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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Aug 23, 2023 16:42:07 GMT -6
Marva cursed inwardly when she saw the girl's fearful reaction to her coils. She hadn't meant to brush against Emiko's legs – it had merely been a reaction from the powerful muscles rippling through her body.
“My dear child,” she cooed, laying on the warm and concerned tone from before, “I did not mean to blame you for sssseeking shelter and ssssssssafety. I was merely noting how “unusual” this event is for me, just as being approached by a talking snake is, no doubt, a new exxxxxxperienccccce for you.”
She zig-zagged her head before the girl some more, each flex of her neck sending moonlight gleaming off her scales like water scattering off pebbles on a shoreline.
“Perhaps,” Marva continued, “it would help if we learned more about each other. The more you undersssstand sssssomeone, the easier it is to trusssssssssst them. While I am sure you are debating whether you can trusssssssssssssst .... in meeeee....”
Marva gave a deep swoop as she said this, her voice adopting a gentle sing-song quality as she did.
“.... you can believe that I am alsssssso attempting to trussssssssssssst in yooooouuu...”
Marva was getting into her stride now (so to speak), and was relishing the chance to show off her more theatrical side. The longer she could keep the girl listening, and the more she could induce Emiko to speak back to her, the more she could woo the girlcub into relaxing in her presence ....
“I was born here in the jungle.....” Here Marva stopped the movement of her head, and once again fixed her gaze on the curious girlcub. She was now adopting the role of “storyteller”, hoping her tale would lull Emiko into a more relaxed, almost sleepy state. As her amber eyes held Emiko's gaze, the coils immediately behind her head continued to slither through the air – as if she were homing in on her prey in water.
“.... from the beginning I have learned how to hunt and avoid being hunted. I have learned sssssecrecccccy and dissssssscretion but, that is not to sssssay that I do not hunger for company and companionship.....”
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Post by Emiko on Aug 23, 2023 16:56:51 GMT -6
It was a relief to Emiko when the snake insisted that she wasn't trying to make her guest feel guilty. It was just such an unusual experience for her. And honestly, Emiko could say the same exact thing. It must have been extremely rare for a snake to meet a human under these current circumstances. Just like it was seemingly impossible for a civilized girl to meet a talking snake out in the jungle after getting lost. The odds may have been more favorable to one than the other, but the uniqueness of this moment wasn't lost on Emiko.
As the conversation continued, Marva put out something of a good idea that had benefits for both of them. If they were able to learn more about each other, there was a real chance that they could learn to trust one another much easier. But Emiko barely had a moment to ponder that idea when the snake yet again emphasized that word of 'trust' with a bit of a unique twist. Rather than simply speak it, she said it in a sort of sing-song way with additional lyrics added to it. In the end, not only was 'trust' floating around in her mind, but also 'in me' along with it.
It was a simple phrase with barely anything changing beyond tone and words. However, like the previous times before, Emiko couldn't help but let that phrase in it's entirety float around in her head. Like before, the statement seemed to sway 'trust' within the naive girl. This time though, it was more directed to a singular focus of trusting...in Marva...
It was strange to say the least, and Emiko couldn't quite comprehend why she was feeling drawn to the snake like she was. What she did notice however was how musically lovely Marva was when she slipped into that sort of sing-song. She hadn't noticed it til now, but Marva really did have a lovely voice. It was soothing, melodic, and quite captivating to her ears. If she knew how the python used that voice, it'd probably terrify her. But without that foreknowledge, she was simply an admirer of it.
When Marva broke the focus of trust and shifted to her vague life story, Emiko was relatively intrigued. She found herself staring into the python's eyes yet again with...the glimmer of her scales creating a pretty ambiance for her peripheral vision. But, it was her eyes and voice that had really drawn Emiko in. And...she was getting more and more use to it. To a point where the grip around her legs she still hugged against her chest began to loosen. It wasn't a lot, but...it was obvious Emiko's defenses were dropping... Evident even in her words.
"...I know the jungle is a dangerous place... That's why I want to go home were it's safe... I'm...not meant for being out here..." Emiko would passively respond. Still maintaining eye contact, still curious and listening. "...I couldn't imagine growing up in the kind of world you live in... And being alone all the time...? I really am sorry..."
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Aug 26, 2023 14:28:32 GMT -6
She had the girl's sympathy. Now to reel her in further.
"Thank you for you kind words, little one," Marva purred, still gazing into Emiko's eyes, which were now reflecting the moonlight overhead. "I have grown accusssssstomed to sssssssolitude, but that is not to ssssay that I do not appreccccciate good company."
This was technically true – Marva was keen for company. Albeit it was more like searching for a toy she could manipulate before her next meal, but that was a triviality she needn't worry Emiko with.
"And furthermore," she said in a tight whisper, moving closer to the enraptured Emiko, "I know the dangers the jungle poses .... panthers, bears ... all manner of predators who would ssssssssslicccccce a helplessssss 'cub like yoursssself to ribbons at first ssssight of you...."
As she spoke, Marva slowly began to move her head in little circles again. She had noticed Emiko's grip about her legs relax a bit. If she continued with this softly, softly approach, the poor girl would be sufficiently relaxed to be trussed up and tranced out of her mind!
As her confidence grew, Marva felt confident experimenting with her charge's resceptibility to her influence. She had to maintain a stoic demeanour however. Even a girlcub as naive as Emiko may get suspicious if Marva were enjoying herself too much, or if she made her toying too obvious. Thus, these tiny little head movements should suffice for the moment, if only to get Emiko more used to the sensation of following Marva's lead, even if the girl wasn't aware of it.
“You were ssssssoooooo wise to choose my tree to ressssst in, my little one,” Marva cooed, placing the subtlest of influences on certain words to further manipulate Emiko's mind. "You will find thissss quite a sssssssafe placcccce to resssst your weary bonessss...."
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Post by Emiko on Sept 7, 2023 20:43:41 GMT -6
Marva had done an exemplary job working to draw Emiko in and conditioning her to get use to what the snake said and did. The conversation on it's own was enough to keep Emiko thinking and reply back to as if it were a natural thing when it wasn't just five minutes ago. And Marva's actions acted in a similar manner helping to get Emiko use to the snake's movements and presence in a way where...whatever she did wouldn't seem so scary or outlandish anymore.
In those conversations, as they continued - Emiko would learn that Marva was use to her solitude, but still found it thrilling to have company. She was especially vocal on the point of Emiko being lucky to escape the dangers of the jungle that would snuff out her life with a slash if given the chance. That was a danger she was fearful of this entire time. Somehow though...she was oblivious to the one right before her very eyes... Just how oblivious?
As Marva started to spin her head in soft circles again, Emiko found herself starting to follow the snake's movements with her own. Just...lightly moving her own head in gentle circles to keep pace with Marva. It wasn't something she was intentionally necessarily as it was more of an involuntary sort of act of curiosity. And she let this all unfold without even questioning it noted mostly by the sense of ease on her face and freedom of movements.
Marva might be further delighted to see that the grip Emiko had on her legs was loosening even more now. To a point where, she did shift just slightly to 'get more comfortable'. This act though was akin to her spreading her feet outward a bit as if stretching them out. It was merely a couple of inches forward, but a sign that she didn't feel the need to curl up as tightly as she had before.
What Emiko would take notice of though was when the serpent went on to emphasize a few other words yet again. Most notably the word 'my'. The emphasis on these words was clearly possessive, and left Emiko with strange thoughts. This was HER tree, and Emiko was...HER little one? She didn't believe this, and merely shrugged it off as a simple play on words. However, the seed had been planted, and she was consciously thinking on it unable to get rid of the idea of associating herself as Marva's like this very tree. Odd...
"...I just...sort of chose this tree at random..." Emiko admitted, showing that she didn't exactly mean her choice, but still made it all the same. "...I did climb it for refuge and rest, but...the location wasn't exactly specifically chosen. Though...I suppose it was a good stroke of luck. It seems like...a safe place to sleep, at least..."
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 1, 2023 10:18:56 GMT -6
Poor Emiko was following her role beautifully... from her words and her slightly more relaxed body language, it was clear she was beginning to associate Marva's tree with safety.
'Indeed,' the pythoness purred, drawing ever closer until Emiko's bright brown eyes were filling her vision. '....no predator would dare invade this space while I am here....'
Technically speaking, there was no untruth here, but Marva was hoping that sweet little Emiko's senses would be too overwhelmed to pick apart the true meaning of her words.
'I know it can be hard to know whom to trusssssssst ....' she said as her purple coils continued to flow and strobe through the air, oozing like oil around the hapless Emiko, 'essssspecially in an unfamiliar territory. Surely it is those who watch over us in our time of need that are our clossssessst confidantesssss...'
Marva inched even closer until her snout booped against Emiko's cute little nose, '..... our foul-weather friends, wouldn't you sssssssay, Emiko?'
So subtle were Marva's manipulations that the jungle visitor would have no idea she was sleepwalking her way to her doom ... and quite literally before long, if all things continued to play out in Marva's favour.
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Post by Emiko on Oct 1, 2023 22:22:04 GMT -6
Marva's efforts to make this tree seem like a place of refuge were working flawlessly. Just in the natural it's height, thickness, and foliage provided a natural haven for lost souls like Emiko. And to hear Marva say that no predator would dare invade the space while SHE was about was only further assurance. Poor Emiko was already feeling a sense of security she hadn't known since getting lost. Even if...that security was false. And that wasn't the only thing she'd feel.
The poor girl was becoming more and more desensitized to the hidden danger Marva made thanks to the constant movements the snake was making. Everything from slithering about casually to sneaking in and swaying her head about was just another action that Emiko had time to 'get use to'. At this point, this was all starting to feel normal to her, and her senses were a bit too desensitized to pick apart the lies Marva spoke to her.
This became most evident when the thick purpose coils of Marva started to flow and strobe about in the air. Just...casually moving about in their own slow way without any care, rhyme, or reason. And to it all, Emiko didn't seem to notice. Or at the very least, care about them. A far cry from the girl who had just minutes ago been petrified by Marva's presence.
Instead, Emiko found herself focused on Marva's words. About how it could be hard to know who to trust, and only those who look after lost souls in their time of need were the closest ones we could count on... It was all so true, especially to Emiko right now who felt this sort of thing in her now more than ever...
"...Y-yes, I agree. In unfamiliar places, it's hard to trust anyone..." She agreed, nodding softly to show her views on the matter were aligning with Marva's. "...But those that care for the lost...aren't like fair-weather friends. They can be our closest confidantes, I agree..."
Emiko's agreement with Marva was already bad enough for her as it showed just how close she had gotten to worming her way into the poor girl's mind. But the real kicker here was that Marva had used her earlier movements to push herself even closer to Emiko's face. To the point that at her last words, Marva's eyes poured into Emiko's and their noses were practically touching. How much closer could Marva get?
Despite how close Marva was both physically and in her mind, Emiko didn't seem to catch onto anything. Instead, she seemed to passively allow things to happen without interfering in them with the slightest. She kept her nose against Marva's and looked deep into her pretty eyes letting Marva's words sink into her ears like a sweet song she couldn't ignore... All the while, that grip around her legs was loosening, and her body relaxing. Yes indeed, poor Emiko was metaphorically sleepwalking right to her doom. And the saddest part was that she was obliviously allowing it to happen simply because Marva had made all this seem so normal...
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 2, 2023 0:37:22 GMT -6
At this point, Marva felt she could have begun her hypnotic display and would have captured the girl with nary an effort. Her eyes were now filling Emiko's gaze and even if there had been a flash of danger in the girlcub's mind, it would have been quickly (and cruelly) snuffed out by the hypnotic spirals.
But Marva was having far too much fun.
Seeing this timid, cautious girl open herself up (mentally and, judging from the position of her legs, physically) was nothing short of delicious. That soft little voice agreeing to everything she said, the little nod, that trusting childlike expression .... twisting Emiko's thoughts and desires so that the girlcub saw Marva as a trusted friend was an experience almost as tasty as the girl herself would no doubt be once she slipped into Marva's gullet.
Marva could sense she was on a roll now, and decided to tease the hapless Emiko even further.
"I am sssssoooo glad you can find it in your heart to trussssssssssssssst .... in meeeeee, little 'cub," she crooned, allowing that little melody to creep in again, "you have overcome your ssssspecccciessss prejudiccccce. Clearly you are far kinder and wiser than the majority of your tribe."
She said all this in a soft, soothing whisper, but inside Marva was shaking with laughter. By manipulating Emiko's sense of self, she was hoping to see if she could get even further inside the girlcub's mind. It was like a confidence trickster buttering up their mark - only with far more seductive, sinister intentions.
And Marva wasn't done there.
"I feel you and I have developed a ssssspecccccial bond," she whispered, once again turning her head in little circles to let Emiko adorably follow her movements, "and if you are beginning to trussssssssssssst in meeeeeeeeeee, then perhapsssss you may begin to trusssssssssssst me even further...... for you see, this tree is not the only refuge I can provide you"
As she said these last words, one of Marva's coils brushed against Emiko's knee. But this time it was intentional, and this time Marva allowed it to stroke against the girl's skin... slowly, gently, in time with the movements of her head, and her slow, seductive tones.....
Now to see how the cute little 'cub would react to this latest stimulus.
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Post by Emiko on Oct 2, 2023 21:16:58 GMT -6
Poor Emiko had no way to really read what was truly going on inside Marva's mind right now. The serpent's intentions were well hidden to say the least, and her behavior and demeanor made seeing through what was an act impossible. It was only made more difficult with the snake working to twist Emiko's thinking and manipulate her perception of things. As it was, it would most likely prove to be too late before Emiko learned the truth.
The manipulations would continue on as Marva expressed joy in Emiko's ability to overcome prejudice and trust in the snake. That phrase spoken in such a way as to make sure Emiko thought long and hard about it...
Like the previous times it had been spoken, Emiko couldn't help but let her mind ponder on that phrase. The words of trust bouncing around in her head in such a strange way while also leaving her with those exact feelings. She barely knew Marva; hardly had spoken to this creature at all. And yet, the emphasis that Marva continued to put on trusting her made it seem like she had known the serpent far longer... As heavily influenced as she was, somehow Marva's compliment made Emiko feel happy to have Marva's approval.
There was a faint blush that spread over Emiko's cheeks as she received Marva's praise. And when the serpent started to spin her head in little circles again, it didn't take long for Emiko to mirror those actions. She let a faint smile spread over her lips and started to twist and turn her own head in those same soft, slow motions mirroring Marva's only a step or two behind her. She couldn't explain why she was moving like this. Only that it felt natural to follow along and weave in this dance with her.
It was during this stretch that Marva spoke again and uttered those words of trust yet again. She spoke them in a melodic sort of tone with 'trust in me' ringing in Emiko's mind. Somehow, these words with her mirrored movements seem to blank out all her senses entirely. So much so that Emiko had loosened her grip around her legs considerably. She still held them, but started to draw forward a bit feeling like she needed to be closer to Marva. Much closer... And then...that's when the snake used one of her coils to gently rub against her exposed knee.
When this happened, you'd think given how manipulated Emiko's senses were that...she'd take to it quite gracefully. In reality though, the action may have been just a tad premature. Emiko ended up ceasing her head-dance with Marva and shifted her gaze elsewhere to see the coil on her knees. The sight of this...along with the subtle offer Marva offered wasn't something that went over Emiko's mind this time. She...seemed to know what Marva was hinting at, and the confusion and uncertainty returned again.
"...W-wait...are you...suggesting that I...take refuge in...in your coils...?" Emiko asked, her voice once again cautious and slightly fearful. "...I...N-no, I couldn't...possibly. I...I mean...I do trussst, er...trust in you... But...I don't know if I want...to be in your coils, really. It doesn't...feel appropriate..."
Feeling a sense of something not quite being right here, Emiko seemed to start to tense up again. The grip she had on her legs tightened yet again, and she seemed to huddle back against the tree nervously. All progress had seemed to have been lost with just a single mistake. Despite that seemingly being the case though, it wasn't true and would become evident in the moments that followed...
Emiko remained steadfast against the tree trunk only to unwittingly allow her eyes to return to Marva's. Their natural hue provided a sense of comfort Emiko was becoming conditioned to, and she watched the snake spin in those little circles again. It wasn't really long after this that Emiko found her own head spinning in soft circles right along with Marva's again. And before even a single minute had passed since her protest, poor Emiko was moving her head in the same sort of manner she was just moments ago. A blush again on her cheek, and sense of curiosity in her eyes... She just...couldn't keep herself from this dance with Marva no matter how hard she tried.
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 2, 2023 23:08:48 GMT -6
Marva cursed herself inwardly. Once again, her cockiness had got the better of her and almost cost her a meal and an evening's entertainment. Yet all was not lost. Emiko was still sat in her tree, watching her eyes and following her movements. At this rate, Marva felt she could flash her spirals and the girl would be under her spell in no time at all. And from that point, silly little Emiko would have no say in proceedings whatsoever. Marva could have her sleepwalk straight into the python's mouth with a big smile on her face if she so wished.... But no, that still seemed to easy. This little cutie was far too much fun to not toy with further.
"But of coursssse, my sssssweet," Marva cooed, drawing back to a respectful distance, but still turning her head in little circles. "It was merely a sssssssuggestion ... the main thing is that you trussssssssst in meeeeee..... jussssssssst in meeeeeeeee...."
Marva started to sway her head from side to side, testing to see how far she could physically draw Emiko along. She needed to be careful not to overdo this, needing to lure the girlcub in so subtly that she wouldn't suspect anything was amiss. "Ssssso long as youare in my tree, in coils or not, you will be perfectly sssafe..... ssssssssssafe and sssssssssssound....."
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Post by Emiko on Oct 3, 2023 16:58:29 GMT -6
Emiko had legitimate concerns about Marva's subtle offer to protect her within her coils. It was the first time since the first sight that Emiko had a hint of unease. Despite that though, she was mostly oblivious to how Marva had expertly subdued her senses thanks to meticulous planning and subtle manipulations. And even with the first ray of this distress popping up, it most likely wouldn't last long with Marva being quick to try countering and snuffing it out in the moments to come.
To accomplish that goal, Marva could have easily quashed this by unleashing a little talent of hers she had kept hidden. However, she decided to try and quell the 'rebellion' within Emiko through more verbal manipulations and subtle movements. And for what it was worth, it ended up working really, really well.
The initial hint of worry inside of Emiko was sort of a two-fold thing. An outer layer of being frightened of the snake's coils while inwardly also feeling guilt after the fact of having to decline on the fly. So, when Marva expressed understanding towards Emiko's decision, it was a massive boost to the naive girl's morale. She felt happy that Marva had no ill will towards her hesitance. Or, so it seemed...
The 'understanding' gave Emiko a hint of peace which opened her up to Marva's words again. Once more, there was emphasis on the idea of not only trusting in Marva, but just in her... A strange phrase to speak aloud, but one that Emiko couldn't help but absorb and let bounce around in her head a bit. As it did, she could feel herself growing more comfortable around Marva. Weirdly as if she really was the only one she could trust in this whole jungle... It was strange and...quite nice...
The silly girl found herself so caught up in these warm thoughts of trust that what happened next was sort of lost to her. Emiko had still been following along by spinning her head in gentle circles in time with Marva's. Soon enough though, Marva started to expand her movements by swaying from side to side. To this change, Emiko seemed to instinctively move right along with Marva and began to sway her upper body gently too and fro while still spinning her head about... All this seeming to happen instinctively...
To make room for her body to move more freely, Emiko was forced to sit up from the tree trunk a bit giving up protection at her back. Likewise, the grip around her legs was beginning to loosen again. And with just the few movements and words, it seemed like Marva had gotten herself back into manipulating Emiko. The main thing behind this though was that Emiko just felt this need to sort of dance and move right along with Marva. And honestly, if she had been standing up? It was possible that Emiko could be made to follow Marva's movements to spin herself into the python's coils... All this without a single bit of hypnosis.
That wasn't to say that Emiko was going with this without really thinking about it. At times, Emiko did get this sense that something was really off with what was happening. But Marva's words had a way of shutting down her thinking. And before long, she did that by putting emphasis on being 'safe and sound' with her. The feelings of safe and sound...emphasized and bounced in Emiko's mind making her not only feel that way, but desire it further.
"...Y-yes, I'm...so thankful for that... All I've ever wanted since coming out here...was to be sssafe and sssound. Er-safe, and sound, I mean..." She spoke again, momentarily speaking the words that were running through her mind before correcting. She did wonder why she said safe and sound the way she did, but didn't care enough ponder it too far.
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 4, 2023 14:09:41 GMT -6
Marva had also noticed the subtly serpentine quality of the Emiko's words. It seemed the trusting girlcub was getting more and more caught in the snake's influence, both from her manner of speech and the way she danced so gently in time with Marva's motions.
All of which played right into Marva's hands (so to speak). Perhaps it was time now to bring this “dance” to its conclusion – and to seal Emiko's doom once and for all.
“And you are, my pet, my sssssssweet little foundling,” Marva said softly as she swam her head back towards Emiko's face. She now knew the girl was relaxed enough to have Marva pressed right up against her face, and so the snake did, tilting her snout downwards so their noses lay against each other. Marva's enormous amber globes were mere inches from Emiko's wide brown eyes.
Marva took a moment to enjoy the innocent curiosity reflected back at her, those last few seconds until the browns were to be swallowed in spirals, as Emiko's identity was to be absorbed by Marva's sinister power.
“You are....” Marva's voice was barely a whisper now, “sssso, sssssssooooo ssssssafe ...... you can believe in meeeeeeeeeeeee......”
And then, one last tease before claiming the girl completely. “Can you sssseee that, my dear Emiko.....?”
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Post by Emiko on Oct 4, 2023 21:11:48 GMT -6
The longer the 'dance' between Emiko and Marva went on, the more the young girl seemed to sink into the manipulations Marva was using. Her mind at this point had created a false illusionary sense that she was perfectly safe, and could trust Marva nearly completely. Her words had swayed her mind in the same way Marva's movements had swayed Emiko's body quite literally into the sense of all this being totally normal... It was frightening how far Emiko had been brought in such a short time, and the fruits of that would show itself in the following moments.
Marva would work to sink a few more 'thoughts' into Emiko's mind by emphasizing not trust and safety, but referring to Emiko indirectly as 'hers'. Emiko was 'her' pet, and 'her' sweet little foundling. It was taken by Emiko as an innocent gesture with no real meaning behind it. Yet, the naive girl couldn't help but let the words curiously bounce around in her brain. For a brief moment, she actually felt like she WAS Marva's. How silly.
Like the previous times, Emiko wouldn't have much of a chance to think on this before the snake slowed their dance with Emiko following behind gradually. And then, Marva gently pushed herself forward and right into Emiko's face. At the end of it, Emiko found herself staring directly into Marva's amber eyes with their foreheads practically touching.
Here, Emiko just stared into Marva's eyes curiously while sitting completely still and silent. She blinked a few times curious to the meaning behind the move. She probably would have questioned it more directly if Marva didn't speak again going on to say that Emiko was so safe, and that she could believe in her. For whatever reason, these words seemed to hit Emiko the hardest.
Maybe because she was staring so deep into Marva's pretty eyes? Or that the words she had spoken before had manipulated her senses to accept this so easily? Whatever the case, Emiko suddenly felt more safe than she had ever before, and she truly did believe in Marva, as she said. The grip around her legs had loosened even more to this, and her feet started to scoot towards the edge of either side of the branch. Very little was keeping Emiko huddled safely with her seemingly ready to flop 'open' at just the slightest thing.
There was one last moment where Marva's voice became incredibly calm. In a soft voice, she asked if Emiko could see it, again referring to the girl as 'her' dear... Sort of lost in a daze at this point, Emiko couldn't help but answer quite favorably.
"...I...I can see it... I believe in you... I am safe...with you..." She'd lightly say, staring deep into Marva's golden orbs just...transfixed on them. She couldn't look away otherwise. "...I feel...hazy, but this I can see so clearly... You were right...about everything..."
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 4, 2023 23:33:29 GMT -6
A smile slithered across Marva's scaly lips. The girl was as good as hers.
Slowly, very slowly, Marva's pupils began to shrink
“I am glad you can ssssee that,” she whispered as the spots shrank to dots (“You are ssssafe to relaxxxxxx....”), collapsing faster with each word Marva spoke (“.... sssssafe to ressssssst .....”), vanishing into pinpricks (“.... sssssssssssafe to ....”), then exploding outward in a bloom of colours as Marva sighed the next word ......
“...... ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppp.....”
Once again, Marva began to move her head in little motions, but her dance had taken on a whole new dangerous dimension. This was Marva's feared weapon in action, her dazzling eyes which could lure the unwary and incautious into their orbit, swallowing their identity and their will, melting their hapless victim into Marva's pliant little puppet.
And Emiko had just looked right into them.
“Do you hear it, my little. Lossssssssssst. Lamb?” Marva said, once again drawing her head away so she could savour the full-body sight of Emiko falling headlong into her spell. “The sssssiren ssssssssong of ssssssssslumber, it calls to you.”
Marva's voice had once again taking on that gently mocking sing-song quality, like a mother teasing her child. How could she not, when this pretty little fool had blundered into her trap so easily?
“You have been on your feet for ssssssooooo long.... wandering the jungle ....... every ssssssstep of the way bringing you here...... bringing you to thisssssssssss very tree .... carrying you to me.”
To and fro, up and down, Marva was getting more into her dance then she had before, now she knew she had Emiko's “full” attention. The python's eyes poured forth a display of blues, greens, golds, purples, pinks, every spiral shooting across the tiny gap between them and seeping into Emiko's own eyes. And as she danced, Marva accentuated her curves and sleek frame, her purple coils shining in the moonlight, creating a dazzling, seductive display that all but the strongest of wills could have a hope of resisting.
“Feel the pull of ssssssssssleeeep on your mind, feel it wrap around you, cocooning you..... enveloping you ...... ssssssoooon you will be wrapped up in ssssssleeep and ssssssssslumber....”
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Post by Emiko on Oct 6, 2023 20:39:35 GMT -6
Emiko never saw it coming... Never in her wildest dreams could she ever imagine happening what was about to unfold. Everything she had been through so far had defied all logic and reason... But the next event to take place? It proved to be the one thing that practically legends were made of.
Marva had done such a good job of setting the stage for Emiko that when it came time to expose her to the python's ultimate power, there was no hope for her... Emiko had gotten so comfortable, felt so 'normal' around everything Marva did that it allowed her to get in close without restraint. And that sort of comfort and normality had left Emiko open to the full force of the onslaught.
It all happened rather quickly... While still staring into Marva's eyes and listening to her speak some strange things, Emiko did notice the snake's pupils starting to shrink. It was a curious thing, but she thought so little of them and just continued to stare back watching them get smaller and smaller... And just as they became little pin-pricks in her eyes, just BARELY noticeable even at this close distance, that's when the real power showed itself. In an instant, Marva's eyes exploded with fast moving, hypnotic rings that caught Emiko totally by surprise.
The moment those rings started to flow, they proved to be incredibly powerful and potent on Emiko. The 'normality' setup of things beforehand made it worse and resulted in Emiko taking to the hypnosis far faster than you'd expect.
Marva had barely finished her statement when Emiko's own eyes followed almost in time with Marva's. They quite rapidly would shrink down to the size of a pin-prick. And within just a few moments of time, out of those pinpricks would flow a never-ending string of colorful rings that mirrored what she saw flowing within Marva's eyes. It was swift, potent, and so powerful...
As Marva extended a powerful phrase of 'sleep', Emiko's body and mind seemed to fall hard into the command right then and there. Whatever grip was left on her legs was lost as her arms fell limp to her sides, and her legs falling to dangle on either side of the branch. And then, as Marva drew back and started to sway again...there Emiko followed suit starting to move with her...
For the moment, most of Marva's words were lost on her as this new sensation of hypnosis started to creep into her. What Emiko couldn't ignore though was the strange daze and drowsiness she felt. This, along with a magnetized sensation to keep her eyes on Marva's had her flowing along with the snake in yet another dance. Though clumsy this time, the movements were quite natural and easy given she had been through this before.
Emiko continued to stare into the python's eyes and absorbing the rings she were exposed to quite greedily at points. Midway through this, she heard the snake mentioning something about sleep wrapping around her. And that's when her eyes started to droop just slightly. The rings within were already flowing quite swiftly, washing over her consciousness and eroding it away. The dance she were engaged in again was also tiring her out, and now the suggestive commands were starting to take root. In the moment, Emiko found it impossible to do anything other than just sit, stare, and dance along with Marva... She hadn't the faintest idea what was happening and was just going through the motions of what seemed 'natural'.
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Post by dedi2procrastin8 on Oct 6, 2023 23:56:06 GMT -6
Oh how Marva loved this part!
That initial surprise and dumbfoundedness, their eyes bulging as they invited the spirals in wholeheartedly, their mouths hanging open, their bodies sagging heavily, ready to be enveloped....
But there was something special about this particular mancub, perhaps her exoticism or her relative naivety about the jungle. Whatever it was, the sight of Emiko falling into her spell was notably delicious to Marva.
And the fun was only just beginning.
"Yessssssssssssssss I think you can sssssssssee it, can't you...." the python murmured, swaying mesmerically before the bedazzled beauty. "And you can feel it can't you, that wonderful warm sssssssssleeeeepy ssssenssssation, your body feeling like...." Here Marva trailed off, trying to think of a good comparison. She would have thought "warm and soft as sludge" but she didn't think that particular image would suit the feelings she wanted to engender in Emiko.
Then it hit her.
"Your body feeling like.......... honey. Yesssssssssssss, your body as ssssssoft and the ssssenssationssss as sssssssssweet as honey. Your arms, your legs, your eyes, your heavy head..... alll ssssssssoft and ssssssssluggish. Feel the sssssweeet honeylike sssssssensssssssation ssssssssssseeep through your body...."
Marva's voice was as quiet and gentle as a still lake surface, but with the power she was wielding over Emiko, the snake knew the girlcub was quite literally hanging on her every word.
"My sssssssssweeet little Emiko," she crooned, "as ssssssssssoft and ssssssssssssweet as honey..."
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