This pic was done by no less than iconic tramply smother pro  Diablo_the_Rex, and dude, I just wanna say thank you for thisss! You totally nailed my idea, THIS is Greer in action! Great pose, great details, thanks for letting my snake be part of your incredible art skills!

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The human slowly opened his eyes. "Oooouurgh... what..." And then he blinked and his face turned into a grimasse of sheer shock and disbelief as he looked directly into the narrow pupils of the anthropomorphic rock python in front of him. "Oh... my god..."

"Nah, not quite." Greer smiled. Usually "god!" was one of the first words from these humans as soon as they realized who they just fell victim to. And a little later most of them realized yet another fact: how wrong they were. God was known for mercy. Greer was not.

The python shifted his weight on the human's body. He was sitting on the man's upper legs and lap, easily pinning him with his 345lb body weight. This human would go nowhere. Except...

"Welcome to your final sssafari, Mr. Carlton", Greer hissed. "And to your final journey."

"Wha..." Syd Carlton wrinced. "You can... talk? Who... or what are you..."

"Oh, me talking won't be a problem for you." Greer reached down and slowly pulled off his thick leather toe-boots, one by one until his bare feet were exposed. "THESSSE on the other hand..." He slowly wiggled the four toes of his left foot. "...will."

"What..." The man tried to move, only to realize that his lower body was pinned under the python's weight. "The hell, get up! You're crushing my legs.... nyeeergh..."

The snake shrugged. "Pfff, you won't go anywhere anymore, ssso what?" He slowly lifted his right foot and moved it to Carlton's face. "May I introduccce, Mr. Carlton? Your executioner."

"Hey... STOP!" As the big foot, quite larger than a human's face, closed in on him, Carlton instinctively tried to grab his gun, but Greer immediately turned his body a bit to the left, pinning the human's arm under his muscular left leg. "Nuh-uh, Sssyd... you're travelling a one-way street, and your dessstination isss clear... no turnaround." Then he slowly lowered his right foot, bringing it closer and closer to the man's face, toes wiggling. With the desired result.

"Ooof... put that... smelly thing away...", Carlton snapped, as a heavy, potent scent hit his nose, invading his nostrils.

"Sssyd Carlton..." The poacher winced as he suddenly heard the snake hissing his name. "You are accused of numerous acts of violence against animalsss, with you being the leader of a poacher group. As representative of nature I am hereby sssentencing you to death by sssuffocation."

Carlton's eyes widened. "I... no... come on, you can't..." Frantically he tried to reach his gun, but the snake's left leg easily held his thrashing arm in place.

"Now SNIFF, filthy human being...", Greer hissed... and slowly pressed his bare right foot onto Carlton's face, the nose between his two middle toes. "HEYmmmff... OOOOOAARGH...", the man gasped as the thick primal musk of sweat, reptilian body chemistry and well worn boots invaded his lungs in full force. "Nyyaargh...GAAAAFF..." Carlton immediately grabbed the snake's leg with his free arm... and pushed. But to no avail. "NNNNNFFFF!"

Greer chuckled. Perverted or not, he loved this part of it, his victims being confronted with the unique scent of sweaty snake feet. Up to now none had ever persisted, perhaps this reptilian part of the scent was too much for mammals, Greer wasn't sure. He shifted the weight of his right leg on Carlton's pushing and shoving hand, using it as support, and reclined, drowning the poacher in thick, potent foot fumes while the african sun shone down, warming up the python's feet, increasing their sweating even more.

After half an hour the man was already gasping, as he was almost exclusively breathing from the warm meanwhile hot and sweaty sole and toes. "No worriesss, you won't sssmell if for too long now". The python's face suddenly became stern and emotionless. He turned his head to another human standing by. "Jake? I want you to leave Mr. Carlton and me alone now, pleassse. You know I don't want my friends watching me in the final phassse..."

The human addressed this way slowly nodded and left. Jake Hensley knew Greer for quite a while now, and the snake's eyes said it all... they were dead and predatory, and Jake knew that no one was able to prevent Greer from what he was about to do now. The python had switched off his emotions and reduced himself to a predator that was simply doing what had to be done. Syd Carlton was doomed. And he could only hope and pray for a quick death.

Carlton GASPED for breath as soon as the toes let go off his nose, but another breath was cut off by the python pressing his foot back onto his face, with mouth and nose forced into the bare arch. "NUUUUH", the human moaned as the foot slowly enveloped his face, the snake's foot being so BIG. "He is BURYING me underneath it!", Carlton's voice screamed inside his head. "I'm buried alive! Oh my GOD, I'm buried alive!"

Suddenly the foot stopped moving. The warm, soft sole felt as if a sponge soaked with hot water was pressed on Carlton's face... and then Carlton realized it:

He couldn't breathe.

"No... NO!" he wanted to yell, but only a pitiful "HNNN! HNNNNNN!" was to be heard as the smothering sole effectively muffled the poacher's cries while cutting of his oxygen supply. "He's killing me... I can't breathe... I can't fucking BREATHE!", the voice screamed, but Carlton's mouth, gaping and desperately trying to suck in air, only sucked against the moist, ventral scales of the python's soles while his nose was almost crushed, nostrils completely blocked by the very same scales. "Air... please... PLEASE! AIR! I NEED TO BREATHE! AIIIIIR!" But the merciless sole only allowed a "NNNNNNF!! HMMMMMMF! UNNNNF!" Pathetic...

"Hmmm, ssso much fresh air around you, but you don't get any, hm? Poor bassstard..." Sometimes Greer was a bit shocked by his own sadism, then again he only used it on people that absolutely deserved it. He turned his head and looked at his friend Jake standing a good distance away. He sighed, but then focused back on his thrashing victim. The "arch-smothergrasp" was highly effective on human beings with their flat faces, and Greer's feet were so big that they easily covered a humanoid face completely. Carlton's face was deeply red by now, still he was thrashing and struggling, his free hand beating on the snake's smothering leg and foot. Yes, panic was a nice ally, as it forced the asphyxiating victims to use up their remaining air even faster. Greer's left foot was resting next to the human's face, should his victim somehow be able to turn his head... but up to now this foot had never seen action as the snake's muscular grasp was almost inescapable for a human being.

As Carlton's face slowly turned blue, Greer fully concenrrated on his victim. The gargling and choking noises intensified, the hand that so desperately tried to grab the gun now just twitched uselessly, the human's other hand beating and pushing weakly and aimlessly at Greer's leg. Then Carlton's body tensed one last time.

"GLLlllrrrlgrrkkk..."

And then the human slumped back after his tormented body used up the last bit of oxygen it had in its lungs. Greer watched silently and gave the man another five minutes under his foot to make sure that this poacher would never ever feel the need for breathing again.

Finally the python got up, grabbed his boots and looked down on the dead human being, suffocated by the feet of those he once hunted. He left the body where it was, as he was sure the other poachers would find it. That should give them something to think about.

When he met up with Jake, Greer noticed the man shivering. Just a bit, but still. The snake gently put his arms around his human friend and pulled him up against his chest. "Sorry, man...", he whispered, and Jake nodded again, still surprised how gentle this python could be. This embrace so loving and full of friendship... the other one so lethal and merciless.

"Seems you just caught a usually friendly being on the wrong foot", Jake thought as he looked back to Carlton's body, then he and Greer got into the Jeep and drove off.