11/04/2025
I Woke Up at Midnight Only to Find My Husband Having S*x with a Python
Episode 1
Written By Jerry Smith
Ada’s wedding was the talk of town. The grand event pulled dignitaries from across states—politicians, celebrities, even two former governors. The bride’s gown sparkled like it had been woven with moonlight, and Chief Damian, her husband, stood tall and proud, a man of immense wealth and enviable charisma.
From the outside, it was a fairytale. A poor village girl marries a billionaire who claimed he had waited his whole life for her. But fairytales never mention the darkness that creeps in after the happily ever after.
It started the first night after they returned from their honeymoon. Ada noticed a thick, suffocating stench in the master bedroom—like something had died in the walls. It clung to the air like smoke, wrapping itself around her throat.
“Damian, do you perceive that?” she asked, sniffing the air, covering her nose with her palm.
Damian looked up from his tablet. “Perceive what?”
“That smell. It’s disgusting. Can’t you smell it?”
He smiled. “It’s a new house, darling. Sometimes the plumbing acts up. I’ll have it checked.”
But by morning, the smell was gone. Not faded—gone, like it never existed.
That same night, Ada noticed something else. As she walked into the walk-in closet, her eyes caught sight of a small patch of fresh blood on the marble floor. Not smeared, not dried—fresh. Thick and red.
She gasped. “Damian! There’s blood here!”
He rushed in, glanced at the spot, and frowned. “I don’t see anything.”
Ada blinked. The blood had vanished.
She shook her head. “It was here. I swear it was just—”
He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Ada, you’re just tired. Get rest, maybe.”
“But I—”
“Come,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “You’ve been under a lot of pressure. Wedding stress, travel, new home. Rest.”
Reluctantly, she nodded.
The following nights followed the same pattern. Foul stench. Blood that vanished. Then, the most bizarre of all—Chief Damian’s midnight baths.
At exactly 12:00 a.m., he would wake up, walk to the bathroom, and stay there for hours. She once crept to the door and heard him chanting in a language she didn’t understand, splashing water violently, groaning like he was in pain—or pleasure.
She tried confronting him.
“Why are you always bathing at midnight?” she asked over breakfast one morning.
He smiled without looking up from his cereal. “I like cold showers. They help me sleep.”
“Cold showers… at midnight? With chanting?”
He froze for a second. “Chanting?”
“I heard you last night.”
He chuckled. “You dreamt that, my love.”
“I wasn’t dreaming.”
He reached across the table and took her hand. “Ada, sometimes the mind plays tricks on us. But don’t worry, I’ll sleep early tonight.”
But he didn’t.
That night, Ada pretended to sleep. At midnight, she heard the floor creak. She opened one eye slightly. Damian was up, naked, walking towards the bathroom. But instead of going in, he dropped to the floor.
Ada’s breath caught in her throat.
He laid flat, whispering. Then came the sound—the low, wet slither of scales brushing marble.
She sat up slowly.
There, in the dim moonlight, was a python. Massive. Its skin shimmered with strange colors, as if dipped in oil. It wrapped around Damian’s body like a lover, coiling and uncoiling in a hypnotic rhythm.
And Damian… was moaning.
Ada let out a loud scream.
The python je**ed, hissed, and in the blink of an eye—vanished.
Damian looked up, startled—or pretending to be. “Ada? What are you screaming about?”
“Don’t play dumb! I saw it! The snake—it was wrapped around you!” Having S&x
“What snake?” he said, eyes wide. “There’s no snake here.”
“You were naked, on the floor! It was crawling all over you!”
He stood up, approached her. “Darling, you were dreaming. There’s no snake.”
“I’m not mad, Damian. I saw it.”
He walked into the kitchen and returned minutes later with a cup of tea. “Here, drink this. It will calm your nerves.”
“I don’t want tea.”
“Please. Just a little. You’re shaking.”
She took the cup, hands trembling. The moment the tea touched her lips...
