After a time the snake started to squeeze and move around her arm, and she realized it was trying to expel her once again. It flexed its jaws around her, and she moved her fingers experimentally inside it, feeling her hand cradled in thick, soft flesh inside it. It had clearly swallowed as much of her as it could, and she waited patiently for its next move. She sat there, with the snake engulfing her arm almost to the elbow. The snake's mouth stretched wider and wider as it swallowed her arm, and it finally came to a stop.
The snake moved slowly up her arm, soaking her skin as it swallowed her, and she shivered as her hand probed slowly down its gullet, knowing she was feeling what the mouse had felt. Tiny teeth scratched the back of her hand, and moved down to her wrist as her hand pushed into the slimy passage. Its neck bulged around her, and she watched the creature begin its rhythmic swallowing motions again. The snake pulled itself laboriously over her hand, and Beth breathed deeply as her hand entered its throat. It was soft and slimy as before inside the snake, and she held her hand still as the snake stretched around it. Her fingertips reached the throat opening again, and she felt the flesh soften and relax before her, letting her fingers enter the gullet. She felt the wet folds in its mouth begin to stretch around her fingers, and caught her breath as the snake stretched its mouth around her entire hand this time. It began to twist its head back and forth again, and she kept her fingers together as the snake began to move its jaws over her hand. She inserted her fingers, this time holding them gently together, and let the small snake mouth her as before. It moved slowly to her hand, and she smiled as the snake opened its mouth once again. She presented a somewhat larger mouse, and then held her hand out to the snake. The small, squirming lump moved slowly through the snake's long neck to come to rest in its midsection, and the girl shuddered as she thought of the soft, slimy folds that had pulled and squeezed her fingers.Īt the next feeding, Beth locked the doors again before letting the snake out on the table.
In a few moments, the snake had the mouse in its jaws, and the creature's terrified bleating was quickly muffled as the snake worked the mouse down its throat. With her left hand, she pushed the mouse forward, and the snake turned toward it. She looked back at the snake as it opened and closed its mouth, easing its jaws back into place. The snake lay on the table as she looked at her fingers, wet and glistening under a coating of saliva. After a while it finally relaxed, and then she felt it squeeze her fingers in its throat, gently pushing them out of its mouth. She waited patiently, and the snake held her for nearly an hour, writhing and twisting around her hand as it tried to swallow her. Keeping her hand in its mouth, she watched with amusement as the snake kept trying to swallow more of her, but its mouth stopped against her hand. Soon they were deep inside its neck, and she could feel wet and slippery flesh inside the snake as it swallowed her fingers to the knuckles. As it pushed over her, her fingers slipped into its throat, and she stared as the small snake methodically swallowed her fingers. She moved the fingers slightly in its mouth, but it was not deterred, and reached to hold her fingers more securely. It began to twist its head back and forth, and she watched it walk its jaws over two of her fingers. Beth was surprised, but remained still and let the snake continue. The snake touched her right hand several times, and then began to fit its mouth around her fingers.
The small snake nosed at the mouse, and then nosed at her hands as she held the mouse for it. The mouse cowered back against her as the snake nosed at it, and she pushed it forward gently to the middle of the table.
Opening the cage door, she let the creature out onto the table, and brought out the small mouse. It was feeding time, so she locked her doors and then lifted the cage onto her table. And now, at age 6 months, the creature was beginning to respond to her.
Beth had played with the snake since it was a baby.