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QUIET AND SOLID SNAKE HEADSWAP
🕑 Added 2025-05-30 08:26:48 +0000 UTCThey wake up, confused. Something is wrong. In the weight. In the air. In the flesh.
Snake gasps. The air won’t come in. His throat burns. His skin is overheating—like it’s suffocating from the inside out. Something tight wraps around his chest. Something heavy moves with every breath.
He rips off the bikini top.
Air floods in like a punch to the lungs. Finally, he breathes.
He looks down.
Tits. Big. Firm. Breathing.
Shock hits hard. He grabs his neck. Stitches. Seams. He stares at his reflection in a metal panel:
His head. Quiet’s body.
— “Ghkk—!”
He tries to speak. But it burns.
—“Don’t speak!”
The voice comes from behind—from his own body. Quiet, now with her head mounted on Snake’s muscular body, looks at him calmly.
— “You’re in my body. If you speak… the parasite activates.”
Snake growls. Sits. His breasts bounce with every ragged breath. He tries to cross his arms over them, but it just draws more attention to how sensitive his new skin is.
He grips the bikini bottom.
It’s tight between his legs. Way too tight.
Quiet steps closer.
— “Heavy, huh?”
(Snake nods, frustrated.)
— “The body heats up over nothing. Air, friction, bounce.”
— “Those tits, those hips… they’re not made for combat. But they sure know how to draw eyes.”
(She pauses.)
— “And you’re feeling it all.”
Snake tries to stand, but stumbles. The hips throw him off. The weight on his chest pulls him forward. Every step is a struggle.
Quiet smirks.
— “I feel strong. Grounded. Solid.”
— “Your body… fits me perfectly.”
Silence.
Snake breathes in deep. His breasts rise with the motion. The bikini’s still tight. Skin still burning. He can’t speak.
And Quiet, for the first time in a long time... can do it all.
Comments
megamoon
Interesting story but i don't really know that much about the metal gear series Just never really got into it
