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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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A Perilous Time (Pt 2)A Perilous Time (Pt 2)Six weeks later…Derwyn Tran and his lamia girlfriend, Delilah, had decided to take a stroll out of the hotel, off to see a traveling display on ancient Indian jewelry in a nearby museum.It was now late-Fall, so the air was crisp and cool, the few trees around were completely leafless, and people could see their own breath as they walked, covered in layers of cozy and warm clothes. Derwyn wore a big red jacket with fur around the neck and hood raised, while under it he wore a black sweater, black insulated gloves, dark gray pants and light brown boots. His gaze drifted to his gently-swaying partner just next him as they walked. Or rather, he walked and she slithered.Despite the majority of her mass being covered in obsidian and crimson-red serpentine scales, Delilah was actually warm-blooded and loved the incoming winter, mainly because after three years of being completely naked she was experiencing her first real cold weather, and had found the idea of putting soft layers of clothes bemusing at first... but then absolutely necessary. She wore a heavy red turtleneck sweater made of a special tear-proof material by- you guessed it- P.E.R.I.L., and the same went for her tail-warmer, which looked like a massive silver sock that crinkled softly with every sway of her serpentine body. She had ear-warmers made specifically for her gracefully-pointed ears and she too wore winter gloves (pink with off-white blue snowflakes).Derwyn smiled, then sighed as he resumed the conversation they were having.“...N-no no no no no, no. I told you already- men walk on the street-side of the sidewalk next to women as a courtesy, not because we 'want room to escape'.” Sometimes explaining things to Delilah was hard.“Oh. And so that women can watch the shops’ showcases, right?” Delilah responded. She asked this just as she casually glanced inside a women’s clothes shop before going back to Derwyn’s puzzled face.“W-well, I wouldn’t exactly put it that way…” he stuttered, rubbing his hands together a bit for that extra warmth.Delilah looked at him, puzzled. “Oh no?” Luckily the sidewalk wasn’t very populated, and the very few people they met either quickly crossed the street as soon as they saw them, or- and these were the daring ones- buzzed straight past them without even looking. It didn’t help how huge Delilah was, occupying a good third of the sidewalk with swaying body alone, nor how sexy her already-covered hips looked even without showing much skin.Derwyn’s gaze lulled a bit over the curve of the sweater formed over her breasts, then he sighed and resumed. “Not really. I mean, it can be done that way, but… It’s not an expectation.”“Ah… The comic strip I read seemed to imply otherwise,” Delilah replied, nodding softly as she placed her arms behind her back, imitating one of Derwyn’s more casual stances.“Hm… Well, comic strips often exaggerate on purpose, they’re not to be taken seriously.” Derwyn shrugged with his hands in front of him, then felt Delilah reach out for his right gloved hand.“Still, it’s nice to take a stroll with my handsome, strong man…” she cooed, squeezing his hand tight. She had always been very touchy-feely, especially with her serpentine-half, but recently she seemed to have become much more clingy. But Derwyn didn't mind that, blushing slightly as they continued walking, his head swiveling side to side as he kept an eye out for both of them.Derwyn sighed as another group of pedestrians quickly crossed to the opposite side of the street. He hoped Delilah wouldn’t catch on to the real reason why they did so.“Aw. Aren't they all so chivalrous to let me pass? They see how much of a hassle it is for me to walk and they let me have the precedence. The outside world isn't so bad after all!” she giggled.Derwyn looked down and massaged the bridge of his nose. “Yeah, well, you said that the last time too, and, uh, look what happened there. You tried to lay your entire body across a $3000.00 couch and cracked the wooden frame. If P.E.R.I.L. hadn't paid the bill, I would have been in serious trouble.”“How was I supposed to know that human furniture is not built for extra-large individuals?” Delilah protested. She too remembered, and how displeased the shop owner, Derwyn, and literally everyone else was watching her.Derwyn rolled his eyes. “...Because I've told you numerous times beforehand that Outside isn't built for you guys; that hotel room we're staying in is.”He was trying to get her accustomed to the Outside ever since getting her out of the genetic-engineering bunny/stud farm with short trips to places near the hotel, but every time he'd been forced to call his own contractor- P.E.R.I.L.'s Dr. Sandro Cale- to pay for various accidental damages. To be fair, Delilah wasn’t a complete klutz, but maneuvering that sexy lamia body in the human world was going to be… tricky to learn, at best.“I know, I know. But... I thought some places had already started to adapt to us.” Delilah sighed, her pointed ears drooping like a sad dog under the warmers.Derwyn wanted to point out how there weren’t enough Hybrids around to justify such dramatic changes, but he kept it in, knowing that it wouldn’t help with her current state. “Ehh... it'll be a while before that happens,” he said instead, putting his other hand in his pocket.“Hmph… Better now than later,” she murmured.“Hey, to be fair, the world isn’t really built for six-foot-somethings either, so I share your pain,” Derwyn quickly added.“...Heh, and Sandro wonders why we clicked,” Delilah giggled back, friendly bumping her sweatered shoulder against his jacket.Hearing that name, Derwyn froze for a second as he reminisced about what Dr. Cale had talked about last month, but still didn’t voice his thoughts about this topic to her. “Well… love works in strange ways…” he replied instead, holding her hand tight.“So true. Come on, hop on my back. I’ll carry you there!” she giggled excitedly. “Ye- no. I don't wanna slip off that Teflon-coated whatever-the-fuck-it's-called giant silver sock you're wearing right now. You look like a hot dog wrapped in aluminum foil in that thing.” Derwyn cringed inwardly, paling at the idea of literally mounting his girlfriend in public.“...I do? I knew I should have gotten the Christmas-themed one!” Delilah suddenly snapped, gritting her teeth as a peculiar spark flashed in her eyes.“As I recall, they didn’t give you a choice once you saw that one,” he calmly reminded. Derwyn was getting used to Delilah's spicy temper, although... Lately it has gotten a bit quicker.“...Oh, right.” she said, calming down instantly.“Besides, Christmas is, like, two months away, so it’d be too early to dress for that anyway.”“You’re probably right. As always.” Delilah giggled, feeling the back of his hand with her thumb and quickly pecking his cheek, making it turn redder. “So, let's not get distracted. I'm dying to see this show of ancient Indian jewelry!” she then giggled, back to being her almost child-like ecstatic self.“Not a jewelry person myself, but I'd be interested to see what’s there.” Delilah's enthusiasm was rubbing off on him, and he smiled too.“You'd have to be a very big jewelry expert, like me, to properly savor it, but I'll give you a rundown on what each piece represents,” Delilah boasted, proudly puffing up her chest, causing some wobbles despite the sweater and other layers of clothes under it.“Oh boy- a tour guide, just what I need,” Derwyn responded deadpanned.“Come on, Grumbles, it’ll be fun!” she giggled back.“I didn't say it wouldn't be. But if you are interested, then I am interested. Besides, I've never been to a show before, so I don't know what to expect. ...And, quite frankly, neither have you,” he said, trying to calm her down before she swung her tail too hard and broke something, or worse, someone, despite the street now being pretty much deserted.“It’s technically more of an exposition than a show, but it should be interesting nonetheless,” she specified, giggling that for once she could flex her jewelry knowledge. “And I know I haven’t, which makes it even more exciting!” she added, chuckling.“Well, so long as they don't have weird-ass piercings, I'll be fine,” Derwyn rolled his eyes.“Even if they did, you can’t wear ‘em.”“Ohh, thank god for that. I wouldn't be able to put-up with putting them in the first time. You women are welcome to that, but, just... ughhh!” He visibly shuddered, thinking about the sharp pain one of those would give him.“You know there are also men who wear them, right? But, you’re better off without them. I don’t want anything to ruin your pure baby face,” Delilah purred, squishing his cheeks.At this point they had stopped walking, and were holding hands, looking in each other’s eyes.Derwyn sighed in visible relief. “Thank you. And you-? You already got earrings, but I can imagine a necklace, a bracelet, maybe even-” he paused mid sentence to draw a finger across her sweater-covered waist “-a belly chain?”“Aw, you think? Wait... Are you spoiling your Christmas gift for me?” she giggled.Derwyn smiled broadly, rolling his eyes. “Awwww, waiiiit a second...! Listen to you- 'Christmas gift'! You're not even a Christian. Do you know what Christmas is even about?”Delilah shrugged. “A big vacation about consumerism? And I'm not Hindi either, if you were wondering.”“Well, you're not wrong about that ...again. And, no, you're not Hindi either. But also, no- Christmas is about getting together to celebrate the birth of the Christian's cultural icon over two thousand years ago. That story has... just gotten obscured over the centuries. ...A bit.”“Ahhh... Still, I was joking. I know what it's really about and I think it's a marvelous concept that's... sadly overlooked in modern culture...” she replied, sighing as they held hands.But Derwyn wasn't entirely convinced of his girlfriend's sincerity in this matter. “Uh-huh. Buuut, like any other 'stupid' American, I don't know anything about Hinduism, so don't expect me to be able to start going on about any-- yes?”“I would never call you… 'stupid'…?” Delilah was confused as Derwyn unceremoniously slammed the breaks on the conversation, deliberately staring past her shoulder.Two humans stood anxiously a dozen feet away, and nervously inching closer to the end of Delilah's now-coiled-up body.A man and a woman, both in their mid-to-late-20s, were holding up her phone vertically in one hand while both of them whispered to each other, clearly excited about something. They were dressed in season-appropriate clothes, and Derwyn noticed both wore thick glasses. The Caucasian male had an unkempt, long brown beard, and his equally-pale brunette companion seemed to have dental braces.Delilah noticed the two studying at her serpentine body. “Uh… may I help you?” However, the two were so focused watching her tail that they didn’t even notice her asking. Derwyn studied them too, trying to figure out their deal.“Optimal length and width... Optimal fat-muscle ratio...” mumbled the male.“Nice usage of the tail warmer in such chilly weather... ” muttered the girl.“Eh-ehm…” Delilah cleared her throat.“And this is without taking into consideration the human half!” uttered the male, louder and more excited.“EH-EHM!!” Delilah cleared her throat louder, making the two intruders look up. “What's going on back there?” she asked.“Oh! Excuse me, I was wondering if we could ask you some questions?” the guy asked, while the girl was practically bouncing in her fuzzy-lined boots. Derwyn raised an eyebrow and looked at Delilah, quietly watching her confused reaction.“Uh, okay? But… who are you?”The guy answered first. “Oh yes, right. Well, I am the founder of a web blog that follows P.E.R.I.L. products. My name’s Corrigan.”The girl almost squeaked her answer in excitement. “And I am the site's best blogger, Mindy.”“We would like you to answer a few questions for all the monster girl fans out there,” explained Corrigan.“We'll also want to ask questions of your... owner? Caretaker?” Mindy asked, glancing at Derwyn, who narrowed his eyes. Delilah turned back to Derwyn, unsure of what to do.“It'sssss... up to you, dear. They're just curious,” he assured with a shrug.“It's also up to you, Mister...?” asked Mindy.“I am her owner.” Derwyn said, wincing internally for saying this. As he circled around Delilah's coils to stand between her and the newcomers, he missed the look Delilah gave him- confused about his hesitation, as well as publicly disregarding their roles in the bedroom.“Ooookay. Can you tell us your name?” asked Mindy“Same for you, miss...” reiterated Corrigan“Oh, I'm Delilah,” she said with a short bow.Derwyn crossed his arms, and adopted a neutral expression. “I would rather not say. I don't want my life sprayed out all over the blogosphere ...and that includes Delilah here. Got it?"“But of course. We'll be as discreet as possible,” said Corrigan.Derwyn raised a doubtful eyebrow as he surveyed them, then turned around to look at Delilah, who was still puzzled. He leaned closer to her, and spoke quietly. “They're curious about P.E.R.I.L., but they intend no harm. I know their types, so I am not concerned. Just... don't tell them everything, even if they ask for it. Some things are best kept private. Got it?”“Okay,” she reassured him with a thumbs up, then Derwyn turned back to face the pair and nodded.Corrigan's face lit up. “Okay! So, question number 1: how does sorting work? Like, how does a human choose his or her Hybrid?”“Uh, you choose the Hybrid, you try the Hybrid and if you have enough money you buy them?” Delilah replied, raising a brow. Derwyn moved to her side, and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.“Okay so, Mister Anonymous, how could you afford her?” asked Mindy.“Uh, she’s more than you can afford,” Derwyn replied curtly.“That… tells nothing…” Mindy said, blinking.“Miss Delilah, do you mind if we call you just Delilah?” asked Corrigan.“Please do. 'Miss Delilah' makes me sound older than I am…” she replied nodding.“Great! So, Delilah, could you tell us about your hobbies?” he asked again, and this time Delilah's eyes lit up.“Oh! I like designing jewelry, and belly dancing!” she said, smiling as it was rare for someone to show interest in her interests.“Oh. I take it you were going to the museum for the jewels expo?” Corrigan followed-up.“Yeah, and I’d like to be there before it closes,” she added impatiently. Derwyn could hear Delilah's tail-tip thumping behind them as if it was a foot tapping.“Sure. Sure...” said Corrigan, typing a note and kinda ignoring the last bit. “Now, could you confirm your length for us?”“Eighty-two feet.”“Wow, that’s long!” commented Mindy, tapping on her own phone. “Oh, oh- are you venomous?”“Venomous?” Delilah asked back.“Ho ho, good thinking there, Mindy! Do you secrete venom from your fangs? What effect does it have? Have you ever accidentally poisoned your master or any tester during the act?” Corrigan quickly interjected.“Uh, I’m definitely not venomous, I’m a constrictor.” replied Delilah, her coils shuddered briefly.Derwyn spoke-up. “No, she has no venom. There are other naga at P.E.R.I.L. who do have it, but this one does not. And to be honest, I, uh, I wouldn't have bought her if she had venom.”Corrigan nodded. “Ah, I see. What’s your favorite coiling position?”“The pyramid, I think.” replied Delilah.Mindy asked too. “Could you describe it to us?” Delilah replied, slightly ticked-off. “I coil him up in a pyramid shape, how more descriptive do you want me to be?”Derwyn added: “Have you ever seen a pile of tires stacked on top of each other?” This earned him a confused look from Delilah, as she had no idea why anyone would stack tires together.“Yeah?” asked Mindy.“Like that... except you can't breathe.” Mindy's eyes widened at the image, then resumed taking notes. “How would you describe a normal day between you two?” asked Corrigan.Delilah swiftly looked at Derwyn, so he answered. “We uhh…” he stuttered, looking back at Delilah as he took a breath. “...We talk a lot, getting to know each other. And we snuggle together. She's quite warm when she wants to be,” he added, puffing his chest up a bit.“That's great and all, but... can we ask more… spicy questions?”Delilah was about to answer, but Derwyn raised a hand to stop her and took a step forward. “Well, she likes spicy food, I don't. But, uhh... she's training me on it; not sure how successful she's gonna be on that one, though,” he answered, shrugging. Delilah snickered- seeing what he did, and because it was true. She had been trying to get him to eat increasingly-spicier foods, and... it was taking a while, but wasn't going badly yet.Delilah whispered in Derwyn’s ear and winked. “Oh, I’ll make you like curry, don’t worry…”. Derwyn closed his eyes to regain his composure.Mindy had clearly detected Derwyn's redirection. “Not... really what we meant but--”“--I know what you meant, and that's not really your business,” Derwyn commented sternly, folding his arms once again.Corrigan urged Delilah along. “C'mon, our readers wanna know what it's like to be a lamia!” Derwyn stepped back again and watched silently, as he wanted to see how Delilah would fare. “How fast is your digestion? Have you ever eaten someone? Are you aware of the many kinks that people have towards your kind?”“G-geez, slow down, I…” Delilah stuttered and leaned back a little in recoil, feeling assailed by the wall of questions thrown at her by the blogger.Derwyn saw this and answered. “Delilah does not eat anyone. She eats human food, the same as you and me, just in larger portions.” He silently reached for Delilah's hand, which she quickly accepted, restoring her calm.“I didn’t ask you, Anon Boy, I asked her.” Corrigan snottily remarked, pointing at Delilah with the rubber point of his tablet's pen.“H-hey, don’t call him that!” Delilah shot back harshly. But suddenly she felt Derwyn tighten his grip on her hand as he spoke calmly.“We're a couple, so I can speak for her if I like,” before turning to her and whispering in her ear. “It's okay, that's nothing. Just move on.” Delilah's mouth turned down, but she calmed down again.“Too bad our blog focuses on monster girls, not their masters...” Corrigan responded sardonically.Delilah gritted her teeth, but kept her voice level. “He's. Not. My. Master.”Derwyn shot Corrigan a look, before turning to Delilah and rubbing her shoulder again. “It’s okay, really.” He turned to Corrigan again. “Look, we're a package deal- you deal with one of us, you deal with both of us. You wanna go talk to a 'monster girl'-?” he dramatically pointed down the city street behind the two nerds “-P.E.R.I.L.'s right down there. Do what I did- if you want to cross the bridge, pay the toll. Set an appointment and see for yourself.”“But they won't let me in! They say that our blog goes against the privacy rules or whatever...” groaned the website owner, making quotation gestures with his fingers.“Well... I don't know what to say about that. But, hey, if I can do it, then so can you,” Derwyn replied, unimpressed.“C'mon, man, you know how rare it is to see a hybrid out in the open??? If it's about money, I can pay you.” Corrigan reached for his wallet in his back pocket.“What- you want to sleep with me too?” Delilah asked, raising her eyebrows. But Derwyn almost choked when she said that.“She's not for sale, and she's not available. Drop it, now.” he hissed, narrowing his eyes.“Okay okay... Geez... Let's move on with the questions,” Corrigan grumbled.Delilah looked at Derwyn, confused. “Why? What's wrong with sleeping with me? I did it all the time at P.E.R.I.L.”Derwyn turned to her and spoke quietly, to not let the nerds hear. “What's wrong is you're not in P.E.R.I.L. anymore, and no one has the right to claim you other than me. He knows that, and he's trying to break that rule.”“...Ahhhhh.” Delilah whispered back, then looked at Corrigan and scolded him in a half-serious tone. “Bad boy. Stop it.”“I have stopped!” Corrigan protested, then dropped the pitch of his voice. “Ahem, excuse me..." He put away his wallet. "Now, how would you react if your owner proposed to you? If he hasn't already proposed, that is?”Delilah's eyes popped open, and she blushed, but Derwyn beat her to the punch, grunting, “That is none of your business. Move on.”“I’m sorry, did I ask you?” Corrigan called-out Derwyn for a second time.Delilah mumbled her answer, looking at her hands. “I... I would like it if he... did that...” Corrigan smirked, having gotten an answer past Delilah's Master.Derwyn sighed and rolled his eyes. “As I already stated, I am Delilah's owner, so you will accept my answers on her behalf. ” Again as he answered for her, Derwyn missed Delilah's look of ‘Really?’ that she gave him.Corrigan smirked at the clear tug-of-war happening between Master and Pet, and decided to press his luck. “But she has answered on her own, so I will count it."Mindy spoke-up this time. "Next one, how do you take care of your scales?”Delilah sighed in relief at the simpler question. “Oh, that's easier. I use proper shower and bath gels made in P.E.R.I.L., and have my Derry-” she paused and wrapped an arm around Derwyn’s head, shamelessly bringing him against her generous sweatered bust “-to help me polish them. And he's sooooo thorough,” she concluded.Derwyn blinked and made a mental note to speak to her about using endearing pet names... and when and where to use them. He pulled away from her gentle grip and cleared his throat. “Eh-hem, yes, uh… I help her with that sometimes, to make it go faster.”“Iiiiiinteresting,” Corrigan giggled, writing it down as Delilah also giggled.From there on, the questions kept coming.Sometimes, they managed to ask more grounded and relevant questions such as, “If you're cold-blooded, why are you wearing that?”, referred to the silver sock on Delilah's tail, or “Between you two, which one has the warmer body temperature?”. And some other times the questions felt downright dumb- “Between me and Cindy, who would you date?”- or- “Some worms can grow their tails back if you cut them off. Can you regrow your tail?”, the latter of which left Delilah kinda scared and thought they wanted to split her in half!But the idiot/pervy question barrage didn’t stop there:“Have you ever had to wear braces? Because I had them in my teenage years.”“Do you have any favorite hairstyles? What products do you use for your hair?”“What bra size are you?"“On a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you like me?” (This was from Mindy to Derwyn, and he quickly responded in the negative.)“Do you know the shirt cut meme?”“Have you played the recent P.E.R.I.L. games? If so, what are your thoughts on it?”. This last one Delilah answered. “I haven’t played it, but I know of it.”To which Derwyn asked, “Games? What games?”“Y-You don't know about The Adventures of Meschina?!” Corrigan asked, stunned. Derwyn shook his head.“...Do you live under a rock?! Everyone knows about it!!” Corrigan began browsing his apps for the game.But then it was Derwyn’s time to smirk. “Maybe everyone outside of P.E.R.I.L. knows about it... but then... I'm inside of P.E.R.I.L.. Why should I play a game when I have access to the real thing?” He gently squeezed Delilah’s bicep, to which she cooed.“Y-You… Hrmph…” Corrigan pouted.Mindy cleared her throat. “Delilah, you have been made by famous herpetologist Sandro Cale. Has he taught you his native language?”“I do know what some Italian words mean, but not many,” Delilah answered, shrugging.“What other customers did you have?” asked Corrigan.“Uh… aside Derry, I-I-I don’t really…” she stuttered, suddenly reminded how lonely she had been before Derwyn came into her life. Meanwhile, Derwyn himself remained silent, as he himself didn't know the answer to this one.Corrigan pressed her, though. “How? I mean, you're beautiful! How come no one has ever wanted to try you?”“I... I…” Delilah looked down, getting gloomier.“Do you think it's due to humans' atavistic fear of snakes?” asked Mindy, almost nudging Corrigan away.“I... I g-guess...?” Delilah stuttered.“Do you think you're scary?” Corrigan asked again.“No... Y-Yes...? Ugh, h-hard to think…” Delilah whimpered, backing away and holding her head.“Are you able to cope with it well?” Mindy asked again.“Uhhh... P-Please, stop...” Delilah stuttered, sounding like she was moments away from crying. Derwyn heard her increasing hesitation and decided that enough was enough, but as he stepped between the nerds and his lamia girlfriend to end the Q&A session, the bloggers flat out ignored him and kept assailing Delilah with questions:“How were the experiments at the lab?” “How many female doctors work at P.E.R.I.L.?” “Does my voice annoy you?” “Is it true that snake scales reduced to dust work wonders for your skin?"All the while Derwyn felt Delilah slipping away from his calming embrace, feeling flooded by all the questions and hugging herself, shivering as she sobbed.“Hey hey hey, I said that's enough!” Derwyn took a quick step back to get between them again as he shielded Delilah.“Shut up, ya rando weirdo!” Corrigan growled, stepping inside Derwyn's personal space.“Yer in the way!” added Mindy.“What, you feel left out? Fine. Do you prefer bustier women or bootier women?” Corrigan asked. Now Derwyn was in the mix and they were going to pester him for good.“Did you purchase her to have an easy fuck?” asked Mindy, joining in with her colleague.“Wha-- Hey!” Derwyn grunted, feeling insulted.“Do you feel superior to others because you have a lamia girlfriend?” Corrigan pressed onward.“How do you even buy clothes to contain such broad shoulders?” asked Mindy, catching Derwyn off guard again before he grunted.“Alright, that's it. We're done. Let's go, Delilah.” He turned back towards the jewel expo they had been significantly delayed in getting to. Delilah hesitated for a second, then turned to follow. Feeling confident that they fended off Mr. Owner, but losing Delilah, the nerds followed closely behind, one to either side of Delilah's serpentine body. “Wait- the world needs to know these things! What's your favorite perfume?”“Favorite restaurant?”“Do you accept your dominant boyfriend?”“Do you belly dance?”“Have you ever heard of 'The Monster in P.E.R.I.L.'? We think his name is 'Mox'.”Delilah fell out of Derwyn’s peripheral vision. He stopped and turned to stare at her. Delilah was not moving, but her fists were shaking.Corrigan- recognizing he's hit a nerve- pressed on. “It's rumored he came from your creator, Sandro Cale. Is that true? What was Cale thinking when he created him? Have you seen him? Is he really a monster naga? How big is he? What does he look like? Why is Mox not listed as one of the experiments in P.E.R.I.L.? Are you related to Mox?” Corrigan and Mindy walked to either side of Delilah as he peppered her with the questions. Derwyn stood a few steps ahead of Delilah, carefully watching her face darken and fists shake, but he couldn’t see past the two nerds as her tail began to quiver.Delilah suddenly whipped around- black hair flying, and rose up on her tail to easily tower over the humans! “HHHHSSSSHHHHAAAAHHHH!!!!”. The two nerds froze in surprise as Delilah whipped about and charged towards them!“Delilah, NO!!” Derwyn shouted and dashed to catch up with her human half.Both nerds spun on the spot and ran- Mindy succeeded in escaping. However, Corrigan tripped on Delilah's tail-end coiling back towards them, and she easily picked him up in a thick coil around one ankle, lifting him upside down over the cold hard concrete.“AAAHHH!!! DON'T EAT ME!! PLEASE!!” Corrigan shouted, flailing his arms around pathetically, while Delilah hissed loudly- long tongue darting about and her hands flexing between dangerous claws and brute fists in her rage, her brow deep and saliva flicking across Corrigan's upside-down face. He looked so scared he was about to shit himself, but then Derwyn caught-up and yanked her outstretched right wrist over his head.“No, Delilah, don’t do that!” he shouted.Delilah's right arm gave in to his pull, but she did not relent as she dangled Corrigan back-and-forth in front of her- eyes narrowed and teeth gritted.Derwyn saw that physically holding back Delilah wouldn't work, so he let go of her right wrist, and instead grabbed for one of Corrigan's dangling hands. He made contact and pulled Corrigan down a little, putting the blogger eye-to-eye with him, screaming in his face. “Hey, jack-ass! I said that's enough! Now either you leave now, or I'm gonna let my very big girlfriend have her way with you. You wanna know what it's really like to be in peril? Try me.” Delilah watched, motionless but still hissing through clenched teeth.“OKAY! OKAY OKAY!! I'LL STOP!! JUST PUT ME DOOOOOWN!!!”Delilah exhaled loudly through her gritted teeth.Derwyn stared at the nerd for a while, letting the threat linger, until Corrigan whimpered, “...P-Please…”Finally, Derwyn turned to the angered lamia and, managing to find some level of calmness, said, “...Let him down, Delilah.” She didn’t move at first, her chest heaving and falling with each furious heavy breath she took. “Delilah... let him go.” Derwyn repeated, calmly but sternly, to which she hissed threateningly but loosened her fingers. He rolled his eyes and grabbed Corrigan by the collar, bringing him nose-to-upside-down-nose. “I don't want to see you or your friend ever again. You got that??” he growled.Corrigan's upside-down face turned white and he nodded quickly, yelping as Derwyn pulled away from him, making him dangle a bit. Derwyn breathed a bit, then turned back to Delilah, saying even more sternly, “Delilah, let him go.”The lamia finally relented and lowered Corrigan to the cold concrete. The nerd stood up shakily, wincing at Delilah, then glancing at Derwyn.“Now get the fuck outta here,” Derwyn spat.Corrigan turned tail and ran off. Both Derwyn and Delilah watched him vanish around a corner.After a moment of silently staring in the direction the nerds had fled, Derwyn finally said, “...Let's go back to the room.”Delilah blinked as if she had just awakened from a trance “...What? Why?”, to which Derwyn replied.“Because One: we're drawing unwanted attention, and Two: something bad just happened, and we both need to calm down. This is not the time to go to a museum now.”She whimpered, “But... But it was a once in a lifetime occasion...”Derwyn breathed to calm himself and turned to look at her. “Delilah, you just grabbed him. That's a no-no. It's time for us to go back. Now.”She tried to speak, then grunted very loudly before she exhaled with a hiss. “Fine.”Derwyn sighed and his expression softened, reaching out to hold her hands. “There will be other days, but not now.” he said as emphatically as he could. Then he began to walk back to the hotel- hearing her slithering behind him a second after. He glanced back, and noticed how she was slithering deliberately slower, arms crossed, with a disappointed face. This whole thing made him realize how physically powerful she was, and how helpless he was against her, when he tried to pull on her arm. He was also reminded of his childhood, when he would act out and lose joyful opportunities because his parents had to teach him those lessons of self-restraint and consequences. He was grateful that Delilah didn’t protest or resist anymore, because he wouldn't be able to stop her... but he wouldn’t tell her that, not now.They silently worked their way to the hotel room, neither touching nor talking to each other the whole way back. Delilah huffed occasionally but didn't say much else.Derwyn quietly removed his jacket, putting it in the closet, and watched as Delilah took off her sweater and undershirt, keeping only her P.E.R.I.L.-issued bra on and looking at the floor, distracted and disappointed. Derwyn gingerly took the red sweater and undershirt from her and placed them on the dining table.“I... I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be good going into the museum like this.”“...Whatever,” she muttered.Derwyn winced, her blatant disregard so potent it almost hurt. He cautiously inched closer, almost as if she was a ticking time bomb ready to explode. “Delilah... do you know why we came back here? Why did I insist we return now?”Delilah huffed. “Can we not talk about it, please?”Derwyn sighed, walked over and flopped on a plush chair, thinking for a moment. Then he said, “Delilah... I c- I can't protect you forever, shield you from all the nonsense Outside. What you did to that guy--”“I didn't do anything! I didn't hurt him, I just wanted to scare him!”“But he hurt you. You can't hide that one from me, I saw it. Yeah, he was an annoying little shit who said some fucking stupid things, but that was no reason to grab him. You don't understand yet that what those two were doing was fine--” Derwyn tried to counter her rashness by speaking more calmly.But Delilah shot back, “Fine?! FINE?! How was pestering me with stupid, pointless questions and making me relive god-awful moments of my life in prison fine?!”Derwyn was startled by her ferocity, but he knew that she had a very good reason to be mad, so he sighed and looked down, preparing himself for whatever she was going to say to him.“I have never felt so small and humiliated before! And I was probed so many fucking times I lost count! You think what you go through is humiliating and inhumane?! Try being fucking experimented on ever since you first opened your fucking eyes, then you can come at me and tell me that you have been humiliated!!” she growled.Delilah paused for a breath, then asked, “Let me- the monster- ask you- the human- a question: How many times have you been doing hybrids in these past months?” Derwyn bit his lip as he thought about it. Delilah roared, “MUJHE JAWAB DO!!”He jumped, startled, then gave himself a few seconds to breathe, before muttering, “Uhh, uhh, uhh... Well, there was that sack of meat, and the octopus-snake-thingy, and the cat-girl, and, uhhh--”“So, seven hybrids in- what- two months? Pfft, isamen shekhee baghaarane kee koee baat nahin hai. Try getting experimented on EVERY SINGLE DAY OF YOUR LIFE FOR THREE AND A FUCKING HALF YEARS!! I've spent my entire life trapped and at the hands of brutes who wanted nothing more than flesh and blood to cut and examine! I thought I was freed from prison... but no. They simply gave me another cell and gave it a new coat of paint... And you... I really, REALLY care about you, but... Sometimes... you act as just another gaoler. The only difference with the others is that we fuck on a daily basis. At least until you too get sick of me... Can you at least begin to imagine what it is like to be a sex slave? Yes, I know I am one, but... I don't know, I thought that... being cheery and friendly and supportive would chase the pain away... Well, it's not working.” Delilah paused her rant to hug her arms under her large breasts. “...I'll always only be as good as a slab of meat to try out, say 'Huh, that's nice,' then thrown in the fucking fridge until it gets old and dies... And you all think I don't know that! That I'm just a bumbling bimbo! All they needed to do was give me blonde hair and the facade was set! MUJHE YAH PATA HAI!! I... I F-FUCKING KNOW...” she whimpered, tearing up.Derwyn was stunned, not only because Delilah had never said anything for this long, or this full of unexpected sadness and sorrow coming from the cheeriest girl he ever knew, but also because what she said was the pure, unfiltered truth coming from her mind. He took a few silent breaths, looking at the floor and clasped his hands between his knees as he pondered quietly about what he just heard.“Is that... Is that all you think of me- 'a different kind of jailer'? Is that... all I've been to you for the last four months?” he muttered somberly, as the last part was what stung the most.“(sniff) I said 'sometimes'... Have you not listened to what I said?” she sobbed, wiping her eyes.“Delilah, I... I can't even begin to imagine what your life has been like. I... I-I-I do the best I can to not dwell on it, because it just seems too horrible to imagine…” He knew what she meant, but she needed to learn that what she did before was wrong.“You have to imagine it, I had to live it. I saw all those people Outside my cell, walking freely in and out, and... I wanted that- I wanted to get Out and explore this world. But I can't... I'm out of the cell... And I can't…” Delilah bowed her head, tears beginning to stream.Derwyn added some volume, but was not forceful in his confession. “You don't know about the outside world, its nuances and unspoken rules. I've- I've done the best I can to show those to you with what I've got-” he paused to indicate the room with an arm- “and these outings we've been doing have been to get you--”“Absolutely nowhere, huh? All it takes is a couple of nerds bothering me and suddenly I'm not fit to be Outside anymore? Is that what you're saying?” she asked, hissing slightly.“I brought you back here because you grabbed him, that's why! You're a lamia, and I don't want you getting into trouble just four months after you got out. Yes, he was an annoying little fuck, and some of the things they said did hurt. I saw it, I saw the look on your face when you were asked some of those things.” he replied, raising slightly the tone of his voice to counter hers.Delilah didn’t say a word, but her thought at that moment was transparent: If you saw, then why didn’t you say or do anything?Derwyn paused to breathe and added, “But I also knew you would never survive outside if you can't take an insult or verbal poke here and there, so I let them go on for a bit. I don't know what the fuck those other guys at P.E.R.I.L. said in your arms, but I for damn-well certainly know it wasn't how we act on the Outside!” Delilah listened silently, needing to rest her throat after shouting so much. But now Derwyn's voice was raising. “And as for your time here, have I ever called you a 'slut' or a 'bitch' or a 'whore' or a 'cunt' to your face even one time yet?! No! Because that's not how men address women normally. What I have told you many times before is that the world in P.E.R.I.L. is very different from the world Outside, where the morals seem upside down and hybrids are the exception, and the way we talk to each other is very different. Do you know how hard I have to work to keep myself intact every time I go into that hell-hole, so that I can then turn around and give you some semblance of real society?!” Derwyn stood-up out of the chair for emphasis.“It’s... not that simple…” Delilah groaned and rubbed her temples.Derwyn facepalmed in frustration and looked at the ceiling, trying to think and to calm down. Despite what she said, it really did feel like he was conversing with a child. “There's going to be an adjustment period, I get that. And that's what this room is for- to give you time to adjust while I help you with that. Yes, it's restrictive. Yes, it's confining. Yes, it's not Outside. But on the other hand, what you did to that little nerd earlier is a perfect example of why you're not ready to leave here yet. If I hadn't stopped you, what would you have done next to him, huh?!”“Nothing! God, why is it so hard to just trust me?! I was just going to scare him! It's not my fault if your kind can't handle some stress!” she grunted back, feeling unheard.“Trust you-??? I've never seen you do that before. Hell, I've never seen you angry like this before. So, 'no', I had no idea what you were gonna do to him.” Derwyn could still see Delilah's face as she had threatened the upside-down nerd.“Because you don't trust me!” she grunted back.Derwyn spread his arms wide. “I've only known you for four months! And you're not human!”“And that makes me untrustworthy because…?” she asked, whipping her tail tip.“Because there are so few of you out there, and we don't know a lot about you! I know what cats and dogs will do. I know what birds will do. I know what snakes will do. I know what bugs will do. I know what whales will do, because we've been around them for hundreds of thousands of years. But what I don't know is what a lamia will do, because you're so fucking new! I can't read your mind after only four months, and- again- I've never seen you this upset before.” Derwyn pointed at the hotel door. “Every time I go through that door, you are optimistic and encouraging me to fuck other women. Do you know how much that makes my gears grind, when I know for a fact my responsibility is to you and you alone?”Delilah rolled her eyes. “As a matter of fact I do, because you won't stop pestering me with how much it bothers you to 'betray' me, when I think I made it loud and clear during all these months that I know you're doing it for me!” she answered with a tone.“And yet you turn around and call me a 'jailer', which is literally no better than the place I saved you from. Do you know how much that fuckin hurt to hear you say that just now!?” Derwyn asked. Delilah gritted her teeth, admitting to herself that may have been a bit too much, but then she shook her head; she didn’t want to lose an argument she felt she was right about.“As much as it hurts that, after four months, I still feel as trapped as I was back then!” she hissed back.“You grabbed the guy! What was I supposed to do-!? Say 'All is forgiven, let's go play' after you nearly paint brushed the sidewalk with the guy's head???” he asked, throwing his arms up.“I. WASN'T. GOING. TO DO. THAT.” Delilah growled through her teeth.“It sure as shootin' looked like it when I saw it!” Derwyn threw back, narrowing his eyes. Delilah rolled her eyes, prompting a sarcastic chuckle from her.“Oh oh, right! Because what you see is important! Heeeeere it is, the big human concept! We see a thing, we decide what it does based solely on what we see! Come one, come all! Here's the dominant species on the planet!” she said with pungent irony, making even someone like Derwyn freeze for a moment. Delilah had just hit his entire species right in the evolutionary groin.Recovering seconds later, Derwyn's tone was calm... and arrogant. “...You're damned right, we're the dominant species. We spent 300,000 years working to become that. And that's the kind of world you're coming into- a human world.”“And yet, how much time did it take your oh so perfect species to throw the whole world to heck?” she grunted. Derwyn's response was instant.“Oh, don't give me that documentary bullshit. The Animal Kingdom has been at war with itself for millions of years. That's called 'life'. You can't expect us to be perfect,” he huffed.“Yet no animal has ever polluted the Earth beyond repair. Ugh, why am I talking about this now? I'm so done.” Delilah slithered past her boyfriend and then flopped onto the large circular bed they had shared for four months.Derwyn harshly rubbed his face with both hands, and sighed loudly. After a few breaths, he said, “Look, I'm trying to help you. I want to protect you, and help you learn. But I can't do that if you keep hanging on to P.E.R.I.L.”“I'm trying to get away from those jerks, you're the one who won't let me...” she muttered from her pillow, making Derwyn gasp.“What...??”Delilah huffed as she raised her head from the pink bed sheets. “You do realize I'm literally staring at their building right now?” She pointed at the window and- indeed- the company’s logo shone right in their bedroom. “I don't want to see that damn logo every night before I go to sleep.” the lamia huffed, burying her face back in the pillow. Derwyn looked at the company logo, sighing loudly “You know why we're here...”“I know you're begging to remind me...” she grumbled, rolling her eyes again.Derwyn sighed and looked at his feet, quietly saying to himself, “I've never been to prison, so I can't speak to that. But I can only imagine this is what a half-way house feels like to those who have served their time.”Delilah muttered an “...I guess.”Derwyn explained what he meant. “You really wanna get out, but the objective experts don't trust you at all, and you just wanna get loose again, get on with your life, but they keep holding you back.”“I don’t need a reminder, thank you…” she hissed through her teeth.“Delilah, you knew going into this that you wouldn't be completely free once you left PERIL. But you also knew you wouldn't be alone. You'd have me by your side, helping you to learn. That's what I'm trying to do, and I'm doing it completely alone, with no help whatsoever except for that.” While speaking, Derwyn pointed at an inch-thick manual resting on the nightstand, prominently labeled with the company logo of P.E.R.I.L. “I spend almost every day I'm here reading that damned thing, and every time I do, my eyes get crossed because it makes no fucking sense compared to what you say and do. As much as I want to treat you like a human... I can't do that. It's unfair to you, and I have to adjust myself to you. I'm still learning. ...But I'm also not Cale.”What he said made her widen her eyes and turn back to him. “...Just… Don’t…” she said through her teeth.“‘Don’t’ what?” asked Derwyn.“Don’t make me compare you to him…” she hissed again.“...You called me a jailer.”“Even in your worst days, you're ten times better than him,” she added, scoffing.“And yet I’m a ‘jailer’. How am I supposed to respond to that?” he asked, spreading his arms.“I don’t know, okay?!” she raised her voice, leaving him to think.Derwyn paused. “Still... you're holding back. I don't like the idea you're unhappy about something and I'm not aware of it. I thought that things were going fine, but... now I'm not so sure.”“There are many things that make me unhappy about it. If I started, it would take all day... Why do I need to wear a bra? Those things are so restrictive and uncomfortable!” she asked, clenching her fists, making Derwyn's brow raise.“Well, uhh... you only have the one that P.E.R.I.L. gave you, so talk to them about it. Second, I'm not a woman, so I can't offer you advice on it. But more importantly, someone far smarter than me thought it would help your back in the long run.”“Well, it doesn't. It just compresses my chest and makes me feel like I can't breathe.” she grumbled.Ohhhhh, the irony... Derwyn thought. Instead, he shrugged. “You'llllllll... have to go to a clothing store for that one, I can't help you there.”“But we don't 'go' anywhere! You won't let me!” she grunted, thumping her tail on the floor the same way someone would irritatingly tap their foot.“Yeah, well, if I thought you'd get along better with others, we could do that a lot sooner. Besides, you only have to wear it when we go out; I don't force you to wear a bra here when we're alone,” Derwyn replied with a sigh.“But one time you asked me to put it on even if we were in here!” she grunted, making him fluster.“I-I-I-I... Even I thought you might be more comfortable not being naked all the time. I mean, women aren't always naked at home around their men, even if they do have sex together. Not once in my life have I seen my mother's, uhh... breasts,” he stuttered, backing away.“Well, I'm not your mother, and you said multiple times that you don't want me to be your 'mommy', so there's that,” Delilah said, folding her arms.Derwyn looked unamused. “That's besides the point.”“Next, when we go to a restaurant, why can I never sit on chairs? I would like to relax my underside too!” she grunted.“Because chairs weren't made to seat 2.200-pound lamia. You already broke two, and one of those was a lawn chair on the roof.” he replied, huffing again.Delilah rolled her eyes. “Well, they clearly need to make more sturdy chairs, or at least label those for humans and those for hybrids...”“There was a curved stool right next to me; how could you miss it? But anyways, you won't find those kinds of accommodations out in the world. In fact, when I take you home with me, I'll have to get some special chairs made for you, plus a bed of some kind.”“Speaking of bed, why aren't you more passionate when I need you to be?” she then asked.Derwyn's brow suddenly dropped. “Wh- Meaning what exactly? Don't I kiss and hug and generally snuggle myself all over your tail enough?" He spread his arms to emphasize his point. "I've asked you that many times, and your answer was always 'yes'.”“That's not what I mean...”“W-well then, what?”“I mean sex! Sex! S-E-X.” she shouted, making him rub his temples in frustration.“...Delilah, I can't sex both you and all the crazy in P.E.R.I.L.! They need me to be topped-off before I go back in there, and that's usually a week at best. Considering they called me almost every week for the last four months, that's a lot for me! I mean, shit, I'd jump you right now if I could, but they need me again in a few days. I can't recharge that fast!” he groaned.Delilah wanted to retort, but even in the midst of her rage, she had to admit he kinda had a point there… however frustrating it was to admit, even if she did in her mind. She just huffed and asked, “Next: why do humans insist on always covering themselves? Even here, you never get completely naked.” while huffing“Well, like that bra, it's for modesty's sake. We don't--”.“Not even in our bedroom?” she cut him off.“I... I don't like being naked all the time either. It's just... normal to me to be clothed, I don't even think about it. Clothing keeps us warm--”“Didn't evolution gifted you with warm blood to always stay warm?” Delilah scoffed.“Well, evolution didn't exactly expect us to move beyond the wilds of Africa the way we did. I mean, have you looked out that window at the lovely State of New York-? Besides, I seem to recall you, Miss Six-Times-Bigger-Than-Me, wearing both a sweater and an undershirt and a thermal sock just a little bit ago. Where's your fur?” he gently tapped at her dark-olive arm.“Keep your sass to yourself, Mister Broad Shoulders-But-Weak." She pushed away his hand. "Speaking of calling people in a certain way, how come you've never called me a 'slut' or a 'whore'? I was called those my entire life back in P.E.R.I.L.”“Jesus..." Derwyn rubbed his face with a hand. "W-we've been over this before, Delilah. Words like that are derogatory, dirty. You don't call people those things unless you mean to be mean or derogative.”Delilah shrugged. “I was called that for my entire life. I don’t see how they can be considered derogatory.”“Because implying a woman has a lot of sex is insulting. And implying she's sleeping with a lot of different men in a short time is insulting to her honor and dignity too,” he sighed. It really could be hard getting anything through to her sometimes. ...Almost like how hard it was for him to get used to new stuff.“Not for me. For me, it's something to be proud of. Or at least it was when I was a prisoner,” she huffed, waving her hand as a way to minimize.“Yeah, see-? And that's why I say P.E.R.I.L. is upside-down and backwards: words like 'whore' and 'cunt' are intended to be insulting and offensive. When all those guys were fucking you, they were in fact calling you a toy, a thing every time they used words like that.” Delilah looked up, somewhat surprised, so he continued. “They didn't respect you, they used you only to make themselves feel good. And insulting you like that deliberately makes you smaller than them. So, no, I won't fuckin' use words like that around you.”Delilah stammered, trying to understand what Derwyn was telling her. “I heard him call Dr Rine a bitch a few times when she wasn't around... You think he...?”“...Thought she was a horrible person, yes," Derwyn clarified. "And the little I saw of her a few months ago, I can't say I blame Cale for it either. But that's just my opinion of it.”“We're going off-topic. I don't care for Dr Rine, I care about you making me feel trapped. Why don't we go out more often?" Delilah raised herself off of the large round bed and stretched her arms wide; unintentionally showing off the many symbolic tattoos that Dr. Cale had placed asymmetrically across her dark-olive skin. "I want to touch the grass, climb trees, and feel the Sun on my body.”Derwyn became flustered. “W-- there you go again, calling me a jailer! How am I trapping you in here??? Do you have a chain wrapped around your tail or somethin'? There's the door, and you have a key card as well,” he grunted, pointing at it.Delilah turned around to look at the door, and stuck her nose in the air. “Then if I was to slither out this door right here, right now, and go out, what would you say to that?”“I'd say, 'Be careful, watch your tail, don't get into trouble, and don't assume everyone out there's gonna be friendly'. Now, of course I know you're gonna be missing a lot of things, so I'd be really worried and would try to stop you, but you'd--” he was interrupted by a frustrated growl.“There, see!? How's that giving me freedom? Putting limiters on what I can or can't do is not giving me freedom.”“I didn't say you don't have freedom, what I said was 'you're not ready yet'. There's a big difference there!” Derwyn raised his voice, frustrated.“Then when?! When am I gonna be ready?! Let me guess... 'When I say so.'” she snarled back, mocking Derwyn's voice.“When you stop thinking that being called a 'whore' is a good thing! When you learn to hold a fork and knife right! When you learn to fit inside a restaurant so that someone doesn't trip over your tail! When you can reliably dress yourself in a way that's comfortable for you but doesn't draw undue attention! When you learn how to use money! I-I don't know... There's a ton of things you don't know yet!” Derwyn shouted, finally laying down some standards.“Well then, since I'm so bad, I'll get out of your hair! This place is too cramped, I need some space.” Delilah spun around and reached for a key card on the table next to the front door of the hotel room.Derwyn blinked and stuttered. “W-what-?? Where are you going?!”“Outside. Or is that too assertive for your liking… Master?” The final hiss, so full of frustration, made Derwyn physically wince, watching in silence as she took his key card, throwing the door open and slithering out.The door gently closed on its own after Delilah’s obsidian tail quickly slipped from view. Derwyn stood up and thought to follow her… but then decided not to. “She’ll be fine in the garden,” he thought as he dropped heavily onto the plush armchair for a second time, thumping on it loudly with a groan.For the first time in months, he was in the hotel room alone... without Delilah.To be continued . . .

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Max InfoMaxcachitl Nickname(s): Max, Maxie, papa or papa Max, MaxwellSex/Gender: Male, homosexual (though he doesn't mind sleeping with girls)Species: Naga Age: He was born some time before the XIV century Character Description Max is a Naga, aka a species of ancient human and snakes hybrid, and one of the very few real cryptospecies that P.E.R.I.L. owns, which usually live in rainforests, such as the Amazonian Rainforest where he was found. He's classified as a super-predator and an Alpha level menace should he ever get loose. He's estimated to be one of the biggest naga specimen that are still alive, though it is possible that, some time before him, even bigger nagas could've existed. Personality Max has a real alpha male personality, being completely uninhibited and showing real dominant, even to the point of predatory, demeanor. He has little to no problem in talking his mind whenever he's in front of a "prey", very well aware of what people expect when first coming into contact with him and fully taking advantage of their prejudices, often seducing or talking teasingly with them as he takes control of the room, also using the monstrous size of his body at his advantage to easily overpower and subdue any human he comes into contact with, the smaller and helpless the merrier for him. He's flirty to the point of almost sounding lewd when he speaks to his future mates, frequently uses dark irony and sarcasm when speaking to others and loves to pretend to want to eat anyone he interacts with, just to mess with them, all the while rambling about his superiority over other humans and hybrids. He loathes and despises humans for what has been done to him by P.E.R.I.L. and has little to no trouble in killing, showing off his superb predatory skills once he sets his mind on an objective: undying relentlessness and restlessness, stubbornness and subtlety and, most of all, a cold cruelty which makes him look even more dangerous and sadistic than he actually is.Very few people know this side of Max but he used to be a protector of mankind, being regarded as a God of Love by the people of the Rainforest who straight out idolized him for his might and gifts of bringing love to humankind. He is capable of showing tenderness, compassion and care for those around him, although nowadays one has to be pretty lucky to win him over, especially to break the preconceived idea that Max has over every other human. He's much smarter than he looks, his predatory instinct and centuries of experience give him an enormous edge over any opponent, and more acculturate than anyone gives him credit for (he can speak basically any language known to mankind, including some dead languages). He tends to go over long periods of seasonal depression during winter, which are prolonged if he's thinking from his lost freedom, during these period he's even more touchy and easy to piss off than usual. Likes/Dislikes Likes: -Relaxing (he likes it more if he has someone to snuggle with)-Eating (especially meat)-Hunting-Making love-Cute, helpless men-Music (especially classic music)-Art-Virgil Ectim-Bathing (he likes it more if he has someone to snuggle with) Dislikes: -Sandro Cale-All humans (to a degree)-Owing things to Sandro-The clones made with his DNA and other hybrids (he sees them as abominations) Background/History As said before, he used to live in the Amazonian Rainforest, near a village where he was idolized as a God of Love. Soon to be wed couples had to do a ritual of marriage prosperity by having both bride and groom lay with him for three days. It was said that, should they manage to resist without losing to the pleasure he'd shower them with, that their marriage would last even after death. He had seen tribes rise and fell during his very long life, either helping them or leaving them to themselves should they not search for his aid, but alas he was found in the early 2000 by a group of scientists and hunters led by worldwide known Italian herpetologist Sandro Cale and caught after five years of relentless hunting. He had been brought to America and trapped probably forever inside a glass prison, to be used as either a love companion and eventually to be sold or, as Sandro preferred him to be, as a trophy and endless source of Naga DNA to create more, tamer Nagas to be sold to the public.Relatives/Family Unnamed father (dead)Unnamed mother (vanished)Dorian, youngest brother Other unnamed siblings (scattered and hidden all over the world) Many offshoots, birthed both out and inside PE.R.I.L. Corp World/Setting He used to live in the Amazonian Rainforest, but now he lives inside a gigantic cube of glass with a small patch of rainforest in it, inside the walls of PE.R.I.L. Corp. Body His upper body is massive, being much more developed than even the most ripped out bodybuilder. He sports his iconic red hair and beard over his piercing green eyes with a slit pupil. He has a pair of extra long canines, with which he injects his mates with an aphrodisiac venom to make them fall in love with him, and an extra long tongue, which is human like but with the tip being forked and being extra long to choke his mates with. The tongue also gives him the characteristic lisp speech that everyone believes snakes to have.His lower body is the one of a non-specified green snake, stretching out at a monstrous length of 160 feet and 1800 pounds of weight, the thickest part of his body being far broader than an adult man's shoulder length, His coils are 80% fat and 20% muscle and large and thick enough to coil his prey up and cocoon them entirely, without somehow hindering his insane speed. The flexible cellulose fat texture in his coils can spread and mold over his prey's body, squishing them with no movement whatsoever. His weight can spread, which is why you won't feel his full weight should you end up in his coils, though he can choose to add more weight to his squeeze. Clothing He loathes human clothes more than anything. Accessories None Sexuality He's technically homosexual, but he doesn't mind sleeping with other women, claiming that "Women are just like men, except with tits and an extra hole to make love with." Dream Voice Actor Probably Kevin Micheal Richardson or Fred Tatasciore or anyone else with a deep, slightly gruff voice tone Theme Song Nature of the Beast by My Darkest days
Lily's Life Part 4,“What happened Next? Where did you bring Velma?” asked Mattie.“I brought her to my makeshift ‘hideout’ in an abandoned Commercial building. It was in the section of town that was pretty much defunct since a lot of the Mining companies went under when the price of salt crashed,” said Lily. ‘The Homeless were pretty much the only one’s that would come through and they started to avoid my building for reasons I’m sure you could guess. And others would easily blow off what ‘Those Crazy Homeless People’ would say about the ‘Monster Snake Lady’ terrorizing the district.”“Yeah, I can imagine. I’ve seen a lot of them on the streets. Many of them have obvious mental health related issues. It’s very sad,’ said Mattie. ‘What did you and Velma do next? Did she have a bunch of questions? Did she get upset with you?”“She was upset in a way. She was upset that I didn’t reach out to her. To trust her enough that she was going to help me. But she forgave me, said that the shock of seeing her friend grow a snake tail caused her to faint. But when she woke up and saw I wasn’t there, she felt terrible and blamed herself for me leaving.”“That must have been difficult,” said Mattie, typing away.“I found a room with a few chairs, so she could sit down, and we started to talk about what happened over the past few months. How I adjusted to life with a snake tail. Feelings of fear, and rejection from the rest of the world came up. Wanting to figure out how This all happened but too afraid to slither into a library to use the internet. Or to even go home to my parents.”“I can imagine you were very confused about everything in your life,’ said Mattie, looking up from his computer. ‘What Changed? How did you get from a negative space to a more positive space in your life?”“Velma played a big part in that actually. She decided to help me by doing everything I couldn’t do. She would come hang out with me when she could. I so enjoyed having a friend to hang around with, it gave me a connection to the ‘outside’ world. She even did some research about the figurine that changed me. Most of what she found was that the figurine changes those who it feels is worthy and that the magic shop owner was mostly right about her story about the culture that the figurine is from. Most of the history of that culture must have been lost when the Island sank into the Sea. What was surprising though was she actually kept it, the figurine, in a box hidden in her closet. Of course, she didn’t tell me she had it. I guess I just figured it disappeared once it changed me so I didn’t think to ask about it,” said Lily.“So, this Figurine ‘decided’ to change you because it saw you as ‘worthy’? It seems kind of weird that it found itself in that magic shop doesn’t it? I mean, wouldn’t it stand to reason that there are others like you out there. How long did Velma help you? I haven’t seen her around. There is so much I would like to know,” said Mattie, intrigued. Lily smiled, “Velma is still around. She hasn’t gone anywhere. You’ll meet her soon enough Mattie. But back to the Figurine, I still don’t fully understand its magical abilities. I don’t know why I was ‘chosen’ or why I was ‘worthy’. All I can say is that this is my life now and I’m Happy being Me. I couldn’t imagine life without a tail. Although, it did take me a while to get here. As for the Figurine finding its way into the magic shop. Neither one of us could track it backwards from the magic shop. We looked and looked but found nothing. All I can do is guess.”“Did you ever contact your parents?” said Mattie.“Yes, after a lot of coaxing by Velma,’ said Lily. ‘I was still uncertain about how they would react and accept me. Turns out that there was more anger that I just ‘disappeared’ on them than my actual form. Not to say everything was peaches and cream but everything with my parents seemed to go well from the get go.”“Tell me about it. What was it like when your parents saw you with a tail,” said Mattie.“It was about a month after Velma came back into my life when she convinced me to contact my parents. They were elated to say the least that I wasn’t dead and buried somewhere. They said that they were willing to just forgive and forget that I ‘Ran away’ and move forward if I would just come home,’ said Lily. ‘I heard the sadness in their voices. I told them I could be back that afternoon. I was really nervous all day. Velma thought it would be best if she came with me, for moral support. That afternoon, with Velma by my side, I went back home. When I got to my front door, I stopped for a moment. Nervous that my parents would reject me and my new form. Velma, standing just behind me, whispered, “You got this”. Looking back at her I smiled, took a deep breath, and opened the front door. Slithering into my house, I called out to my parents. My mom called out from the Living Room. I slithered into the Living Room, excitedly, before my parents could get up from the couch. Once they stood up completely they took a good look at me. My mom, wide-eyed, gasped. My dad, obviously upset, yelled ‘Who are you? What have you done to my daughter?’’“Did your parents reject you for your looks?” interjected Mattie.“Admittedly, I could have said something to them before that moment. But at that point I was so used to having a tail I just didn’t think to say something to them about it. Looking back on the situation I can see how it came as a shock to them. They weren’t expecting a daughter with a snake tail to slither into the living room. My dad continued to get more and more upset and started to yell about getting out of the house and how dare I become a Freak to spite them. I started to cry, how my parents reacted wasn’t what I expected at all. Velma tried to defend me but my parents didn’t want to hear it. All I could do was slither out, crying. Velma Followed me out. I slithered all the way back to the abandoned building I was living in. I went into the room I fit for a bedroom and threw myself onto my bed. A few minutes later a panting Velma came rushing into my room, muttering about how difficult it was to keep up with me. I ignored her, too hurt by my parents' reactions to care. I don’t know how long I cried for but I did know that Velma was there with me the entire time, quiet as can be, silently supporting me. A sudden thump brought me out of my crying, it sounded like someone had fallen hard onto the floor. Looking around, it took me a moment to see Velma laying on her back. Her back was arching upwards while her head swung backwards, she moaned breathlessly. A ripping noise started, l looked at her jean shorts and noticed that they were tearing at the seams. Her hips and thighs were gaining bulk at a substantial rate. I could see that her skin started to gleam shades of green. Her legs and thighs burst out of her clothing as her upper thighs started to zip downwards into one fleshy mass. From her hips down she continued to grow girth as her legs zipped into one fleshy mound as it started to grow in length too. I could only watch as this process continued. As her Fleshy stump continued to lengthen and gain bulk it also started to change from human skin into scaly snake skin, Velma continued to moan as this process continued. Before long her once human legs began to look more like a snake tail as it lengthened and rounded out. Things started to slow as her tail looked to be lengthening to the same length as my tail. By the looks of her tail it looked to stop around twenty feet in length and her girth was proportionally bigger than to her human upper body. She moaned one last time, giving it a long satisfied sigh afterwards, before she sat up on her Elbows and looked at what just happened to her.”Mattie looked up at Lily, at a loss of words. “I see you left him speechless Lily,” said a voice from behind Mattie. He looked over his shoulder to see Velma there, at the doorway from one of the bedrooms. With a beautiful green snake tail attached to her from the hips down, flowing back into the room behind her.
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Didn't expect to be featured anywhere, so I'm glad somebody thought I would fit in well here!
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My friend who draws nagas, :iconaionk23: could use some help! They're opened for commissions! They're really good!!! Check them out!!! www.deviantart.com/aionk23/jou…
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Hello, I'm looking for someone in the naga snake community who can color in linearts.

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Who wants to a dridder rp with me? I'm bored
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I have twin male naga, and a male dridder ready to be used in Rp and such! Could I join this group? :3
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1423Ostafrikasaurus Featured By Owner May 8, 2018
If anyone here does role play I'd love to do on every with a naga
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TheChosenDreamGirl Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
I want to it depends is it nsfw or sfw
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1423Ostafrikasaurus Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2018
Well no nudity otherwise basically anything goes
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TheChosenDreamGirl Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Ok then no prob!
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HinataFox790 Featured By Owner Edited Mar 25, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
IN THE FUTURE, I am looking for naga hypnosis comic commissions, anyone opened FOR FUTURE CONSIDERATION? 
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Big-Red-Box Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2016  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for adding my work.
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slshimerdla Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2016  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks so much for the request! :)
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:iconsassy-n-cobra:
Sassy-n-Cobra Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome :)

--Sassy
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RiverAngel16 Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2016  Student General Artist
Does anyone here rp yuri?
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:icongloryraiin:
Gloryraiin Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2016  Student General Artist
I want to try to rp yuri actually
I've never done it before
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:iconriverangel16:
RiverAngel16 Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2016  Student General Artist
I'd like to help then :)
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Gloryraiin Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2016  Student General Artist
Aww really? :D
Thank you! Where do you wanna talk/rp? Notes or something?
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PinoyKambal Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you so much for letting my work be a part of your group.
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Gloryraiin Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2016  Student General Artist
You're welcome yo!
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PinoyKambal Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
^///w///^
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