."

"I thought you'd see it my way hun," she replied as she gently offered a hand to him - only to be cut off by a loud gurgling from her stomach causing him to pause. "Sorry, I was a lil' hungrier than I thought, so it looks like you don't have that much work to do. "

"Hey whatever you want..." he replied nervously as he slowly stepped up. "Just don't eat me, I ain't tryin' to end up a stereotype."

"Don'tcha worry about that hun.. Now I'm just gonna take us somewhere more private. Ya do a good job, and I'll introduce ya to my girl friend up in the falls - as company and not a snack," she said straightening up and began to move into the jungle. "Oh, and if ya call me a bitch one more time hun, I'll find out if you really have gooey creamy insides."~

"I'm sorry, i was just... traumatized... You ate my friends lady," He protested. "Besides, thats sorta a bad habit in speech where i come from..."

"I told ya earlier, the my name is Malika... but don't worry, when i'm finished my name will be stuck in your head for the rest of your life." She said with a very lecherous look on her face.

'This is about to be some serious, nasty, freaky shit...' He thought to himself as she carried him off to an unknown fate.

As Tara watched on, the gigantic naga moved beneath the tree she was in, pausing only once to give her a wink as she carried her passenger off to a more private location. The young pantuar tried to follow her movements for as long as she could, but just as suddenly as the giant naga had appeared, she'd disappeared. The calls of the local wildlife began to echo amongst the jungle as she had vanished, almost as if they were all sighing a relief that their day had not yet come. The only signs of the recent attack were a few soggy pieces of clothing floating up the Chordoni river...