The hag’s lair

WARNING: This story contains violence and death, so please don’t read it if you are squeamish about those sorts of things.

The old hag lives alone on a tiny and remote Pacific island. To many years spent toiling in the hot sun has left her dark-native skin, once lustrous, wrinkled and ugly, her ample breasts droop almost down to her waist, the hags hair (the few clumps that remain) are completely white, her front teeth long gone make her rare smiles appear as evil sneers. All of these features combined, serve to render the hags age almost indeterminable. The only outward signs of vitality can be seen within her sharp hypnotic dark eyes. Looking into them one is filled with, and just rightly so, a feeling of dread, for within their depths lies an evil as horrible as to be unspeakable amongst decent folk.

Hag, is the only name she has ever known, she feels sure that at some time in her miserable life she actually did have a proper name, but to many years have passed for her to remember. The hag for all her shortcomings does however have a single redeeming feature, and that is she is the most powerful shaman in the entire pacific-rim.

Whilst it is true that she is the only human (should you choose to see her that way) on the tiny island, she is by no means the sole inhabitant, for the island has another community, equally as cruel and evil as the old hag, lizards! More specifically carnivorous Lizards, the adults nearly the size of crocodiles and twice as dangerous for these are no ordinary reptiles they are of the Komodo family, a rare and dangerous beast that myth would have us believe are related to dragons. These creatures live in very tightly controlled communities that follow an intricate set of social rules. By far the most dangerous are the males and specifically the males that have reached the age of sexual maturity. The female of the species is however more terrifying to any potential victim as she will use the most imaginative ways to teach her young how to trap, capture and devour their prey, the male lizards simply rip their victims throat and hold them down firmly while their death rattle slowly abates, then they eat.

There is not a creature on the island, save the old hag that is safe from the lizards, which is in itself is a complete mystery, perhaps even they are to repulsed by the hag to consider her a source of food, but more likely they also fear the evil power that emanates from within her. Another theory may be that they recognize her contribution to the community? Many times in the past they have come upon pray, staked and tied to the ground, alive, and ready to be devoured. They are always aware of her presence at those times, but it bothers them not, for they instinctively know she poses no threat to them.

The hag reminisces 

It had been three months since the hag was last able to feed her pets. That is an unusually long time; she pondered, as her eyes scanned the blue horizon looking for travelers. It was well known far and wide that the only restitution the hag would accept for her magic was slaves, she preferred males, especially young ones, but she would on occasion accept the odd young female. She smiled when she thought back to those golden days, three summers ago, well they were golden for her, but not for the village on the island of Toapi. A horrible plague had befallen the islands community, at that time no one understood it was measles introduced by white sailors, but  it mattered not to the hag for her remedies could cure almost any known disease. Second sons, youngest children and even elderly relatives were brought to her by way of payment for curing first born, or a chief’s favorite wife or an important hunter. Her pets had feasted that summer. She still remembered the look of revulsion on the face of the chief as he reluctantly handed over his youngest son, a boy only twelve summers old, so as he could have the hag cure his favorite wife. The boy had been most entertaining as slowly he had been devoured by a female and her young, slowly was the operative word, it had taken him almost a whole night to die.

Meanwhile, on an island not to far away

Father and son, both white, were staked out on the high tide line. Both were naked, a sheen of sweat on their bodies made their pearly white skin glisten in the early morning sun. The father, an anthropologist, had made a terrible mistake it was now going to cost both he and his son their lives. Reverently he turned his head and looked lovingly upon his only child, 15 years of age, so young and so beautiful and still completely innocent of the ways of the world. The lad had the same slim build as he, but his body was still maturing, his penis and testicles were large for his age, but not as yet fully grown, a sprinkling of curly reddish brown hair was just starting to develop around the base of his cock. His stomach was flat and smooth, not yet muscular but no longer rounded his skin is flawless. He watched intently as the bright blue vane on the boy’s throat pulsed from exertion as he tried to free himself from his bounds.

Suddenly a shadow fell over the father and he looked up to see the village elders slowly surrounding him, for the court has been convened and a verdict rendered. He waited apprehensively for them to speak.

“This white man has cost us the life of the chief’s favorite son,” said the elder glaring angrily at him.

“No, no you don’t understand, the child had the measles it was to late I couldn’t help him, I, I am not a doctor of medicine you have to understand!” he stuttered pleadingly, but his words fell on deaf ears.

His son Samuel began to sob and beg, which earned him a sharp kick in the ribs from an elder, “Silence boy”.

“The chief took your advice rather then doing what we have always done and that is to make a sacrifice to the old witch on Maligo, and now his son is dead and you are to blame” He pointed his gnarly finger at the professor.

“its not right, you can’t sacrifice the life of one person to save another, that woman of which you speak is evil and the island she lives on is full of unspeakable horrors, feeding innocent men women and children to carnivorous lizards, its, its ungodly.” His voice trailed off as he was at a loss for words.

“Speak not of ungodly to us, you are the one that brought about the death of our favorite son, enough, we no longer care to listen to you.” He said angrily.

“The punishment shall now be told to you…” he said as he stood back and let his words be absorbed by both of them. Samuel closed his eyes and tried to be somewhere else, but a sharp toe in the ribs brought him back to the here and now.

“Firstly, you!” he pointed at the professor. “Will be released into the jungle, where you will have until the sun is at its azimuth to run, at that time our hunters will search for you, the hunter that kills you will have the pleasure of selling your only son to the witch, and receive his reward!” exclaimed the elder proudly.

The gathered hunters gazed longingly at the beautiful white fifteen year old tied to the ground, under their loin clothes their penises began to stiffen.

At first the professor didn’t understand, then realization slowly dawned on him and he began to beg and plead, for he no longer cared for his own life but the thought of his only son being devoured by lizards after being raped by the hunters filled him with revulsion. He begged them to sell him to the hag instead he offered to go along willingly if only they would free his son. But it was to no avail.

Samuel sobbed inconsolably, over and over he called to his father, “please father don’t let them do this, I don’t want to be eaten alive I want to live, please father”

But there was nothing they could do…

So it was at half an hour before noon that they released the father from his bonds. He already had a plan, he would make a run for the cliffs on the other side of the island, where upon he would leap to his death and not give any one particular native the satisfaction and subsequently the reward of having killed him, it was the only way he could think, to save his son. So with strength he didn’t even know he possessed he ran as fast as he could through the thick undergrowth, just as he was about exhausted he saw a break in the jungle and beyond that the crystal clear blue water of the pacific ocean.

The professor rested with his hands on his knees, catching his breath. For a moment he considered with much sadness his life, and equally as much joy his only child, the thought made him smile, but instead of smiling he should have jumped for standing poised not ten feet behind him was the first hunter.

The hunter instinctively knew where the white man would go, for his plan would have been the same, using a different and longer but faster route he had arrived at the cliffs seconds after the white man, and now the white man was getting ready to jump. He raised his spear and with the precision of an experienced hunter threw it with all his might and watched as it hurtled towards its target.

The professor was poised to jump when suddenly he was hit hard from behind and he stumbled. It a took a second for him to realize what had happened, when he looked down he saw the bloodied point of the spear protruding from his chest and exactly at that moment in time he knew he had lost. The spear had passed directly through his heart and he died almost instantly. Slowly he sank to his knees, but did not fall all the way to the ground as he was propped kneeling backwards in a most macabre way by the spear, his lifeless eyes stared out to sea.

For two hours Samuel lay tied to the stakes in the midday son, for a while he had dozed off, exhaustion had gotten the better of him, but then the village children had taunted him, at first the guard watching them shooed them away but eventually he lost interest and watched on curiously, as long as they weren’t injuring the boy, then what harm could be done, the child was doomed anyway. He felt sorry for the boy, he had a son about the same age, but he pushed those thoughts out of his mind as he watched a little girl of about ten years of age approach the tied-up boy.

At first the little girl stood back cautiously, then she reached down and pinched Samuel foot, he cursed her, but he was so tightly tied there was little he could do to prevent her tormenting him. She realized this and her courage slowly increased, now she kneeled between his legs and looked curiously upon Samuel white cock and balls. She had never seen an uncircumcised cock before and certainly not a white one. Slowly she reached out and took hold of his cock by his foreskin. She stretched his penis pulling on the loose skin until it was almost at breaking point and Samuel screamed out in pain, she let go and it slapped back painfully against his thigh, and the girl giggled.

The little girl then proceeded to torment him, she pinched his nipples so hard that they almost bled; she pulled his hair, twisted his nose and slapped him when he cursed her. Never before had Samuel encountered evil in one so young. Finally she was interrupted by shouts of excitement and she let go off his nose and turned to see what was happening.

Samuel could not lift his head high enough to find out what the ruckus was all about but he heard the men excitedly approaching him, suddenly there was a thud next to his head and Samuel turned sideways to look. He screamed in horror as his eyes fell upon the dismembered head of his beloved father, the sightless head staring back at him, Samuel screamed and screamed and screamed until he could scream no more.

By dusk there was no fight left in Samuel while the hunter untied him from his stakes, Samuel allowed his body to be pulled this way and that until finally he was free from his bonds. He had long ago lost all circulation within his legs and could not walk so the hunter merely dragged his limp body along behind him.

For all of that night the hunter did unspeakable things to him, but he no longer cared, he only grunted as he felt the mans huge black cock push its way between his smooth white buttocks and enter him. Many times that night the hunter and his friends used Samuel in this way. Finally he passed out and no longer felt anything.

The hag has a new customer

Somehow the hag sensed rather then knew that there was a canoe out there, she rose unsteadily from her sleeping mat and got to her feet, she glanced out the door and scanned the beach front, still she saw naught, but none the less she knew.

Sure enough, shortly after she spotted the canoe crossing the reef, two people on board, she observed.

The Villager was rigid with fear as he approached the island of Maligo, he kept reminding himself that he would be safe that the Hag would reward him for his offering, but still the fear gripped him, if he could help it he would not even set foot on that evil island.

Samuel lay tied passively in the front of the canoe, twice on the four hour journey he had attempted to jump overboard to save himself from his horrible fate which he knew awaited him on that god forsaken island, but each time the man had reached over the side and pulled him back into the canoe, finally tying Samuels foot to the wooden cleat. Samuel was almost comatose with fear as he saw the island slowly become larger as they approached the lagoon.

The hag stood on the beach and waited patiently, she was attired in her official garb, a shrunken human skull sat perched on the end of her wooden staff, human teeth hung in a necklace around her withered neck, she wore a simple grass skirt, and when she observed the small white boy tied up in the front of the canoe she smiled and shrieked excitedly.

The villager was speechless, he tried not to look into the evil witches eye but he was drawn to them none the less and she held his gaze easily. She looked into the heart of the man and sensed his fear, the knowledge filled her with pride, for despite her age and withered body she was still a formidable adversary.

“Why have you come to my island!” she demanded

“I come with merchandise to sell, ooh great and honorable mother” he said in as placatory tone as he could manage.  

“Merchandise, say you?” The hag asked, as spittle ran down her chin. She looked into the canoe, “show me this merchandise!” she croaked at him.

The Villager untied Samuel from the wooden cleat and dragged him by the arm out of the canoe. He was naked and the water made his flawless skin glisten enticingly, the hag drew a sharp breath at the beauty of the boy.

The hag observed the Reddish brown hair, pale almost translucent white skin, gray eyes, the smooth flat chest, not yet muscular, the small thin waist, almost girlish, the relatively large penis and balls, the strong hairless legs and the almost dainty feet that clearly had not seen much harsh labor.

“And what is it you wish in return for this merchandise?” asked the Hag.

The villager had not even considered being asked this question, he just assumed that she would make him an offer and that he would have to accept her proffering. He looked blankly at her, somewhat confused… “The standard payment,” he stuttered uncertainly.

Suddenly the Hag shrieked with laughter, “the standard payment is that I let you leave my island alive” she replied, as she watched the crestfallen expression upon the villagers face.

She knew full well that she would never again see a slave from his island group if she were not to reward him in some way or the other, so she softened her position somewhat. “I will give you a potion, for it will make you irresistible to any female you seek to bed” she offered magnanimously, at first she was confused by the look of disappointment in his eyes, then she added, or should I say MALE you wish to bed and instantly a smile beamed back at her.

So it was settled, the hag had certain potions, pheromones in fact that would have the desired effect, for she had herself used them many times on her countless victims. The villager waited impatiently on the beach, looking about nervously for any signs of the evil dragons that he knew to be the hags, pets. The boy rested sitting on his knees by his side, sobbing once again.

Finally the business was concluded and the Hag offered to let the villager stay over night to have a fresh start in the morning but he had absolutely no desire to do so, instead he almost planed across the water as he rowed swiftly back out to sea, leaving the boy kneeling by the hags side on the beach.

She knew the boy would not be able to understand her dialog, and she cared not, for she would get what she wanted from him without a word being spoken. She reached down and lifted his chin up so as his face was visible and she looked into his eyes. Instantly she sensed the fear and weakness within, easy to control makes it much better she thought to herself.

Suddenly Samuel felt the eyes not only upon him but reach into his very soul, and he knew within an instant the he was powerless against her will. Stand up they instructed, and so he did, as slowly he got to his feet. Show me true desire her eyes commanded.

Samuel’s eyes glazed as his pupils dilated, his lips parted slightly, his stance became more provocative as he pushed his hips out, his penis began to harden and the expression upon his face was one of true desire.

The Hag laughed loudly, her power over the boy was complete, for he had no will of his own. She gazed hungrily on his smooth youthful form, his penis although not large was not small either, she reached out and wrapped her bony fingers around his shaft and once again smiled as he willingly thrust his hips out towards her outstretched hand. Slowly she stroked the silky smooth but at the same time, hard as a rock, penis, she marveled at nature’s creativity in making such an appendage.

The hag led the defenseless almost zombie like boy into her hut, she had to have him inside her, to feel his life force pumped deep into her womb, she had to possess the very essence of him and her need was immediate. She made lay down flat on his back as she stripped off her grass skirt and straddled his naked thighs. Without hesitation she directed his painfully erect member to her aged and wrinkled cunny, it mattered not to the boy for he was so befuddled by the hag, such was the power she had over his mind.

Instantly she plunged down on the boy and felt his shaft penetrate deep within her, she shrieked with pleasure as urgently she began to pump him. Soon the old hag was tiring, swiftly she lay on her back and spread her legs, the boy followed her like a rutting beast and within seconds was back inside her, pumping for all he was worth. The expression on his youthful face was priceless thought the hag as he slowly moved her closer to a climax. Suddenly the boy stiffened and she felt the hot rush of his semen expelled from the end of his penis and squirt deep inside her, yet he continued to pump her until finally he had no more to give. The hag however was not yet satisfied albeit she was close. She ordered the boy to perform oral sex on her and without hesitation he removed his limp cock from within her and literally dove head first in between her thighs where he proceeded to suck hungrily on her withered clit. Soon the hag could take no more and she screamed wildly as she had her first orgasm in months. The boy rested contentedly on his knees and watched her as she came down from her climax. She glanced down and saw that he was once again erect and she smiled.

This time she had the boy suck on her nipples while he pumped her, having taken the edge of his sexual urge by already cumming once, this time the boy was more measured and the Hag enjoyed the prolonged stimulation. The child seemed to have boundless energy, for countless minutes he pumped her relentlessly until finally his entire body stiffened and once again he squirted his youthful load deep into her loins.

Finally the Hag could take no more.

She ordered the boy to go outside and sleep but no further than the edge of her camp for she warned him that there were creatures out there that would devour him should he attempt to escape, if indeed there is such a thing as escape from a small island in the middle of the ocean.

Samuel was in a daze as slowly he began to regain control over his mind. It wasn’t as if his memory was blanked out, he remembered everything, every disgusting detail. He tasted the foul juices of the hags cunny in his mouth and it almost made him vomit. For a moment he considered escape, in fact slowly he had gotten to his feet an was edging his away further and further from the Hags hut, when suddenly he looked out into the darkness and saw small red lights, lots of them. At first he was confused, red lights? No not lights they were eyes, red eyes watching his every move, then he realized, creatures of some sort watching and waiting.

The lizards had smelled the prey as soon as the villager had set foot on dry land, later, after the first of the prey had left they could sense the delicious smell of the youth, they could almost taste his blood on their reptilian tongues and they salivated. Then their senses were assaulted by an even more delicious scent, the boys juices, the very essence of him, the delicacy that they all enjoyed above any other. Almost immediately the battle had commenced, for the lizards live in a far more sophisticated society than which most people could understand. The pray which was as yet to be caught, was already being fought over. The large males at first asserted their superiority, but it was short lived, for as the scent of young male sperm reached the senses of the breeding mothers, it was all over, the mothers for reasons that cannot be easily explained, delighted in the delicacy of male testicles, the more youthful the male the better.

All of the lizards knew from experience that humans, especially young humans were the most prized of all prey, they were easy to pull down, did not possess sharp claws or teeth and their skin was so soft as to be easily penetrated by their razor sharp teeth and claws. The male lizards preferred to hunt alone, usually they would bring down their prey so as they lay prone on their back, then the lizard would scramble up their torso, almost as if coupling in a sexual way. Their teeth would lock on the victims soft throat where they would commence to tear deeply at the flesh, meanwhile their sharp claws would rip open the extremely soft skin of the preys belly, starting just below the throat and ending at the sexual organ, gutting the prey completely. Usually at that point the pray would go into shock and resist fighting. The male would then pull out the victims entrails and commence devouring the human. The entrails were usually left until last, the highly nutritious organs such as the kidney and liver and especially the heart were always the first to be devoured. Later the soft tissue around the throat would make good eating as would the tongue.

So it was with much anticipation that the lizards watched Samuels every move, each time he moved closer to the edge of the hags camp they became excited and scurried for a better position.

As soon as Samuel realized what they were he instantly retreated back to the door of the hags hut, and from inside the hag laughed for she knew the boy had seen them and she could sense his mortal fear. She knew that the lizards would not dare to cross the boundary into her territory, whilst the boy was inside her circle he was safe, for now at least.

Ultimately she would let the lizards have the boy, for that was the bargain she had made with them, only she would be allowed to live unhindered on their island. But first she needed the boy for other reasons, apart from satisfying her personal needs. She had, had very few opportunities to obtain a white slave, moreover a young white male slave in her many years, oh there had been the occasional sailor wash up on her desolate shore and not so long ago she had a white boy on loan from a hunter for a night, but now she had one to use in any way she chose. She wanted firstly to extract as much of the essence of life from him as she could, this would be vital for her potions, hair and blood were always good, but semen was prized above all other fluids as it contained the boys very soul and she was determined to get as much of it as she could in the short time she would be able to protect him. That night she had heard the restless shuffle of the lizards and she knew that their patience grew short. Soon she would have to feed her pets.

In the morning the hag summoned the boy to her hut, whereupon she once again had sex with the boy, several times in fact, each time more creatively then the last. By noon the child had collapsed exhausted on her sleeping mat. She let him rest for the afternoon as she prepared her cauldron. A strange concoction of pigs testicles and sperm, along with the penis of a monkey, all slowly simmering in the cauldron, soon she would need the special ingredient. She kicked the boy to wake him up, instantly his eyes opened and he looked upon her expectantly. She bade him to her.

The boy stood next to the cauldron and peered over the top and gagged with revulsion as he saw the penis and testicles floating in the vile liquid. Quickly the hag befuddled his mind so as he was once again aroused, she then ordered him to masturbate his penis and to add his juices to the boiling cauldron. Without hesitation Samuel closed his eyes and began to slowly masturbate his cock, the heat from the cauldron made his testicles droop as slowly he approached orgasm.

Suddenly he stifled a scream as a wide rope of his sperm splashed noisily into the cauldron and was immediately emulsified with the other juices. He managed to squirt five more ropes of cum into the mix before finally sagging exhausted onto his knees.

The hag looked pleased, but not satisfied. She made him repeat the process four more times over the next few hours until the boy had nothing left to give, finally as the last small dribble of cum splashed into the cauldron, the evil witch was satisfied.

She let him rest as she stirred the mix which had taken on an oily creamy color and it smelled foul. After adding more ingredients the witch summoned him once again. This time she made him rest on his knees with his hands crossed behind his back, his entire head and shoulders were now over the top of the cauldron, as he gazed terrified into her eyes. Samuel was convinced that now he was going to die, and as he watched the hag pick up the sharpened shell he was convinced he was right. If only he could find the power in his mind to escape but alas he was completely helpless to resist. Instead he closed his eyes and preyed for a better after life.

Slowly the hag reached across the cauldron, she grabbed hold of the boys silky smooth hair and sharply pulled his head back. His immature adams apple moved frantically up and down as her fingers explored his throat. With one hand holding his head backwards she reached out with the sharpened shell and brought it to the boys throat and slowly she cut a small neat line, exactly on top of one of the creases in his flawless skin. The boy stiffened as the shell nicked his main artery and suddenly his blood flowed out from him and he felt his life force being drained from him.

The hag held him so as his blood drained into the cauldron. It was only after she had drained so much blood that she feared the boy might expire, did she stem the flow by applying pressure to the artery. The boy had feinted. She carefully lay him down on the mat and tended his wounded throat and sealed the cut. She held his head in her lap and poured a vile concoction down his throat, pinching his nose so as he would swallow. Apart from restoring his lost blood the concoction had another purpose, it would dull his senses almost completely so as he would feel no pain for at least three days, which after that time he would be feeling nothing as his firm young flesh would be digesting within the bellies of her pet lizards.

Samuel awoke because he was hot, he felt fevered but he was to lethargic to move, instead he opened his eyes and looked around him. It took but seconds for his memories to flood back, when they did he simply groaned resignedly, for he knew what his fate held and he almost welcomed it. He knew he was going to die and soon.

Lizard food

The next time he awoke his mind was clear and in an almost surrealistic way he knew exactly what he had to do. The hag was no where to be seen. Two things he knew for certain, one that he was going to die, secondly that the hag was going to enjoy watching him slowly devoured, he couldn’t do anything about the dying but he could deny her that pleasure, and as insignificant as that victory seemed, it meant a lot to him. Slowly he sat up, first he said his prayers, he prayed that god would receive him into heaven and that his father would be there waiting for him, next he went over to the cauldron and he aimed his penis towards it and let loose with a stream of urine. He did not know if that would make a difference but he suspected it would, because the hag had been so meticulous about the ingredients that it would surely ruin the purpose of her concoction.

For a while he stood at the door to the hut and looked out at the beautiful crystal clear ocean, and the sunny almost cloudless day, he didn’t wonder at all where the hag might be, for on many occasions she had disappeared into the jungle to collect her secret ingredients. Finally he stepped out into the sunshine, he was a little uncertain of his balance as he stumbled forward. He looked about him and could see no signs of the lizards, but he sensed that they were there lurking in the darkness protected by the thick foliage.

Samuel waded through the shallow water right on the edge of the beach, the water cooled and cleansed him, and somehow he knew that the creatures were land based and that they would not swim out to get him, he also realized that his freedom was short lived. Every now and then he would sense rather then see movement in the undergrowth and he knew that they there, following him, waiting.

Knowing that he was nothing more than food for the hungry lizards caused him to become aroused, though he had no idea why. While the lizards played their game of hunter and prey Samuel penis became erect. Finally he reached the headland where the beach dropped away suddenly and sharp cliffs reached deep into the pacific ocean, there was no where else to go, but into jungle to meet his fate.

Samuel didn’t want to die in the shadows, so instead slowly and calmly he waded out of the water, the warm sand felt good on the soles of his feet as slowly he walked up beyond the high tide line and there he knelt down on his knees and waited. He didn’t have to wait long.

The large female lizard had followed the prey all the way from the hags hut. She could have entered the water and dragged the prey out, for the lizards were good if not reluctant swimmers. But two things she knew instinctively, the first was, that the further the prey moved away from the hags domain the safer it would be for the lizard, and the second thing she knew is that human prey were not avid swimmers and sooner or later would have to leave the water for the safety of land, so she simply followed under the cover of the tall undergrowth, and she waited patiently.

She sensed that the prey knew it was being followed but curiously it didn’t seem to care, that concerned her, all the previous prey had fought hard to escape, albeit a futile effort, none the less it was a reason to be extra careful. Then suddenly the prey had left the water and was walking directly towards her hiding place, it stopped and then knelt down, exposing its smooth soft throat to her. This was a temptation she could not resist.

Samuel sensed the sudden movement and watched mesmerized as a large crocodile sized lizard emerged from the underbrush, it moved quickly and deliberately towards him.

The female Lizard came at him hard from his left side, with one powerful lunge it spanned the distance between them, jaws agape, it caught Samuel by the throat and knocked him flat onto his back, driving the wind from his chest. The razor sharp teeth easily penetrated the soft skin of his throat, as for the first time the lizard tasted the sweet taste of the boy’s blood. He lay there defeated, not even attempting to put up a fight, this confused the lizard that as yet had not bitten through his main artery, she hesitated and simply held the boy by the throat and shook him several times. Then she dropped him to the sand and waited to see if he would move. The prey lay still, eyes open and staring in disbelief up at her. She rested her sharp claw on the frail and soft skin of the boy’s chest as she signaled for the others.

Within seconds Samuel was surrounded by the female’s entire family of slimy razor toothed relatives. A small male lunged hungrily at Samuel, grabbing hold of his wrist and biting down hard, Samuel winced expecting to feel indescribable pain, but instead he felt nothing. The hag’s potion was working. The dominant female lizard, snarled and snapped angrily at her sibling, who immediately cowered and let go of his wrist.

Instinctively the lizard felt exposed out in the open, suddenly she moved down between the prey’s legs and clamped her teeth around the small male prey’s reproductive organs, she dug her claws into the sand and dragged the boy backwards by his balls.

Samuel tried to scream out in pain but the lizard had crushed his larynx and his screams were soundless. Slowly he was dragged by his tortured balls, up the beach, then through the undercover until they reached a small clearing, where the creature finally stopped and let go.

Under the cover of the thick foliage the female was now in her own territory, it was time to feed. She had been tempted to bite through the prey’s tender skin and swallow the delicious morsels hidden inside but she was a patient hunter, there would be plenty of time for that.

The hungry lizards crowded around the boy, they could smell his blood, but even more intoxicating they could smell the sweet smell emanating from between his legs where his reproductive organs were, the female lizards jostled for position between the boys legs.

Samuel just lay there and stared down his torso at the hungry lizards, it wont be to bad he thought to himself, after all they have to eat to, he almost willed them to take the first bite, to devour him, he prayed it would not hurt to much. Suddenly the large female reached out with her razor sharp claw and with one precise swipe, split him open from just below his penis, through his ball-sac all the way to his anus. Samuel silently cried out in pain. Suddenly Samuel’s cock defiantly exploded as rope after rope of delicious sperm splashed onto his stomach and torso.

The lizard’s favorite food now lay exposed before her, she nuzzled the boy’s ball-sac until his testicle was free from the surrounding protective skin, it lay pulsing, on his soft thigh. The surrounding lizards became frenzied as they watched her slowly and deliberately take the delicious morsel into her mouth; all the while she watched the boy’s eyes intently, looking for any signs of defiance, but she found none.

Samuel watched in horror as his ball was prized out of its home and was now clamped firmly within the jaws of the large lizard, she seemed to be staring directly at him, a satisfied look in her reptilian eyes, then suddenly she clamped her jaws down on his ball, crushing it and then she pulled back hard and her front teeth severed the cord holding his balls to his body. He watched in horror as the small round orb slid down her reptilian throat.

It didn’t take long for his other testicle to follow the same path until finally his manhood was forever gone, slowly being digested within the acidic stomach juices of the savage lizard.

The large female relished the taste of the boy’s essence, but she knew her sisters were hungry so she waited no longer. Slowly and deliberately she climbed up onto the boys torso until her eyes were but and inch from his and her foul breath assailed his senses. She looked at him intently as slowly she sank her sharp claw into the soft little cavity at the base of his throat, Samuel gurgled as the air escaped from his throat.

Samuel was disconnected from his body, and  felt only a dull ache, as the razor sharp claw penetrated deep into his throat. When the claw would go in no further, slowly the large lizard began to pull down, bracing herself with her sharp hind legs on his narrow hips. he watched fascinated as the claw moved ever so slowly down his slim  torso, inbetween  his rib cage, then into the soft malleable skin of his sublime stomach, the claw cut straight through the middle of his inner belly button, on its downward path. Samuel could feel the claw deep inside him, as it sliced  through his organs and blood vessels until finally the claw reached the base of his cock and slowly she twisted it away from his penis and sliced across his abdomen to his right hip until she struck bone, then she repeated her cut  the other way to his left hip bone.

And as she climbed off his torso, the last image Samuel had of his once perfect body was his entire torso split in half and his internal organs bulging obscenely outwards, then the lizards came to feed!

A mad  scurry ensued as they fought for Samuals most prized organs, the two kidneys were ripped from him while he was still wriggling in his death throws, a juvenile lizard had grabbed hold of Samuels’s intestines, it scurried backwards with the sausage like material in its maw and disemboweled him. Yet another lizard latched onto his cum soaked penis, swallowing it completely and with its sharp front teeth shook its head viciously and severed it completely, then it stood back and in two gulps devoured his manhoodl. Meanwhile an older and more experienced female lizards knew of another prize, hidden deep within the boy’s abdomen, the prostrate organ and she burrowed with her claws into his body until she found the small delicacy which she ripped from his body and swallowed in one gulp.

Long after the prey had expired a lucky lizard ripped his heart out and sat quietly chewing away at the blood soaked soft delicious meat. The smaller male lizards had to contend them selves with the arms and legs, ripping slices of Samuels thighs and legs and arms and chewing them before swallowing them in hungry gulps.

The last to be eaten was his upper torso, his chest had been stripped of its nipples and his throat had been completely devoured.

Less than an hour later very little remained of the boy, the lizards were sated, the various parts of the boy were being digested deep with their stomachs, but Samuel was no longer there, he had long since departed for a better world.

It didn’t take the hag long to figure out what happened and she was furious, she knew that she should have cast a spell on the boy to keep him in the camp. Oh well at least she finally had the potion she needed. For many years she had experimented on a youth potion, something that could restore her beauty and youth forever, and now with the essence of the boy slowly cooling in her cauldron she knew that she had all that she needed. It was with much anticipation that later that night that the old hag drank hungrily from the cauldron until its contents were completely drained. The she lay down on her mat to sleep and waited for the potion to work its magic…

She awoke early the next morning, she felt more energetic and alive than she had in a long time. Quickly she leapt to her feet and rushed naked to the still pool of water deep in the jungle. She looked down at her reflection within the water and she gasped with delight, for what she saw looking back at her was the most beautiful girl/woman she had ever set eyes on, and much to her surprise she now had beautiful translucent white skin and reddish blond hair and gray eyes, just as the boy did. The potion had worked far better than even she had hoped for. She felt her breasts, they were firm and did not sag at all her nipples were the size of pebbles and erect in the cool of the morning. She was no longer the old ugly hag, and she couldn’t have been happier…

Neither could the large male lizard that sat watching her hungrily from the cover of the nearby bushes, the boy’s slight alteration to the potion only had a small affect on its outcome and that was to remove the hag’s immunity from the hungry lizards…..

The end… for now.

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