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This is a group for everything naga and other reptilian and scaled creatures.

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Founded 14 Years ago
Jan 16, 2010

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Anything that has to do with scales

1,148 Members
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Hey all you snake lovers.

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Sera Naga by roemesquita
[TRADE] Naga!Kenneth by fuure01
Loi Contest : The Nagas by Iksumi
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Jemisha and Aishwarya Ray by DudeRedBlue (Pure Al) by Violet-Scales

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Jemisha and Aishwarya Ray by DudeRedBlue (Albino) by Violet-Scales

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Jemisha and Aishwarya Ray by DudeRedBlue by Violet-Scales

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Jemisha and Aishwarya Ray by DudeRedBlue (Kaa) by Violet-Scales
Traditional
Commission by Amilao18
[CM] - Naga!Shantae.~ by elfudraws
Snake Girl Naked Nap by lilita0814

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Jean Lamia Tf (OC) by lewddratts
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Mysperior by tsilver

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something against slimy? by tsilver

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you think what I think? by tsilver

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at last, reduce my scales sensitivity. I can t eve by tsilver
Literary
A Perilous Time pt 3A Perilous Time pt 3 The beautiful lamia Delilah snorted in contempt as she slithered towards the elevator, still not believing her boyfriend’s gall in making her look like the impudent child, when it was clearly him who was in the wrong.“I can’t believe him… I’ll show him who’s not ready for his precious ‘Outside’...” she grunted, smirking as she pressed the call button for the elevator. She was going to go out to the jewel expo on her own- to show him how ready she was. As the elevator came, it opened to reveal a member of the cleaning staff inside with a cart full of dirty laundry.“Oh… Is this one taken?” Delilah asked in a huffed.“No, my apologies, ma'am. I’ll take the next one,” said the young girl, eyes cast downwards as she pushed her cart out of the elevator past the lamia's obsidian-and-crimson tail.“Okay, fine” said Delilah, shrugging and watching the cleaning attendant go past her. Delilah turned around just in time to see the elevator door close right in front of her. Face darkened in frustration, she jammed her finger into the call button once again, and stood stewing once again. “Who the hell does he think he is? What a know-it-all... He doesn't know me or what I've been through, he has no right in bossing me around...” The end of her black tail jittered, irritated.“I'll show him. I'm going to see that jewel collection. Yeah, that's what I'll do. It's a once in a lifetime situation, I'm not gonna throw it away because of him and his stupid, useless concerns. I'll be back before he even notices and I'll see the whole thing without causing another mess. It was just a one-time accident after all, it's not going to repeat again. Then, I'll rub what I did in his stupid, cute baby face and he's gonna feel soooooo dumb for doubting me! Ha ha!”The elevator dinged and the doors opened. She slithered inside the roomy elevator and smirked, saying: “Yes, there we are. A few more moments and I'll get out of this dumb prison.” Delilahhe pressed the ground floor button. As the elevator descended, quiet music played overhead. Delilah roll her eyes. “...And couldn't they have possibly picked the most annoying music tune ever?” she grunted, covering her ears. She huffed and stared at the brass lining the elevator, seeing her image distorted. “Hrmph, look at this... He makes me so angry, I'm all topsy-turvy…” while her tail tip rhythmically thumped on the floor of the agonizingly-slow elevator. “Come on... Come ooooooon…” she grumbled. “The sooner this thing goes where I want, the sooner I can leave this damn place and have some real fun... Be among them and not be confined in a prison of gold and glass...” Delilah gave in to the inevitable, and unconsciously began humming the elevator's tune.One eternity later, the doors opened in the lobby. As Delilah was about to come out, however, she was pushed back in by a couple- composed of the singular, vilest-looking pile of fat and hair that ever had the disgrace to be called "human" she ever met, and a cutesy centaur girl with pastel pink hair, vibrant magenta eyes and hazel fur on her horse half, her chest was covered by a skimpy lime top.“What the…?! HEY!!” she shouted as they forced her back in.“Oh, my bad! I didn’t see you there!” said the centaur, lowering her horse ears and turning to ask the human to make way for Delilah, but he had already pressed the button for the second-to-the-top floor of the hotel, scratching his huge belly with the free hand.“Oh, come the FUCK on!!” Delilah growled as the elevator went up again.“Ugh… Colin, this lamia had to get out and you just…”"SHADDAP! I need to shit.” the fat man interrupted her with an almost bark-like growl. Delilah caught a whiff of alcohol on his breath and b.o., and waved a hand in front of her nose, unseen by the beastly human.“F-Forgive him, I know he’s a little…” The centaur giggled embarrassedly, waving her hand as she spoke.Piece of shit... thought Delilah, frowning.“...Rustic, but he’s not a bad person…” concluded the centaur, neighing in surprise as the man slapped her huge horse butt.“Ey, my little pony. C’mere. Daddy wants the smooches,” he giggled mischeviously as she turned to face him.“R-Right now?” she asked, blushing.“Right now. he grunted, pulling her closer. She sighed and kissed his lips, followed by him pulling her even deeper in the kiss, making out with her on the spot.Disgusting… Delilah grunted and folded her arms, looking away. The elevator took as long as the previous descent to go back to the floor of the couple, then signed as the door opened. The heavy human came out first, letting out a huge belch while the centaur bowed in shame to Delilah a few times, apologizing whole-heartedly before she turned towards the door and trotted out.“See you. And uh, sorry again, about the whole elevator thing…” she groaned once more.“Huff… It’s not your fault…” Delilah groaned and rubbed her temples.“Stop talkin' to that overgrown shoelace, and get your massive horse ass outta there. After my bathroom break, you and I are gonna rock the fucking hay,” Colin barked and chuckled perversely, at which the centaur whimpered and walked inside their room. The elevator doors cut-off the lamia from the centauress' response.“...That was the singular most painful thing I ever had the displeasure to witness,” Delilah groaned, feeling bad for her “colleague” as she pressed the lobby button again, getting ready for another agonizing descent.The elevator began its decent once again. Delilah roughly crossed her arms under her natural generous bust.“Un-freaking-believable… And they dare to call us monsters. That man was abysmal to say the least. Rgh... All humans act like that... All possessive and brutal and smothering the potential of young smart hybrids like me or that poor centaur girl... Was that Millie? She sounded like Millie... Man, I haven't seen her in ages...” she muttered, swaying side-to-side.“Why do the nicer girls always end up with jerks? ...Well, not all of them... Perugia ended up with Paolo, and he's probably the nicest guy in the company... I heard Webbie too has a new man. I hope he's nice to her... Then again, it's Webbie we're talking about. She knows how to be respected. And is that Sean guy still buzzing around Phylia? She says he too is nice. He surely looks nice, but looks can be deceiving...” she groaned, rubbing her eyes and temples.“Come to think of it, has Paola finally confessed to Sour? God, I need to keep in contact with them. They're probably the friendliest humans I've ever met aside... him... What? No! No, Dee, he's not nice! He's no different from Cale, remember? Focus on what's important: get out, see the jewel expo, prove to him that you are 'capable of going around Outside on your own',” she huffed, shaking her head and mocking her boyfriend’s voice again when talking about the Outside, adjusting her bra straps with a hiss and growl. “God, this thing's so fucking annoying. Damn boob prison...” she huffed as she roughly took off the shirt she wore, looking at the ugly apricot-colored bra beneath with the corporate logo emblazoned in silver where her right nipple is. Rgh... I can't believe he still hasn't bought me a new bra... I'm still stuck with this horrid thing they gave me, and it was fucking six months ago! Great, let's just add negligence to the list of bad traits... she hissed, putting the shirt back on and slithering in circles, grunting as the elevator music was already marked in her brain.“So sick of this goddamn tune…” she growled, sitting down on a mass of her own coils and folding her arms, steaming as she watched her tail segments cross over each other.“Come on! RRGGHH!! How can humans suffer these slow-as-fuck things?!” she shouted, scaring a few maids who heard her shriek through the elevator shaft. Finally, Delilah got down to the ground floor again and she immediately bolted out, let she get pinned in there once again. As her tail-end cleared the elevator, Delilah paused and stretched, giving anyone in view an unashamed view of her silhouette.“About time, damn it…” she grunted as she slithered away from the elevators and towards the entrance. Lunch time was coming, and yet the bell boys were still roaming the lobby, waiting for clients to walk in, and the attendant was still at the front desk. The thought of asking them to reactivate the porn channels just to spite her human boyfriend crossed her mind, but she shook her head and began slithering through the main lobby... not seeing a bell boy towing a baggage truck around a corner a corner. He was clearly in a rush, tripped over Delilah’s tail and flew forward, the luggage scattering all over with a loud clatter.“HEY!” she grunted, turning to see him.He was a young adult, with a frazzled blonde beard and panicking big hazel eyes. “Oh my gosh, I'm SO sorry, miss...” he whimpered as he got up and checked Delilah.“Watch where you’re going!” she grunted, uninjured, and crossed her arms across her voluptuous chest after shaking him off her tail.The bell boy gulped and gathered all the luggage again, then turned. “I hope I didn't hurt you... I didn't hurt you, right?”Delilah blinked, the smoke of rage faded from her eyes a bit. “...No? Just... Just go...” she huffed, looking away.“Okay. And again, so sorry.” he said, tipping his tiny hat before dashing away, resuming towing the heavy luggage cart with little effort.Delilah watched him vanish behind another corner, then she slithered towards the door.Can't believe how reckless he was... And kind. He wasn't concerned about himself being hurt, he was concerned about me... Of course, it's his job helping the clients, but... Then shook her head.So, one human was nice to me? Big whoop. He was nicer to me before this whole thing happened… She rubbed her arm. I can't slip up again. Humans are bad business. ...Right? But he sounded so sincere... so honestly concerned about me... Just like… him, she thought, doubt beginning to seep into her mind, but she hastily forced it away.Hrgh, no! He's demanding and ignorant and doesn't listen to me! Delilah clenched her fists, and willfully pushed on. And I'll show him, and the whole world, that I can take care of myself perfectly without anyone else limiting me! she proclaimed, proudly bumping her chest as she approached the door to the Outside.I can’t stop! Not when I’m so close! Delilah declared, reaching for the handle…But suddenly, she stopped....Wait. Why am I really doing this? Am I doing it for me... or just to mess with him? Delilah's dark olive-colored right hand hovered just over the handle. What if... "What if he's right? What if I'm really not ready?” She hesitated, now holding her right hand with her left as she backed away from the door.“Maybe... M-Maybe I need to... think this through a bit more... The garden! I'll just... go in the garden, touch some grass, catch some rays and... think about my next move... Yesss...” she sighed, retreating towards the elevators, paying extra care to the corners as she slithered in and pressed the button for the top floor. She didn't even care about the obnoxious theme playing, her fingers thrummed a bit on her bicep as she kept her arms crossed, but any trace of her previous determination was gone, replaced with doubt. Delilah sat on her coils once more, looking around herself in discomfort as- this time- the elevator didn’t take that much time to go to the top of the building.. . .The door of the elevator opened to sunlight and the sound of birds chirping along with subdued chattering.The roof garden was rather beautiful. It had all kinds of perches, benches, wide bowls in the floor, and stools made of wood and stone set around bushes and trees, all vividly green. The place was surrounded with special heat lamps that activated whenever someone would stand under them for a few seconds, and they were placed in a circle around a huge fountain, constantly spraying water out of the mouth of a mermaid sculpture.Delilah exhaled soundly and slithered out, stretching her arms as the timid winter sun shined upon her.“Ahhhhhh…” She took a deep breath before she headed to a lamia's perch- which looked like a pole of stone with a flat end for her to place her rear- and inhaled. “Okay… (huff) let's calm down, girl…” as she wrapped around the pole, cooing as it was thermo-regulated, and sat on the flat-end, placing her hands on her lap as she gazed at the slightly cloudy sky. Minutes went by as she thought about what her boyfriend had said, her complaints, what she thought about humans. Now suddenly everything felt muddled and Delilah was unsure of everything she had said before.Suddenly splashes came from behind her, and a young-but-harsh voice called out. “...Delilah?”.She turned and saw a teenage-looking jellyfish hybrid- eight tan-brown, chubby tentacles coming from his waist dipped in the fountain’s pond.“...Do I know you?” she asked, raising a brow.“N-not really. I was in the Marine Lab, with Doctor Rine,” he said, rubbing the back of his uniquely broad-rimmed head. It was weird hearing such an adult voice on such a young-looking hybrid.“Yeah, well, that much I figured since you're... well... a jellyfish. What's your name?” she asked.“Dril. Because 'tendril', get it?” he sneered, lifting up several additional thin brown tentacles across his semi-transparent umbrella-like head. Delilah repressed a cringey groan and said, “Ah, I see. How come I never saw you around in P.E.R.I.L.?”“Ohh, there were plenty of pretty girls who- heheheheheh- saw me, but... I didn't leave my cave very much. I'm not very fast... or very big... compared to a 'big sister' like you,” Dril chuckled, ogling at her form.“Ah, thank you... I guess. Well, I know of Madame Octavia from the Marine Lab, of course. She's a real champ, and she has been my rock on so many occasions during my first 'free samples'... I also know Pneumonia, and Benchley too” Delilah said, raising a brow at first but relaxing soon after. She decided Dril was just a little weird, but nonetheless harmless.“Yeahhh, Madame Octavia was such a sweetie to me too. We would cuddle in each other's tentacles, and she kept Pneumonia away from me. But then Doctor Rine created Benshley, and I swam and hid in my cave where he couldn't get me.” he said smiling, then his umbrella-liked head drooped sadly. Dril sighed, “...I miss Madame Octavia a lot.”“...Me too. I could really use one of her timely pieces of advice. She could always untangle (pun intended) every doubt I ever had, made every problem I had look so simple to resolve...” Delilah sighed, folding her arms, unintentionally lifting her tits a bit for Dril to ogle at and smirk.“Well, I got lucky- heheheheheh- because I got hooked-up with this great little granny who loves me,” Dril finished, hungrily licking his lips.“Huh... Well, it makes sense, since you're no longer in that place... Wait, an elderly person? H-How does that work with... you know...?” Delilah asked, eyes widening in surprise.“Oh, hahahaha! Well, she's not that old for a human, but she definitely likes what I give to her... in more ways than one, heeheeheehee” he giggled impishly.“Wow, you're... you're really forward when it comes to work...” Delilah stuttered.“'Work'-!? Naww, it's not like that with Miss Owena Ner. If anything, she carries me around on her wheelchair with her. And then when her arms get tired, I take over the wheels for her. It's great!” he chuckled, smiling.“You... help her? But you said that...” she asked.“Well, she got into a car accident- whatever that means- and lost the use of her legs.” Dril paused and looked at his tentacles. “I can't imagine what that would be like... Anyways, she came to P.E.R.I.L. looking for something to help with the pain, and found me. And- bonus for me!- it turns-out she's pretty horny in her mid-30s,” he added, smirking.“Oh, so she's not that old... Wait, you can help with her pain? How?”“With theeeese, heeheeheeheehee...” Dril giggled, menacingly raising many of his tentacles out of the clear pond while leering Delilah impishly.“Your tentacles?” she raised a brow “So, like, you massage her?”“Uhh- yeah! Yeah. Yep, that's what I do,” he chuckled.Delilah narrowed her eyes and stood-up, unwrapping her 79'-long black tail from the thick pole. “You also do stuff together though, right? I mean, you can't tell me that you and her don't make love to each other...” as she slithered closer.“Oh, I make her melt like jelly in my tentacles every time, haha!” Drill proudly declared, swinging an arm as if he just said something funny.“Is that another pun related to your species?” she groaned.“Yes. Nice, huh?” He asked, winking.“You're dangerously crossing into dad joke territory...” she said, folding her arms.“Oh, I'm not a dad yet... but, hey, maybe someday. Right now, P.E.R.I.L.'s got me fixed the same as all of us, so I'm 'firin' blanks' just like, uh... uh-uh-uh, Benshley,” he said, snapping his fingers and winked.“I see... Have... the two of you fought?” Delilah asked, ignoring his ridiculous humor attempt. “Huh? Uhh...” Dril thought for a bit then answered “...not really. I mean I've only known her for a few weeks, so I guess I've been lucky there! But once humans latch-on to something, they rarely let go without a fight. And- begging your pardon, big sister- but I got this one hook, line and sink-her, heeheeheeheehee.”“...I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that." Delilah looked around the rooftop garden. "So, where is she now? I don't see anyone on a wheelchair...”“Ah, she's probably taking a nap in the room. I came up here to soak under the Sun. Do you know how little the lights in P.E.R.I.L. actually produce real heat compared to that giant lightbulb?” asked Dril, pointing a tan-brown tentacle towards the sun.That actually made Delilah snicker. “Hee hee, can't argue with that... The rooms here don't provide much Sun either. ...Especially if you're never allowed to leave them,” she added, slouching a bit and sighing.“Well, I haven't gotten Outside much yet- Miss Ner says I need to learn to 'curtail my tails a bit', I guess, before we move around a lot Outside. Also, she's having her electric wheelchair moved out here, so we can go a bit farther from the hotel. But I can come up here as much as I want to, although it is getting a bit colder with each day,” he said, shivering and going back in the water.“Doesn't that bother you? Being unable to leave, having the freedom you crave- or at least I hope you crave- being taken away from you just to satisfy her whim?” she asked, peeking at him soaking in the fountain pool.“Huh? Well, uhh...” he looked around, thinking “...I, uhh... I spent a lot of time alone after Benshley came out, and I haven't really had anyone stay with me more than one time. So it's nice to be around someone else a lot,” Dril responded, rubbing the back of his mushroom-shaped pale-blue head.“It’s not the same with her…” Delilah mumbled, but then spoke out loud. “See, me and my... human, we had a falling out today... and I just... I don't know what I am supposed to do now. I wanted this day to come for so long, and now that I am Outside... I feel more trapped than when I was Inside.”Dril folded his arms across his flat chest and hmmph'd. “What do you mean, big sister?”“W-what? Well, my human is-- He gives me a lot of rules to respect, a lot of boundaries that I can't cross, and I'm fine with most of them, but... Sometimes it feels just annoying to have all these things that I have to listen to...” Delilah sighed.“Huh. Well, Miss Ner said something about me being 'small enough to be convenient', and that I need to respect boundaries. But we've only been here a few days, so I'm still learning,” he shrugged.“You don't seem to have as many issues with your human as I have with mine. It's just that this world is so full of... frail things... No matter what I do, there's always something or someone that can break if I'm not careful... It's demanding.” she huffed.At that, Dril's head shot up. “'Frail things'-? You wanna talk about frail things? Take a look at these-!” A bunch of Dril's tentacles rose out of the water, some of them lifted with his hands. “Do you know how much it hurts when someone pulls on these things!? Ha- don't talk to me about 'frail things', big sister," he grunted. "I've already had two tentacles ripped out in the last seven months, and I was not happy growing them back!”“...Sorry, that was in poor taste. But you do get my point, right?” she then asked, crouching down a bit to look at him in his eyes.“Look, big sister, I'll tell you something: I'm afraid you're gonna roll over me, or squeeze me to death.”“...What are you talking about? I would never hurt y--” Dril reached out for her right arm with his tentacles, and not-so-gently yanked Delilah over the pond's edge.“Here, look at this. Look at you. What do you see?”Delilah blinked, startled by how fast- and far- Drill could reach someone. She looked at her own reflection in the fountain water, then his reflection next to her. “I see... me? And you." With a surprising surge of speed, Dril completely lept out of the water and clambered onto Delilah's back! “Hey! What are you--!?” she groaned and tried to pry him off with her hands. Tan-brown tentacles gently but firmly sprawled across the lamia's torso, arms and hips despite their natural slickness. Two of these coiled around Delilah's wrists and spread her arms wide.“Stop! Stop-!” Dril commanded, and Delila reluctantly complied with a grunt. The transparent-blue jellyfish hybrid then pointed one of his fingers at Delilah's long black-and-crimson tail sprawled across the lawn. “Look at you. Look how big you are compared to me! Look how easily you could squash me!”“I'm not going to! How could you--?”“But you could if you wanted to. If you hadn't known I was here, you could easily squash me!” he interrupted.It was like she was struck by lightning. Delilah's eyes widened, and her arms visibly relaxed. “Oh… my… god…”“You see how big you are compared to me? I may be small, but I also know that I am small. I don't think of myself as 'small', but I've seen what's Outside, and it's really big! But there's a lot of big things out there that scare me... and you could be one of them. Madame Octavia was really big too, but she was kind, and I never felt afraid of being with her.” Dril leaned back and crossed his arms behind Delilah's head.The lamia twisted her busty torso around to look back at her own tail, then slowly panned around at the scattered benches around the garden. “He was… right,” she whimpered.“Who?” asked Dril.“M-my human…” she sighed. For a moment, they stood silently together- Delilah dwelling on different items in the garden that are made only for humans... but not lamia and naga.Something began wriggling its way up between her ample breasts, bringing Delilah back to attention as it coiled around and squished them. “Wh-HEY!!” she shouted, as the outline of several tentacles formed bumps inside her shirt, fondled and squeezing. Dril chuckled impishly as he groped the lamia. Delilah yelped and quickly wrapped a coil of her tail around Dril's arms and torso, and yanked him hard off of her, bringing him around eye-to-eye. “You little pervert! Who said you could do that!?” she grunted.Dril grinned sheepishly. “Heh, so what are ya gonna do about it, big sister? I can do a lot more if you'd li--AHH!” He yelped as she swung her tail and roughly dumped him back into the pond with a big splash! then let him go.“Only he can touch these,” she scoffed, cupping her own breasts. “And only he can do a lot more to... me…” Delilah suddenly frowned, and cast her eyes to the grass below her. “I can't believe how senseless I was,” she whimpered. Dril, recovered from his impact with the fountain, pulled himself partially out of the water once again, leaning his arms on the stone lip of the pond with an annoyed grunt.As Delilah dwelt on her realization, something new caught her attention. “...That's odd, my cleavage feels weird…” she said, sticking a hand under her swet T-shirt, between her tits. “What the-? I... I can't feel anything!” Her cleavage was completely numb!Dril's impish grin returned at her declaration, and he chuckled. “See-? Heeheeheeheehee- that's why she kept coming back to me. That's something only I can do,” he smirked.“...Your poison-? You paralyze her?! What kind of sick fuck are--?”“I'm not the one who's sick, she is! Miss Ner came to me because she's sick, and I'm the only one who can help her!” he grunted, proudly thumbing his chest.Once again, Delilah realized that she had misunderstood the jellyfish hybrid, and what he had said earlier. “You... help her... You're... special to her...”“Yes, I am,” he said, sighing lovingly. But then, for just a moment in their conversation, Dril sobered. “...And she's the only one who ever said that to me.”“Someone special to you... That sees the good in you no matter how much you screw it up...” Dril watched as the wheels turned inside. “...I get it now. Thank you, Dril... Not for groping me, but... for making me understand what my role in this is... who I need to be for my human.” Delilah finally smiled, and patted his huge umbrella head. Dril's eyes smiled, and he blushed a slightly-darker blue in return. “Come, I'll walk you to your room.” She offered him a hand.He grinned and wrapped a tentacle around her profitted forearm. “Hey, you wanna, maybe, hop in with me first? The water is warm, and I got lots of adrenaline to work off now.”“Don't push your luck,” Delilah grunted and allowed him to slip up onto her back. “Hold on tight.” Dril giggled as his small-ish hands were once again reaching for her breasts. “Ho ho, no need to say t--”But Delilah's tail tip lightly smacked them away. “Not what I meant…” she warned.“Eh, that's okay," he responded, pulling his hands back. "I got a hot mama bod' waitin' in my room for me.”Delilah rolled her eyes, then smiled because she now knew that, under his pervy squishy shell, rested a good heart genuinely willing to help out a soul in need. She slithered over to the large elevator once again, and pressed the button for his floor, just above hers.As they waited, Dril sighed. “Do these lifts always take this long?”Delilah shrugged. “Yeah, I guess so,” as Dril hummed in agreement. The elevator door opened and the tune resumed while they descended.“Ugh- is this the only song they ever play!?” she grunted.“I dunno- it's good for bobbing to,” Dril said. Delilah noticed his head gently bouncing to the music. “...Yeah, I could see myself fuckin' to this song.” Delilah rolled her eyes again but stayed quiet.After dropping Dril in his room, and avoiding his attempts to lure her in, Delilah made her way back to her own room.She found the door cracked open. Strange.“Derry? Are you awake? I just wanted to say-- What the heck is going on?!”Delilah's human boyfriend, Derwyn Tran, was lying on his side in his clothes in the middle of the room's floor- tightly bound by rope and muffled with a ballgag. He moaned and squirmed in his tight bindings, his eyes wide with concern and he tried to tell his lamia girlfriend to run. But the ballgag prevented him from speaking.“Derry, wh- what's happening??”, Delilah asked.“Honey, I’m home…” came the voice of a woman. From around the corner comes out an all too familiar face, her petite figure wrapped in a form-fitting suit as she stands behind Derwyn, looming above him.“...Cindy?! Oh my gosh, it is you!” Delilah exclaimed, smiling broadly and arms wide as she slithered closer.“Miss me, Dee? Because I sure missed you,” Cindy Rook said, side-stepping Derwyn and hugging the busty Indian lamia, her eyes beginning to tear-up with joy. “I can't believe it... I almost forgot how you looked.” She stroked Delilah's cheeks. “You're as beautiful as the day they separated us...” she cooed.“Ohh, it's so good to see you!” Delilah exclaimed, hugging her tightly, while Derwyn looked at the two of them, confused. “Mnn, and you smell lovely too!” she cooed, sniffing Cindy’s hair. “Ohh, you know what a sucker I am for cinnamon, hee-hee.”“H-heh... Th-that I do,” Cindy giggled, her voice full of emotion as she wiped her eyes. “Do... do your tattoos look brighter? Also, your hair looks brighter too! Oh, you have no idea how many months I spent imagining our meeting!”“I'm sorry I wasn't able to reach you, but I was so tied up with my man here that I got completely distracted. Oh, please tell me you've been doing okay all these weeks? P.E.R.I.L.'s been treating you oka--” Delilah held Cindy’s shoulders as she spoke.“...Weeks? Dee, it's been almost half a year! The last time I saw you... god, I can't even remember the last time I saw you! That's how long it has been!” Cindy corrected her lamia lover, taking a step back, while Derwyn grunted unamusedly.“Half a year??” Delilah looked past her human lover, out the floor-to-ceiling window beyond, at P.E.R.I.L. Corp, sprawled menacingly in the distance. “Ohhh... maybe it has been. Wow, it didn't seem that long…” she said, refocusing on Cindy, and rubbing her shoulders. “But at least you're doing okay.”“Really? All this time... you haven't thought about me once? Not even a single time?!” Cindy asked, her brow dropping a little.“Oh, that's not true. I've thought about you plenty of times, wondering how you've been and where you've been off to when you weren't with me in P.E.R.I.L.” Delilah answered, frowning slightly.“Where I was? Where do you think I was?! Delilah, I never left the Snake Lab! They kept me trapped there for all these months without a clue of where you were. They may have just changed the cage they locked me in, but it was still without a choice, and then they made me 'test' some of the other hybrids, like a common slut!” Cindy grunted, folding her arms.Derwyn, in the meantime, continued to struggle to get out of his bindings, but made no progress.Cindy’s answer made Delilah gasp in surprise. “Y-you were trapped there..?? Like me?”“Umm, duh?” Cindy retorted. “Or have you missed Sandro's little spiel about me being your chew toy when we first met? Dee, I was as much of a lab rat as you!” she added with a grunt.Derwyn snorted in begrudging agreement- at least this interloper also hated Dr. Cale.Delilah pulled back slightly from the curly-haired woman, crestfallen and confused. “I-I-I-I... I didn't know that. I thought that... you could leave anytime you wanted,” she whimperedAt that Cindy held her hands. “Well, I couldn't. I managed to escape a few months ago and- not gonna lie- it was not a picnic. And I think they're still after me.” groaned the small-framed human.“Well, you can't stay here, this place is run by P.E.R.I.L. They'll know you're here!” Delilah pointed out, concerned. Cindy sighed in agreement and nodded, to which Delilah’s face began contorting and she teared up, her tail swaying around erratically in dismay. “Ohh, ohhhh... Why can't P.E.R.I.L. just leave me alone? Why can't P.E.R.I.L. leave the people I love alone!?” she whimpered.“Because they're monsters, Dee. Real monsters, not nearly like you or any other Hybrid, for God's sake! Even the most perverted one is still salvageable, but them-? They're fucking nuts!” Cindy shouted a bit, cupping her own cheeks. Delilah leaned in a bit with her torso, letting Cindy hug her. “But we can escape! I can save you, take you away from this horrid place. We can reach one of my safe-havens and, from there, we'll be free to do whatever we want. That's what you really want, right? What you've always dreamt about: freedom. True freedom, not just a glimpse of it, like this hotel,” Cindy said, smiling comfortingly.Derwyn widened his eyes and moaned a protest past the ballgag. Delilah’s tail raised around, wrapping twice around herself and Cindy. In doing so, it carelessly ran over Derwyn, making him flip over with a grunt.“That… That sounds nice…” Delilah sighed.“Yes it is! It'd be just like the old days, but... you know... less evil, mad science-y and more... lovey dovey... I'll let you be whoever you want to be, dress (or undress) as you please, go wherever we want, do whatever we please, no holds barred, no one to give us orders or restrictions! Nothing!” Cindy said, her arms wide.Delilah sobbed quietly, keeping Cindy pinned to her with her coils and arms as the snake-smitten thief gently stroked her hair. “I... I want to do that. I want to be free,” the lamia whimpered.“Of course, we can do that. We can do whatever you want. I can give you anything you want, anything your heart desires. Love, freedom, and everything else you have ever desired ever since you slithered your way into the world... and into my heart” Cindy cooed, pressing their combined hands on her chest. “If I could, I'd steal the moon and give it to you...”A gentle tap-tap against her tail, followed by a muffled throat-clearing, brought Delilah back to reality. She looked down to see Derwyn- still laying on his side bound and gagged- pressing against her tail with his shoes, clearly not amused as his eyes bore into hers.“Ohh. Ohh... Derwyn,” She looked at Cindy. “W-what about Derwyn?”Cindy looked around the room innocently. “...Who?”“Derwyn. What about Derwyn? We can't just leave him here,” Delilah sighed as she pointed down at the bound man, grumbling through his gag.“Ohhh, him..." Cindy shrugged, but didn't look down. "I don't really care what happens to this guy. Anyway, we should get going.” She starting to gently wiggle out of Delilah’s coils. The lamia loosened up, allowing the thief to slither out and head for the door. Delilah lingered, then began reaching for Derwyn. But Cindy saw her lamia lower reaching down out the corner of her eye. “What are you doing? We can't waste time on him, we have to leave before P.E.R.I.L.'s security force comes for us.”“Yes, but I can't leave Derwyn here alone,” Delilah mumbled.Cindy groaned and turned away from the door, taking a firm grip of Delilah's arm. “Forget about him, we have to go!” she grunted, pulling on the lamia’s arm.But Delilah's didn’t follow, standing her ground. “I know, but I can't leave him,” stated the snake-woman.“Yes you can, he's not worth the trouble. Now let's get outta here!” snarled the thief, getting more frustrated by the second.“But I love him. I can't walk away from him like that,” Delilah stated again.Cindy let go of her arm and turned to face her, the face of the thief was a mix of anger and shock. “Really? You'd rather stay with this... pathetic, sorry excuse of a beta bitch than me? You'd rather spend your life as a trophy than a fucking goddess?!” she snarled, pointing at Derwyn with disdain.“Cindy…” Delilah was surprised by the venomous words Cindy spewed about Derwyn.“Look at him! He's so weak he couldn't even fend me off, and he's two times as big as me! Someone like him can't protect you or treat you the way you deserve!” she grunted and poked his side with the tip of her shoe. Derwyn looked at Cindy and grunted in protest, unable to talk. Delilah heard him grunt and reached down for the gag, but Cindy took a step forward. “Forget him. You don't need a beta male when you got me! Males are stupid and useless! They always take and take and take and never give anything back!” Cindy hissed.“Males are not useless, and they're not stupid. They can be kind and gentle too,” Delilah responded, defending Derwyn.“Pft, yeah right. Name three men who have been kind with you,” snorted Cindy, hands on her hips.“Well there's him-” she pointed at Derwyn “-and then, uhhhh... W-well there was that one guy who fucked--”“Uh huuuuuuuuh… Keep going, Dee, keep going...” said Cindy, twirling her index in the air.“Well, hang on a second! Dr. Cale created me, so I have to--” the lamia whimpered, flustered.Cindy rolled her eyes and shouted, flailing her arms. “Him?! You think how he treated you was kind in any way? He always talked down on you and, even worse, he often made back-handed comments about you!”“Y-- Maybe so, but he still created me. I can't overlook the fact I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him!” Delilah whimpered.“Perhaps… But he’s still an asshole,” Cindy grunted.Delilah continued, having remembered a few minutes earlier: “And then there was little Dril, who gave me some good--”“Dril? That creepy jellyfish dude? EW!” Cindy shuddered. “These are your best examples? Every single one of these guys has mistreated you, one way or another! Men are stupid and useless and you don't need them!” she added with malice.“Cindy, we need men! We can't exist without them. And I wouldn't be here right now if it hadn't been for a kind man like Derwyn,” the olive-skinned lamia sputtered, followed by Derwyn who nodded and mumbled in agreement.“Oh yeah? What has this guy done for you lately? Hasn't he made you feel as trapped as P.E.R.I.L., which- surprise surprise- is run by men?” Cindy grunted again.“He's teaching me about the world Outside, and I have to adapt in order to be part of that, to get away from P.E.R.I.L.” said the lamia.Derwyn looked up, surprised by what she just said.At that, Cindy lost it. “P.E.R.I.L. WILL NEVER STOP! THEY WILL NEVER LET YOU GO!!”“They will, Cindy! They have to, because I love Derwyn!” Delilah groaned.“You think love will stop them?! You're underestimating them, Dee! Trust me, they will do whatever it takes to get what they want!” Cindy huffed. She had forgotten how stubborn Delilah could be.Delilah stared at her for a moment, then sighed. “Perfectly. Enhanced. Replicas of. In-human. Love-makers, Cindy. They made me to love someone!”“They made you for sex, Dee! They made you to be fucked! If you want someone to love you, then love me! I love you!” Cindy shouted, on the verge of tearing up and slapping her chest hard.“And I love you, Cindy! ...But I also love Derwyn.”Both of them paused, shocked by the lamia’s words. “I love... both of you, Cindy. B-but I c- I can't--” she whimpered. Derwyn groaned behind his gag, rolled his eyes, and tapped her tail with his bound shoes again. Delilah looked down and begin reaching for him.“No, Delilah! Don't do it!” Cindy cried out. Delilah hesitated for a second, then removed the gag.“Aww, finally! Thank you,” Derwyn huffed.Cindy stared in horror at what Delilah had done. “Y-you just..” stuttered the human thief.“...Gave me the chance to speak. You were so busy tying me up that you didn't let me explain why we were fighting in the first place,” Derwyn paused for a quick breath. “Despite our argument, I have seen changes in Delilah these last few months that you haven't. And I am pleased with what has been done so far,” he said, smiling at Delilah.“Oh yeah, you're soooooo pleased that you're turning her into your own pet snake, huh?!” Cindy hissed.“She's not a pet, and you fucking know it! You wouldn't be here right now, fighting so damn hard, if you didn't see Delilah as anything other than a pet.” Derwyn hissed back.“You dare?! I see her as the goddess she should be! You're the idiot who thinks that she can be tamed or controlled!” Cindy growled, already feeling like moments away from kicking him.“She is an incredible lover, abso-fuckin'-lutely. But that was only part of the reason I have stayed with her all this time. I stay with her because I care about her, and I want to see her get out of that mad-house she was trapped in. I want Delilah to be free, but her issue isn't that she can't be free, but that her ignorance makes her vulnerable to the outside world. There's things out there she doesn't understand yet, and I'm here to help her through that. I'm not here to leash Delilah, I'm here to get her adjusted to the world she will be entering into.”Delilah looked up at Cindy. “Yes... yes. And that's why I stay with him- because he cares about me, and wants to help me get free of P.E.R.I.L.” She nodded as she saw now why he acted the way he did.“Oh please! You can't believe this load of bullcrap he just spewed!” Cindy growled yet again.“'Bullcrap'!? Do you have any idea of the 'bullcrap' I've had to go through to get Delilah here!? The pressures I've--” Derwyn almost choked.Delilah caught his passion, and quietly supported her man. “I've... seen it, Cindy. He's telling the truth.”Derwyn looked-up at Delilah. What had changed her mind so fast?Cindy's faced contorted, tearing up. “...I can't believe you're siding with him! I thought... I thought that what we had was special... Did anything we went through even matter to you?!”“Of course it did! You were my one friend in P.E.R.I.L., who I could give my heart to and not have you leave me the next day after a good fucking.”Cindy didn’t speak for a few seconds. Then she scoffed, heartbroken: “'Friend'... So, is that what you thought I was? Just a fuck-buddy and nothing more...?”Derwyn gave Delilah an anxious look, awaiting her answer, but she didn’t see it. Delilah tried to formulate words, but she was speechless and torn apart between her two big loves.“...Well?!” Cindy pushed Delilah to answer.“I... I thought it was love at the time. But now...” the lamia whimpered, sinking down and hugged a thick part of her obsidian tail to her chest.Derwyn rolled over with some effort and put his head on a segment of her tail, doing his best to console Delilah despite being still bound.“Now it means shit! Great, I broke out of a prison to find an unrequited love! Simply fan-fucking-tastic!” Cindy shouted, raising her hands in dismay.Silence for several heartbeats.“I... I-I-I still... care about you, Cindy, but my heart aches right now,” Delilah sobbed.Head still against her tail, Derwyn spoke again. “Cindy, you have to understand that P.E.R.I.L. isn't real, and the attachments that the hybrids feel in there can change once they get out. And that's why they built this place-” he looked at the ceiling “-to give those couples the chance to see if they really do still care for each other after they get out; to see if they are the right couple to show them the world. I'm guessing that Delilah really did care about you a lot in P.E.R.I.L. But now she has me, and her feelings have changed. She's... she's seen what love outside of P.E.R.I.L. looks like, and their control over her is breaking.”Cindy hissed again, crossing her arms. “I'm sorry- who asked your opinion, you good for nothing cum dispenser? I'm talking to her, and the only reason you can speak is because she lets you!”“Who was your father? Where did you come from?” Derwyn hissed back; he'd had enough of her close-mindedness and misandry.Cindy's anger grew an order of magnitude at the implied dishonoring of her cherished father. “...Fuck you. And also fuck you, Delilah! You're no goddess, you're as bad as everyone else! Keep your stupid, stupid man and enjoy being a fucking living and breathing sex doll! I'm out of here!” she growled, spinning on her heel to not show them that she was crying, and began to leave.“What-?! Cindy, no!” Delilah choked and, in a fraction of a second, she shot her sensitive tail tip at Cindy, grabbing a leg leg.“What- no! Let go of me!” The thief growled and tried to push it off, but Delilah lunged forward and embraced her tightly with her arms, squeezing her to the lamia’s huge bosom.“Please, no, don't leave! Don't do this! I love you!” Delilah whined and pulled away from the window, dragging Cindy with her to the center of the room.“RRGGHH!! STOP IT! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!” Cindy growled and squirmed against Delilah’s strong grip, kicking with the free leg. The lamia’s obsidian and crimson body surged up- swiftly covering them both in her coils, only their heads were out. “NGH! RRGGHH!! LET. ME. GO! I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DON'T UNCOIL ME RIGHT THIS INSTANT I'LL--” Cindy tried to free herself but, even without squeezing, Delilah was just too strong.“Please, please don't do this. Just stop!” the lamia whispered harshly.“Delilah...” Derwyn said, too quiet to be heard by either woman.“NO!! YOU BREAK MY HEART AND YOU EXPECT ME TO CHANGE MY MIND BECAUSE YOU SAY SO?! HUMANS DON'T WORK LIKE THAT!” Cindy snarled again, still fighting despite how fruitless it was.“Delilah?” Derwyn repeated, slightly louder.“Please, please don't do this, I'm your friend!” Delilah whispered harshly again to Cindy, who stopped screaming but continued to try and wiggle out of Delilah’s strong loops of muscles and scales.“Delilah.” Derwyn said loud enough to be heard. Delilah turned her head to look at him, her face was red, cheeks were streaked with tears.“Let her go.” Derwyn instructed firmly.“No. No no no no, I won't let her go-!” she whined, tightening enough to make Cindy wheeze but continue to squirm in her grip.“Delilah. Let her go. You can't force someone to love you. And if you do, then, well... you're no better than P.E.R.I.L.” Derwyn said shaking his head. Hearing the name, Delilah’s eyes widened, having just realized that he was right… again. “She's made her choice. Let her go.”“I don't need your help, man,” Cindy hissed and wiggled. At least Delilah had loosened up her grip so she could breathe normally again.“Looks to me like you do... woman.” Derwyn retorted, unamused.“Do you always need to have the last line?!” the thief growled.Derwyn thought for a moment, then smirked: “No.”“Fuck. You.” Cindy snarled.Delilah snapped back at Cindy, scolding her like a mother who silenced her protesting child. “Stop it, Cindy. Stop it now. Making him angry won't help you.” Cindy looked at her and blinked, confused. Delilah breathed softly, her tears no longer flowing but still visible.Derwyn spoke quietly, somberly. “Delilah... you have to choose. That kind of love is meant for only one at a time. And-” he rested his head on the floor awkwardly “-if you want to go with her, I can't stop you.” He then resumed his normal voice. “But I will tell you this: If you leave now with Cindy, like this, then P.E.R.I.L. will follow you... and I won't be able to stop them. And if you leave me... then I will go home right now, and you will never see me again. It's your choice, Delilah.”The lamia choked at the options presented. In either case, she had to let go of one of them.“You've been with both of us for a long time, so you know what you're getting into,” Derwyn continued.Delilah thought about the feeling of Cindy in her coils right now- the warmth and shape of her body, and how Cindy's body felt in the past when she was still in P.E.R.I.L. thinks about how they talked with each other, what it felt like to kiss each other, and caress and penetrate each other .“Look at me.” said Derwyn. Delilah saw him look pointedly at his knees. “Do you see what she did to me-? She didn't care about me. She cut me off to silence me when she was angry!” He paused and looked at Delilah. “And if she can overpower me that easily, what makes you think she won't do the same to you at some point? Turn you back into that fuck-toy that I know you hate being?”Delilah realized she was holding on to Cindy's body, binding her in order to silence her, in just the same way Cindy bound Derwyn to silence him.Cindy feels the coils around her loosen but not drop away.“I didn't choose you because you were a good fuck-toy, but because I thought of you as my partner, someone I could share with.” Derwyn shook his head. “I don't want to be your owner or your master... but I do want you to be my girl,” he said, smiling.“...Can you confirm what he said?” Cindy asked Delilah, and the lamia stood silent for a bit before nodding. “So there was never really something between us?” the thief asked again; at least now she had calmed down.After a few quiet breaths, Delilah replied. “I… I thought it was. But... now that I'm Out... and I've... been with Derwyn...”“Are you really sure that he's the right choice? Is that what your heart is telling you?” Cindy pressed again.Again, Delilah swallowed dry and breathed for a bit before answering. “I... I think so.”Another heartbeat, then Cindy continued. “You thinking so is not the same as you knowing so, DeeDee.”Delilah whimpered, her obsidian coils rolling over Cindy’s smaller body, her breasts pressing on the thief’s shoulder blades. “Little One, I can feel your body, your heartbeat in my coils right now. And it... It-it-it doesn't... feel the same as before... when we were in P.E.R.I.L. It feels... different now.”“...I guess it does, huh? Even your coils feel slightly colder... Less comforting than what I remembered...” Cindy sighed, resigned, knowing that there couldn’t be a place in the lamia’s heart for both her and Derwyn.“I guess that's... now for Derwyn only.” Delilah sighed and she began to loosen her coils, draping them off Cindy’s shoulders and arms.The professional thief stretched and sighed. “Hmmph... I guess Beta here has won.” Delilah’s coils slowly fell off of her, allowing Cindy to get out and stretch her legs, under Delilah’s gaze while she hugged her arms below her breasts.“Mmmfff... Thank you for releasing me... So stiff...” huffed Cindy, continuing to stretch her nimble yet muscular body wrapped in the hotel maid outfit. Delilah nodded and slithered towards Derwyn to unbind him.“Yes, please do...” he groaned, struggling under the ropes.“Wait.” Cindy stopped her. “Allow me.” She took out a pocket knife. Derwyn eyed Cindy, but gently nodded at Delilah.“I think I'll... take this sock off now, it's getting itchy,” said the lamia, slithering into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.Cindy sneered as she began to cut the ropes. “Now don't get it twisted, Beta- I still don't like you. But... of all the guys that could've bought her... you're not the worst choice.”“Uhh… thanks,” said Derwyn, smiling sheepishly as he was freed and then stretched.“Yeah, whatever…” she scoffed, sheathing her knife under her hotel disguise. “I suppose it's back to escaping the life of having to fuck others for a living. Especially males...” she shivered in disgust.“You were--? Ohh, I guess that makes sense. And if you were a customer, you would have bought her before I did,” Derwyn mused, rubbing his nape and stood next to Cindy. Both stared at the pool room. “Yeah, I, uhh... I actually know what that feels like myself,” he added, unamused.“Tch, I already knew that…” Cindy pouted and looked away, her arms folded around her small chest; even so she occasionally glanced at the pool room door. “...She's special. I expect you to treat her accordingly.” she muttered.“I...” Derwyn hesitated. “...I wish I could confidently say that I will.” He sighed, seeing Delilah not returning, instead slipping into the pool, hanging her arms against the sides of the pool in thought.“Between all the girls... and guys... I've been forced to fuck in P.E.R.I.L., I feel like I'm still missing things about Delilah, but I can't quite put my finger on it.” Derwyn's shoulder slouched, depressed.“Welcome to my life, 'Darwin',” she scoffed.He let the new name slide, and grumbled. “Hmmph. I'm guessing you don't like it there any more than I do.”Cindy shook her head, her curled bangs lightly bounced. “Nope, not in the slightest. Especially when they forced me to fuck males.”“I put my foot down a few months ago, and told them no more males for me.” They continued to watch the olive-skinned lamia bathe, still not coming out to say goodbye. Derwyn sighed. “I want to be here for her, but... the price I have to pay takes me away from her, and I have to fight it every single time. That's why we've been here so fucking long- I'm trapped here almost as much as she is.”“That’s how long you’ve been here?” Cindy asked, raising a brow.“From what I know, couples usually only stay a few weeks before they know if it'll work out or not. We've been here for months because of my job.” Derwyn pinched the bridge of his nose.“Eesh, talk about long-term…” Cindy sighed.“Yeah.”Derwyn suddenly frowned, looking at the pool room. “...W-what is she doing? I thought she was gonna take that off, then come right back?”Cindy glanced at the lamia, seeing that she was soaking, and said absent-mindedly: “Oh, she's moisturizing. She does it to make shedding her skin easier.” She suddenly felt Derwyn's gaze fall upon her, and she turned to him. He blinked, tilting his head slightly. “You mean to tell me you really didn't know-? Didn't Sandro tell you? Wait, no, of course he wouldn't; he's an asshole. I mean, didn't she ever warn you about it?”The puzzleed look on his face told her everything. “Sh- shedding? Lamia... shed their scales???”. He looked back to Delilah, mouth agape. “I-I-I-I... I had no idea! I mean that book didn't say anything abou--”“Well, she has scales, so at least you should've suspected it. That said, I only saw her do it like once or twice, but every time she'd get crankier and easier to piss-off. I suspect that for her it feels like an itchy sweater all the time. I also know the symptoms are not the same for each naga or lamia. Like my cellmate, Rhonda- she's usually very sassy, but during molting she becomes a crybaby.” Cindy rolled her eyes at Derwyn's comical reaction over something so obvious. But, then again, it’s not like he had ever seen her do it before.“I thought she was getting frustrated at staying cooped-up in here all the time, impatient to get away from here! I didn't real--” he stuttered, and again Cindy interrupted him.“You didn't see her scales losing their luster? Or her tail-tip starting to look frayed?” She groaned and rubbing her temples in frustration. Maybe turning her lover over to the beta wasn't a good idea after all.Derwyn glanced at the ceiling in thought. “Uhhhh... yeah. Yeah. Now that you mention it, I did. But, I thought it was just, like... natural wear-and-tear from going outside on the concrete, or the polished stone floors.”“You really need to pay more attention to her body, Darwin,” she scoffed, shaking her head.Derwyn quickly glared at Cindy, but then his face relaxed. “Chh- that motherfucker... He didn't say a word about this to me. I had no fucking clue”. He roughly rubbed his face with his hands, frustrated. “Oh, man, now I feel awful.”Cindy sighed. “Yeah… Well, if it helps, he did that to me, like, 24/7.”“Yep, he's like that,” he groaned. They both stared at Delilah soaking. Then Derwyn winced slightly. “Hey, I got an idea- wanna help me get her skin off?”“Huh? W-why the hell are you asking me?”“Because you've done it before, and you know what to do. If I see you do it, then I can do it again in the future.”“Hmph,” she pouted and looked away, still not wanting anything to do with him.“There's a hundred bucks in it if you dooo...” Derwyn smirking. Having not quite figured out that she was a thief, he did get that she was pretty fixated on money.Cindy’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip harshly, trying to resist the urge to accept, but in the end she broke. “Gah, fine!!”“But first, you gotta give me my wallet back. Don't think I didn't notice you pull it when you tied me up,” he asked, unamused, stretching his hand out.“Huh? How did you-?” It had been a long time since someone had noticed her pick-pocketing. In her prime, she was known as “Cotton Hands Cindy”, because her technique was sweetly unnoticeable.“Over a decade ago, I went on a vacation to Europe, and one of the first things our tour guide told us was to watch-out for 'women with sticky fingers'. I learned on that day to keep my wallet in my front pocket,” he responded, open hand still out.“Huh, that's why you kept it in front…” she mused, taking it out of a pocket inside her skirt and handing it back. “Here, smartass...” she huffed.Derwyn looked inside, frowning. “...Do I need to call security?” The wallet was empty.“Ugh, so picky...” she grunted, and zipped down the front of her dress a bit, fishing for the money and cards against her chest.“Thank you. So, ready to go in and help Delilah?” he asked, putting the wallet and its contents back where it belonged.“Okay...” she huffed, making a rolling up the sleeve motion on the sleeveless maid disguise.For two hours, the humans shared responsibility of helping the lamia shed, occasionally calling down to housekeeping for both extra bath towels, and garbage bags to fill with old scales. The entire time, Delilah was a grouchy, nitpicky mess; splashing pool water everywhere. Cindy showed Derwyn how to gingerly rip and tear the old skin off, how to position himself in order to avoid being grabbed and smothered by Delilah’s tail (...which was not an entirely unpleasant prospect for a human dating a lamia, mind you), and noticing the difference between how fresh lamia scales should look compared to old ones, and how to keep them that way.For most of the experience, Cindy kept a somber expression, one that Derwyn picked-up on immediately: she was reminiscing, making sure to get one last good feel of Delilah’s shimmering, soft tail before the inevitable goodbye. She cheered up a bit and snickered as Derwyn got a mouthful of water when Delilah almost pushed his head underwater.Finally, it was over. Delilah raised herself completely out of the pool and dried her hair, muttering a grouchy “Thank you” as she wrapped up her hair.Derwyn grumbled as he and Cindy left the lamia alone for a moment. “Ugh, my fingers are so sore... That was much more intense than I thought it would be,” he hissed and sighed, heavily flopping on one of the dining chairs.“You tell me, I already did this, both with her and with Rhonda,” Cindy groaned, sitting on another chair.“I imagine they can do this on their own, but it helps to have help.” Derwyn mused, slowly massaging his hands on his thighs.“Mff, yeah...” Cindy huffed.Derwyn looked over at Delilah resting in the pool room. “Thank you for your help.”“I didn’t do it for you,” Cindy huffed again.“Still, you helped. As Delilah's owner, I can speak on her behalf as well and say 'Thank you',” he said, smiling.“D-don't say it out loud...” she groaned, blushing visibly.He chortled. “I get the feeling you don't get complimented very often.”“Hmmph, in my line of work, compliments are very rare…”“I don't work alone, but I work with my hands a lot. It's fortunate, though, that I almost never interact with the customers.”“Neither do I. Especially 'cause my customers can sometimes get handsy.”Derwyn eyed her suspiciously. “Youuu... don't strike me as someone who enjoys showing a lot of skin. And considering you dislike men, I'm guessing you're not a stripper. Wrestling perhaps?”Cindy snickered. “Don't try and guess, you won't get it,” she sneered. But the subtle message of “Don’t ever ask me that again” was clear.“Sorry… Oh, right-” Derwyn took out a hundred dollar bill, and handing it to her. “Here. As promised.”Cindy stared at him, confused- she was not used to being given money. “I thought you were joking, but... are you really gonna pay me?”Now it was Derwyn’s turn to look at her, confused. Of course. I gave my word, and you did indeed help. Why wouldn't I pay you what I promised?”“I just... Ugh, never mind...” she huffed and took the money.Derwyn wanted to ask more, but decided to leave it alone, because clearly Cindy didn't want to talk about whatever it was. So instead, he looked at Delilah laying quietly in the pool room. “She looks relaxed.”Cindy sighed, clearly still smitten. “Yes, she does. Like a Greek nymph bathing...”“...Or a Hindu snake-goddess sunning,” Derwyn countered. His eyes lowered to the floor in thought. A quiet moment later, “You showed me something about Delilah that I didn't know about. I'm grateful for that.”But Cindy just sneered, still too prideful to accept a compliment from the man who'd ironically stolen her girl. “Heh, I see you're a bit of a mythology freak as well...”“Hmmph, how could I work at P.E.R.I.L. and not be to some degree?”. But then he smiled a little. “...The same with you.”“I beg your pardon?”“Well, you just spent who-knows-how-long sexing up a giant snake and didn't fear for your life doing it for one second!”“...It wasn't always like that,” she sighed, remembering how- at first- she was scared of Delilah.“Well... for me, it was a movie I saw when I was little. Chhh- you'd think that I would have hooked-up with a mermaid in P.E.R.I.L. But... no. When I first came here, I chose a lamia.” Derwyn chortled. “Ironic, but Cale hasn't put me with a mermaid yet.” Derwyn looked at Cindy. “May I ask what your... 'trigger' was?”“...Believe it or not, it was her. It all started with her.” Cindy responded, leaning back in her chair.He raised a brow. “You didn't like hybrids before that? Didn't you know about them when you first went into P.E.R.I.L.?”“Of course I did, but I wasn't interested in them. Ugh- you really cornered me into admitting this, but... I'm a thief, okay?" Cindy's chin rose in pride. "A very famous thief, might I add...”“A th-? Yeah, sure, so famous I've never heard of it,” Derwyn snorted and rolled his eyes.“WH-?! I... Ugh, whatever...” She groaned, thinking how stupid she was for almost revealing herself in front of him, of all people.He thought for a moment, then slapped his leg, pointing at her. “An athlete. I bet you're an athlete. Did you compete? Rock climbing?”“Yes... Exactly...” she grunted, unamused.“You got the muscle tone for it, and you're fast,” he said, glancing at her thighs and shoulders.“W-what's with the sudden compliments?!” Cindy shrieked a bit.“Ehh...? Uhh... j-just being nice to the woman who helped me with a problem,” he said, rubbing the back of his head.“So what?! Just because I helped doesn't mean that I want to be thanked! I did it for her and her alone!” she roared, blushing.“-And I am thankful for that. You helped her, and she feels good as a result, and that makes me feel good." Derwyn smiled innocently at her, but was confused that his compliment was being rejected. "I appreciate what you did. So then, sincerely, 'thank you'.”But Cindy did not appreciate his purity, which caught her off guard. “WILL YOU STOP THAT, YOU-- Oh, Delilah! You're out!” Her rage and embarrassment disappeared as Delilah calmly slithered out, her chest and hair covered by two huge towels, and hands on her hips.The dark olive-skinned lamia blushed a bit; clearly she'd heard some of the conversation before she was noticed. “Yes, thank you for your help, Cindy. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been here.” she said, smiling.Derwyn whipped his head towards his lamia girlfriend, clearly pained. “Hey-! You could always have told me you were shedding. That one's entirely on you.”“Y-yes, I suppose I could’ve, b-but-- ” she groaned, embarrassed.Cindy stood from her chair. “You weren't at fault, Delilah. It's him who should've been more insightful, and Cale who should've been less of a dick...” she added, indicating Derwyn (who frowned, dejected and stood up).Delilah slithered past Derwyn and held Cindy’s hands. “Still, I'm glad you were here,” she said, bowing slightly.“D-Don’t mention it- it'll be harder for P.E.R.I.L. to track me that way."There was an awkward moment where the two silently stared at each other. Derwyn suddenly wondered if Delilah was changing her mind, but then Cindy broke the tension. "Well... I guess this is my cue. Be safe, Delilah. Promise me you will never accept any bull-crap from any men… except maybe Beta here. He may not look like it, but he knows what he’s doing… partly,” she begrudgingly added. Cindy was smiling but tears began to form.Derwyn retorted awkwardly, with sarcasm: “Gee, thanks… And will you quit calling me that?”The spell was finally broken. Delilah dramatically hugged Cindy with only her arms; her huge boobs squishing against the master thief's chest. “Ohhhhh, I will miss you, Little One. But, where are you going now?” Derwyn sensed that his lamia girlfriend was returning to her usual self- the look of wide-eyed innocence on her face showed no signs of the cynicism, dankness or curmudgeonry of the last few weeks.“Back home. I'll rest a bit, then be back stronger than ever. 'Cindy 2.0.' is ready to hit the streets!” she said, puffing up her own almost-flat chest a bit. Then she turned to Derwyn. “As for you… no. No, I won't," answering his earlier demand, while sticking her tongue out.Derwyn raised an unamused brow, but kept a calm tone. “I promise to take care of Delilah as much as I possibly can.”“Seeing how easily I defeated you, I highly doubt that'll be possible. But, I'll surprise myself and trust you... somehow,” Cindy sneered.Delilah chuckled. “Cindyyy... be nice to him. Don't worry-” she released her friend from the hug, and curled back to her man’s side “-I'll be fine with him.”“If you say so, I believe you. Well... see you.” Cindy smiled bittersweetle, then turned for the door.Derwyn suddenly spoke-up as she turned the handle. “Cindy-?” She froze mid-step through the door. “...There's still someone else out there for you. They just have to find you.”She took a few breaths, still not looking back, then closed the door, leaving them alone.Derwyn sighed and looked at the floor. Delilah placed her left arm around her man's back and squeezed his left shoulder a little. He looked at her, seeing that she was still watching the door.“You gonna be okay, now she's gone?” he asked, as she looked wistfully at the door.“Yeah... I think so.”He responded softly, empathizing. “It's okay to miss her, Delilah, just don't lust for her” He felt a familiar coil wind around his leg.“...Okay, I won't,” she said, rubbing his shoulder and still looking quite sad.“Well..." he looked at a clock on the wall. "...I think the museum is still open.”Delilah's eyes widened and she looked down at him. “Y-You mean…?!” she asked.“I don't see why not now. Let’s just hope no overly-curious Hybrid fanatic will show up ag--UMPH!” His contention was suddenly smothered as Delilah's obsidian-and-crimson coils surged upwards, completely covering him.“Oh, THANK YOU, Derry! You rock!!” she yelled, swinging the coil-cocoon a bit while hugging the buried human. But she let go almost immediately after, uncoiling him and smiling broadly. “But don’t worry. After today, nothing and no one can bring me down, as long as you’re with me,” she cooed, squeezing his face in her hands.“Heh, same. C’mon, let’s get dressed,” he said, helping her into another tail-warmer.Minutes later, Derwyn reached for the door handle, smiling. “Well… let’s give this another go.” The End...
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