Destined Fate: A pair of snake sluts (Rwby and Nanoha Kaa fic)

Hi folks! I hope all is going well out there.

Sadly, my quiet March didn't last - I got sick about a week ago, and while it hasn't been life threatening, it has stopped me from being able to write. Fortunately, I have a bit of a buffer for just this kind of occasion (though it's not as long as I'd like), but it does mean that the final update to the Eraser game is going to be set back once again. Sorry, I really didn't anticipate this much trouble at the final hurdle.

Buffer aside though, if I don't start recovering soon, I'm likely going to put patreon on pause so that none of you get charged, and take the month of April off to recover fully. I actually have some family stuff coming up in April, so that might be a good idea regardless - I'll see how the land lies next week. I'll still be working on requested shorts and posting them up, but it won't cost you any money. Hopefully that's win win!

Anyways, this week, here's a story I wasn't sure I was ever going to actually post, despite the fantastic art that goes with it. I'm kind of torn on Kaa fics in general - on the one hand, jebus I love the hypno effect, but on the other they are a rather niche thing, and I know a lot of readers don't like them. Sorry if that's any of you!

(This one's also a fair bit lewder than most of my stuff, so! Feedback would not go amiss if you guys would prefer to see more or less of this kind of stuff. Market research is an eternal endeavor!)

... Right, enough of my babbling. Have fun folks, and I'll see you next week.

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The human body can’t run in perfect condition forever, no matter how highly tuned it might be. Even people who have super powerful magic, or auras that grant them incredible strength and healing, need to rest from time to time. That’s why, in the whole universe, there is no word truly more celebrated than ‘vacation’. Even the most badass of badas warriors needed a week or two off after a hectic mission.

Which was why, heading down a palm tree lined path at one particular summer getaway, two heroines from very different worlds were not grimly fighting forward through dark hordes of magical beasts – but were, instead, chatting pleasantly and sipping from fruity cocktails as they enjoyed the warm sun.

“It’s such a beautiful resort,” the redhead, Pyrrha Nikos, noted, enjoying the scenery and taking in the rays in her pristine white two-piece swim suit. “I really must thank Yang for sending me the recommendation…”

“Oh, you were recommended by a friend as well?” Fate T. Harlown, in contrast to her new friend, was wearing a similar swim suit, but in black, as was her traditional colour. Her long blonde hair drifted in the breeze behind her as the two walked down the beach, sand crunching underfoot. "I have to say, I didn’t know what to expect when Signum of all people said I should take some time off here, but it really is lovely. I didn’t think this would be her kind of thing at all…”

Pyrrha giggled. “I take it your friend is kind of a hard ass then?”

Fate nearly choked on her drink as she fought not to laugh. “I guess you could say that. She’s normally pretty serious. But she seemed really relaxed when I spoke to her on the vidphone. She was actually smiling for once… Although, there was something odd about her eyes, now that I think about it…”

“Her eyes?” Pyrrha tilted her head. “Oh, was she wearing those odd multi-coloured contact lenses?”

“Ah, yes! That must have been it.” Fate nodded happily, a mystery solved. “That’s right, her eyes were the wrong colour – and they had an odd spiral kind of pattern, now that I think about it…”

“Yes, Yang was wearing the same thing,” the redhead chuckled. “I guess they’re fashionable around here? Though I haven’t seen anyone selling them yet. Maybe there’s a stall on the beach? I noticed she was wearing a lot of sun cream.”

“They must use a lot of it here, Signum was covered in the stuff. It was even dripping down her chin – I guess the sun gets pretty intense around here!”

“So it seems… Ah, this must be the place!” Smiling, Pyrrha hurried forwards, her modest bikini bouncing a little, as she arrived at a small cluster of trees. “This looks like the meeting place Yang described. You said your friend would meet you here as well?”

“That was the plan, but…” Fate’s lips pursed as she looked around. “I don’t see her anywhere. Strange, I thought she would be here…”

“Ah, can I help you fine ladiesss?” A soft voice caught their attention, and they found themselves looking down to see…

“A talking snake?” Fate blinked; confusion clear on her face. She’d encountered many magical creatures in her years, but there was something different about this one.

“That would be me, yesss,” the snake replied, slithering a little ways out of the trees and lifting his head a little – the rest of his body trailing off into the shadows. “I’m ssssomething of a guide around thisss resort. Did I hear that you were looking for sssomeone?”

“That’s right~” Pyrrha, by contrast, was much more at ease with the new arrival, smiling and crouching down before the serpent to speak with him more directly, her expression clear and trusting. “Our friends invited us out here and said to come this way. I’m looking for a woman named Yang – blonde hair, a bit of a fiery personality?”

“Hmmm…” The tip of the snake’s tail emerged to rub his chin as he rose a little higher to look the lovely redhead in the eye. “A blonde, you sssay?”

The Invincible Girl nodded brightly. “Yes, I d-oooohhhhh…” And then her head settled, her voice trailing off in a quiet exclamation of surprise as the eyes she was staring into turned into fierce swirls of colour. In an instant, her trusting, gentle aura melted away, her lips freezing open in a small ‘o’, her own eyes reflecting the swirl of colours perfectly – just like Yang’s had done in her vidcall. Perhaps she might have noticed the similarity, if her mind hadn’t also melted away into blissful nothingness, without so much as a moment of hesitation or resistance.

The snake smirked slightly, pleased at how easy this new arrival was – before dimming his eyes and looking towards her companion. Fate was less trusting, and was standing a few feet away – though fortunately, since Pyrrha’s back was to her, she hadn’t noticed the redhead’s entranced condition.

“And you were looking for the sssame friend?” The snake asked, subtly slithering around Pyrrha, his body gently bending around the champion’s legs as his head rose even higher to speak with the blonde, who regarded him still with suspicion.

“No,” she answered, her arms folding under her black bikini bound chest. “The friend I’m looking for is Signum. She has pink hair, if it helps.”

It did, though the name rang a few distant bells as well – of course, the pink haired slut her now owned had no need for silly things like a name anymore. Still, he played coy, his tail once again scratching his chin as he drifted around the clearing, slowly moving himself around so that Fate and Pyrrha were half surrounded by his long, long body. “Ssssignum, Ssssssignum… Hmmm… About this tall?” He raised his tall to a point just a little over Fate’s head.

“Ah… yes, actually,” she said, sounding surprised as she looked up to judge.

“Very stern expression all the time, like this?” He lifted his head up to the blonde’s eyeline and pulled an exaggerated frown.

Fate had to cough to hide a slightly laugh, still trying to be cautious around this creature. “That, um… Maybe a bit, yes.”

The snake didn’t do near as much to hide his chuckle. “And a brainless, stupid, slack jawed gaze, like this?”

The blonde blinked. “What? N-oooohhhhhh…”

Her lips, which had been hardening into a frown, softened and fell open as warm, colourful spirals filled her vision, the snake’s eyes beaming hypnotic light directly into her own. Just as quickly as Pyrrha, her stand-offish attitude melted away, her jaw going slack as her shoulders drooped, and her eyes spun with bright, mesmerised light. She was even starting to smile, just a little bit.

The snake just giggled. “Yesss, that’s it! That’s jussst the expressssion.” How wonderful – two lovely ladies, and both of them with wills as strong as wet tissue paper. They were going to be a lot of fun, he could already tell~

“Uhhhh… Huh…?” Pyrrha groaned, blinking slowly as the colours in her eyes began to fade. “What… What was I…”

“You were jussst asssking about your friend, remember?” The snake circled back around to her, looping his body completely around the pair, though neither noticed. “The blonde girl, yess?”

“Oh… Yesss…” The redhead slurred a little, surprised by how drowsy she felt all of a sudden. She shook herself. “I mean, ah- you know her?”

“I think I may have ssseen her around…” The snake muttered, gently curling his tail under her chin and lifting her to stand upright. She didn’t resist his guidance, still a little too dazed to notice it. “But why don’t you tell me about yourssself firsst, mm? After all, you musst be quite the ssssslut to be friendss with a woman like her~”

“Ssslut…? I’m not a… a… sssllllllluuuuuuuttttt…” Pyrrha’s confused refutation stumbled and fell apart as she found herself looking into the snake’s eyes once again, and plunged into a whirlpool of colours. She sighed blissfully, her objections dripping out of her ears, and straightened up, a wide smile starting to spread across her face as the word slut bounced between her ears. A mindless little puppet for the snake’s will.

He chuckled and tickled underneath her chin, before coiling around her middle and moving back to Fate, who was just starting to emerge from her own trance.

“Hhhuuuuhhhh…?” The blonde enforcer murmured, her mind already feeling slow and sluggish, drool still dripping from the corner of her mouth. It drew a laugh from her captor.

“You, though, I can definitely see the resemblance between you and pinky~ Big boobed bimboss like you ssstick together, yessss?”

“B-big… boobed… bimbossss…?” Fate’s eyes fluttered, trying to understand and failing. But she wasn’t a… She wasn’t a…

The strobing spiral lights of the snake’s eyes put an end to that thought before it could even come together, wiping her mind clean once again. Colours spun where her pupils should be, and her smile returned, growing wider and brighter as her body relaxed, only one idea allowed inside her head. ‘I’m a big boobed bimbo… I’m a big boobed bimbo… I’m a big boobed bimbo…’

The coils tightened, wrapping around the pair tightly and drawing them together, scales sliding over their barely covered flesh and squeezing their legs and middles. The snake’s tail even threaded itself between the pair’s legs, and he smiled as he felt the wetness dripping around both of their swimsuits.

“Oho, just as I thought,” the snake whistled as he drew around Pyrrha again. “What a horny little slut you are. No wonder you’re friends with my blonde cocksleeve…”

Her smile didn’t dim an inch, the spirals in her eyes barely fading for a moment before coming back strong. Pyrrha’s mind, what little she had of one, was swimming, swirling around and around. She didn’t know up from down, or black from white – all she knew was she was horny. A horny little slut.

Groaning, she began to thrust her hips, rubbing her dripping nethers up and down the thick coils between them, desperate for relief. A motion that Fate followed a moment later when the tight coils around them forced their hips to bump together. Pyrrha didn’t care, though – all she cared about right now was finding relief, and settling the fire between her loins. She was starting to pant with the heat, her chest heaving up and down…

… Only to hitch with delighted shock as she felt the scales between her legs slip aside to rub a much firmer shaft up against her still covered pussy – a sound that was echoed by the blonde a moment later.

“Well far be it from me to deny you what you want,” the snake purred, drifting back a little so that both women could see his face. Both were smiling widely now, blankly, mindlessly, with fast, strong spirals in their eyes. Pyrrha looked a little more dignified of the two, her smile a bright grin from cheek to cheek, one that almost looked normal if you ignored the stream of drool from the corner of her mouth, or the vapidness on her face. Fate didn’t even manage that. Her smile was bright and wide, showing her shining white teeth in a way that left no doubt that her brain had left the building. It was an amusing contrast.

Neither expression changed as the lower halves of their swimsuits suddenly snapped away, torn off by a quick swipe of the snake’s tail.

“I’ll bring you to your friends – after I make sure you’re a little more suitable to join them~” His eyes began to spin, faster, and faster…

Then both women gasped in delight as the snake’s twin cocks emerged from their sheathes and thrust up into the two horny bitches that had been dumb enough to get snagged by such an obvious trap. The redhead groaned and the blonde shuddered, their bodies stiffening and straightening as the pleasure of being used as simple sex toys shot straight to their cores. But there was more…

A pressure was building, slowly stirring up as both women lost themselves in the swirling whirlpool of colour that was their captor’s gaze. Drool poured down their chins freely, dripping in equal measure onto bouncing chests which were barely contained by their meagre swimsuits. Each thrust shot up into their heads, and squished what was left of their melted minds into paste. Each shock of pleasure made their brains shrink. Each fuck made them dumber. Their heads filling with pleasure and the slush that had once been their smarts, stirred up and swirling in big, bright colours, until something had to give…

It was Pyrrha who went first – the pleasure overwhelming her, one final thrust from her snake god’s cock slamming up into her and sending a shockwave of pleasure up her spine to burst her brain. Ping. The sound rang through her head as the swirling in her eyes cemented itself, and her existence as a free thinking independent woman came to a sudden end.

And yet, a moment later, the sound rang out of her ears, and bounced straight into Fate’s, echoing even louder as it cut through everything that was left of the Enforcer and cemented her place as a cock sucking slut as well. Ping.

The sound echoed again, bouncing off one wall of Fate’s empty head and back into Pyrrha’s. Ping. The redhead shuddered, sighing as her mindlessness grew more solid, more complete, the sound silencing anything left in her head.

And then it bounced back.

Ping.

Ping.

PING.

The girls heads were ringing out like church bells, just as loud and just as hollow, with each repetition clearing their minds even further, annihilating everything they had once been, washing their memories and their personalities away like sudds down the drain. And with each clear, ringing Ping, more of the slush that had once been their brains flowed out of their heads, funneled by the whirlpool down to their chests, where their breasts began to swell, and grow, and bulge, until-

RIIIIIIP

In unision, two swim suit tops, one white and one black, were torn in half and flung aside by the sheer force of the bursting boobs they had tried to contain. And as they did, the last traces of Pyrrha Nikos and Fate T. Harlown, heroes and champions both, vanished, leaking out from between the two sluts legs as they came, and came, and came…

Until finally, the pounding stopped, and the pair at last settled, both still smiling utterly brainlessly, their eyes permanently filled with swirling colours – just like the ones they’d noticed in their friend’s eyes when they’d been called here, though neither remembered that now.

“There. Don’t you feel better now?” The snake asked, chuckling as he put the two back down.

“Ssssoooo much better, Massssterrr…” Pyrrha slurred, her boosted bust still quivering with desire. “Thanksss for taking the time to welcome a pair of ssssstupid ssssluts like usssss~”

“Mmmmm… Yeah…” Fate sounded utterly vapid as she practically drooled onto her own tits, her tongue hanging out still from the fucking she’d received. “Thank you for helping ssssuch big boobed bimbossss Masssster~”

“The pleasssure was all mine,” the snake laughed, very much enjoying the lavishing of attention he was receiving from his new braindead slaves. “But now I need to resssst… And then afterwardsss, I ssshould really put you through your paces, along with your old friendsss. Sssso… Sleep, girlsss. Sssleep, and dream of ssserving me…”

At his command, both girls stiffened, their arms at their sides, feet rising up on their tiptoes, vapid smiles on their faces as they stared blankly ahead. Their eyes didn’t close, simpy lidding a little as they continued to swirl with colour – but their minds were solidly asleep, or empty enough that it didn’t matter. In moments, they were nothing more than big titty planks, swaying in the wind.

Then Pyrrha toppled to her side, bumping against Fate, and both fell face forward onto the ground – neither so much as flinching or changing their stiff stance. Fortunately for both of them, their massive mammaries cushioned their fall…

And the snake just chuckled, coils wrapping around them both, and dragging the stiff, stupid sluts off into the canopy, and out of sight – never to be seen again, except by other attractive friends who would soon be getting an invitation to the most relaxing resort imaginable…