Brendan climbed into the shower with his snakey mistress and looked down at the reptile coiled near his feet. Her face looked up to him and she smiled dreamily. "Pick me up?"
"Of course, mistress." Brendan grinned, and hoisted the weighty top section of Vipress's body over his shoulder, letting her wrap the remainder of her coils around his naked body.
Vipress swung her neck around Brendan's shoulders and stared him in the eyes. There was definitive love and lust in her gaze, something deep and unspoken. "That wasss wonderful, sssslave." She nuzzled her lips to his and smiled. "You have pleassssed your missstresss beyond her expectationssss."
The teen gulped and blushed, charmed by his snake's affection, her warm breath on his lips. He remembered her threats in the basement, the cold regard for his humanity, not wanting to learn his name. This was different. "Thank you, mistress. I-I enjoyed it too."
She kissed him again, softly, tenderly. Her long forked tongue slipped into his mouth, and Brendan let his own tongue slip between her lips. Again, he felt her fangs, tickled the roof of her mouth, even as her serpentine forks tickled and tasted him in return. Her body coiled tighter around him, hugging him close to her. At last, they broke their kiss.
"Turn on the water..." She whispered, smiling. "Make it nice and hot."
Brendan complied happily, approaching the tap with Vipres still wrapped around him and running warm water before turning on the shower to full blast. The snake soaked in the water, cleansed, an experience she had never felt before, and let the drops of hot water fall from her glassy scales. She raised her head into the stream of water and soaked, exhilerated.
Brendan smiled at his mistress's sensual display and proceeded to grab the soap, lathering the two of them and exploring every inch of vipress's long powerful body with his hands. In no time, she was returning the favor, stroking her scales and plates over his soft human flesh.
The shower grew steaming hot, and once more Brendan found himself aroused. The snake, too, was clearly flushed. She kissed and fondled her slave, ground against him under the hot water, and teased his manhood along. Her tailtip brushed the tap, turning the heat up further, and the steam overtook them.
"The sssspray." Vipress gasped. "Can you reach it?"
Brendan gulped, stuck his hand out of the shower curtain, and grabbed the bottle of pink potion in his hand, bringing it into the shower with them. The Vipress considered, blushing.
"Ssssshould I drink sssssome more?" She asked Brendan, smiling seductively. "Sssshould I grow into an even bigger and more powerful misssstressss?"
Brendan blushed deeply, wondering how extreme her size and strength could really get. And then an idea hit him. "Mistress?" He asked softly, "What would happen if *I* had some?"