Beau and the Beast (closed)

[KronosFire]

Beau wanted to be a knight more than anything in the world, but his family was poor, so he had no choice but to be a squire to the nastiest knight on earth – Sir Quag. No matter what he did Sir Quag would find fault, then Beau would be punished.

Beau was convinced that Sir Quag was trying to get him to give up on being a squire because then he'd have no chance of becoming a knight, but Beau would never give up.

On this particular day, everyone was gathered in the bailey because King Zenon had an important announcement. Although Beau was 18, he'd never seen the king.

Beau was a bit distracted by the wonderful smells coming from the bakery. When a sudden hush came over the crowd, Beau pulled his attention to a large dais where the king already sat on a throne.

“A beast has entered our kingdom and become a plaque upon our people. This beast must be destroyed, and the one who succeeds can ask for one thing, and it will be given.”

Beau stood in a long line of people who needed weapons. He'd had no weapons training, but how hard could it be? Most of those in the line were receiving spears. His wait finally ended, and he received a spear that was eight foot long, and its weight was not too much. He decided to practice throwing it.

Everyone was gathered north of the castle where several dead sheep had been found. The knights rode ahead while everyone else spread out and followed behind.

Beau's idea of practicing had not come about, but he doubted they would see a beast. All these people would scare it away.

After many hours of walking and finding nothing, the search was called off for the day. It was near dark when the hovel where Beau's parents lived came into sight.

Help me. The woman's voice in his head startled Beau. He looked around, and, after not seeing anyone, wondered if he was imagining things.

Help me. The voice came from behind him. Beau turned around; still, there was no one in sight. He started walking and listening. Brangel forest was two miles away. He avoided it because it was rummored to be haunted. Now, he stood at the edge of the forest. It was dark, and the voice still called.

Fear pushed at Beau's mind while the voice's urgency moved him forward. There was no path into the forest. He walked slowly because of the heavy undergrowth. Finally, he came to a large tree where a shadowy form lay on the ground. He was too far away to see any detail, but her voice drew him forward quickly. He knew she was injured, but he was mystified as to how he knew it.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat - The Naga

The naga rested, about thirty feet off the forest floor, her tail coiled around the trunk and a thick branch of a great tree. She had quickly found that she hunted much more efficiently at night and was less likely to encounter bothersome bipeds. The sun was setting as she stretched her human shaped torso. As was typical for her species, she was growing rapidly. At five years of age, she was already twenty feet in length, head to tail. Her torso was that of a sexy adult female human. Her scales were a burnt copper color and already had started to acquire the thickness that made her tail a weapon. Her hair was red. Her face was beautiful, with big eyes and a wonderful smile.

When darkness descended, she uncoiled and descended to the forest floor. She listened and then began to move quietly through the undergrowth, or as silently as a twenty foot serpent could move. Although she could speak, she remained silent. Who was there to speak to?

The biped who had hatched her had taught her the common language. She reflected on her first few years, on the array of bipeds she had encountered, often painfully. She also recalled a biped, a human male, who had been kind to her. She remembered his scent, which was disconcertingly similar to the scent of the mammals she preferred as prey.

She was hungry, and soon settled in to wait. Her instincts had quickly returned, after she left the gnome. She remained still but the knights and men that had entered the forest earlier in the day had spooked the animals.

Then she heard the faint squeal of a pig. Why would a pig be squealing in the forest? She followed the noise out of curiosity. A short while later she found the pig tied up under a large tree. She remains hidden and took deep breath, sniffing. Her forked tongue tasting the air.

It was a trap. No doubt about it, however she was also hungry. She decided to move closer… keeping a slow, creeping slither, she moved closer and closer. As she got near the pig, the snare trap released. By shear misfortune the rope caught her snake tail as it was drawn closed. This caused her tail and lower body to be pulled into the air. Her human upper half slammed into the tree’s truck.

She felt a sharp pain as an old hard branch stabbed her in the back. The rope pulling her higher would cause the branch to rip open her whole back, so she grabbed the pig’s head to hold her to the ground. There was a loud “crack” as she broke the pig’s neck, but her quick thinking prevented more injuries.

She felt blood running down her back where the branch had impaled her. How long could she keep holding the pig before she was too weak and let go? She yelled for help telepathically trying to find another naga to save her. no answer.

A sound in the woods caused her to freeze. Someone was approaching. The gnome had sent other bipeds in search of her. They were always armed and hostile, some less easily killed than others. Trapped and injured, she decided to remain still.

 

[KronosFire]

As Beau drew closer to the tree, the shape of the person under it became more defined. He was just a few feet away when he realized it was a beautiful woman, who had somehow lost her top. He tried to keep his focus on her face, but her large breasts kept drawing his eyes.

From the expression on her face, he imagined she must be in a lot of pain. “Don't worry. I'll get you down and take you to a healer.”

The woman kept silent. Beau still wondered at the voice he'd heard in his head. It wasn't my imagination.

Climbing a tree wasn't hard in daylight. In the dark, Beau had to test every branch before putting any weight on it. He'd only gone up a few feet when he discovered the body of a huge snake. He clung to the tree waiting for the snake to find him.

The strange thing was that he couldn't find the woman's legs. When the truth finally came to him, he sat on a branch, trying to recover his wits.

He'd never heard of a half woman half snake. The very idea was absurd, but he couldn't deny the evidence before his eyes. What do I do now?

Fear settled into his mind. This woman-snake was dangerous; setting her free was a bad idea. She might even turn on him. He hesitated.

The woman was in pain and had called for help. Why had he been able to hear her mental cry? Could he actually leave her here to suffer even more?

Beau's fear wasn't resolved, but he started climbing up once more. It took awhile before he finally came to where the rope was attached to her tail. He couldn't cut it because she would slam hard onto the ground.

He continued up the tree to where the rope had been tied to it. A section of rope hung loose and he cut it free. He climbed back down to where the rope was attached to the snake tail. He tied the section of his rope to the rope on the tail. He wrapped his rope about the tree. He cut the rope holding the tail.

He released his rope a little at a time, and the snake tail descended toward the ground until finally it lay flat. The woman-snake didn't move. He quickly climbed down. He came to the woman and said, “Where are you injured?”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

“Biped, I don’t trust you. You probably set this trap! Perhaps you want me for breakfast?” Opat said back to the man standing close to her. But she knew that statement made no sense. He would not have cut her down from the trap if he wanted to harm her. He had just saved her life. But there were worse things than death. He might want to capture her and sale her or maybe enslave her! Slowly, behind his back, where he could not see, the tip of her snake tail moved toward his leg. She needed to keep his eyes glued on her. So she sat up, bending at her waist where she went from woman to snake.

Her more than ample breasts swayed and settled on her chest. She had a truly massive set of breasts. Her long red hair flowed like a waterfall over her shoulders and down her sides. Her upper half was all women and sexy as hell. Her snake body was massive, big, thick, and strong. Her snake under belly was a lighter burnt copper color showing the trademark tracks of most serpents. She noticed his eyes drifting to her beautiful breasts. She decided to introduce herself.

“Maybe you want to know my name before you kill me. I’m called Opat. I mean you no harm." She added as her tail tip slipped around his leg, coiling tight. "My tail is there just in case you want to try something, biped!" She said firmly, but she started to feel faint. The wound on her back continued to bleed, she was going to faint. That was the last thing she thought as she blacked out.

 

[KronosFire]

“Biped, I don’t trust you. . . .”

Beau had always been afraid of snakes, but he'd not felt even a spark of fear despite this snake-woman's response. He backed up a bit, preparing to leave. His eyes widened as she rose up and bent at the waist. Her awesome breasts came to rest on his chest.

He'd been enamored by women's breasts for as long as he could remember, but it wasn't easy to sneak a peak. Most women even took a bath dressed in a bathing gown.

He wanted more than anything to put his hands on these marvelous breasts but decided that might not be a wise thing to do. He was grateful for the moon that provided just enough light for him to enjoy this unbelievable view.

“Maybe you want to know my name before you kill me. I’m called Opat. I mean you no harm."

Beau heard Opat's words, but it was her tail wrapping around his leg that caught his attention. “Hey, this isn't--”

"My tail is there just in case you want to try something, biped!"

Beau raised his hands in protest, but before he could even speak, she fell over. Her tail relaxed. It was then he noticed her bloody back. He removed his water skin and poured a small amount of water on her back, then he could see where she'd been injured.

He removed his leather jerkin; it was all he could think of to help stop the bleeding. He cut a long vine. Getting the vine around Opat was more difficult than expected.

When he finished, the jerkin was held tightly to the wound. Now, Beau was uncertain as to what to do. He'd considered making a travois, but she would be too heavy for him to move. He could leave to get help, but if she awakened when he was gone, she might slither off somewhere and never be found.

He cleared a large area near her upper body of branches and leaves, then he removed his knife from its sheath at his side and started digging. He piled the dirt around the hole. When the hole was up to his elbow, he stopped. He placed leaves and broken up pieces of branches into the hole then used his flint and steel to start a fire.

Now, Beau needed to stay awake, but he was exhausted. He decided to lay down for just a short while. As his mind drifted toward sleep, he wondered: how is it possible I heard Opat in my mind?

It's not possible. Her response echoed in his mind, following him into a dream.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Opat thought about Nagas and telepathy. Nagas were all part of a communal consciousness, called the Akasha. This shared consciousness facilitated communication between Nagas near and far, and contains the memories of their entire species. A group of Nagas within 30 feet of each other were in constant communication. If one was aware of a particular danger, they all were. If one in a group was not flat-footed, none of them were. No Naga in a group was considered flanked unless all were.

At distances greater than 30 feet the communication is weaker and less clear. At large distances, sometimes, only a single thought can be communicated. But this form of telepathy only worked for Nagas. Opat had never heard of a biped being able to join the Akasha.

Unless… this biped could do magic? Or maybe had a magical item. Opat would need to explore that idea more once she was awake again. In the meantime, she followed the biped into his dream.

He was dreaming about a snake! A red snake that was in an apple tree! The snake was offering him a bite from one of the apples. Opat knew snake dreams had many different means for bipeds to include fear, transformation, sex, evil, or knowledge. A red snake usually signifies intense passion, possibly sexual passion. It may also be a warning of potential danger.

Was this biped afraid of her, or turned on? She continue to watch his dream to figure out how it would turn out.

 

[KronosFire]

Beau's senses were fully alert. Vibrant colors awakened the world as he'd never seen it before. The behavior of the red snake in the apple tree was beyond comprehension. Its tail had wrapped around an apple and offered it to him.

The eyes of the snake frightened him. They were mostly yellow, but there were black flecks that seemed to have unlimited depth; looking into the eyes, he almost felt pulled into something.

Strangely enough, thoughts of the snake-woman lying near him turned his attention from the red snake. When he looked back, it was gone.

Beau opened his eyes and was surprised to see dawn was near. He remembered his strange dream, which had seemed to last for a short while. It had been so real. Even now he could recall the wonderful smells of the place.

His thoughts left the dream as his focus turned to the snake-woman. As the day dawned, her beauty enveloped him. He couldn't take his eyes off her breasts, which he wanted to touch. Suddenly, her eyes opened. He looked down. Can she read my thoughts?

He decided it best to leave that idea alone. He stood up and loosened the vine around her body. He examined the wound under his jerkin and was surprised to see that it had closed and was black and yellow.

“Opat, your wound has closed, and you should be able to travel as you wish. My name is Beau, the miller's son. I need to return to the castle.”

The tail of the red snake whipped out and snapped, dropping apples to the ground. As each apple landed, it split open and a wyrm emerged.

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Beau wanted to run; fear held him as if chained in place. The ground was covered with wyrms, and they all appeared to be looking at him with hungry eyes.

Stop this dream, he screamed – even as he wondered if a dream had overtaken his reality.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

As Opat watched the biped’s dream, she became part of it. She forgot she was in a dream. She was on the ground near him, as he stood up. He loosened the vine around her body and he examined her wound.

“Opat, your wound has closed, and you should be able to travel as you wish. My name is Beau, the miller's son. I need to return to the castle.” He said.

Beau… so the biped had a name. He seemed nice and helpful. He seemed like someone she could trust. Suddenly, apples started to hit the ground around them. And as they hit, a wyrm would pop out of each apple. The Wyrms looked hungry and there were hundreds of them!

“Crap!!” Opat said as she reared up to defend Beau and herself.

“Stop this dream” Beau screamed. Opat realized Beau was right, this was a dream. The best way to get rid of the wyrms was to wake up. She focused her mind and the dream disappeared. She was awake, near a small fire pit with Beau lying next to her snake body. She shook him awake.

“You were dreaming” She told him as his eyes opened. He looked at her, worry in his face.

“I’m feeling better.” Opat said as she looked down at his makeshift bandage. Then she looked back at him “I’m also glad to meet you, Beau.” Opat said as she shook his hand. The sun was just starting to brighten the sky. “I got your name from your dream. Somehow, I entered your dream. It seems we are connected telepathically. You have access to what Nagas' call the Akasha.” Opat explained. “Any ideas how you are accessing the Akasha?” She asked him.

 

[KronosFire]

Although he was awake, Beau felt as if he might still be dreaming. He didn't understand how Opat could heal so quickly, and his feelings of comfort in her presence confused him even more. He was afraid of snakes, but Opat was a person who had a snake's body.

The touch of her hand was a shock to his system. He wanted to touch more than her hand. As she spoke, his eyes kept returning to her lovely breasts, “Any ideas how you are accessing the Akasha?”

Opat's question startled him. His thoughts had been focused on what he wanted to do to her breasts. He felt his face flushing as he answered, “I have no idea, but I believe that was no ordinary dream. I'm puzzled as to how you were healed in a dream.

“I also wonder if the dream was symbolic or real. Perhaps, the red snake saw us as well.” Beau felt foolish for even saying such a crazy thing.

In daylight Opat's body was clearly defined. Beau pushed those thoughts away. He needed to get back to the castle.

He stood up. “We should leave. Whoever set this snare will be back to check it.”

* *

Elishabub uncurled from the tree branch. She'd been sent to this place of isolation because of her refusal to listen to the Star of the Morning. She had no idea how long she'd been here, but in all that time she'd been alone until today.

The appearance of a human and a naga had been a miracle and a revelation because if there was a way for them to come here, then there was a way for her to leave. The thought gave her hope, which she'd left behind long ago.

She slithered to the end of the branch and flipped into the air. Immediately, her red snake form transformed to that of a dragon.

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Despite this isolated place, there was freedom in the skies. It was here she could forget her past mistakes. With this small kernel of hope, she envisioned the day she would fly free of this place.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Beau stood up and said. “We should leave. Whoever set this snare will be back to check it.”

Opat smiled “I think you are right, but I’m not sure I’m well enough to travel. I lost a lot of blood and the branch wound was deep. It can’t be healed yet.” Opat explained. Beau looked at her strangely.

“I know what you saw in the dream, but that was just a dream. See, I can show you” Opat explained as she untied the vines that held the jerkin and removed it. She felt her back and then gasped in shook. “The wound is healed!!” She said in surprise as she turned enough to show Beau her back. As in the dream the wound had closed up and had a black and yellow color.

“I do not understand?” Opat said “That dream contained magic or maybe you are capable of magic.” Opat thought for a moment. She was very puzzled by this man. “If it is ok, I wish to remain with you for a while. Until we understand what is happening. I think you suggested in your dream to return to your castle. If you allow me, I can wear this jerkin” Opat explained as she slipped it on. She needed to pull it tight over her ample breasts, but it fit. “I know some bipeds can be offended by nudity.” Opat explained.

“Nagas are not too common in these parts, so perhaps a story to explain me is needed. How about I’m a wizard’s familiar which got lost and you are aiding me in finding my master. Does that sound like a good story?” Opat suggested as she slithered over to the dead pig and picked it up. “No reason to waste it. I broke its neck trying to hold myself to the ground.”

 

[KronosFire]

As Elishabub floated along over the land, she considered how to find the place where the human and naga had entered her realm. In her dragon form, her sense of smell was even stronger than her exceptional hearing and eyesight.

She flew over the tree where the smell of apples was strong. She also picked up the scent of bark, leaves, grass, and a smell of fear? She descended slowly, circling downward, focusing on the fear scent.

She followed the fear scent and discovered that it led to the tree trunk. She flew at the tree, expecting she could be knocked out when she made contact.

She closed her eyes. Her strong body could withstand lots of damage. When no impact came, she opened her eyes and noticed the change in the terrain immediately. She'd escaped her isolation. She roared her approval.

Looking down, she noticed many humans moving about in a place built of wood and stone. Suddenly, a large wood arrow with a metal head flew into the sky in her direction. She flamed the arrow and laughed at the stupid humans below.

She circled downward. It was time to teach these humans a lesson.

* * *

“If it is ok, I wish to remain with you for a while. . . . If you allow me, I can wear this jerkin.”

Beau was pleased Opat wanted to go with him, but he wondered how other people would react to her. She appeared satisfied with how the jerkin fit, but it only covered the lower part of her breasts and pushed them up, threatening to pop out at any moment.

She devoured the pig, which he didn't watch. They started traveling in the direction of the castle. Her upper body remained upright while her coils pushed her along. He realized she could move much quicker, but she matched her pace to his.

As they went along, he wondered where she could stay. His parents lived in a hovel; she couldn't even get in the door. His thoughts were drawn to the sky where a large plume of smoke was speading out.

He stopped for a moment and looked at Opat. “I'll climb a tree and see what's on fire.”

Beau sat on a branch and stared off into the distance. He didn't want to believe the sight of the burning castle on the hilltop. Fire was always a great danger, and although he couldn't see any details, he knew by the pouring of smoke upward that the damage was extensive.

There was no reason to continue toward the castle. Rebuilding would take a long while, and he had no desire to be conscripted into one of the work gangs.

He descended the tree and faced Opat. “The smoke is from the castle. We'll need to go somewhere else.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Opat was surprised the castle was on fire. She was also surprised that Beau did not want to help. But Bipeds were weird, and fought among themselves a lot. Nagas fought each other too... there were evil Nagas... but it was not very often. Bipeds seemed to do it all the time.

“There is a small farming hamlet in that direction.” Opat said pointing to the south. “I passed it before entering the forest. Perhaps we can find a place there?” Opat suggested.

2 hours later inside “The Thankful Sheep Inn”

“It’s a Naga!” The portly man said as he ducked into The Thankful Sheep Inn. “It is a huge beast! She is slithering down the middle of the street causing all kinds of ruckus!!” He yelled to all men and women in the Inn. His face showed his total disbelief of what he had just seen. His face grew even more doubtful as he heard the door to the Inn open.

Opat entered “The Thankful Sheep Inn” just ahead of Beau. Her face had a look of pure determination. It was saying “Don’t mess with me and I’ll tear you apart!” Her eyes were fiery.

“Beau, you worry too much… these nice people will serve us. They want our money. I mean your money” Opat corrected herself as she looked at the portly man. The man looked like he was about to shit himself. No one else in the Inn moved. The place was completely silent. This was out of complete fear of Opat.

“I don’t bite” Opat said to everyone. “Normally, I just squeeze!” She joked as she laughed

The men and some of the women grabbed whatever weapons they could find and prepared to defend themselves.

“That was a joke!” Opat said “Everyone… please calm down. Beau is my master. I only do what he allows me to do. I cannot harm humans. You have nothing to fear… unless you attack him.” Opat explained.

Someone that knew Beau yelled out “Is that true Beau?”

 

[KronosFire]

As they traveled south, Beau didn't say much. He'd always been the quiet type, keeping his thoughts to himself. He was glad Opat had a destination in mind because all he wanted was to get away from the castle and quieten his rumbling stomach.

The small hamlet wasn't much. There were long houses for workers of the farms, a smithy, a corral for horses and another one for oxen, a general store, and an inn.

He wasn't surprised by the reception. People cleared the dirt street as if a plague had come to town. When they entered the Inn, he was surprised to see how many people were inside, No one looked happy to see them.

“This may be a bad idea,” he said in a low voice.

“Beau, you worry too much… these nice people will serve us. They want our money. I mean your money.”

Beau figured staying alive – not money – would be on the inn keeper's mind. Opat's joke fell as flat as a flapjack. When the knives came out, he prepared himself for total chaos.

“... Beau is my master. I only do what he allows me to do. I cannot harm humans. You have nothing to fear… unless you attack him.”

It took every ounce of Beau's fortitude to keep his chin from dropping to the floor. “Is that true Beau?” Flar, the chandler's son asked.

“Yes, I'm Opat's master.” Beau sighed with relief as people started putting their knives back in their sheaths.

Beau went to the inn keeper and said, “We need a room for the night and food and drinks.”

The inn keeper named an outrageous price, and Beau responded, “News of a Naga in your inn will spread quickly, and you'll have lots of customers. Of course, we could buy just a few drinks and leave.”

The inn keeper waved that idea away. “I have a room. I'll show it to you, then you can order food and drinks – provided the naga comes to the common room frequently.”

Beau nodded in agreement. The room wasn't large, and with Opat inside, it felt a bit cramped. The bed was a straw mattress with a woven blanket on it. It was softer than sleeping on the ground, but it was the food that Beau was happy to eat.

The one thing that concerned Beau was the appearances Opat would make in the common room. It was obvious she didn't know humans very well, and that could lead to trouble.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Opat was happy Beau was getting a room for the night. But she was a bit concerned about being put on display. It was like she was some kind of circus animal. As they re-entered the Inn’s main eating area, everyone watched them take a seat. The Inn keeper was off getting them each a beer and a bowl of stew. But the people in the Inn continued to stare.

Opat waited for them to go back to what they were doing… but they did not. She finally leaned over and asked, bewildered "Why?" She whispered to Beau. "Why do these people think I am terrible. Why do they all hate and fear me? Am I the monster you use to scare your children? The villain in every story you mammals, bipeds create?" She asked him.

"Humans have killed scores of my kind. We should be scared of you!” Opat added her voice getting louder. The Inn keeper was back with food and drink.

 

[KronosFire]

“Why?” Beau listened as Opat expressed herself.

He could almost feel the hostility in the room as he answered, “Fear drives people to do stupid things. Most people fear snakes. It isn't easy to look beyond a naga's appearance and see the person. I'm glad I was able to get past my fear.”

"Humans have killed scores of my kind. We should be scared of you!”

Beau nodded his head in agreement. People were fearsome. He couldn't remember how many times he'd been in a fight over nothing.

“My wages are very little. I could never afford to stay here. I'm sorry; I didn't think of how you would feel. We can leave early in the morning.”

Beau's meal was mostly finished when at least a score of people entered the inn. Their voices were loud and filled with fright while they spoke of a flying monster that spewed fire and destroyed the castle.

The dream – it could't be related. Beau felt sick to his stomach. He stood up and took Opat's hand. “While the attention of this room is on these people,” he said in a low voice, “it might be best for us to leave this town.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Opat looked very seriously into Beau’s eyes “You saved my life!! We are staying in a free room and eating free food. If coming down to the dining area, will be of help to you I will do it. I was just trying to understand humans better.” Opat said to Beau with a big smile on her face.

“This might be a Naga thing… but we care for each other …we watch out for each other. I need to do my part” Opat explained. She hoped he understood what she was trying to say.

“Plus, this is my chance to show humans that Nagas are capable of tremendous good. That if you get past out snake bodies, they will see we are noble and friendly.” Opat leaned closer and said in a low voice. “and I care about you… people know you here, we made a deal for the food and room and need to honor that deal. Beside, I saw how the people looked at you when I said you were my master. They were impressed. Running out of town would ruin that.”

The group at the door had a long enough break in their talking about the castle attack long enough for a patron to explain about the Naga in the dining area. The group moved into the dining area, their eyes on Opat.

Opat noticed and gave them a friendly wave.

The leader of the group, Roland Tolfree, walked straight over to Beau. The man was big, and had well-groomed hair. Long hair and pulled back in a ponytail. He had a square jaw and gray eyes. He managed the stables for the King. During attacks, he operated one of the large crossbows mounted on the castle walls.

“Well if it isn’t Squire Beau. King Zenon survived in case you were wondering” He said, clearly trying to get a rise out of Beau. “While squires and knights were out for a ride in the country… the castle was attacked!” He said, accusing Beau. Then the bully of a man, looked at Opat.

“Nice pet you have, Beau. Is this the monster, that ate the sheep?” He asked, but did not wait for an answer. “Hey, come to think about it, maybe this monster knows the dragon… and they work together. The Naga pulls the knights away from the castle, so the dragon can attack!”

Opat smiled toward the big man. “I don’t know any dragons. But as a sign of my good will, I’d be willing to fight against the dragon.” Opat offered. As she spoke, Beau watched with interest and a little concern as Opat’s snake tail was exploring the room. The tail coiled and uncoiled around things. It seemed to really like one of the legs of a chair in the dining area. Beau thought maybe it was like a nervous habit for Nagas. Watching the tail coil and squeeze made humans uneasy. Maybe Nagas were disturbed when humans could not stand still … or played with a button on their clothing?

 

[KronosFire]

The last man on Earth Beau wanted to see was Roland Tolfree, who used the word squire as if it were a curse word.

His loud speculations gained the attention of the room. Beau kept his eye on the pommel of the sword on Roland's back. The man was a sword master.

“I don’t know any dragons. But as a sign of my good will, I’d be willing to fight against the dragon.” Opat's offer didn't seem to have any effect on Roland.

Beau laughed. “How many times have you declared that no one is more incompetent than I am?

“Yet, you believe that I displayed such skill as to capture a monster, tame it, and come to an inn for all to see?”

Roland looked at Beau as if for the first time. “Everyone's returning to the castle in the morning. You and your pet will be at the front of the line. King Zenon will be happy to see you.”

Beau released a sigh of relief; he'd been certain that Roland was going to draw his sword at any moment. Opat's tail settled down, releasing the chair legs. Beau pushed back his chair and said, “Let's return to our room.”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Opat

Roland Tolfree reminded her of some bad Nagas she had encountered. Every species seemed to have them, humans too. Roland was a bully and a dick. She could tell Beau was not friends with him either. That was a relief, as Beau had picked her and she did not think she acted like Roland.

“Good Night everyone, hope to see you tomorrow.” Opat said politely to the remaining people in the pub. She added a little wave as well. No one waved back, but she knew it would take time.

As Beau and Opat headed up to their room, Opat thought she should tell him a few things about Nagas.

“Beau, first thing you need to know is Nagas were all different. Every species of serpent/snake, there is a corresponding race of serpent people. Venomous cobras, adders, sea snake, indigo racer, black mambas, vipers, pythons, rattlesnakes and anaconda. I’m a lowlands copperhead.” She explained. They reached their room door. Beau was trying the key.

“Second thing is Naga’s thrive in the jungles, forests, swamps, and a few like the rattlesnake type liked the desert. Also most Nagas exhibit a strong affinity for water. Big caution, fighting a Naga in the water was just plain stupid.” Beau opened their room and they both entered.

“Third thing Nagas are very quick and graceful. They can move fast on land and even faster in the water. I can also climb trees. For most naga’s asphyxiation is our favorite way to kill.” Opat explained. Beau and Opat were now in the privacy of their own room. Opat slithered up to Beau and wrapped her arms around him. Pressing her big chest into his back as she hugged him.

“The Fourth thing is we are sexual aggressive. I have literally exhausted males via multiple acts of intercourse each day. I seduce most males with an erotic dance.” Opat explained as she released him and started to do a belly dance. Her abdomen, tail and arms, swaying, which in turn made her big chest sway!

“Sex with a Naga and a biped has been describe as very pleasurable for both participants!” Opat said with a lusty smile on her face.

 

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Beau felt his tension disappear as they left the common area. He was surprised at Opat's calmness, and he listened as she spoke of other naga's.

He said, “I had no idea.” He fumbled with the key to their room as she continued explaining about nagas. Finally, he got the door open.

“Third thing Nagas are very quick and graceful. . . .”

Beau noticed the change in Opat's voice, and before he could process what it meant, her arms embraced him, and her breasts pressed firmly into his back.

He was excited and surprised. The girls around the castle ignored him because of his lowly status.

“. . . we are sexual aggressive. . . .”

Opat's words faded quickly from his mind as she released him and started to dance. The movement of her upper body held him enthralled, especially her delightful breasts.

“Sex with a Naga and a biped has been describe as very pleasurable for both participants!”

The smile on Opat's face made Beau nervous. “Well, uhh, my experience with girls has never gone well. I've heard guys talk about sex, but I'm mostly in the dark about it.”

He felt his face flush as he said, “You are beautiful, Opat. I want to bring you great pleasure. Where do I start?” He hoped his admission of ignorance didn't change her mind.

 

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Opat

As her hips swayed and her tail wiggled as a counter balance behind her …she started to unbutton her jerkin. She took her time … her hands waved and moved with grace. Soon more and more of her cleavage started to show, the big round soft globes of her breasts jiggled as her hips continued to move. The buttons snapped open, showing the pressure they were under by those big udders. She stopped to run her hands through her hair and whispered to him. "I have never been with a biped before… so we can both learn together." Her hips still moving to the erotic music in her head, the dance was turning him on … but it was also turning her on!!

She pulled open her jerkin, and freed her huge wobbling breasts. They were prefect, big and heavy. She reached up to her nipples and pinched and twisted them for him. Beau could see they got hard and excited.

“I love to have my breasts played with” Opat moaned as she brought Beau hands up to her big jugs. Her first reaction was how wonderfully warm his hands were! Warm blooded bipeds had their good points. She moved her hands to the swell in his leather pants. She could tell he was liking her breasts, his eyes were bright with lust and he was breathing hard.

Her forked tongue slipped out and fanned the air. She smelled his arousal as she undid his pants. His big cock sprang out. She stroked it loving as it began to slowly leak precum. It had a thick and rich scent. Opat was charming Beau with her big breasts and erotic dance… but when Opat saw Beau’s big cock jutting out she became the one that was charmed! She wanted that big cock.

“Tell me if I do anything unpleasurable” She said to him. She lowered her head to his crotch as her mouth closed over his cock and began to suck on the throbbing head. Beau felt sensations that were incredible. He started to moan as her mouth was like heaven on his cock. He brought his hands around her head, running his fingers through her beautiful red hair. She was slurping and sucking away at his cock, like it was some kind of delicious food. She brought her snake tail towards his warm body, coiling around one of his legs.

Then using her Naga abilities to swallow objects, she slowly suck his cock all the way into her mouth! Al the way to his balls! Beau had heard of deep throating... but now he had felt it! He also knew Opat could deep throat anyone's cock with ease. She was amazing.