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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 26, 2024 4:07:26 GMT -6
Kobu’s constant struggle to try and shake the powerful and muscular coils off his body left Sashima with a playful smirk on her scaly lips. She saw how tight his eyes were squeezed shut, how his brows creased, knowing that if he were to open his eyelids, he would fall right into the trap of her sensual and exotic spirals once again.
The sultry python, despite her sweet-natured and kind demeanour, was secretly one of the strongest snakes on Álah’kū. And the blonde haired frat boy was now realising the gravity of the situation he had found himself in. More ripples from Sashima’s hot pink underbelly scales pinched and rippled into his buttocks, while the length of white and pink around his waist resumed it’s intense massage, the underside of her coils practically kissing Kobu’s abs with surgical precision.
"Oh, I believe you need more than a time out, Kobu. Now let’sss see you open thossssse pretty little blue eyesssss for meeee…." She hissed, her forked tongue flickering out to tickle his nose. The tip of her tail, still around his left wrist, ghosted towards his left arm, wiggling underneath his armpit. It began to tickle the skin..
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Back at the village, Arella showcased her magical abilities for the children. First, she conjured up a blue orchid in the palm of her hand, which then burst into a swarm of blue butterflies. “Be like a butterfly and a flower - beautiful and sought after, yet unassuming and gentle." She smiled, graciously receiving the applause from the young crowd. Even Ryan, Ugo and Tia were impressed.
"She’s amazing, isn’t she, Ryan?” Tia smiled.
"Arella’s settled in really well. I hear you and Kali have formed a special bond.” Ryan enquired.
"Motherhood is important to us. And one day, maybe fatherhood can do the same for you.” Tia suggested.
Ryan could only smile and sigh longingly, knowing that Arella’s premonition was correct. If the British jungle lad were to be a good father figure, sacrifices would have to be made. But that was a tale for another time. Right now, all Ryan could do was admire the sorceress’s ethereal beauty and magic.
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Post by Spirals on Feb 27, 2024 21:11:43 GMT -6
"Grrr! No!" Kobu shouted, refusing to open his ocean blue eyes for the sultry and flirtatious serpent. Sashima was using all her charm to chip away at the jungle jock's guard and will. And whether Kobu admitted it or not, it was working!
The hunky and muscular man cub was unable to fight back, no matter how large his muscles were or how wide they bulged with his struggles.
The loincloth clad stud barred his teeth when he felt something graze beneath his armpit. Wiggling about in a sensually ticklish way...
"HA! HAHA! STOP!" Kobu roared, unable to hide the fact that the jungle hunk was very, very sensitive to the scaly touch!
Thrashing his arm to get away from Sashima was the wrong move for it fell write into her seductively clever plan. A coil shot out and wrapped itself around Kobu's extended right arm, much like the way his left wrist was being coiled and immobilized.
Suddenly, another coil smoothly yet forcibly cupped Kobu's square and chiseled chin, smooshing his cheeks and forcing the jungle man to stare straight forward. The blonde Swede's eyes shot open in shock and defeat, helplessly standing still. Strong arms stretched out in the air immobilized, her handsome face forced to stare straight ahead.
"NO!" Kobu grunted, as his eyes widened and stared straight into Sashima's. They were rippling fast. Full of spiraling, sinful colors. First red, then pink, then white, then lavender, then a hotter shade of pink, then pastel pink...
The serpentine sweetheart's hypnotic rings were at full force, aimed right at Kobu.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 28, 2024 12:20:40 GMT -6
This was the right moment Sashima had been waiting for. As her tail tip tickled around and underneath Kobu’s left armpit, he cried out for the playful python to cease her sensual and flirtatious tickling. All of her charm was beginning to slowly erode all of the jungle jock’s psychological defenses.
"Oh? But you don’t want me to sssstop, do you, my dear ssssweet Kobu?" The serpentine sweetheart giggled, watching the Swedish frat boy’s large muscles bulging with every struggle. His skin reacted to her playful groping of his firm buttocks and seductive squeezing of his abs in an outbreak of goosebumps, which indicated to Sashima that he was liking it!
As Kobu thrashed his extended right arm outwards in a desperate bid to escape, one section of the playful python’s white coils shot out and wrapped itself around the muscular limb tightly, stretching his arms out in the air and effectively immobilising him. Another coil forcibly cupped his chin, smooshing his cheeks together like a chipmunk and forcing him to stare straight ahead. Another coil wrapped around his strong legs, binding them together at his ankles. His ocean blue eyes opened…. And were soon met by a new display of alluring colours. Unlike her previous colours of sinful purple, erotic red, and lustful pink, which she referred to as her "love spirals”, a newer, more enticing pattern began to pour out of Sashima’s eyes.
Erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, a hotter shade of attractive pink, and pastel pink. These colours were her default pattern. Though she was in no mood to ravish Kobu (she saved her love spirals and pheromones for Ryan during their frequent dalliances), she was eager to have some form of fun with the blonde haired jock.
"Yessssss, Kobu. That’sssss it. I call thesssse my sssspirituality ssssspiralsssss." Sashima cooed. "One glance and you will feel a deep connection to me. Part of you wantssss thisssss. Needssss thissss. Give in to thissssss."
The python’s soothing words flowed like the sweetest of honey, and Kobu was now on the precipice of taking the plunge.
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Post by Spirals on Feb 28, 2024 21:50:09 GMT -6
"GRH! MPFHH!" The jungle man grunted, still trying to uselessly struggle against his scaly situation. But all that resistance would be over soon.
Kobu stared directly into Sashima's spirituality spirals as she called them. The muscular man cub's ocean blue eyes were looking deep within them, forced too by the coil around his chiseled chin. His handsome face looking so cute with those squished cheeks and pursued lips, the jungle jock could only stare.
Ok, Kobu could do this. They were just silly spirals! Dumb colors that came in rings...pretty fast spinning rings...pretty colors actually...red...pink..white...purple...
Erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, a hotter shade of attractive pink, and pastel pink to be exact! The minute Kobu made eye contact with Sashima it was over. Her spirituality spirals repeated in a pattern that tricked any onlooker's brain nerves to released an enormous amount of dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin. Her color choice, speed, and pattern were all intentional to provoke these feelings within Kobu, and create a hypnotic connection between the two. A deep, mesmeric bond that would grant Sashima total ownership of Kobu's mind and will.
Slowly, the loincloth clad stud's movements and gruntes lessened and slowed.
"Mpfg...grr...mhmmm..." Kobu murmured as his hands went limp, and his strong upper torso stopped twisting. "Spuh...spirituality spirals?"
The bliss began to hit. Electrical shots of pure pleasure and relaxation began to sprout across Kobu's tired, almost naked body. Starting at the tips of his big toes and climbing his strong calves, and thick thighs. Kobu's ocean blue eye's began to shrink. Slowly at first. Dilating smaller and smaller the more he stared. Until they were pinpricks in a sea of white.
It would be a minute for the connection to fully form. For the jungle jock to truly give in and fall deep into the realms of bliss. A strange fog began to settle into Kobu's head. Making it so hard to think...so hard to remember what he was even doing or where he even was!
The jungle stud gasped as the pinpricks in his eyes disappeared and they filled with the same colors as Sashima's. Erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, a hotter shade of attractive pink, and pastel pink. Same order and speed. All those falsely released hormones we making Kobu beleive a feeling this good, could only come from Sashima.
"I...I...I wuh-want this...ne-need this..guh...give in...to...." The hunky muscle head repeated, in a slurred and dreamy speech. Those words entered his ears like syrup dripping from a spoon. They sounded wonderful, and weighed so much within his soul. Has Sashima's voice always sounded like that? So perfect, so soothing, so all knowing. Like all Kobu had to do was listen to her every word and everything would be right in the jungle.
Kobu stared and stared, the blissful feeling slowly starting to reach his calves. He was standing limp, immobilized, with squished cheeks and eyes wide with spirals. He was in the palm of Sashima's hand so to speak. At her mercy. It was her move, and he would fall when she deemed it to.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 29, 2024 5:18:36 GMT -6
Sashima’s spirituality spirals. A tongue twister if there ever was one. But unlike her love spirals, which were always used to make a jungle man fall in love with her once they stumbled upon her tree, this hidden ability of the serpentine sweetheart was deployed when her need for using her subjects as hunky toys to play with took precedent over her most intimate of desires. And Kobu was 110 percent the latter.
Once the jungle jock ocean blue eyes met Sashima’s shimmering stare of red, pink, white, lavender hot pink and pastel pink, there was no looking away. This pattern in the python’s eyes caused synapses in Kobu’s brain to unleash a rush of dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin. Like a junkie hitting the highest of highs and craving another dose of bliss. In turn, feelings of relaxation and obedience were instilled deep within Kobu, allowing him to achieve a connection between him and Sashima. One that granted her control of his mind, body and soul.
"Yesssss, Kobu. Sssspirituality ssssspiralssss. A little disssplay I have prepared for you." The python giggled, her voice sultry, seductive, tempting, and alluring.
As Kobu’s strong arms went limp, small jolts of white hot electricity surged through his veins. From the tips of his toes, up across his cut pectoral muscles, and ending at his fingertip's. Those blue eyes soon shrunk to pinpricks, disappearing and allowing those colours of erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, attractive hot pink, and pastel pink to smother his vision, reflecting her own mesmerising pattern.
Sashima’s voice filtered into Kobu’s ear, the little hairs on the back of his neck doing a Mexican wave. It was soothing, all knowing, and desirable. Like she was the love most jungle men on Álah’kū had been crying out for. As the blonde-haired Swede continued to stare and stare, the sultry serpent began to coil her sinuously soft body around his calves, passing over them and slowly moving upwards towards his abs and lower waist.
"Keep sssstaring, Kobu. You’re almosssst there." Sashima urged, the late afternoon skies slowly starting its transition into evening. And she was going to make this a night to remember.
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Post by Spirals on Mar 3, 2024 14:24:49 GMT -6
Kobu felt his arms be released from their extended hold. They fell limp in font of him, as the jungle jock was in a slightly hunched position.
Every muscular in Kobu's loincloth clad body has released all tension and on the verge of sinking into the blissful relaxation that was slowly over taking them.
The man cub's muscular arms, once used to swing on vines and hunt prey, now swayed uselessly as Sashima performed her magic.
The coils around his bound ankles slowly began to circle up the handsome and hunky jungle man. Sashima's beautifully colored scales felt marvelous on Kobu's tanned, sweaty skin. The heat in the air created more heat between them, the skin on scale contact feeling wondrous to both. Like a massage as Sashima began to encase Kobu's shaped calves, toned knees, then thick thighs.
"Kuh...keep st-staring..." The blonde-haired Swede muttered. His chiseled face still squished by Sashima's tail they held him upright. Kobu could barely stand let along speak and think.
The jungle disappeared, all other noises vanished, hell Koby even forgot why he left the man-village in the first place! It was...it was...something about...
"Mhmm" Kobu groaned, a trickle of drool dribbling down his mouth that was hung ajar and squished. The jungle man was become more vegetable by the minute.
Those false feelings of bliss and happiness that were created by Sashima's spirituality spirals pulsed through his muscular almost naked body. And they seemed to enhance whenever Kobu did what Sashima desired.
So maybe if Kobu did whatever Sashima wanted, he could keep this high going. This intense and electric feeling of pure pleasure was what Kobu wanted, no, needed. Like a junkie on a high it was all the jungle jock could think about.
Just a little bit further...the hairs on the back of his neck stood up as Sashima's sultry and delicious voice filled Kobu's swarming mind with empty promises and secrets. He was so close to what? Kobu hoped to find out as his desired and will became reprogrammed to Sashima's image. The hypnotic connection she was forming, giving her complete control of Kobu's mind, body, and soul, would rewrite the handsome man cub's thoughts and desires to that of the serpent. It would be Sashima's jungle and he was just living in it. And god Kobu wanted to live in Sashima's jungle so badly.
From overly confident jungle douche bag to a limp, drooling muscular bag of mush, Sashima certainly had a way with men. Kobu was close, just a little push was needed. And as the late afternoon turned to early evening, before the moon rose he would become Sashima's favorite thing in all of Alakkhu.
Handsome, helpless, and totally hypnotized.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Mar 3, 2024 14:59:23 GMT -6
As Kobu felt his strong arms fall limp in front of him, his body was now in a slightly hunched position. Every muscle had ceased struggling, and was now giving in to the blissful strains of relaxation that was washing over his toned physique. By now, Sashima’s luscious and soft coils had now passed over his calves, toned knees and thick thighs, now passing subtly and tantalisingly over his loincloth clad groin. The python’s scaly touch was soothing and silky smooth, with a few pinches from her underbelly scales dotting small toned areas of his skin.
"Yesssss, Kobu. Keep ssssstaring. Ssssuch a good little man-hunk." Sashima giggled, her tail squeezing his chiseled face as her coils held him upright.
The sounds of the jungle - birds, crickets, the breeze, the heat - all vanished in a haze of husky hissing and compelling squeezes. By now, the serpentine sweetheart’s tail was now sprialling up and and around the jungle jock’s six pack. Her spirituality spirals were causing Kobu to forget why he left the man-village earlier. Even the faces of Ryan and Arella had dissipated, leaving only false feelings of happiness coursing through his veins. And Sashima was all too eager to see her handsome catch sustain this incredible high. A trickle of drool dribbled down Kobu’s mouth, rendering him helpless and with nowhere to run.
One last push was all Sashima needed to make Kobu all hers for the night. His mind was swimming as her sultry and dulcet tones reverberated in every corner of his mind. The hypnotic connection between them was now rewriting every thought, every desire, and every will to Sashima’s own making. This was the serpent’s jungle, fit for a queen. And Kobu was just the right companion to unwittingly stumble into her den of seduction.
The skies were now slowly turning red and orange, with hints of blue still lingering. One last push….
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Back at the village, Ryan and Arella had finished their duties in keeping a watchful eye on the children of the hustling settlement. With everyone now beginning to call an end to another productive day, the gothic goddess told her beau to meet her at her tent at sunset. And Ryan had just about enough time to make a quick collection of some very useful minerals and oils to help make this evening a relaxing one.
The British jungle hunk made his way over to a nearby hut. It was similar to the ones made of straw and wood, but had a bead curtain covering its entrance. As he stepped in, a sea of sinful and scantily clad outfits, all covering headless wooden display mannequins, greeted him in it’s interior. A cascade of corsets, headdresses, rhinestone and gem covered thongs, and other costumes were all on display. This was the workshop of Lydia Baez, Álah’kū’s resident showgirl and seamstress. Her hut appeared… empty.
"Lydia? Are you in here?" He called out, hoping for an answer. He was eager to make this quick pick-up….
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Post by Spirals on Mar 3, 2024 15:29:51 GMT -6
The sky was chancing colors, just like Sashima's eyes which were locked on Kobu. The poor jungle hunk never stood a chance. For when the serpentine sweetheart sets her mind on something, she won't stop till her most deepest desires are fulfilled.
And in this situation, it was snatching the handsome and muscular man cub all for herself.
The soft pinches were everything to the entranced jungle jock. Her underbelly scales gently rubbing with such precision. The blonde Swede felt his legs being totally coiled, then his loincloth clad groin and buttocks, then across his rock hard six pack. By now his large, limp arms were taken in and pinned at his side by the coils.
Slowly Sashima worked her magic as she focused her attention on Kobu's handsome face and spiraling eyes, and his greek god bod.
Wrapping her coils up further, they traveled across his rock hard six pack, over his biceps, his thick pillow pecs, and finishing around his boulder like broad shoulders.
"Hehe...guh...good, little..m-man hunk" the dopey and dazed Kobu giggled. Totally unaware of the coil cocoon that was encasing him. He was trapped. No was of escaping. Yet the jungle man didn't seem to mind?
Oh that's right. Sashima had gotten rid of all his senses and thoughts. Only one thing was on Kobu's reprogrammed mind: Sashima. That voice and those spirals were all he knew in the jungle. Sashima's jungle.
One final push...and the jungle hunk would be hers.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Mar 4, 2024 3:14:18 GMT -6
Erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, attractive hot pink, and pastel pink….
Kobu’s vision continued to reflect the soothing colours of Sashima’s spirituality spirals. Amidst the backdrop of slowly reddening skies, the serpentine sweetheart’s deepest desires would soon be satiated. Though she would have preferred spiriting away Kobu’s rival, Ryan, into her love-nest all for herself, she decided there and then that the Swedish frat boy would be a worthy substitute for the British gentleman. And why shouldn’t he? Her crafty prowess in seducing jungle men was legendary.
Sashima’s hot pink underbelly scales continued to leave soft pinches across Kobu’s Greek god-like body, rubbing with surgical precision. Her coils spiralled up and over his six pack, pinning his already limp and muscular arms to their sides. The playful python left one exotic pinch to his buttocks, firmly caressing the skin on the jungle jock’s rear-end. The abundance nearly overwhelmed her as she shivered, a small ripple effect forcing the skin on Kobu’s backside to tingle in pleasure.
"MhmmHmmHmmm… He isssss all mine now…." Sashima internally giggled, the love heart patterns on her coils glistening in small filters of red light that creaked through the canopy. She focused her attention on Kobu’s handsome face, keeping his vision permanently staring straight ahead.
Her coils were now slowly passing over Kobu’s thick pectoral muscles, briefly cupping them and forcing a giggle from Sashima. A girlish, yet sultry giggle. She finished her soft and sinuous scales around his broad shoulders. She listened to her hypnotised hunk repeat her earlier words. All that registered in the Swedish jock’s now reprogrammed mind was serving Sashima. In her jungle. A jungle of her own sensual desires.
"Yesssss, Kobu. Yesssss you are a good little man-hunk. MY man-hunk.” She huskily hissed. Her tail tip, its underbelly scales still squishing his cheeks, looped around his neck, gently tugging and forcing his still spiralling eyes to open wider. This was the push Sashima was waiting for…
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”Hola mi amor!" Came the voice of Lydia as she appeared from a corner of her tent. At 5 foot 9, her curvy hourglass figure was clad in a zebra print bikini, which accentuated her buxom chest and large rear-end. Her signature brown locks were styled in her trademark retro and bouncy 50’s pin curl style, matching her aqua blue eyes. She embraced Ryan in a warm and friendly hug, then rubbed her nose against his in an Eskimo kiss before breaking off the embrace.
"Good evening, Lydia. Hope you don’t mind me stopping by.” Ryan smiled, admiring the spicy Spanish seamstress’s curvy figure.
"Not at all, Ryan. You should stop by more often. I rarely get uninvited guests.” Lydia giggled. Her winged eyeliner and purple eyeshadow only emphasised her sexiness, and she was secretly happy that the British jungle hunk had walked into her tent. She traced a spiral motion with her soft index finger on his left pectoral muscle. "So what are you here for, handsome? An early evening rendezvous?"
"Oh, just hear to ask you for a favour, Lydia. I’m looking to borrow some massage oil." Ryan smiled as he took Lydia’s left hand off his chest and twirled her like a dancer.
"Well, you’re in luck, Ryan. Come over here…" She giggled, taking Ryan by the hand and leading him to a table. Several bottles of massage oil, all distilled from the various colourful and sweet smelling flowers on Álah’kū, stood on top of it. But which one would Ryan choose?
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Post by Spirals on Mar 6, 2024 20:40:30 GMT -6
"Mhmmm? Kobu moaned as the soulful and mental connection grew between the pair. With Sashima holding all the power.
Those powerful, spirituality spirals were having quite the affect of Kobu's psyche. The jungle jock couldn't tell what was up or down, left or right, hell he probably couldn't even tell you his own name! The handsome blonde Swede's swirling eyes struggled to stay open. the muscular man cub was at that stage now. His head was heavy and murky, like walking through quicksand. His loincloth clad frame was so comfortable he could barely hold it up. In fact if it weren't for Sashima's coils then Kobu probably wouldn't collapsed on the jungle floor!
So many dopamines running through his system like electricity, overloading his senses and normal body functions to trick the entire persona that this was right. All was good as long as Kobu stared into the sweetheart serpent's eyes...
Kobu's head swayed as he tried to follow Sashima's gently circular head movements. He giggled along with her, feeling his thick, pillow pectorals being cupped for a moment.
"Heh...hehe...um...imma...guh...good man-hunk...y-your man-hu...hun..mhmmm" Kobu could barely even finish that sentence as the coils wrapped around his chest, broad boulder like shoulders, smoothyl reaching his neck.
The jungle jock was falling fast. In a few moment's he'd be fast asleep! Drifting away into the blissful realms of relaxation and desire those spirituality spirals promised. Sashima's words in his ears whispering sweet nothing as the jungle man closed his eyes for one, last time...
But where's the fun in that?
*TUG*
"GULP!"
Kobu was suddenly slightly choked as he tail that was squishing his handsome, chiseled face wrapped around his neck and gave a quick yank! This forced the jungle jock's airway to close and his natural bodily functions to kick in.
The muscular man cubs cheeks puffed like a chipmunk. His eye's bulged for a moment. Taking in more of those sinful colors, the ones in Kobu's own eyes slowing in down for just a second. But then immediately going back to their original pace, if not faster.
This was the final push Kobu needed. To fall into an entranced state so deep, so mind numbing and body tingling it could only be the work of Sashima. Many jungle hunks before had had the pleasure of such an experience and now? It was Kobu's turn.
*PING*
A wide, goofy smile spread across Kobu's handsome face, stretching from ear to ear! This dopey, dumb grin was a sign that he was completely complacent. Absolutely no thinking or caring was being done. The man-hunk was a vegetable at this point. A fit, buff, boy toy.
And as Sashima gave Kobu one giant squeeze something else occurred.
*POP* *POP*
So muscular and buff was the jungle man that with the intense squeeze, his round, potruding pectorals popped out of the coil cocoon that encased him, leaving the serpentine sweetheart with the most delicious view of a full coiled Kobu, and his perky pecs staring back at her.
Gently lifted off the ground Kobu made not a peep or made a single stirr. Slowly turned to face Sashima were the serpent gloated at Kobu's blank expression. Wide, spiraling eyes and stupid smile. His long blonde hair pooling over the cocoon. Only his head, pecs, and bare feet sticking out.
He was helpless, handsome, and fully hypnotized. Just how Sashima liked her man-hunks.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Mar 7, 2024 5:29:20 GMT -6
Once Kobu gulped in alarm as Sashima’s tail wrapped around his neck and gave a slight yank, closing off his windpipe, his spiralling eyes bulged and took in more of those sinful colours - erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, attractive hot pink and pastel pink. For a brief moment, those same colourful rings slowed down to a snail’s pace, only to immediately revert back to their original pace, lightly speeding up.
This was the final push that the serpentine sweetheart was waiting for. Kobu had fallen into a trance so deep, so electrifying, so spine tingling, that he had forgotten his own name, his own purpose on Álah’kū, and even his failed seduction of Arella back at the man-village. For Sashima, this was her modus operandi. Many jungle hunks before Kobu had fallen to her sultry charm and sensual demeanour, including Ryan, but even he had he never experienced such a deep and meaningful connection from her spirituality spirals. And now it was the jungle frat boy’s turn to be the first recipient of this new and mesmerising hidden ability that the python possessed.
That familiar PING resonated in Kobu’s mind, effectively sealing his fate. Sashima giggled as a wide and dreamy smile spread across the handsome Swede’s face, watching him grin from ear to ear. His mind had been effectively smothered by her shimmering display of colour, rendering him a blank slate at this point in time. Now he was her subject, her buff boy toy, her man-cub. Sashima shut off her spirals, admiring her work.
"Now, my dear ssssweet Kobu. Before we retreat to my tree, I think little ole me dessssservessss a little treat for my eyessss." She giggled. Her coils tightened around the frat boy in one giant squeeze, causing his cut and rounded pectoral muscles to pop out of the coil cocoon that had enveloped him. This left Sashima with a tantalisingly mouthwatering view of his perfect pecs winking her in the face. Helpless, handsome, and hypnotised. All at the python’s mercy.
"MmmmHmmmHmmmHmmm….. You are all mine tonight, man-cub." Sashima giggled sultrily, gently lifting her hunky toy off the ground. His head, pecs and feet were the only body parts sticking out of her white coils. Even in the early evening light, her scales seemed to give off an alluring display. Sashima then lifted Kobu up into her tree, whisking him from any potential danger and prying eyes of predators that prowled the jungle during the night. She was very eager to have some fun with the jungle jock, and she wouldn’t be disappointed.
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Back at the man-village, Ryan had selected three different massage oils, much to Lydia’s surprise. The fragrances were almond, rose, and lavender, the latter fragrance a popular choice amongst the women of the village. For the British jungle hunk, he had an audience of two beautiful women for the night. One whom he made a promise too, and the other he had found love with. Given his charming persona and predilection for making any jungle babe swoon at his feet, it was not hard to see why he was extremely popular with the opposite sex.
"3 bottles, Ryan? Most men I know usually settle for just one.” Lydia enquired, eyeing him with sultry suspicion.
"You’ll be surprised. I have two beautiful angels tonight - Arella and Xia." Ryan replied, winking at her charmingly as he carried the massage oils in his right hand. This made the Spanish seamstress giggle with glee.
"Those are two very lucky ladies. I wish I was invited." Lydia smilee, looping her arms around his shoulders. She secretly desired for Ryan to treat her like the most sacred of treasure on all of Álah’kū. Given her sexy showgirl nature and kinky persona, she yearned for a man to make her feel like a goddess. And the British jungle man was her undeniable choice. She gasped softly as Ryan’s left arm wrapped around her waist, his left hand ghosting down her soft back to her zebra-print covered derrière.
"My schedule is always free, Lydia. You can stop by my hut anytime you want.” Ryan winked, the fingers on his left hand caressing her left derrière cheek, grabbing more than a handful of her rounded rump. The sexy señorita gasped as the jungle hunk reduced her to putty in his embrace.
"Oh you handsome hunk of a man!” Lydia giggled, her full red lips inches from his own. "Remember… You still owe me a massage after protecting me from that pig Jake.”
"A promise made is a promise kept. Since you want me all to yourself.” Ryan chuckled, his fingers squeezing her peach-like posterior one last time. "But I’d best not keep Arella and Xia waiting."
Before Ryan broke off the embrace, Lydia leaned forward to give him another Eskimo kiss. Once he turned to leave, the sexy seamstress blew a kiss towards him, one which the British jungle hunk pretended to playfully catch with his left hand.
"Don’t waste it all." Lydia giggled, referring to the sweet smelling oils and minerals he had borrowed.
Ryan responded with a charming chuckle as he left her tent and walked over to Arella’s tent, carrying all three bottles of massage oil in his hands. Though the sun was still setting, he was eager to end another day on the right note. And with two beautiful women waiting for him, this would only increase his standing as the most coveted prize on Álah’kū.
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Post by Spirals on Mar 7, 2024 13:37:39 GMT -6
Kobu could only stare. At what though exactly?
Sashima's own eyes had ceased their spirituality spirals, yet they flowed intensely within the jungle jock's. His once blue oceans eyes were the home of an erotic red, lustful pink, innocent white, luscious lavender, attractive hot pink and pastel pink fantasy. Continuing that connection between the pair that gave the serpentine sweetheart full control of Kobu's mind, body, and soul. The hypnosis lured Kobu's psyche into a malleable state. TO be molded into however Sashima saw fit.
Dizzy and dazed, Kobu could only stare in whatever direction he faced! Thanks to the tight coils around his muscular, loincloth clad frame that was in whatever direction Sashima held him in. With an expression blanker than a sheet of paper, Kobu stupidly smiled and stared at his newest fixation.
His jungle queen.
That would provide the jungle frat boy with all that he needed. And Sashima told him what he needed. For she new best! Not silly ol' Kobu.
"Tuh..treat fer...yer e-eyes" Kobu repeated, speaking in a slurred and dreamy tone. His massive pecs bulged our of the cocoon for Sashima's pleasure. The sultry serpent squeezed and cupped each one, feeling their pillowy, firm feel. Kobu's nipples perked up and out, showing just how relaxing and stimulating this mesmerized state truly was.
Sashima had that effect on men.
"I'm...all yours" Kobu agreed, as he was slowly lifted into the treetops. Away from the jungle, away from the man-village, away from any prying eyes that would dare interrupt the jungle queen's fun. Kobu was entering his new life now, for however long Sashima saw fit. She was play and use him, for he was simply an object now. Her handsome jungle boy toy.
Kobu's toes were the last thing to disappear as the pair entered the thick canopy. A few branches and leaves smacked his face on the way up but nothing could wipe that goofy grin off his face. The connection was too strong. Her hypnosis too strong.
Just what was waiting for the blonde Swede all the way at the top?
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Mar 7, 2024 14:17:46 GMT -6
As Sashima lifted the spellbound Kobu up into her tree, several branches and leaves smacked him in his handsome face. The blonde-haired Swede didn’t even flinch, for his connection with the white and pink python was too strong. Her powerful coils effortlessly ascended the mighty oak, not even stopping for one second as she hoisted her cocooned captive upwards, shafts of red light becoming brighter in the crimson skies above. Álah’kū was entering its pre-nightfall phase, and soon the jungle floor would be teeming with nocturnal residents such as fireflies, crickets and bats. All under the watchful eye of the moon.
Sashima reached a sturdy branch at the highest point, wrapping her long, thick and sinuous body around its broad and rough stem. The skyline itself was a stunning view of the Pacific Ocean and the golden beaches below, all shielded by thick vegetation. The perfect love nest. Once the jungle queen settled into her new resting place, she pulled Kobu close to her, her coil cocoon holding him in mid-air.
"Hmmmmm…. What do do with you, my ssssweet jungle hunk." Sashima mused, circling her head around his chiseled visage, briefly nuzzling his right cheek like a common housecat. Her forked tongue flickered out to tickle his left earlobe as she pondered the fun she and her boy toy would have as the sun continued to set over the island. Her voice was like the forbidden fruit - impossible to resist.
"I could sssssqueeze you tightly." She chuckled, tightening her coil cocoon briefly, making it look like Kobu’s eyes were about to burst out of his sockets before relenting. She then ghosted her head down to his bare feet, which swayed limply in the breeze.
"I could tickle thossssse rough and rugged feet of yoursssssss." She giggled, her forked tongue flickering out to taste the very tip of his toes.
"Or, I could alwaysssss make you walk along my ssssmooth, ssssensssssual and ssssoft coilssss.” Sashima hissed again, her voice so sultry, so inviting, so tempting, that even the most masculine man would go weak at the knees. Kobu was at her mercy, to do with as she pleased.
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Back at the village, Ryan entered Arella’s hut. His icy blue eyes observed every corner of her dwelling. Candles, some big and some small, littered the floor around her bed in the shape of a love heart. Atop her queen sized bed lay the seductive sorceress, laying on her front with her smooth legs up behind her, crossed at the ankles. Her black panther fur bikini top lay neatly folded nearby, leaving Arella in only her black thong, showcasing her plump derrière and ample breasts that pressed down onto her duvet of luxurious black silk and black fur.
Beside her lay Xia, who lay in the exact same pose. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, her tiger print bikini also folded neatly nearby, leaving the Chinese babe in only a tiger print thong that Lydia had secretly provided for her. In contrast to Arella’s jaw dropping rump, Xia’s was a perfect peach and just as equally as rounded. Red rose petals lay scattered on the bed covers, amplifying this erotic experience. Two gorgeous women in one night? Even the gods of Álah’kū would be jealous of Ryan!
"Hello, Ryan." Arella cooed in a sultry tone of voice.
"We’ve been waiting for you." Xia purred, her brown eyes shimmering with desire.
"Then I mustn’t delay.” Ryan crooned, approaching the two beauties that lay before him. Arella used her magic to summon a melody of tantric music, which seemed to be everywhere. The British jungle lad felt the soothing sounds enhancing his senses, beckoning him forwards, urging him to treat the gothic goddess and the fearless protector to a night they will never forget.
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Post by Spirals on Mar 19, 2024 21:32:33 GMT -6
Sashima was definitely settling into her domain for the evening. Wrapping her thick and might coils around a collective group of branches marked the nearby trees as hers. The pink and white reflective scales shimmered as the Álah’kūian sky turned deep orange. The waves crashed onto the island shore as the jungle settled into late afternoon. A truly beautiful sight and sound to anyone who could witness it.
Too bad Kobu was not one of them.
The hunky jungle jock was the definition of lights on, no one's home. For as Sashima brought her hypnotized and helpless boy toy closer, the muscular man cub could do nothing but remaining in her scaly embrace. Grinning that silly smile. Eyes wide and full of spirals. All brain function and senses ceased due to Sashima's powerful spirituality spirals.
Kobu giggled as he felt Sashima nuzzle his nect cheek, slightly smothering the drool that dribbled from his permanent smile. A sign that large amounts of false dopamine were still rushing through his loincloth clad body and giving the blonde Swede unimaginable feelings of bliss and ecstasy. Pure joy to be in the serpents love nest. Pure joy to listen to her every word.
Which when Sashima spoke, continued to slip into Kobu's ear and empty head, reprogramming his very soul. Rewiring his wants to be Sashima's wants. His needs to be hers. His desires, now hers. The serpentine sweetheart certainly had a way with men. And making them see things...her way.
"ULP!" The jungle man choked once again, his spiraling eyes and pillow pecs bulging out with the tight squeeze he received. A sign of power, as Kobu's handsome face turned red, and redder, until Sashima released and granted Kobu the ability to breathe normally. For even that was up to her now.
"Heh..hehe..." Kobu giggled girlishly as he felt something wet and forked flick across his rough and rugged feet. Down below Sashima was having quite the field day, teasing her pet and watching Kobu's big bare toes bend back and scrunch together, spreading apart and wiggling as her tongue brushed against their tips.
And the idea of Kobu walking across those powerful, smooth scales made his entire body shake. A mindless stroll through the treetops guided by Sashima's sweet and sultre voice sounded like a million bucks to the mesmerized man cub.
A mere meaty pile of man muscle for the serpent to play with, Kobu was at the mercy of Sashima. Ready to serve and obey his jungle queen, and allow her the pleasure of any one of those sensual activities.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Mar 20, 2024 12:19:24 GMT -6
The skies across Álah’kū were now turning a combination of deep orange and red, bathing the Indian Ocean in its intimate glow. Small waves crashed against the shore below as the skyline indicated another warm front would fall upon the island at sunrise. As Sashima’s forked tongue continued to flicker in between Kobu’s big toes and brush against their very tips, the serpentine sweetheart’s lavender eyes looked up at the silly grin etched on the Swedish frat boy’s face. His feet scrunched together, wiggling in sheer delight as the python continued to give the spellbound stud a taste of what was to come.
"MmmHmmHmmHmmm…. Sssso many choicessss and ssssso little time." Sashima mused, her pink and white coil cocoon briefly tightening around Kobu. His face turned beet red as she displayed incredible strength with her muscular scales, then released to grant the jungle jock precious gasps of air as the love heart pattern on her topside glistened in the early evening light. Such was the power she possessed. But she was not one to crush a helpless hunk like Kobu to death. She had her own subtle little ways. Most of the jungle men she had encountered often ended up falling for her, their minds reprogrammed and rewired to serve her every seductive whim. Kobu, however, was little more than her plaything. Her toned and taut boy toy. A handsome puppet to alleviate her terminal boredom.
"Now then, ssssweeet little Kobu. I believe it’sssss time for ssssome fun, yessss?" Sashima hissed, her sultry and inviting voice echoing in Kobu’s mind. She lowered the coil cocoon down to the branch, unravelling her soft lengths from his toned physique like she was unwrapping a hunky Christmas present for her eyes only. Her tail briefly cupped his pillowy pecs, traced spiral motions across his belly button, and even rubbed his thighs as he stood tall and proud on the branch.
"Lisssten to my little ssssiren song, and lissssten good. For it ssssshall guide you along my ssssscalessss…." Sashima commanded, hinting at a familiar song that many of her kind had perfected. Her ghosted closer to the jungle jock, noticing that the same colourful spirals were still spinning in his eyes. The perfect subject.
"Trussssst in meeeeee, jussssst in meeeee….." She began to sang, beckoning for Kobu to follow her tail in a 'come hither gesture'….
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Back at the village, Ryan positioned himself on the bed behind Arella and Xia’s heavenly bodies. He observed every flawless curve on display, from Arella’s plump and thong covered derrière to Xia’s toned and tanned legs. A rhythm of tantric music began to build, the sounds of wind chimes, tablas and pan flutes seemed to flow from every direction of Arella’s hut. His right hand delicately caressed the skin on Xia’s right calf muscle, which made the village protector purr like a cheetah.
"Mmmm….. feels so good…." Xia sighed, clasping her hands together as she felt the British jungle man’s touch across her leg. Ryan repeated this technique with his left hand on Arella’s left calf muscle, which made the sexy sorceress look over her shoulder at her beau, purple eyes burning with desire.
"Ryan…. You’re such a natural at this…." She whispered huskily.
"Comes with the territory. I can handle it." Ryan winked charmingly. His icy blue eyes glanced left and right at both Arella and Xia’s legs, wondering which pair of silky smooth limbs would be the first to be treated by his strong, firm and comforting hands. Deep down, Ryan was spoilt for choice, but knew that patience was a virtue. He began a very famous rhyme to help him make his choice, the index finger on his left hand moving to and fro like a pendulum.
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a jungle girl by her toe…" He playfully chuckled, the tip of his finger briefly caressing the sole on Arella’s right foot. "….If she hollers let her go, eeny meeny, miny, moe.”
Ryan’s index finger landed on Xia’s left sole, which meant that it was the fearless and benevolent Chinese jungle babe who was going to be treated first. He picked up the bottle of almond massage oil, squeezing a small walnut shaped amount into the palm of his hand. Almond oil was known for being easily absorbed into the skin, making it a great choice for this occasion.
"Looks like you’re the lucky one, Xia.” Ryan smiled, rubbing his hands together and beginning to massage her feet. Xia’s brown eyes closed as the tabla’s rhythm relaxed her mind, body and soul. Arella patiently waited her turn, teasing Ryan by pressing her toes into his toned torso, encouraging him to continue. It seemed liked Ryan’s evening with two beautiful babes of Álah’kū was getting off to the right start.
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