A Monster Girl Tale: Sphinx Pt. 01

Haru looked over the map for perhaps the hundredth time as he stood over the dunes, looking up at the pyramid below.

"After all this time..."

He'd been searching for weeks, nearly dying in the dry, unforgiving sands. Several times he'd been on the brink of death, so dehydrated that his saliva had turned to glue in his mouth.

But he'd made it.

Somehow, someway, he'd made it.

"The Pyramid of Sanandra. Let's see if the legends are true," he said aloud to none but himself and the whistling winds. He took a quick look around, making sure that no unwelcome guests had followed him here. He'd skirted many a monstergirl in his journey. Two girtablilus, a sandworm (he still wasn't sure how he'd managed that one) some wandering mummies, and a sand serpent lamia at one of the oases he'd found. The last thing he needed was for something to follow him into the pyramid. He checked his sash and pulled out his scimitar, giving it a few test swings before tucking it back in. The blade could stand to be sharpened, but it would cut just fine in a pinch, he felt. He had a pistol as well, though he'd yet to fire it and if he was being honest with himself, he doubted it'd do him much good. In a pinch it might be able to sufficiently injure something enough to make it think twice about trying him. But other than that, if a monstergirl was baring down on him he didn't know that he'd have it in him to kill her.

Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

He dismissed the thought, mounted his camel, and set off for the pyramid.

It was much larger up close, and that was saying something because it was huge from a distance. If that crazy old merchant's directions weren't 100% accurate he could be looking for an entry point for hours, if not days. He knew very well the main gates would be barred shut. Pyramids weren't exactly open for visitors, after all. So he hoped and prayed that he'd remembered the directions he'd been given well enough. And, after some careful searching, a weight lifted off his shoulders as he found it. It was innocuous at first glance. A slightly displaced stone on the first level of the pyramid bricks. It wasn't particularly wide, and it was far too big for a single man to move without some serious magick to back it up. But he was a slim-built fellow of moderate height and good health, so he found it wasn't too, too much of a squeeze to fit through. After he readied himself to take the plunge, he patted his camel on the head, fed it a cactus on a stick, and climbed back up to the narrow gap that led into complete and unknowable blackness.

"Right. What could possibly go wrong, eh? Heh..." he said aloud, again to no one. He let out a nervous chuckle and pushed his traveler satchel through first, as he'd need it and the torch within to light his way. He squeezed and crammed himself awkwardly through the gap, and was surprised to see it emptied into a large chamber. The drop was, thankfully, only about six feet. Not a small height, but not so high that if he dropped he risked breaking his legs. He threw his satchel down, braced himself, and dove down, landing surely on his feet with a grunt and a scramble. He opened the satchel, using the one narrow beam of light from above to illuminate his hands as he lit his torch, and then took a long look around the place. He had no interest in going exploring, as the more he did the greater risk he ran of running into something he couldn't handle--or arguably worse, a trap.

"Find the sphinx's chamber, sneak past, get to the treasure, loot what I can cram into my satchel, make out like a bandit and buy myself a palace. Simple," Haru said aloud. "... I should probably stop talking to myself out loud."

He walked for what felt like hours, but could've easily been minutes, or hours... he really couldn't tell down here. He turned several corners, marking where he'd turned with a knife and a little etching into the stone.

Sorry architects.

And entered a large hallway that could've fit a small army inside, shoulder to shoulder, if they were so inclined. When he looked behind himself it stretched into darkness with a few pockets where light from above was allowed to enter. Not enough to see worth shit, but enough to see that if he went that way he'd probably be walking for awhile just to go nowhere. The sphinx's chamber was supposed to be somewhere to the north, and his compass said north was in front of him, so he went that way. He could see a doorway in the distance, just barely, so he knew he was headed the right way. That or he'd made a terrible mistake and was about to die down here broke, hungry, thirsty, and soon to be delirious when his water ran out and his torch burnt out.

He pushed that last thought into the back of his mind and resolved to never think it again.

"By the Gods, this door's big as fuck!" he said aloud, forgetting to keep silent again as he marveled at it. He lit the sconces in front of the stairs that led up to it and marveled at their height. Easily 20 feet. "... So how in the hells am I suppose to open it?"

He gave it a mighty push, and he was shocked to see that the door opened... a crack. He braced himself and kept pushing, and after several arm-burning, exhausting minutes, he managed to get the doors cracked open just enough for him to squeeze through. He was sweaty, covered in sand and grit, and tired, but at least he'd made progress.

He pushed his way through the door, again throwing his satchel through first, and whistled in amazement at the large chamber before him. Sconces burned all throughout, and he could see another, much smaller door across the chamber behind a large and imposing statue. As he drew nearer to it, he realized with a shock that the statue was none other than the sphinx herself! He marveled at the attention to detail the masons had taken to carve her so perfectly. Her hair, though it was dull grey stone, was long and flowing, tied into twin braids that framed her beautiful face, neck, ornate necklace, and the largest most life-like stone breasts he'd ever seen. He looked at them for perhaps an inappropriately long time, but figured it didn't particularly matter since, well, who was going to know? It was just him and the stone statue. He crept closer to it, looking over the more bestial portions of the sphinx. Beneath her buxom and beautiful upper body was the body of a large, eagle-winged lion with a nest of serpents behind its mane. The lion's head was big enough for him to look at it eye to closed eye with ease. The mouth alone was big enough to swallow several men crammed together at once. He didn't know how wide it could open, as it was solidly shut, but he figured if it could open anywhere near as much as the real thing, well, he was certainly glad it wasn't the real thing.

The wings were wide enough for each one to cover two men laid on the floor, toe to head. And the serpent heads, much to his disturbance, came in a myriad of sizes. The smallest no bigger than a puff adder or viper, the largest akin to a large python or anaconda's head. His eyes finally settled on the paws, and each one was easily large enough to encompass his entire torso with room to spare, with claws that would likely be able to shred armor on the genuine article. The sphinx's face was calm and beautiful, her lips full, her cheekbones high and striking, her nose wide and round. He didn't know what the real sphinx's skin looked like, but he imagined it was similar to his own, lightly tanned like the sands of the desert. He pulled off his hood and ran a hand through his hair. She truly was a beauty.

He'd heard that sphinxes were once revered and worshipped as goddesses during the reign of the monster lords. They were beautiful, fearsome, and revered. If you could solve their riddles, they would give you wealth beyond imagining, assuming you could find them. And assuming you could solve their riddles, of course. If you failed, well. From what he'd heard, she... ate you. The merchant shrugged that part off, assuring him that so long as he was quick and quiet, he'd surely be able to make off before she was aware of his presence.

"Crazy old bat forgot to mention the sphinx here was made of stone. Well, at least I don't have to go skulking about over here to get to my treasure," Haru said triumphantly. "You aren't so scary, are you, old girl?" he chuckled, placing a hand on the snout of the lion's head, the only part of her body he'd be able to reach, even at his height.

Strange. This stone feels... softer... than I expected.

And then he felt it move.

He pulled his hand away like he'd been burnt, held in a hiss of surprise and stepped back as the snout of the sphinx wrinkled, and their eyes opened. They were bright red beacons that sent a chill down his spine. He heard a cracking sound as the stone covering the body of the sphinx shattered like glass and fell away in a cloud of dust and crashing debris. He took that opportunity to run and hide, of course. He stumbled behind a pillar and watched with hitched breath as the dust settled.

"Who has awoken me from my slumber?!" The sphinx bellowed in a voice that was both feminine and monstrous at the same time. If he'd been a man of weaker constitution, he was sure he'd have pissed himself. "Show yourself, trespasser!"

He squeaked silently, or so he hoped, and crept slowly through the shadows just out of the radius of the sconces' light. He was terrified, of course. Nearly scared shitless. The sphinx was alive, not made of stone, and very much unhappy to have been disturbed. Of all the monsters he could've run into down here, he was pretty sure a live, angry sphinx was the last he'd wanted to come across. That and maybe an Apophis. He'd heard they could be nasty. Kinky, but nasty.

"Come out now, trespasser, and yours will be a quick and painless death!" The sphinx shouted as she plodded around, sniffing the air.

Shit, she'll smell me for sure!

He crept closer and closer to the door, ducking behind cover as much as possible before he froze when he heard the sound of her investigating his satchel.

Oh fuck I left my satchel on the godsdamned floor!

He cursed himself a thousand times in an instant as the massive beast bent low and emptied the contents of his bag onto the stone floor tiles. His food, water, and everything else he needed to survive and get back out was on the floor in front of the angry, likely hungry sphinx who was hunting for him.

Shit, shit, shit, fuck, shit, fuck, fuck me, fuck my life, fuck everything and fuck a duck!

He cursed as he made for the door. It was too small for the sphinx to fit through, and he figured it was his best bet to get some type of breather to figure out his next move.

Get the gold, take a breath, figure out how to escape death.

In that order.

As he covered the last several yards between the last pillar of cover and the door, two things happened. One, a snake slithered past him on the floor, hissed at him, and made him trip. Two, the sphinx's monstrous lower half inhaled his scent from his pack and its ears flicked in his direction. As did the snake heads, and then the human head.

"You!" she growled in that bestial voice.

"Eeek!" he yelped in a decidedly unmanly voice. He fumbled for the door, tripped over the snake that narrowly missed biting him in the leg, and he fell, missing the knob by inches and missing what might've been his only shot at escape by the same amount. "Noooo!" he yelled, then scrambled. He could feel the ground shaking as the sphinx closed the distance. She was no more than a few hundred yards away but she closed the distance in seconds. As he struggled for the door knob one final time and twisted it, he pulled the door open, saw the glittering jewels and gold within, and watched it slam shut as a massive paw barred his exit.

"Not so fast, little man," the sphinx said in a low tone. He could feel her growl in his chest, and he turned slow to see the massive lion's head glaring at him, hot wafts of air blew upon his face as it bore down on him barely even a foot away. "Who are you, and how did you get into my chamber?" she asked, her tone becoming slightly less feral. Slightly.

"I-I-I am Haru and it... is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, mighty sphinx," he said, trying to even his tone and lower his pitch to a more manly level as he spoke. His heart was hammering his chest, and he was pretty sure she could hear it. In fact, he was pretty sure she could hear the sweat trickling down his face, and maybe even taste it a bit too, being a giant lion monster and all.

"Well, Haru, how did you end up here?" the sphinx asked, leaning forward to place her hands on the top of her lion half, which still bore down on him, mighty hand-sized fangs bored at him.

"Well, I ran into a crazy merchant who said that if I bought this map off him I'd find my riches and all I had to do was come to this abandoned pyramid in the middle of the desert and sneak past a sphinx... ahem..." he said, realizing that the last part probably should've been omitted.

"Oh really? And how is that going for you, human?" she asked, her human eyes, brilliant gold-ringed gems, were glaring through him.

"Well, I'd say it was going pretty well until I uh... woke you from your... I'm sure very deep and, uh... very pleasant slumber..." Haru stammered, then swallowed. "Sorry about that. You can go back to sleep if you want. I'll just take my leave, if it's all the same to you, actually. I'd rather just keep on living, I'm sure I can sell the map to some other idiot--I mean adventurous soul--and start over as camel herder or something."

"Oh no, human, it is far too late for that," she said, a predatory smile forming on her lips. "You see, you have entered my domain, attempted to steal my treasure, and all without answering my riddles, which I must say is very rude. Whatever am I to do about that?" she asked rhetorically.

"Simple, really! Let bygones be bygones, send me on my way with a stern talking to, and I'll be sure to tell the next person to come with a book of riddles! Assuming they can read, of course!" Haru offered, trying to sound enticing.

"Oh, but that simply won't do. You see, you are the one who entered my home, and so it is you who must answer my riddles..." she said, leaning forward over her massive leonine bulk. He tried very hard not to look at her breasts, but from the angle she was looking at him--towering above him by a good few feet--he was forced to look past their doughy peaks just to get a good look at her.

Her skin was light bronze, by the way. He was right about that.

"W... won't it?" he offered meekly.

"No, no it won't," she said, her smile widening to an even more predatory degree. She looked him up and down, and in that moment he felt like she was undressing him with her eyes. "Come." She said. Before he could answer, an anaconda-sized, jade-colored serpent swung down and wrapped behind his waste, carrying him as easily as he might a teddy bear. She deposited him in the middle of the room, a few dozen yards away from the door, and any hope of him being able to hide out of her reach. She placed her hands on her 'seat' at the top of the lion's head. "Tell me, Haru, how good are you at riddles?"

"Terrible, really. Never been one for words puzzles, I'm afraid!" he said hastily.

"Oh? Well then perhaps I should just do away with the formalities and eat you here and now, then?" she said nonchalantly. She opened her lion's mouth wide, exposing pulsing, pink flesh and gums and a large mat of a cherry-red tongue. There were thick webs of saliva sticking between her wide open jaws and he gazed into her quivering, pulsing throat with equal parts fear and odd arousal. The tongue extended out like a welcoming mat and he saw strange, fleshy tubes quivering in her throat at the top, pulsating and dripping more syrupy saliva. "Climb in, human. You know you want to..." she said in an unmistakably sultry voice. He looked up at her and saw her watching him intently, flashing her perfect white teeth and drawing her tongue slowly across her lips. The lion maw snapped shut.

"... R... riddles... right?" he stammered, pulling his eyes away from the yawning void and the mighty temptress at the head of it.

"Yes, my riddles. Answer three of them correctly, Little Haru, and whatever you want from my treasury is yours. Answer one of them wrong, however..." her mouth gaped open with speed, making a wet squelching, popping sound as the lion maw lunged forward at him and he covered his face. He felt its hot breath wash over him, and then felt a wet, heavy mass of flesh slide over his crotch, belly, chest, and face. His clothes were sopping wet in an instant. He felt like he wasn't wearing anything at all. "And I'll eat you up. No treasure, no freedom, just an intimate encounter with the inside of my stomach."

He opened his eyes and had to wipe the thick glue of saliva from them so he could see. "What... what's the first riddle?" he gulped.

She smiled, closed her eyes in contemplation, then opened them again after several long moments. He'd inched backward slightly in that time, briefly contemplating making a run for it. The serpents encircled him to ensure he didn't make good on the attempt.

"What walks on four legs at dawn, two by day, three at sunset, and eight at dusk?"

Oh fuck.

"Um... four at... dawn... two... three... eight..." he mumbled to himself, thinking hard and trying not to take notice of the serpent creeping over his lap. "A... a man! It's a man!"

Her smile deepened, "Very good, little Haru! A man is born crawling on all fours, then learns to walk on two legs before using a cane or "third" leg in their old age. Then, they are carried in their casket by eight legs at the end of their life. Onto the next one." The serpent was joined by another, then another, and they twined through his lap, their tongues flicking, their beady red eyes watching him intently. She leaned forward as her lion half dropped down onto its haunches in front of him, nearly catching his legs beneath their bulk. For now, her lion jaws were clamped shut, and he breathed a sigh of relief, though the beast half still watched him with a hungry glint in its eyes.

"I will entertain you for an age, but am gone by day, and when you open your eyes, you won't remember me. What am I?" she asked, folding her arms.

The serpents had settled into his lap. He'd made the mistake of trying to remove one of them and it lunged for his hand like he'd just stabbed it with a knife, wrapping around his wrist and settling its head in his palm, its forked tongue flicking at his fingers. He tried to concentrate on the question, but one of the anaconda-sized serpents had crawled up his back and settled on his shoulder, gazing at him. Its tongue flicked out and flitted on his cheek he tried to extricate it with his free hand, but thought better of it. He didn't want to risk losing it to the massive serpent, easily big enough to swallow his whole arm if it felt so inclined.

If she felt so inclined.

He corrected himself. All of this was part of one whole, was it not? All of this was the sphinx's body. From her majestic crown to her jiggling breasts, down her smooth belly and to her massive lion's head flanked by a nest of snakes. She flexed her wings as she leaned further forward, that hungry, predatory smile had returned to her beautifully terrifying face. She licked her lips again as she nearly came nose to nose with him.

"Do you have an answer, Little Haru?" she asked in that sultry voice. "Or have you given in?"

He shook his head, eliciting a hiss from the anacondas as its sister crept up his other shoulder and both heads twined around his body, binding him, as if they'd thought him attempting to escape and bound him further for good measure. How far could he really get? Her maw was mere feet away, easily capable of lunging and eating him in an instant. Her wings were stretched, now, folding around and blocking his escape further, not to mention the serpents that had wrapped themselves around his saliva-soaked frame. He watched with alarm as they popped his shoes off his feet. She opened her human mouth wide, her eyes lazily closing as she leaned forward. He didn't expect it, but even her human jaws could open to a disturbing degree, wide enough to cover his face.

"A dream! You're a dream!" he said hastily as he got an intimate look at her sharp teeth and multi-studded tongue. She was breathing on his face, but slowly, her eyes opened and her jaws hinged shut. He looked at her full, blue-green painted lips and marveled at how they'd been inches away from eating his face--literally.

"Yes..." she said finally, though he detected a hint of... disappointment? Was she disappointed that he'd answered two-thirds of her riddles? Why? "Now, for the final riddle," she said finally.

"Have at it," he said confidently, a smirk forming on his own face. The riddles weren't simple, but they were far from, impossible. She seemed to be relying on intimidating or distracting him in hopes of stymying his response. He hitched his breath again as he felt the serpents start flicking their tongues at his toes, then gasped as one found its way into his pant leg from below and had started slithering up toward his crotch. He squeaked, squirmed, and was held firm by the nest of serpents that had taken up residence on his person, the two thick anaconda-sized snakes twined around him and flashed the pink of their maws to stun him to compliance. He went still, then groaned internally as the serpent in his trousers paused at his crotch and flicked its tongue at the tip of his dick.

"If you insist," the sphinx said with a purr. He realized the error of his words too late as the serpent lunged forward with a hiss and engulfed the head of his cock. He squirmed reflexively, and one of the anaconda heads opened wide and closed around his face, gumming at it and lashing its long, thin tongue across his face as he struggled. He attempted to gasp, but the noise was muffled as the soft wet flesh of the snake's mouth bunched into his open mouth. His tongue ran over it reflexively as it intruded upon its domain, and he found the flesh to be faintly sweet and coated in saliva.

"Mmph! Mmmpf! Mmmh!" he grunted as the serpent chewed on his face and its smaller sister squirmed down his hardening length. He found himself swallowed in a sea of viridian scales as the serpents swarmed upon his body and started stripping him of his clothes. The anaconda released his face momentarily, and he gazed into the hungry, horny eyes of the sphinx.

"I am far and I am wide, nothing can escape my grasp, not even I. All things come unto me, but none return. I have feasted upon things larger than you could fully comprehend, and in the end, even you will be but dust caught in my vacuous pull. What am I?" she asked, her eyes seemed to shift in color, once bright yellow, then red, then blue-green, and back to yellow. Over and over until she was pressed noes to noes against him.

"I... I... you're..." he began, trying his hardest to decipher the riddle. He had never heard this one before. What was so big that it could swallow all things? What could feast on things 'larger than you could fully comprehend'? He didn't know. The serpent at his crotch had swallowed him whole. He could feel it pulsing, drawing on his length as it reached its full hardness. He squirmed as serpents licked at his balls, polishing them to a wet shine before engulfing them in two, hungry mouths. "No, no, I can't!" he gasped as serpents licked their way up his chest and latched onto his nipples. He let out a pleasure-pained yowl as the second anaconda head shoved its tongue in his ear and tongued the passage clean, slurping loudly and slovenly, drowning out all sound as it engulfed the top of his head. He felt her approach, heard her purring to herself as she drew herself to his unmolested ear.

"What... am... I?" she hissed, glancing her human tongue against the side of his face.

"I don't know!" he admitted finally, his resolve broken as the sphinx's serpents swarmed him, burying him in viridian flesh.

"Good," she moaned. "Now feed me!" she demanded.

His body was buffeted by pleasure. Where before the sphinx had only been trying to do enough to distract him, now she'd given up all pretenses of fairness or decorum. The serpents swarmed his body and buried him as the second anaconda head engulfed his from the top, tongue worming into his ear as the other lapped at his neck and chest. Small viper-sized heads had latched onto his nipples and begun sucking like they were trying to milk him as his cock was thoroughly sucked and gulped by the serpent leeched onto it. If he could see it, it would look like the snake had tried to fuse itself to his pelvis, so thoroughly had it swallowed him. The snakes on his testicles had equally rooted themselves, unwilling to leave a single inch of his crotch flesh exposed. Another viper head had wound its way to his perineum and begun licking up and down the sensitive band of flesh as he hitched and squirmed, his moans and protests muffled from within the anaconda's mouth.

"Delicious. Every single piece of you is delicious, Little Haru," Sphinx cooed as she licked her lips slowly. "I'm going to savor you, if you don't mind?"

He said something, muffled in a wall of snake flesh, but neither he nor she could hear it. He squirmed weakly, and the serpents took that as a personal affront because what little of him wasn't wrapped up was claimed. His brain misfired as he was unable to catch a breath, and he groaned loudly through the wall of flesh as his body seized and spasmed, fighting mightily against his serpentine bonds as he had the most powerful orgasm of his life. The snake eating his manhood swallowed his load like it was swallowing a rabbit with slow, peristaltic gulps, dragging on him and pulling his emissions out like a rope. The serpents on his balls sucked just as hard, pulling the flesh taught as they attempted to swallow his balls like their sister was swallowing his seed.

"Oh, my, I think we're getting carried away," Sphinx finally said, releasing him with a mighty effort as all her serpentine parts attempted to devour Haru. She extricated him slowly, mindful of the parts of herself that were fighting to keep him. The anaconda sucking on his head was the last to go after his balls, cock, perineum, and nipples were released. The mighty snake head attempted to swallow his shoulders before Sphinx managed to pull him free from herself with a mighty, sucking tug.

Haru gasped, delirious from pleasure and nearly suffocated by the hungry anaconda. The offending head came in for a last, glancing lick before slinking away to her flanks with the rest of her snakes. He looked into her eyes with his dark brown, beleaguered orbs. "I... where am I?" he asked finally, having nearly been sucked to death.

"You're safe, Little Haru, for now..." she said with a devious smile.

He came to his senses, realizing where he was and the danger he'd found himself in the arms of. She pressed him close to her human half, her bountiful, soft breasts squashed up against his chest as she held him close. "You never even learned my name, did you?"

"It's,.. Sanandra, isn't it?" he said, coming fully around.

"Yes," she said, her smile genuine and slightly less predatory, now. "How did you know?"

"It said it on the map. It's a beautiful name," he admitted. He meant that from the bottom of his heart. It was majestic and mysterious, like its owner.

"Keep talking like that, human, and I may just have to keep you," Sanandra said cheekily.

"So you won't eat me, then?" he asked hopefully.

"I said might. I haven't finished tasting you, yet. Though I must say the odds aren't in your favor... you really are delicious, you know that?" she said. As he opened his mouth to respond she lunged her long, pierced tongue from her lips and wormed it into his open mouth. By time he closed his lips, a half foot of thick, pink tongue flesh had found its way into his mouth. His tongue tried futilely to push the new guest out, but Sanandra's tongue battered his into submission and licked all over the inside of his mouth like she was trying to taste every inch of him. She glanced the top of his throat and he tried to cough before she forced her way down and made him reflexively swallow the appendage. Sanandra had inches to spare, however, and fed more tongue into him as he swallowed, wriggling down his throat like a hooked worm and nearly choking him before she recoiled it back into his mouth, jousted passionately with his beaten tongue, then pulled out of his mouth with a flick and a web of saliva connecting them.

"Yum," she beamed, her eyes hooded in ecstasy.

"That was... intense," he admitted.

"Oh, Little Haru, I've only begun to ravish you," she promised. She stripped him of what little clothes remained on his frame and nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent deeply and causing the tongue of her leonine half to lull out and slap the floor wetly. The beast half purred like a subsonic earthquake, vibrating him upon her back as Sanandra was bent overtop of him, rubbing her breasts into his naked, slippery chest as she took in his sent and ran her hands over his body. She was purring, hers was much more cat-like than the rumbling of her leonine half. He allowed himself to run his hands over her back and through her long black hair, enjoying her supple curves and soft skin. How such a powerful being could be so soft, he'd never understand.

"Go on, feel me up," she offered as she leaned back, exposing her front to him. "Men would die to lay hands on a body like mine," she boasted, thrusting her bosom forward as he slowly raised his hands. He was still uncertain of her. She was a danger to him, still, and he was all-too-aware that she still planned on eating him. And savoring the experience. He grabbed her breasts, his hands barely able to cover her dark areola. He looked at her nipples in earnest now and saw that they were pierced through with gold bars, just like the gold studs on her tongue and the gold earrings in her ears and her necklace. Even just Sanandra's jewelry would be worth a small fortune.

If I ever got out of here alive to sell it, that is.

He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, and Sanandra sighed in pleasure, lightly shaking her chest. Each breast was the size of two of his head put together, easily, and would be able to completely smother him if she ever felt so inclined. The nubs were big and hard, the teats long enough to suck on with room to spare. He marveled at them; they were like thick cow udders with a small hole in the center. He felt her hands creep up to the back of his head.

"Don't just look. Taste... suck them like you haven't drank in days," she cooed. She aimed his face at a nub and pulled him forward. At first he tried to fight it, not wanting to give the woman the satisfaction, but her breast enveloped his face, forcing him to open his mouth to breath--and let her nipple in. She plugged his mouth with her meaty nub and continued purring pleasantly as he relented and sucked on it. It was soft and surprisingly squishy. When he ran his tongue over it, it hardened and she let out a moaning sigh as something wet his tongue. It was thick, creamy, and mildly sweet.

Is this... milk?

He tried to eject the nub with his tongue but all it did was make her pull him deeper, rooting her nipple further in his mouth and forcing his whole mouth and tongue onto it. Realizing he wasn't going to get free unless he appeased her, he suckled hard and fast, making her mewl and squirt more milk--for that was what he knew it was, now--into his mouth.

"Yessss, yesssss, that's it... drink up, my darling Haru," she mewled, unable to hide her arousal. He was taken aback by how unabashedly horny the Sphinx was. Their kind was always portrayed as regally powerful. Now the one upon him was all that--and horny as a bag of lionesses to boot. She was insatiable, pulling him from one teat to the other hastily after he'd managed to drain the first one. He'd been hungry and thirsty before, but now his belly was sloshing with milk and he didn't know if he'd be able to drink anymore. "Drink up, Little Haru, you'll need all of Mommy's milk in order to give her a good, strong fucking," she sighed.

His belly full, he attempted to pull away, but found that Sanandra's tit was so large and pliant that it surged forward to engulf his face as he tried to turn his lips away. She leaked milk onto his cheek and sighed as his face rubbed against the sensitive nub, unable to fully extricate himself from her chest. Eventually she let up and he leaned back, her breasts red and dangling in front of him as she leered at him with hooded eyes, her twin ponytails dangling overtop of him. "Oh, look at how much of me you drank," she mused, running a hand over his belly and making him squeal reflexively, attempting to cover it as she prodded and rubbed it with her hands.

"Don't worry, little human, you'll be filling me up just the same, soon," she said with a dark glint in her eye. He tried to squirm away, but she leaned back ontop of him, squashing him down between her human torso and her lion back, running her fingers through his hair as she licked and kissed him. "There is no escape for you. You failed your last riddle and must pay the price."

"You didn't exactly give me a fair fight," Haru countered.

"Didn't I?" Sanandra asked rhetorically.

"You were molesting me the whole time! The last question you were literally eating me with one of your snakes!" Haru accused. "I was nearly swallowed whole!"

"Oh, come now, it hardly made a difference," Sanandra dismissed with a roll of her eyes, "you wouldn't have guessed the answer anyway, nobody ever guesses the answer to that riddle, which is why I never--eep!" she clapped her hands over mouth.

"Which is why you never what?!" Haru pressed, leaning forward and grabbing her hands. "Why you never what?!"

"I never... use it..." she finally admitted. Her wings, which had puffed up like they were about to take flight, deflated. Her serpents hissed sadly, and her lion harumphed in defeat.

"So why did you use it on me? If it's impossible to answer, why did you use it on me?!" Haru asked, his anger peaking. He'd been about to have it all, wealth, prestige, adventure. All down the drain because of an impossible riddle. "How's that fair?"

"You were going to steal my treasure without even answering my riddles!" She shot back, leaning forward in anger, now. "How is that fair?"

He went still; she had a fair point, "It isn't, and I'm sorry... but you could've given me a riddle that someone'd actually beaten before, at least," he said, lacking as much conviction, now. She was leaned over top of him again and he was painfully aware of the fact that she could devour him right now in a half dozen different ways if she so chose. He had been beaten, after all.

"Well, perhaps if you hadn't tried to run and hide I would've given you an easier riddle," Sanandra suggested. "Really, when you think about it, it's all your fault."

"How? And why wouldn't I run and hide? You're like ten feet tall where you're at right now, without even standing. You've got a lion's head that could swallow me like candy, snakes that could bite me a hundred times before I could blink twice, and paws the size of my torso! What sane man wouldn't run from that?"

"... Do you really think my lion head could swallow you like candy?" she asked, her cheeks reddening.

"Easily," Haru insisted. "I don't think I'd even be able to put up much of a fight."

"You'd be... naked... defenseless... helpless, even," she continued.

He didn't like that look in her eyes. She was crawling forward on her clawed hands. He tried to scoot away but the lion head leaned up and serpents wrapped around his ankles. "No one could hear your cries for help. I could toss you around in my mouth and suck on you and lick you until you melted on my tongue like candy..." she said, her eyes glazed over, drool leaking from her mouth. He heard the lion's tongue slap on the floor again as it groaned, and he knew it was drooling too.

"Let's... let's not get carried away. I mean I'd put up a little bit of a fight, I might cut you or something, heh!" he said, trying and failing to squirm away.

"You wouldn't cut me, would you, Haru? You wouldn't hurt a beautiful goddess like me, it'd be sacrilege," she purred playfully. "Besides, you're naked as the day you were born. My girls saw to that," she smirked.

The snakes released his ankles, the lion grumbled and he was unceremoniously slid to the floor in front of the mighty beast. He scrambled back as the lion looked upon him, smiled, and bore its teeth. "Yes, we could just eat... you... up," Sanandra said. The lion mouth opened wide, flashing that gaping void again as Haru scrambled backward to his feet and made to run. An anaconda took his legs out from under him, and before he could even realize he was on his stomach he felt the beast bearing down with a roar and a wash of hot breath baking his body. He yelped, scrambled with his arms and legs, then felt his legs seized in a wall of hot, slimy flesh that wrapped around them. He looked down and saw the beasts massive, carpet of tongue had ensnared him like a slug, lathering him down with its juices as the mouth hung open, dripping saliva.

"I told you to feed me, Little Haru. Now you're going to do just that," she sung to herself pleased.

"Please... we can do another riddle, all or nothing!" Haru offered as the tongue drew him in.

"Okay!" Sanandra chimed eagerly as her tongue pulled him into the mouth and the lips plopped shut, leaving only his head and shoulders exposed. "One more riddle to end them all. This one is easy, I think," she giggled. He yelped as he felt the tongue lapping at his feet, legs, buttocks, then cock. It was swirling around him like a lollipop, knocking his cock and balls around and causing him to grow hard. It prodded at him with the tongue tip, at his side, his buttocks, then between the cheeks at his pucker before switching to his cock--and staying there. It wiggled and prodded at him, making it all the harder to concentrate. He squirmed, and that only excited her further. Her tongue swirled around him and licked all over his body as he let out a moan. She giggled. "Doomed from the start, I did foolishly embark, and plot a new horizon to chart. Now I am squeezed, humbled with ease, and savory sweet like a tart?"

"I know this one!" He managed as the lion began sucking on him loudly. "It's m--"

The lion sucked him in, trapping him in its mouth as its tongue had its way with him. It buffeted him and drooled saliva all over him. He found himself in a thick pool of it, though he couldn't see, blinded in the hot, cloying dark as he was. He tried to escape, but his hands slipped out from under him as soon as he tried to crawl, and the tongue slathered his back like it was basting him in its juices. It groaned before the tongue pushed on his backside and popped his head back out from its thick, puffy black lips.

"I'm sorry, dear, I couldn't hear you. What was your answer?" Sanandra toyed with a wicked grin.

"I said the answer is--"

He was sucked back in again, and this time his legs were deposited at the tip of her throat, where all the cloying fleshy tubes were. They rubbed and shuddered against him, marinating him in hot slobber and making his flesh soggy and tingly. He tried to crawl back out, but the sphinx grumbled and the throat seized around him, trapping him. The mouth opened one final time, he saw the light of the sconces and the pyramid chamber. The tongue buffeted him, the fleshy tubes squirmed and crawled over every inch of his body, and one of them had violently sucked in his cock, and was milking it with oppressive, hungry suction. He squirmed, it held firm, it sucked and drew on him as the tongue wobbled beneath his sunken fingers. He came with a cry. The sphinx made a sharp, piercing moan.

"One more time, Little Haru. If you fail this riddle, I daresay you'll never see the light of day again. What is your answer?" Sanandra asked, mocking concern. She'd begun playing with her pussy with wet squelches. "Tell me, dear," she said, unable to hide a whimper. "What is the answer?"

"The answer is me--"

The lips sealed shut, he heard her moan and roar all at once, and he was swallowed down into her esophagus, then squeezed slowly and steadily into her stomach. He squirmed and cried out the entire time, and Sanandra moaned in shuddered in response. He was deposited in her gut with a farting squelch as the sphincter at the top of her stomach squeezed taught around his body and he was slowly squeezed into her belly. When his head was fully deposited it cinched shut and he laid down in a pool of thick, gooey fluid, much more viscous than her spit.

"Welcome to your new home, dear. It can be a bit cramped, but I'll make sure to accommodate you as best I can," he heard her say, rumbling through her walls.

"Let me out! I answered your riddle!" Haru shouted.

"Did you? You were rather too busy making all that noise, I hadn't noticed. A pity. You almost got free, too," she mused with a chuckle.

"You were never going to let me go, were you? I was doomed from the start," Haru realized finally. "If I'd gotten the riddle right you'd have tried to entice me with another, then another, and failing that you'd have swallowed me up soon as I tried to leave with your treasure."

Sanandra sighed, then walked a few paces to her throne, in front of the stairs to the treasury. She sat down, her belly large and full. She rubbed a meaty paw over it, as well as a delicate human hand. "We sphinxes can live exceptionally long times, you know. Hundreds, sometimes thousands of years. I sat here for nearly two hundred without a single visitor. I'd started to think I'd never see another soul again. And then you came," she said. He felt something slither across his legs in the dark, and he tried to squirm away as it glanced over him again, followed by another slithering something. "How long would I have to wait again, to have another meal? How long until I could feel a body in my belly, filling me completely? How long until I had a partner? Another hundred years? Maybe five? I couldn't wait. I had waited long enough..." she resolved finally. Her expression was somber and thoughtful. "You are handsome, you are clever and determined enough to reach this place. You are young... and you are male. I simply couldn't help myself, I'm sorry," she admitted, sounding genuinely sorry. "A girl can only hold out for so long..."

The slithering things had wrapped around his torso and begun crawling towards his face. He didn't know what they were, what they looked like, but they felt smooth and worm-like. They rippled against him. "Are you going to kill me?" he asked finally, resigned to his fate.

She smiled.

"Why, Haru, I said I would devour you, I never said I'd kill you in the process. What would I do then? Sit alone in this dark chamber for another thousand years? Oh, no. I want you, I need you alive. To pass the time, to sate my cravings and desires... to keep me company," she said the last part in a small, meek voice. "We've only just begun to get to know each other. And, indisposed as you are, it looks to me like you have all the time in the world to tell me about you and the world outside..."

The worming things had found his face. One lapped away at his cheek and ear while the other planted itself firmly on his mouth. It stretched its maw open and engulfed his face. He realized that he was thoroughly trapped, now. Destined to be licked, sucked, teased, and eaten by the sphinx, tortured with the distant prospect of escape, if only he could solve one last riddle to earn his escape.

"I told you to feed me, Haru. And I'm still so very, very hungry... for you," she moaned. She would regurgitate him in time, after he'd softened up a bit and become a bit more malleable. She hadn't even gotten to feel him in her pussy yet, of course.

But now we have all the time in the world...