Oua was bored.

Today was an average day on the jungle island. As a reptile, Oua didn’t need to do much besides lay around all bunched up in his tree, basking in the sun. But he was bored. And he wanted a hypnotic subject he could entertain himself with. That was his specialty as a Pacific Hypnotic Python, and he used it on many prey… even if it was a little cruel. But he’s a snake, he has no time for human morals.

Getting back to the story, the snake was curled up in a ball in one of the Pacific island’s trees, minding his own business, because that’s all he was able to do. He wasn’t hungry. He didn’t need to eat much. But there needed to be something to keep his mind busy.

Humans were fun. They were easy to hypnotized, wrap and play with, as he had discovered a long time ago. And because they were too much fun, he couldn’t and didn’t want to eat them. Why waste such a wonderful toy?

Perhaps the other snakes on the island wouldn’t be happy with him. Like he cared.

All that aside, where was he again? Oh, right! He’s bored.

He wished there was a human he could play with. A certain jungle girl would certainly help right about now, but he didn’t know where she was. And the last time he ran into her, she declined to have him use his powers on her. Even though he persistently insisted, she smacked his head, scolded/accosted him and stuck her tongue out, letting him know that even if they had a silent agreement that he could use his powers on her, that it was only if she gave consent, either verbally or non-verbally.

And it was usually non-verbally, and easy to tell; she’d give in.

But like we said, he didn’t know where she was.

That is, until he heard multiple monkeys angrily chattering. He opened his eyes, lifted his head up and spotted some of the monkeys scampering past him, then down to the jungle floor. He didn’t bother to ask what was going on at first, but his curiosity pretty quickly got to him. Eventually, he reached out with his tail, grabbed a monkey and bringing him over to him. The monkey tried to resist until Oua was able to hypnotize him. “What isssss the commotion?” he asked again. “I am trying to ssssssssleep.”

“Emi’s in trouble,” said the monkey. “She is fighting some two-legs not far from here.”

Oua let the monkey go and grinned. Judging from what the monkey was talking about, she was going to be tired and open for his hypnosis in more than one way. The thoughts just made his head spin and his adrenaline flow. He couldn’t resist!

So he slithered off, following the monkeys as they scurried through the trees in the direction Emi was. At first he was excited about getting to hypnotize her, but then his face changed into concern. “I hope ssssssshe’sssssss alright,” he said to himself before slithering faster. “I guesssssssss ssssssssshe could usssssssse ssssssssome help.”

Determination replaced that concern on his face. He picked up the pace, but kept himself camouflaged in the green and brown foliage. If things went his way, Emi would submit to hypnosis and his coils. Her hypnotized expression excited him. If not, at worst, he would deal with some rather unpleasant humans making trouble for everyone.

Either way, Oua would play today.

The mercenaries surrounded Emi. They brandished their weapons—clubs, clubs with shark teeth attached to them, and spears—at Emi, who crouched like the wild, feral jungle girl she was. The 19-year-old snarled and growled at her attackers, defensively pointing her spear at them. The young adult’s sweat-soaked skin glistened in the small amount of sunlight poking through the tree canopy, and she breathed heavily. Her opponents also breathed heavily, but not as much as she was. She was slender, but a little toned and her fair skin was slightly tanned and dotted with freckles. Her brown hair had been cut short after it had gotten unruly, now it was a medium-length pixie cut. Her face was also slender, and framed a pair of brown eyes. She didn’t wear much, just the standard-issue jungle girl animal skin bikini and loincloth.

There were four of them. All of them were visibly experienced fighters, much older than her and skilled with their weapons. She could tell they had fought more battles than her. Their lives must have been violent, with thoughts of short lives… or shortening the lives of their enemies. The latter was the most likely answer, since she couldn’t find more than five scars on each man’s body. The two to her left only had one scar between them, and judging by its placement on his cheek, it was possible it was a shaving accident.

“You’ve fought well,” said the one to her direct left, brandishing a run-of-the-mill warclub. “I expected this from the daughter of the High Chief of the Teo, Hero of the Jungle, and sister of Makoa. But, as you can tell, you’re exhausted. And you’re not Makoa. Run away if you don’t want to die.”

“You run,” she replied.

All four men threw their heads back and laughed. “She even has her mother’s wit! Even better, boys!”

The first one came at her. She blocked and parried the strike, thrusting her spear back towards him and swung the butt of the spear at him, striking his cheek. But the next man lunged, swinging his shark-toothed club at her, but he missed when she flipped out of the way, landing in a crouched position near the edge of the brush. She waited for the man to get closer before ducking, rolling under his legs, standing up and using the spear to sweep him off his feet. The Jungle Girl raised the spear above her head for the killing blow.

But one of her opponents grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms to the side. Even though he effortlessly lifted her up, she kicked his groin behind her, although she barely missed the important part. What was important was that he let her go. When she dropped to the ground, she grabbed the spear and swung it at him. The tip grazed his flesh, creating a painful flesh wound, if his yelp indicated.

She saw her chance and ran away into the brush. Her pursuers gave chase.

She was at an advantage in the jungle. She was born in it, shaped by it, molded by it. Her pursuers merely adopted it. She belonged here, in her home, like her parents recognized themselves. She dove into more foliage, which she effortlessly blended into. She waited for her pursuers to arrive for several minutes.

Oua was shortly over her position, but the scent of her pursuers’ caught his attention. He knew something was wrong. But he wasn’t sure what exactly what was wrong. All he knew was, from Emi’s position hiding in the brush that she was in trouble. Playtime would have to wait for at least a few minutes. He could smell her pursuers getting closer, which was rarely a good sign to begin with, but he knew from looking at her crouched in that defensive position she was more than ready to deal with them.

She certainly was, but she didn’t move an inch as they came closer. Their confused expressions satisfied her, a grin appearing on her lips. She fingered her knife and leiomano as they approached. They were walking right into the trap she’d set for them, like the idiots she suspected they were. Of course, the trap was doubled with Oua sneaking up above and behind her to see what he could do.

Oua could smell Emiemi, and her intent to stay focused on her enemies. He quickly knew what she was up to and smiled. She was a good, skilled and cunning hunter, in his opinion. She didn’t need his help, but he decided that there was nothing wrong with it, anyway. Even the best hunters need some help.

The men were literally inches from her. Now Emi decided to attack. Bursting out of the brush, screeching like a wild beast, she drew her knife and thrust it into her attacker’s arm, but in the words of the Black Knight, ‘twas nothing but a scratch/flesh wound. It still hurt him. Attempting to counterattack, the attacked tried to smack her upside the head, but she ducked, crouching on all fours like an animal again, and he missed, hitting his partner instead.

“WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?” he shouted. “Watch where you’re aiming!” He smacked the man’s bleeding arms and pointed at Emi as she hung from a tree branch like a monkey, even smacking her backside. Her attackers angrily growled at her. The taunt worked.

They ran after her and she kicked one right in the jaw, right as a scaled tail swooped down, grabbed the same attacker and tossed him aside. Emi looked up and smiled, realizing who it was. But she jumped down and lashed out at her next attacker, making claws with her fingers and feraly slashing at him. Forced back on his heels, the man struggled to defend himself against her onslaught. Unfortunately for him, he tripped on a fallen tree trunk and fell backwards.

She was quickly on him, slashing at his face like a cat. Screaming, he tried to get away. But luckily for him, his partner, who was frightfully watching this scene, re-gathered his nerve, grabbed Emi and tried to pull her away. Oua’s tail, on the other hand, reached down, grabbed the man and pulled him away. Once that was taken care of, she spun and punched his left cheek, knocking him out.

She turned to the final man, he was trying to get away. Snarling, she crouched and pounced on him, knocking him down. He pushed her back off of him, but she punched his left cheek, then spun around and threw her heel into his right cheek, knocking him down to the ground. The fourth one dropped his weapon and ran off. Victorious, she pumped her fist.

Oua was impressed. He didn’t need to do much. Still, he descended his head down to her level as she wiped some sweat off her brow. Now that he was there, he wrapped part of his tail around her neck and shoulders to “hug” her, a gesture she appreciated. “Hi, Oua!” she said cheerfuly. “Thanks for your help!”

“The pleasssssure’ssssssss all mine,” he replied. “I musssssssst ssssssssssay, that wasssssssss impressssive.” He chuckled, nuzzling her cheek.

“Oh, it was nothing,” she said, although he could definitely hear her ego in her tone.

“Let’ssssss leave thessssssse… cretinsssssss,” he said as he returned to the tree.

He looped the tip of his tail around her waist, creating a comfy seat for her and then lifted her higher up into the tree. She laughed as Oua gently tickled her stomach and his tongue flicked her cheek. Then he gently sat her down on a large branch. She cooperatively adjusted herself so the snake could remove his tail. “You’re tensssssse,” he said as he lowered his head down to her level. “Your mussssssccccclesssssss are tight.”

“Are you attracted to me?” Emi asked.

The snake looked off in the distance, unhappy with her sarcastic, if in-character response. “I wasssssss jussssssst making an obssssservation,” said Oua. “By the way, I’m sssssseriousssssss. Your ssssscalesssss are wet and ssssssslippery, and you feel like a rock.”

“That’s because I’ve just been kicking bad guy butt,” she replied.

“Why?” he asked.

“They were running an illegal Spirit Water trafficking scheme,” she said. “The tribes regulate the stuff, but it’s important to keep it that way. I’ve been on it, and although it’s fun, it can be pretty powerful.”

“Ah,” he said. “One moment, pleassssssse.” He dipped his head down to the lower levels of the forest while Emi stood by, waiting.

He returned a couple of minutes later. “I took care of them,” he said. “They’re going to go to the authoritiessssssssssss.”

“Were they receptive?” she asked.

“Quite,” he chuckled. “It helpsssssss that they were tired and, sssssshall we ssssssssay, gave them a sssssssimple sssssssuggessssssstion without usssssssssing the whole power. The weak-minded are easssssssssy.”

“I’m not weak,” she affirmed.

“Yesss, yesss, of courssse,” he said, moving a little closer to her. “I think you could… relaxxxxxxx.” Without warning--at least for her--he draped his tail around her shoulders, pulling her close to prevent escape. Then he activated the colored rings in his eyes.

Even though she didn’t resist, Emi was certainly taken by surprise/off guard when Oua started hypnotizing her. But she sighed and took Oua’s spirals in, letting them reflect in her eyes and begin to fall under Oua’s spell. She relaxed a little, letting her body language speak for itself that she trusted him and was going to eagerly cooperate to have some fun with him.

Oua would wrap her up if he wanted to, but he wasn’t in the mood at the moment. He just kept his eyes locked with Emi’s and increased the strength and speed of the hypnosis to see what would happen to her. The beginning was perfect time for experimentation. Already eager to start playing, Oua pulled her up off the branch and spun her around like she was dancing, keeping as much eye contact as he could. She let things happen as they came, even when she got dizzy as he spun her around and then dipped her. She followed his instructions, focusing on the colored rings flowing in his eyes, letting them pull her deeper under the snake’s spell, and enjoying the comforting warmth and relaxation they gave her.

Oua kept his eyes on the wild/feral human, increasing his spirals’ power. He swayed to and from to keep Emi’s attention on him, and even smiled in satisfaction. She swayed on her feet, trying to follow the snake in her captured, enraptured hypnotic-induced state. She was enjoying herself, but she had to wonder why he was playing with her like this in the middle of hypnosis. Still, she kept up with him, letting her hips sway with the snake, like the reverse of a snake charmer.

She didn’t want to finish up yet, she was still enjoying herself. So she resisted to the fullest extend to get the maximum enjoyment out of Oua’s hypnosis. At the moment, her expression could be described according to MST3K as “dull surprise”, but only because she wasn’t that surprised to be hypnotized to begin with. She kept following his swaying head as he moved her over towards the tree branch.

“Sssssssit, pleasssssssse,” he finally said. She did as she was told and sat on the branch as he moved his head in closer to her. Now he had her full attention and he could do what she want as she sat straight up, marveling in his hypnosis. She stayed calm as he lowered his tail down to her level and began to slowly wrap her half-naked body up. There wasn’t much she could do besides take the hypnosis in, but she was going to enjoy it, as usual. With his tail keeping her in place, she continued to stare into his eyes, letting the rings hypnotize her.

He loved that she always cooperated with his hypnosis, and began navigating her half-naked body, starting at around her waist. He kept moving his head around to keep her attention on him. “Take a resssssssst, take a ressssssssst, give yourssssssself to meeeeeee and let me do the resssssssssssst. Put your mind and body at easssssssssse and let me do to you assssssssss we pleasssssssssssse.”

His scales on the bare part of her skin felt nice and soft, and helped her fall deeper. She watched his eyes as his head moved around to get her to lower her defenses. All the while, she cooperated and was eager to see what he was going to do with her. His coils working their way up her body felt wonderful as the hypnosis deepened.

She was beginning to get to a point where it was too late to stop, but she didn’t care. She was already enjoying herself and the hypnosis. It felt nice and relaxing like a mental massage that made her want to do what Oua asked her to do. She felt his tail pass over her chest but she didn’t want it to stop. His squeezing was tight, but snug. She felt amazing, but kept on staring into his eyes. She felt like she wasn’t quite fully under his spell, anyway, why should she stop right now? Her meditation training had starting to come in a bit handy. She was aware of her breathing, and relaxing each muscle in her body as Oua’s tail climbed up her body.

Either way, it worked out for both of them. Oua was going to get a deeply-hypnotized playtime subject, and Emi was getting the best hypnosis she’d gotten in a long time. Oua shuddered in anticipation. Emi was almost under. He brought himself a little closer and increased the power of his colors. His giddy smile was breaking out.

And she felt amazing. It was like a mental hug and being hugged by the snake. She wanted him to keep going, so she resisted as he kept it up. He noticed this and slowed his coiling down as it reached her chest. She gasped as it slowly wrapped around her bosom. But she wasn’t going to stop now. She wanted to go all the way, deeply under Oua’s spell. Her resistance was slipping, and in its place came a desire to obey Oua’s suggestions.

He noticed this and increased the power of his rings. She was nearly on autopilot by now, but she kept her eyes on his. His snug, inviting coils tempted her to give in and let him take over. But she didn’t want to just yet, even as the snake’s tail reached her shoulders and slowed down. “Jusssssssst a little more,” he said as he wrapped his tail around her neck and squeezed, making her eyes bulge out.

Emi sat in his coils stiff as a board and blank as a white sheet of paper, awaiting Oua’s suggestions. She couldn’t wait to see what Oua would do with her.

First, he lifted her coil cocoon off the branch and examined her. Wrapped up from her knees, her legs dangled in the air. Then, he gently spun her until she was completely wrapped up from neck to foot and began gently massaging her entire body. “Let’sssssss get thossssssssse mussssssccccclesssssss loossssssssssse,” he said. “I mean it, you’re tensssssssssse.” His expression was more like an unhappy teacher, to be honest.

“Okay,” she said. She stayed still as he placed her back on the branch and went to work. She moaned and gasped as he loosened the knots in her muscles. Slowly, she began to feel better and looser. Her muscle aches went away, replaced by relaxation. Along with that came a deeper descent into the mutually-agreed-to trance, which pleased Oua. “Jussssst a leeeeetle bit more,” he said. “Your… thighs?… are tight.”

“Okay,” she said.

He gently rubbed those thighs and calves, enjoying her moans and groans until he felt that her legs were loose. “Now, let’ssssss have sssssssome fun,” he said, much to her delight.

The snake shivered, shaking her body. “Let’ssssss play pretend,” he said. “You’ll be a… cat, and there’s an enemy nearby. Go!”

He let Emi go and she dropped to all fours to arch her back and hiss at an invisible enemy. Then, she lashed out, swiping at that enemy, which just so happened to be Oua, and he had to back off as she came at him. “That’sssssss way too in character,” he said. “Back to Emi, pleasssse.”

The hypnotized jungle girl froze and returned to herself, to the extent the snake’s spell allowed. ”Sorry,” she said.

He lifted her up and placed her standing up on the branch, at which point he beckoned her forward. She obeyed his instructions, walking closer to him mindlessly and enthusiastically. He gently sang to beckon her to come to him, but he realized he wasn’t ready, so he put the tip of his tail on her forehead to stop her before she fell off the branch. “Hold ssstill, please,” he said.

Emiemi waited for Oua to prepare his coils. When she was ready, she stepped onto them and walked along the smooth, fleshy feeling scales. His voice seeped into her mind, and she began to feel as if it was getting harder to walk along the coils.

She followed the tail, slightly on autopilot while Oua moved his tail around to change the trail she was travelling on. She walked sideways, upwards, downwards and in whatever direction Oua could think of. Occasionally she stepped onto a branch, and Oua would track her progress. Eventually, he placed his tail back on a branch and let her walk on his tail again

Emi fell backwards onto the tail and slid down it like it was a slide. She whooped and hollered all the way, clearly having a lot of fun.

The slide came to an end and Emiemi stopped on the branch where Oua was waiting. She let his tail partially coil around her, stopping around her midsection and tightening, to keep her arms pinned to her side.

“Better,” Oua said to himself, recognizing that it was sometimes a better idea to go with the tried-and-true path than taking some risks.

“That was fun, Oua!” she said. “You’re getting better.”

“Thankssssss,” he said as he let go of her and placed her on the tree branch. “Are you ssssssstill tired?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Then let’sssssss jusssssssst, asssssss you humansssssssss sssssssssay, ‘hang out’.”

“Okay,” she said as she sat down.

“Excccssssellent,” he said, winding his tail around her a couple of times and tightening it to keep her still. “How have thingssssss been going for you?” They talked for hours. She enjoyed it, and he did especially. It was good to rest after a hard fight.