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Post by Spirals on Feb 1, 2023 0:57:38 GMT -6
Leaf gave Enzo the sensual squeeze to his thick thighs and buttocks he deserved. The Italian stallions obedience was rewarded, and now that he was knighted as the Overgrowns official protector, the rugged jungle man now belonged to the grassy cobra.
“Well man cub you are going to need all your strength if you’re going to protect my Overgrown. Time for a quick nap” Lead giggled as he ended the massage to Enzo’s broad, meaty shoulders.
The hypnotized village hunk was gently lowered so he straddled a nearby branch instead of the coil seat he was placed in for a few seconds. Enzo’s bare feet were and legs dangled over the sides of the branch as the rest of his body was on full display for Leaf.
“Please go to sleep Enzo….pleaaase…go to sleeeeep” Leaf gently sang as he restarted the spirals, directly in front of the bearded blacksmiths handsome and chiseled face. Even thought the jungle man was already in a deep trance, the vibe covered serpent wanted to ensure he didn’t awake during their nap.
Leaf bobbed his head around as his hissed, his tail slowly sliding up Enzo’s almost naked body. His scales slid across the grass skirt, then his wide waist and lower torso, then thick chest and plump pecs. They slid sow smooth and sensually, almost kissing kissing his abs and skin. Enzo’s meaty muscles were slowly enclosed before his tail wrapped securely around his throat, the signal for Enzo to close his eyes and snore for his master.
While the stupefied Italian Stallion slumbered in his mini coil cocoon that trapped his arms to his side and upper body, Leaf decided to nap for himself on a higher branch not to far away.
“That extra dose will surely keep Enzo riiight where I want him. Cant wait to *yawn* keep playing the day away” Leaf sighed excitedly. Unfortunately that extra dose of hypnosis would keep Enzo from waking up on his own. In his reprogrammed mind the jungle man needed to rest up to be ready to serve his new reptilian master and home!
But luckily a nearby primate who was a frequent visitor to the Overgrown AND Man village, recognizes the Italian American man cub, and knew this jungle man needed a little jostle to get out of his scaly situation.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 1, 2023 3:56:59 GMT -6
Enzo’s obedience was rewarded, and Leaf had knighted him as the Overgrown’s official protector. The rugged blacksmith now belonged to the cobra, which made Leaf ponder how his territory would thrive if he had a small congregation of jungle men and jungle women serving him. But naturally, he perished that thought and ended the massage to Enzo’s broad shoulders, suggesting his new captive needed a quick nap to conserve his strength.
"Quick nap…." Enzo repeated, the coil seat lowering him down to straddle a nearby branch, his legs dangling either side, the rest of his body on full display. Though Leaf’s eyes began to hypnotically spiral once again in front of Enzo, and that the Italian American was already in a deep trance, the vine covered cobra wasn’t taking any chances. His head bobbed around as his tail began to wind itself around his subject’s torso.
Enzo felt the smooth green scale slide up around his muscular body, passing across the grass skirt and spiralling around his waist. Leaf sensually squeezed his abs, then repeated the method once his tail snaked up around his upper chest and pecs. The cobra’s underbelly scales seemed to kiss every inch of muscle and skin, which made him shiver. Once his tail reached Enzo’s throat and securely tightened around it, Enzo closed his eyes and began to snore. With his arms pinned to his sides inside the coil cocoon, he was going nowhere.
Leaf slithered his head up to a higher branch a short distance away, preferring to give his new charge some much needed space. He sighed excitedly, looking forward to more activities with Enzo. The extra dose of hypnosis would prevent him from waking up. Or so the cobra thought.
Nearby, a lone monkey named Spike recognised Enzo. Having been a frequent visitor to man village and the Overgrown, he was familiar with several island residents. His unique black and white markings seemed to set him apart from King Louie’s congregation. And Spike was not affiliated with Louie at all, preferring to keep to himself.
"Looks like he could use home waking up.” Spike decided, picking up a small coconut in his hands. He took aim and hurled the object forwards….
The coconut struck Enzo on the top of his head, knocking the fruit crown off in the process as it tumbled off the branch. The impact immediately caused his eyes to snap open and wince in pain. "Ow! What the hell was…. That?!" Once he opened his eyes. They were now spiral free! He gazed around and saw he was still in the Overgrown. Then he looked down and saw that he was in Leaf’s coils! The cobra had delayed his expedition from a day ago, all in the name of keeping him as a glorified hypnotic subject!
"Time I was gone….” He whispered, remembering a technique Ryan had taught him. He slowly began to peel away Leaf’s coils from his torso, hoping he didn’t wake the cobra above….
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Post by Spirals on Feb 1, 2023 10:28:57 GMT -6
Spike, a friend and helper of many jungle dwellers, was there to assist the Italian American hunk. Thanks to the monkeys quick thinking and amazing aim, the tiny coconut was able to smack Enzo in the head just right to wake up the zonked out man cub. The rugged jungle man was leafs glorified hypnotized plaything no more!
As leaf slumbered away in the canopy, he did not feel the village blacksmith slowly peel away coil by coil from his muscular body. In fact they loosened with every passing second, as Leaf became relaxed due to his dreams of toying with Enzo, as well Ryan and a whole harem of attractive jungle dwellers at his side.
The tiger print loincloth that had adored Enzo earlier was caught on an branch a a few feet away, perfectly accessible to the now un-zonked Italian Stallion.
A few nearby vines began to shift towards towards stirring Enzo but didn’t wake up their master.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 1, 2023 14:17:54 GMT -6
Leaf’s increasingly relaxed state of mind meant he didn’t feel Enzo peel away layer upon layer of the cobra’s green coils from around his muscular torso. This was a technique Ryan had taught him, owing to the fact that the British jungle man always used this method to either escape from the seductive embrace of a femme fatale hypno snake, or unwrap himself like a hunky Xmas present in the morning for that smitten femme snake after spending a night in their coils.
Leaf’s coils loosened with every passing second, allowing Enzo more room to move his arms. His brown eyes shifted up to his tiger print two-flap loincloth that was dangling from a branch a few feet away. "A quick change and I’ll be gone. He’ll never know." The rugged blacksmith mused, removing the last two loops of smooth green scales from around his lower waist until the coil cocoon lay slack on the branch. Once he stepped out of the cocoon, he noticed that his attire consisted of a skirt made of thick tree leaves.
"Kali wouldn’t mind." He chuckled, silently loving the attire he wore for a brief second and wondering what the village milf would think of him. That thought was interrupted as he spotted a few nearby vines sentiently ghosting towards him. Utilising quick thinking and dodging the vines, he quickly reached up and grabbed his loincloth, discarding the leaf skirt and placing his two flap loincloth back over his groin. Now he was back to normal. He spotted Spike and signalled to the monkey with an affirmative thumbs up, just as one vine looped around his left wrist.
"Not today, you pesky flora and fauna. Enough is… oooh…." Enzo spoke, momentarily distracted by two more vines that looped around his torso and squeezed softly. The Italian-American, remembering how Ryan had given Kali a light tickle massage at the village the day before, smartly began to use the fingers on both his hands to tickle the vines that had grabbed him. The trio shivered, then let him go and darted back up into the canopy.
"Guess I owe Ryan one. Time to leave." He spoke, grabbing a nearby non-sentient vine and began to climb down from Leaf’s tree. Once he reached the bottom of the jungle floor, he began the short journey back towards the village.
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Post by Spirals on Feb 1, 2023 16:16:41 GMT -6
Leaf was none the wiser as his Italian Stallion slipped away from his coils, unwrapping himself with his big arms like a hunky Christmas present. The rugged jungle man was no longer hypnotized to stay and his senses were returning, telling Enzo to leave the Overgrown and their eccentric master.
Though a few sentient vines crept towards him with desires of squeezing those plump pecs and smacking that firm rump, Enzo’s tricks from the British man cub paid off and made the vines slither away from the tiny tickles.
Spoke too hopped off after returning the thumbs up and patted himself on the back for saving yet another jungle man who had fallen prey to a hypno snakes unusual games.
“Gosh darnit” a humpf was heard as a few hours later Leaf awoke to see his coil pile empty and man cub-less.
“Guess someone must’ve come by and helped my Italian Stallion escape. And we were having so much fun” the grassy cobra sighed. By now Enzo was long gone and most likely back at the man village.
“Well hope he’s happy at the village…hm, wonder what Ryan’s doing right now” Leaf smiled and blushed, secretly grabbing the discarded grass skirt to keep for later, should a certain British jungle hunk come back around and require an outfit change of his own.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 2, 2023 3:36:43 GMT -6
By now, Enzo had more or less left the boundaries of the Overgrown, with the thick jungles of the Western hemisphere of Álah’kū a welcome relief from the supersized flora and sentient fauna that he had spent the last 24 hours in. The afternoon sun often caused many residents to seek shelter from the searing heat, even though the temperature itself was surprisingly warm. The rugged Italian-American passed by several grazing deers, who needed to be alert for any nearby predators seeking a quick meal. Enzo was in no hurry to return home, preferring to take his time.
He also passed the same watering hole from yesterday, where Winifred, the matriarchal elephant, presided over her herd. She caught a glimpse of the hunky blacksmith, flashing a brief smile in his direction. Though she was betrothed to the cantankerous, belligerent, and pompous Colonel Hathi, she secretly yearned to claim a jungle man as a loyal companion and keep him safe from the dangers of Álah’kū. Maybe one day. Even in the canopy, several watching eyes belonging to shy and curious female hypno snakes, observed Enzo. Instead of interrupting his walk, they giggled silently, not wanting to give themselves away.
The village itself was a hive of activity as the residents went about their afternoon routines. Once again, the main focus was the younger generation, with Xia and Paige joined by two hunters, the fun-loving Kota and the charismatic Jack Thompson, in teaching a small congregation of teenagers how to wield weapons and defend themselves, with Xia demonstrating various martial arts moves and stances. Everyone was impressed with the Chinese jungle woman’s discipline and concentration.
”Always mind your surroundings. Never let your guard down." Xia teached, a few teenage girls impressed with what they were being taught.
Elswhere, Ryan was having quite the afternoon. After a quick 5 minute morning nap with Kali, the British jungle man and the brown-haired milf resumed their duties in helping Tia and Ugo look after the more younger and vulnerable children throughout the remainder of the morning. Ryan continued to showcase the patience, maturity, and masculinity that endeared him to not only Kali, but to other impressionable jungle women who knew he would make a wonderful father.
"Thanks for that 5 minute nap earlier, Kali. I needed it.” Ryan winked, which made Kali’s heart flutter. As his blue eyes glanced towards the gates, a familiar figure appearing in the distance. It was Enzo, who had safely returned in one piece. Ryan and Kali politely excused themselves and left Ugo and Tia, walking over to the Italian-American.
"Welcome back, Enzo. We were getting worried." Ryan admitted, watching Kali throw her arms around Enzo’s shoulders in a warm and welcoming hug. "Did you find any coal?"
"Long story short, I got lost and had to find a place to spend the night. All that walking tired me out." Enzo confessed, preferring to not speak as it what really happened in The Overgrown.
"Well, if that’s all, it’s nothing to worry about." Ryan smiled, watching a relieved Kali break off the hug. Both were happy to see the rugged blacksmith back in the village.
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Post by Spirals on Feb 2, 2023 13:45:01 GMT -6
“Enzo!”
The man village was indeed bustling with activity once again. The young teenagers were being taught to use weapons they crafted themselves and other jungle men and women went about their day to ensure the tribe ran smoothly. And as Ryan and Kali assisted Ugo and Tia once again with the infants, a familiar face pulled them away.
The village milf gave the rugged Italian hunk a busty hug as she bounced slightly with excitement.
“Lost? Well thank goodness you’re back in one piece. After a night in a tree you’re back must be in need of a good rub” Kali teased, her fingers itching to get back into the jungle mans mighty muscles.
She backed off though as the three walked towards the village square, ready to settle Enzo back into a day to day routine.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 2, 2023 14:36:35 GMT -6
"Nothing I can’t handle, right?" Enzo smiled, winking at Kali in a very charming manner as the trio walked back towards the village square. Though it appeared Ryan had some form of stiff competition, he knew the Italian-American was slowly becoming popular amongst the female population, due to his hardworking manner and dedication in keeping the village running efficiently. Deep down, he was not one to hold a grudge.
"In any case, Enzo, we’re glad you’re back in one piece." Ryan chuckled, holding hands with Kali, gripping her soft fingers gently. The brown-haired milf felt invisible when stood between the British and Italian-American jungle hunks. "If you ever get lost while going to collect more coal, I know of a shortcut."
"A shortcut?" Enzo enquired.
"It’s a hard one to find. Once you reach the overgrown part of Álah’kū, hang a left. There’s a trail that takes you to a small path that runs parallel to the beach just to the South Western side of the island. And it’s completely safe." Ryan revealed.
"I’ll keep that in mind once i get my strength back. Besides, I could use a little R&R right now." Enzo spoke, his brown eyes observing Kali’s curvaceous frame as the trio passed a nearby hut. Just when the brown-haired jungle goddess was going to get her chance to spend time with the rugged blacksmith, two females who had secret crushes on Enzo, spoke up.
"There you are, Enzo!” Mai Shiranui chirped. The village kunoichi was as beautiful as she was brave. Her unreal and curvy figure was clad in a snow leopard print bikini that accentuated her buxom chest, with her long dark brown hair tied into a high topknot style waist length ponytail with parted bangs, which complimented her light brown eyes. She carried her trademark Japanese war fan.
"Hello, Mai. Sorry if I was gone for a day." Enzo warmly apologised.
"All that work and no play makes you a dull boy, Enzo. We need more handsome hunks like you and Ryan in this village to keep a girl like me safe." Mai giggled, fanning herself flirtatiously. Though she appeared somewhat vain and a bit of an airhead, Kali knew she meant well.
"Make that two." Holly Pearson winked. At 33 years old, the Mancunian native was eight years older than Mai, but just as beautiful herself. She was slender and curvy, with her large breasts concealed in a zebra print thong bikini and a waist chain hanging from her hips and belly button. Green eyes and long brown hair rounded off her appearance. She also sported a series of tattoos - a feather on her left ribcage, a butterfly above her right elbow, and a small anchor between her left index finger and thumb. She was familiar with Kali due to their big sister/little sister friendship.
"Hope we’re not interrupting anything." Holly chuckled playfully.
"Of course not, Holly. Enzo here just needs to unwind for a few hours and recharge his batteries." Ryan smiled, watching Mai eagerly link her arm around the blacksmith’s right bicep. Holly did the same and linked her arm around his left bicep.
"In that case, handsome, let me and Mai give you a little treat." Holly purred, her green eyes brimming with seduction as she gazed at Enzo, noticing that Kali was looking more than a little left out. "He’s in safe hands."
"Don’t worry, Little Miss Kali. I promise you can have your chance with me tomorrow.” Enzo winked, which set Kali’s mind at ease. She watched the Italian-American hunk disappear into the hut with the two beauties. Now she was left alone with Ryan, who promised she wouldn’t be left out.
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Post by Spirals on Feb 3, 2023 8:34:17 GMT -6
Kali giggled slightly as she waved and watched Enzo walk off with Holly and Mai, knowing the Italian Stallion would be in good hands with the curvy jungle beauties.
“I wonder what happened to Enzo that go him to exhausted…” the village milf wondered, not knowing about the rugged jungle mans encounter with the eccentric snake Leaf. One Ryan was all too familiar with.
“But” she sighed as she turned to Ryan. “If Enzo’s going to take his break, I think we deserve one of our own” the jungle woman teased with a wink as she pressed her bikini clad breasts into Ryan’s well defined pecs.
She wrapped her arms around the British studs neck and stood on her tippy toes. Kakapo couldn’t resist a man cub in a loincloth.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Feb 4, 2023 2:50:09 GMT -6
Ryan smiled as Kali snaked her soft arms around his neck, pressing her bikini clad charms into the British jungle hunk’s defined pecs as she stood on her tiptoes. And Kali was right. She and Ryan needed a break after an exhausting 24 hours of ensuring the safety and protection of Álah’kū’s younger generation, and the village milf was eager to show her appreciation to her love interest.
"Enzo keeps his promises, Kali. And so do I." Ryan charmingly replied, resting his strong hands on her slender waist. His right hand traced down her child-bearing hips to her right derrière cheek, his fingers grabbing more than a handful of her rump. Kali gasped excitedly. This was what she loved about the British stud - his ability to make any woman in the village feel like a queen. A jungle queen, if you will.
"I think all that running around today warrants a massage." Ryan chuckled, resting his hands on Kali’s derrière and lifting her into his arms. Kali loved being swept off her feet, responding by wrapping her voluptuous thighs around his torso. Her kindhearted femininity seemed to mesh with his charming masculinity, which made her feel invincible whenever she was by his side.
"And you can go first.” Ryan winked, walking towards Kali’s hut that doubled up as her love nest, the brown-haired goddess clinging to the hunk like a boa constrictor. Kali couldn’t hold back any longer, planting a soft kiss on his lips as she allowed herself to be carried to her hut.
"Oh, Ryan….." She sighed as they disappeared behind the bead curtain of her love nest, home to an intoxicating aroma of rose, jasmine, and peach, three of Kali’s favourite scents. Kali couldn’t wait to unwind and relax with Ryan, their passionate admiration and love for one another had to be seen to believed. And it was a match made in heaven for both of them.
(The End)
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