Chapter 1

It was another day on the set of Good Day LA as Jillian Barberie prepared her material for today's broadcast. As always, she would be taking care of the weather report, as well as her favorite segment, the Adopt-A-Pet program.

As always, the 5'4" brunette weathergirl was wearing a sexy outfit consisting of a short black skirt, an almost see-through silk blouse and three-inch stiletto heels. This was all accentuated by the black stockings she had on. She didn't much like the idea of pantyhose, so she would go for stockings and garter belt every chance she got.

The tall, slender brunette weathergirl was quite ravishing and had fostered many sexual fantasies in men and women throughout Los Angeles. Even though she was married, her fans would still send her some rather suggestive fan mail. One such fan even went so far as to send her a Ziploc bag full of sperm, probably his own. She simply handed that to security in disgust.

As for her husband, the only problem in their marriage was when she sometimes brought home some of the pets her Adopt-A-Pet segment showcased. She just couldn't let any of the animals go back to the pound if she could help it, so if nobody adopted any of the cats or dogs on her show, she would usually take them home with her until she found them each a suitable home.

She walked past the cages of the animals that were sent over for her to show off today. As always, there was a wide variety of pets to be adopted. The normal assortment of cats and dogs were waiting in cages, as well as a few reptilian pets as well.

As she made her way down the row of cages, she came across a large black Labrador. She stopped and took a closer look at the animal and found out his name was Hector according to the nametag on the cage. The only other information about this beautiful animal was that it was a male, and that he had been abused in some way. However, no specific details were listed.

"Oh! Poor baby," she knelt down, her short skirt hiking up her smooth calf, and petted the friendly animal. "Did they hurt you were you were?" She cooed. "Well, you don't look too bad now, so I guess the animal shelter took good care of you, didn't they boy."

The dog's large tongue lapped at her hand in appreciation for Jillian's attention, and she laughed in pleasure.

She straightened herself back up, rearranging her displaced skirt and headed off to make-up in preparation for the show.

The show went without a hitch and now it was Jillian's turn to find new owners for the pets. She stepped away from the desk and made her way towards the shelter employees and the animals in their care.

"We have another group of loving animals in search for a new home," she said with a smile. "I hope you can find it in your hearts to help them. And please remember to help curb the animal population, have your pets spayed or neutered."

One by one, a handler would hand her one of the smaller animals, mostly cats, kittens or puppies. The next animal that was placed in her arms was a large boa constrictor. The handler showed her how best to hold the slithering animal and she walked out in front of the camera with the snake wrapped around her neck. It must have weighed about thirty pounds of slithering flesh, which made it that much more difficult to hold.

"I... I really hope we can find someone who likes snakes," she said, cringing. "But they really aren't my favorite animals."

She could hear her co-host laughing at her discomfort in the background.

"This big fellow is named Julius," she said, struggling to control him. "He's a bit heavy, but not dangerous."

Just then, she lost part of her grip on the large snake and its head found its way down the open front of her shirt.

Jillian jiggled as the slithering snake tickled her along her cleavage. The whole crew broke out laughing but kept the cameras on her nonetheless. They could see the snake's body bulging across her stomach as more of the heavy reptile found its way down her shirt cleavage.

"This is one for the blooper reels Jillian," she heard the anchor call out.

"This isn't funny guys," Jillian grimaced as she felt the scaly skin rub against her bare skin. "Somebody come out here and help me out, please."

However, no help was forthcoming as everyone was too incapacitated laughing at her situation.

"Any... anyway," Jillian tried to continue with her segment. "Anybody... anybody interested in adopting Julius here, just call the toll free number at the bottom of the screen."

Somehow, the huge snake's head found its way past Jillian's skirt waistband and was now rubbing itself along her panty-covered pussy. Jillian was now blushing a bright red on camera as the snake continued exploring her crotch. And still the cameramen kept her in sight, forcing her to endure this in front of all the viewers.

'Oh shit, ' she thought. 'My pussy's getting wet from all this rubbing.'

She thought about squeezing her legs together, but that would make it that much more obvious to everybody that she was wetting herself. So, clenching her teeth, she tried to continue as best she could.

"As you can see, he's a friendly fellow," she blushed even brighter when she realized how her words sounded. "So, if anybody would care to have him as a pet, feel free to call soon."

The snake, being attracted to heat, was enticed by the warmth emanating from under Jillian's panties and slithered its head up to its waistband. Using its natural dexterity, it pushed its way past that obstruction and nestled its head against the weathergirl's pussylips. Its flicking tongue only causing Jillian to gasp in silence as it slapped her clitoris in search for more warmth. The snake's scaly skin rubbing teasingly against her already aroused pussylips and clit.

'Oh god!' Jillian was finding it hard to stay steady.

Her knees were shaking slightly, but she still somehow managed to remain cool in front of the camera. But her innards were being turned to mush by the constant tongue flicking the huge snake was giving her cunt.

The large snake's head would occasionally poke itself past her clenching pussylips, pushing itself slightly inside her moist vagina. The reptile's head, thicker than any cock that ever found its way in her pussy before, made her juices run down her calf. Luckily, nobody seemed to notice any sign of her stockings getting moist. Nonetheless, Jillian was finding almost impossible to stay steady with this bestial teasing the large snake was giving her.

In its constant probing of her crotch, the snake's head kept pushing against her skirt, making it appear that Jillian had a twitching hard-on on camera. Another round of guffaws and giggles exploded across the set as Jillian's embarrassment continued.

The snake's constant curling and uncurling movement soon caused its heavy body to tug Jillian's g-string panties downward from gravity. The large snake slithered out both sides of her underwear leg holes as its weight suddenly began tugging her panties down her calf. Soon, Jillian found herself with her panties down to her knees, the snake hanging lazily in its stretched crotchband.

The laughter became thunderous as both men and women of the crew watched their helpless co- worker. Finally, a producer had the decency to break to a commercial so that Jillian could extricate herself from her compromising position.