Kayla's Demise

 Dr. Thompson contacted his first choices for the next part of his ‘study’ about two weeks after he had fed Cassie to the snake. Cassie’s disappearance wasn’t big news at all. It was a while before anyone noticed her gone. There didn’t seem to be much concern about it and more importantly none of it was directed at Dr. Thompson.

His next goal was to establish if the snake had a preference between the sexes. It’s only known meals were female, but he wondered if that was just because that was what was provided for it to eat. His plan was to have an incapacitated male and a female who was able to move and fight and see if the snake chose the easy meal.

He was pleased to find his first choice of girl was eager to participate. The ridiculously generous reward made him doubt that anyone would pass it up, but it still felt good. Her name was Kayla. She had brown hair with a bright pink stripe in it. She’s twenty years old and is no longer in contact with her family. She said she hated her life back in her hometown and never wants to go back there again.

Dr. Thompson sat in a café at the Student Center and waited for the girl to arrive. She came in dressed in jean shorts, t-shirt and flip-flops. He went over the experiment that she thought she would be doing with her and again got affirmation of her interest. He had her sign some paperwork as well and they set up the time to meet. He informed her just like he did Cassie to dress ‘Business Casual.’

Dr. Thompson let Kayla into the lab. She had come dressed more nicely than he had expected. She wore a crisp white button down top, a gray knee length skirt that fell to a few inches above her knees and black 4” high heel pumps. She was also wearing very sheer skin-tone pantyhose; it was hard to tell that she had anything on her legs.

Kayla’s heels clicked loudly on the concrete floor as they walked down the corridor to the snake’s enclosure. She was surprised that something like that could exist on her college’s campus. It looked like a high-tech military research facility. They stopped.

“It takes a while to get this door open,” Dr. Thompson said.

“I can’t believe this place,” she said.

He gave his fingerprint and retina scan and entered a code. The door started to rise.

“Please,” he said, “Head into the chamber.”

She hesitantly stepped inside the snake’s enclosure. She took deep breaths as she heard the door start to close behind. Her heart began to race as she looked to her left and saw an unconscious man on the ground. She ran over to him unaware that something was following her. She started to kneel down to check on the man when she felt something around her right ankle.

She yelped and tried to pull away. She strained to pull away from what had wrapped around. She looked behind her and became even more frantic as she saw the massive snake behind her. With all her might she managed to get her ankle free, losing her shoe in the process. Using all her force to free her ankle made her stumble and fall. She got onto her hands and knees and saw the snakes open jaws moving at her.

Kayla tried to crawl backwards and stand up, but it was too late. The snake’s jaw closed around her head. She fell onto her stomach as the snake’s head returned to the floor. Her arms flailed and her legs kicked desperately. Her screams were muffled in the snake as she felt the force sucking her into the snake.

Her shoulder and elbows were pulled into the giant snake. She was trying to twist away from the snake as she went deeper. Dr. Thompson watched from the glass. Her shoeless foot had revealed that her sheer pantyhose had a reinforced toe. Her toenails were painted black. Her finger gave a final visible wiggle before they too disappeared into the snake.

Her legs kicked and twisted causing her skirt to rise. Almost all of her legs were exposed as the sexy nylon reflected the artificial light. She started kicking more powerfully and her remaining shoe flew off smacking loudly against the wall. She kept kicking until the snake had her knees swallowed. Her ankles twisted and her toes flexed. She screamed, but it was barely audible outside the snake.

Her lower legs slid into the serpent. Just her feet were exposed. Then it was just her toes. Then Kayla was gone. The giant snake had a large bump that was still wiggling slightly. The snake went and curled up in a corner.

Dr. Thompson entered the enclosure a few minutes later carrying a syringe. He injected the fatal medicine into the man’s arm before dragging his body from the enclosure. He was looking forward to reviewing the recording of Kayla’s demise.