Oua the Pacific Hypnotic Python sat curled up in a ball in a tree in the jungle. He was sleeping, basking in the little bits of sunshine that peeked through. He was a rather large Python, and as mentioned earlier, was a hypnotic Python. This rare species is gifted with the ability of human speech, intelligence, and the ability to hypnotize prey, hence their name. However, they are cursed to be unable to eat humans. And, because snakes generally don’t eat humans, but it was a precaution. Of course, humans count that as a blessing, and for good reason. Hypnosis is an unfair advantage when it comes to hunting prey, and arguably a frightening fate for the victim. However, a lot of hypnotic pythons found out that humans were rather fun to hypnotize.

Oua was one of those snakes. Resting coiled up in a tree, he was dreaming of the last encounter he had with a human; she was a young woman from the jungle, and she was a lot of fun to play with. He charmed her into letting him hypnotize her, did his thing and left her with a prompt that he hoped he could use some day. Knowing the jungle was a vast place, and the reputation he had built with the other humans had gotten them wise to his tricks, made him temper his expectations. But there were other humans he could have fun with.

Emily Shevchenko-Anderson, a 19-year-old dweller of the Pomaikai Island jungles, balanced on a fallen log in the middle of the jungle. Her arms were outstretched, and she gingerly and methodically walked along the log, which was about as wide as her bare feet. The bark was still cool and wet, evidence of a recent rain shower. But now the sun was shining without any clouds in the sky. The temperature was perfect.

As the daughter of the famed Jungle Couple Kyle “Kainak” Anderson and Julie “Huli” Shevchenko, and a first-generation native of the island, she had grown up among nature and with the indigenous populations, to the extent that she was already a capable “jungle girl” in her own right. She still had a lot to learn, but it would come by itself.

She raised her arms, bent forward and cartwheeled on the log. She effortlessly stuck the landing and kept going. She did 3 successive cartwheels and finished with a triumphant giggle and shout. Emi jumped down from the log and stretched. She was a slender young woman but was also fit with toned muscles perfect for long runs and swinging through the trees. Her unkempt brown hair went down to her shoulders, framing an also-slender face with brown eyes. She also did not wear much. The only thing covering her slightly tanned skin was a “standard issue” jungle girl outfit of animal skin bikini and loincloth. Often, she would forgo the clothing all together, but she wore this stuff today.

She did not know that Oua was in the vicinity, but since she couldn’t see, smell or hear him, it meant little difference, anyway, as she climbed up the nearest tree, which by coincidence (although not really, given the type of story she was in), was near the tree the snake in question rested. It is not like she feared the great snake, anyway.

Oua caught wind of another scent on the air. Instinctively, he flicked his tongue out and tasted the air. Raising his head about the ball of coils he was in, he kept trying to find it. The scent was familiar, but he could not quite put the tip of his tail on it. Oua continued approaching. The scent had gotten stronger; so strong that Oua was now able to figure out who it was. He knew it was Emi, because she had a scent unique to herself, a smell of salt water and sweat. He slowly and carefully unwound himself from the ball he was in and coiled himself around the branch.

He was not entirely sure where the Jungle Girl was, though. But he was going to be ready for some play time. Oua immediately began planning to get her under his spell and into his coils. She would play coy and pretend not to want it, but she did agree to do it often. Did that mean Oua was not going to have fun?

Of course not! He deserved to have some fun every now and then, and humans, specifically this jungle family, because they had been fantastic subjects to hypnotize. They had extremely specific ground rules, though, but he respected those ground rules; they would get tired of him or kill him if he tried worse. He watched and waited until she sat down on a branch in his tree. Now was the time to strike!

“Well, if it issssn’t one of my faaaaay-vor-ite humanssss,“ he said, his head dropping in front of hers. He circled her, laying a thick portion of his neck upon her shoulders like a best friend wrapping their arm around someone, his head eye level with her own. "Who knew I would find you up here enjoying the ssscenery, again, Emi?” Quickly, his tail already washed over her left ankle, shackling it in his sneaky grasp

Things happened fast enough that Emi could not process what was going on until she felt the familiar sensation of sepentine scales wrap around her ankle. She still yelped.

“GAH! OI!”

She stood up, her mostly bare skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She didn’t care if she got a little grimy. Her kinda-messy hair swept up and into her face while she unwrapped the serpentine tail from her ankle. Angry at herself for letting the snake get the drop on her, and the snake for getting the drop on her, she kicked at the snake’s jaw, but missed. “Stupid snake!” she hissed.

Chuckling, Oua dodged her kick, grabbed her leg again, and watched as she tried to remove the tail, to no luck. “Ssssssoooo nicccccce to sssssee you,” he said. Then he let go, so she could calm down. Which she did.

Now that she’d gotten her anger out of her system, she took a deep breath, sighed and said, “G'day, Oua. Nice to see you, too. You just caught me off guard.”

Oua chuckled. “You’re not ssssssupposssssed to get caught off guard,” he said, circling her with his head. She rolled her eyes and looked away from him, annoyed. “Never happened before. Maybe I could make it up to you?”

“Never seemed to happen,” she mimiedc sarcastically. He’d gotten the drop on her before. Never seemed to give a crap about it even then. “You don’t have to lie to yourself. I see that grin!”

“Guilty asssss charged,” he chuckled, “Can’t put my tail over your eyesssss.” Right there, he wrapped his tail around her eyes. She barked a gasp and tried to steady herself on the branch.

Emi growled, tore the snake’s tail off her head, kept her eyes closed and covered up his eyes just to be safe. "Do you really have to do this every single time?” she asked.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm, you already tried thisssssss onccccccce,” he replied. “Don’t you remember what happened?”

She did remember. It was a good day of hypnosis and playing with the snake. She’d tried to make him reconsider why he hypnotized people, and it almost worked. Fortunately, he’d figured out what she was doing, and replied that he liked to do it, and that he could do it. He subsequently hypnotized her, and they had a lot of fun that day. “Ah, can’t get you there,” she groaned, smiling at him.

“Of coursssssssse,” he laughed. “But why do you let me entrancccccce you?”

“I like it,” she answered.

“And I like entrancccccccing you,” he reaffirmed. He noticed her peer down, and his grin grew even wider. “Do you see that?” he asked, pointing his tail down towards the ground. As she curiously looked down again, he nudged her off the very limb she was on, sending her straight down. Emi screamed at first, then grunted when she hit the snake’s scaly body. She still screamed, but in a way that was a mixture between screams of fun and fright, like on a roller coaster, with her stomach bouncing up and down inside her. She slid down his belly, weaving and turning through clearings in the jungle trees. When it seemed to never end, she found herself launching up from the tip of his tail into an awaiting hammock of scales.

“Now why’d you have to go and fall out of the tree like that?” Oua joked, barely able to contain himself in sputtering chuckles.

“You pushed me out!” she snapped. She adjusted herself, but unable to stand, she pulled her knees up, making her look like a jockey in the saddle.

“That’sssss right, I did!” he laughed. “But wasssss it fun?” He adjusted his tail so she could put her elbow on it and cradle her head in her left hand, while looking just a little annoyed.

“It was fun,” she conceded. “It was also unexpected.” Then she shifted her position so that she was leaning against the snake’s coil hammock, gently swinging in the breeze. Not saying anything, she plaintively gazed at the jungle for a few minutes, while he gently swung his tail hammock from side to side.

When she started to drift off into regular sleep, he realized that he was taking way too long getting to the main event. Promptly, he lifted the coil hammock up, starting with a jerk that knocked her awake, and sitting up, then he deposited her back on the branch. However, he slipped a thick part of his coils behind her back, while wrapping part of his tail up her right arm.

“Sssssshall we get ssssssstarted?” he asked, dropping his head down in front of her.

“HEY!” she closed her eyes right as he activated his spirals. She opened one eye, catching a glimpse of his eyes, smiling. Then she closed her eye again, and looked away, trying to control her snickering. She opened her eye again and got another glimpse of his eyes. It felt amazing, but she looked away. “Sorry, you’re kinda catching me off guard,” she said.

“You’re laughing,” he chuckled.

“So?” she chuckled back. She ripped her arm out of his grip and turned to leave, only to run into his tail.

“Why do you have to put thissssss off?” he teased. “You like it, and let me do it.”

“What makes you think that?” she asked half-incredulously at his assertion that she did not tire of hypnosis.

“You jusssssst ssssssaid yoursssssself, you like it,” he said.

“True.” Her heart was pounding, anticipating.

“I’m jussssst sssssaying we ssssssshould get on with the main event,” he said. Then he wrapped his tail around her torso, grabbed her arm, and spun her around to see her neutral expression. “Eye contact now, pleassssse.”

She didn’t have time to react before she had an eyeful of spirals. This time, she looked right at him, and didn’t look away. The spirals in his eyes reflected in hers. She dropped her arms to her side, leaning into his gaze a little bit, her mouth slightly ajar. Her body language told him that she was already willing and consenting to be hypnotized, and that she didn’t want to be rude, keeping him waiting. She was his guest and manners required her to be a good guest. Relief filled her, followed by a relaxing warm sensation that started in her chest. “You got me,” she said.

“Of courssssssse I did,” Oua chuckled. Chuckling for perhaps the tenth time this meeting, Oua remarked to himself that this catch was easier than he thought it would be. Oh, well. Play time! He swayed his body to and fro a couple of times. He also played with the speed of the hypnotic rings, just to draw her in more. However, he refrained from beginning the coiling that at the moment. Instead, he let Emi keep his eyes on him. “Ssssssit, pleasssssse.” She did as he asked and sat down, her legs straddling the branch. Now he could really get to work. “Watch the colorssssss,” Oua sang, swaying his head to and fro to keep her attention, as his tail slowly began to descend back down. “Put your mind at eassssssse and let me do anything I pleassssssssse.

“Don’t fight it,” Oua cooed, “Okay, fight it a little, you’ll enjoy yourssssssself a little more.” His tail finally reached her, slipping around her waist from the front and to the back, making its way around to the front again. He gently squeezed to tighten his grip on her, ensuring that she wasn’t going anywhere.

Enthralled by Oua’s colored rings, she did not see, but then she felt the tip of his tail beginning to slip around her stomach and back, the way he usually started to wrap her up. Once he was beginning to coil her the way she wanted him to, she refocused on his eyes (even though she hadn’t broken eye contact). The colored rings were so pretty to look at, she just wanted to stare for as long as she could. Even the sensation of his soft scales climbing up her bare midriff was wonderful.

His hypnosis bore into her mind, both easily and with resistance, but very much consensual. It made her mind begin to fog up, warmth welling in her chest. It felt better than some of the drugs she took, and just like them, was not addictive, but very enjoyable. Gradually, a desire to do Oua’s bidding began taking hold, but she resisted just in time to feel the soft, smooth scales of his coils on her skin. They were warm, in a good way, and inviting, as if telling her that it was okay to let go and let Oua take over. She fought that urge, though, making her eyes widen as she kept her stare on Oua’s eyes.

“It'ssssss sssssssso good to have sssssssssomeone who trusssssssstssssssss meeeee,” he said, his voice making his genuine thankfulness sound a little creepy to an outsider. It didn’t matter, though. Oua knew that Emi genuinely liked his presence.

“Trussssssst in meeeeee, jussssst in meeeeee…

Let yoursssssself gooooo, and trussssst in meeee…”

Oua’s song seeped into her mind, making her resistance slip a little, but she kept her composure, visualized by keeping her eyes wide open to take in Oua’s hypnosis. She took a deep breath and sighed, contentedly, enjoying the lovely lullaby he was singing. But she continued resisting. She felt amazing, like she wanted to keep staring at those eyes forever. But that would mean she would miss out on being a wild and free jungle girl, so she was content to watch them here and now. It still made a warm feeling grow in her chest and a feeling of relaxation starting to creep in starting with her bare toes. “Much better,“ he said. "Now then, let'ssss sssee here…” he increased the power of his spirals. He swayed to and from to keep Emi’s attention on him.

Oua’s faster rings always surprised her, no matter what. It was hard to resist, especially right now, as she felt like she was slipping under his spell faster than she wanted to. Emi followed his movements, not missing one. She was completely enthralled by his eyes, focused entirely on them. Her body loosened and she slumped forward a little bit, loving his soft, smooth scales on her skin. So, she straightened herself out on reflex. She was on autopilot, resisting just to drag out the hypnosis and enjoy it a little longer. The euphoric feelings of relaxation began to spread, starting from the warmth in her chest.

Oua noticed that, with his tail climbing up her torso, she was starting to falter just a little, so he increased the power of his spirals.

Stiffening, Emi did her best to resist the hypnosis, but the clenching chest and goosebumps all over her skin meant that she was enjoying it a bit too much. Indeed, she felt really good, being bombarded by the hypnosis, and wrapped up and squeezed. She fought with all her mental fortitude. Her head and eyelids drooped a little bit, but she fought to keep them open and up. She wanted to keep going until she was under his spell. His squeezing tail on her skin was inviting her to give in, as well. But she kept going, enjoying this hypnosis and every minute of it.

“You’re doing great,” he said, genuine pride in his voice, and he slowed down his hypnosis, and the tail as he carefully maneuvered her bust. Once that was done, he stopped, and squeezed a little, making it feel like he was hugging her, making her head pop up again—it had dropped, again. She opened her eyes wide open and leaned forward, forcing herself to stay awake to gaze into Oua’s eyes.

She didn’t notice his tail climbing up her torso, she was still enthralled by his eyes. Her resistance kept slipping, she was getting closer to that blissful mindlessness of his spell. She was almost there! She willed herself to continue staring, even as it felt like she should give up.

He gently tightened his grip on her and continued steadily wrapping her up. “That'ssssssss it, keep going,” he soothed. “You’re doing sssssssso well. You want to give in, but you’ll keep going, becaussssssse you want to enjoy thissssssss.”

“Yes,” she replied, losing her grip on her mind and slowly falling under Oua’s spell. Her eyes opened wider, then almost shut from the fatigue of trying to keep them open. But she resisted as best she could, still enjoying the hypnosis and the scales creeping up her skin.

Speaking of which, he’d resumed the coiling, knowing she was coming close to the end. His tail circled around her shoulders, and around her neck, but didn’t squeeze just yet. As his tail traveled up her body and around her neck, Emi felt herself having to sit up straight, but did not resist that part. It was, however, harder to resist the hypnosis, Oua’s soothing voice lulling her deeper and deeper into it, no matter how much she resisted. Just give in, she told herself. And as Oua’s tail gently coiled around her neck, she did just that, falling under a deep, blissful spell.

Oua ceased the colors in his eyes and backed off a little to admire his handiwork. She was completely coiled up from the branch to her neck, completely under his spell, shown with colors pulsing in her eyes, and a silly, blank grin on her lips. No doubt her mind was blissfully empty right now, just how he intended. “Before we sssssstart, how do you feel?” he asked.

“I feel great,” she said in a dreamy monotone, matching her blank mind, malleable to Oua’s suggestions. If she were “awake”, she would be marveling at how good she felt right about now, but she wasn’t. She was, however, ready to have some fun, albeit not ready in the sense that she was anticipating fun, but Oua’s spell made her ready.

“That'ssssss ssssssplended,” he said as he lifted the Jungle Girl up off her seat to place her on the branch. He uncoiled her.

“Trussssssst in meeeeee, jussssst in meeeeee…

Let yoursssssself go, and trussssst in meeee…”

With a wave of his tail, restarting his song, he beckoned his catch forward. Oua’s command compelled her, and she walked forward, unquestioningly following the snake’s voice and tail. He put his tail down and began continued, “Sssssshut your eyesssssss, and trusssssst in meeeeeee…” His other friend/hypnosis subject, her mother, Huli, had taught him that song. When Emi reached the end of the branch, he stopped her, putting his tail on her forehead. “Hold sssstill, pleasssse.” Then he turned his body into a staircase and let go of his catch so she could continue. She continued walking, not noticing nor caring how she was doing this.

“You can sssssssleep ssssssafe and ssssssound, knowing Iiii… Am a-rooouuunnnnnd…” Oua moved his head until he was at the tip of his tail, waiting for her to step onto his back. She kept walking. She walked until she was upside down, then, when laying comfortably on his tail-hammock, she sighed, contentedly. She did not know what was going on, but she did feel a few things; first, she went flat on her back against Dante’s soft scales. Next, she swayed from side to side, letting her relax a little. Then she felt like she was being tossed in the air and was suddenly upside down. She did not snore, but she was relaxed.

“Sssssslip into a ssssssilent ssssslumber,” he continued, “Sssssail on a sssssssilver missssssst. Ssssssslowly, your sssssssensssessssss, will ccceassssssse to persssisssst.” He lifted the tip of his tail up, gave it a little buck and watched as Emi lay on the tail. Then he created a little slide for the jungle girl, that turned into more coils, until they made another cocoon for her to fall into.

The next thing she felt was sliding against the scales, then being completely wrapped up by those scales and coils, hugging her. She sank into those coils as he gently placed her on the branch, her eyes still closed. She always enjoyed those trust exercises. They were just a little preview before he could do other things to her, and she was more than happy to play along.

“I alwayssssss enjoy that part,” he said contentedly. Then she opened her eyes, staring off to nowhere. “How’sssssss life treating you?” he asked.

“Well, Oua,” she answered.

“Are there any problemssssss?” he asked, just to be sure.

“I broke up with my boyfriend,” she answered. “He saw me as a prize, and I don’t like that.”

Oua clicked his tongue sympathetically. “When will people learn to ressssspect women?”

“Preach it,” she said.

“What will you do nexssssst?”

“Talk to my friend, Iolana,” she said.

“Do you like her?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered. “I really trust her with everything. And she trusts me.”

“Trusssssst isssssss important,” he said. “I sssssuppossssse I cannot be your boyfriend?”

“No, silly!” she laughed.

Playfully, he snapped his tail like a finger. “Sssssshoot! How does sssshe make you feel?”

“She makes me feel great,” she answered.

“Ssssshe sssssoundsssss like a great friend,” said Oua. “Now, what would you like to do next?”

“Dance,” she answered.

“A ssssssplendid idea!” he replied. He loosened his coils, they dropped to the side. She stood up. “Do the lassssst dancccccce you did.”

She clapped her hands and began to perform a hula. She gestured and shook her hips to an invisible band, his tail keeping her from falling off. She smiled, a genuine one this time. The hula is culturally important to the people of Pomaika’I, a Polynesian group with Hawaiian, Samoan, Tahitian and even Maori influences, at least to a haole. She shuffled her bare feet along the branch, the tip of his tail curling around her left ankle to keep her from falling over the side.

The dance finished, and she bowed to her invisible audience, then returned to her default slumped forward position as he unwrapped his tail from her ankle.

Oua scratched his chin with his tail. What to do next? He had a willing participant in anything he wanted. Then he had an idea. She was a fighter, right? Maybe she needed some sparring help. “You’re fighting an invissssible opponent,” he said hastily.

She got into a fighting stance, threw a couple of punches and kicks in succession. He kept his distance, not wanting to get punched. Those always hurt. “You fight good,” he said. “Your opponent hasssss the upper ‘hand’,” he said. “What happensssss nexsssst?”

She visibly began struggling, gritting her teeth and holding her arms out. She leaned forward against her invisible opponent, and almost fell over. Thankfully, he wrapped his tail around her arms and pushed against her, keeping her upright. He twisted, making her fall down. Chuckling, he brought her back up. “Now, you can get the upper hand!”

He let go and watched as she grabbed his bulk, twisting, wrestling, until she pulled it down, pinning it to the branch. “Well done, well done!” he said, curling his tail around her body and bringing her back to face him. “Are you having fun?”

“I’m having a lot of fun!” she answered energetically. She was sweating and panting, which meant that she was indeed having fun.

“I’m glad,” he said. “But how could I make it better?”

Oua had a few ideas. He could have Emi take out an enemy, but that was playing dirty and unfair to her, making her a toy for his personal grudges. He could also have Emi get some food for him. But he was not hungry. He was in a conundrum. He did think of one thing, though. He unspooled his coils from around Emi, balanced her stiff body on his tail and started tossing her up and down like a ball. Then he had an idea. “Curl up, pleassssssse.”

Oua grinned. Continuing to toss Emi up and down, he positioned his body in different ways, eventually making a track out of himself. Then he lifted Emi’s still-balled-up form on the tip of his tail, tipped it and watched as Emi rolled along his tail, his tail guiding the Jungle Girl in the process. Oua was enjoying himself. While some of his fellow hypno-snakes lamented they could not eat humans lest they gag, he understood that they were better to play with than eat. At one point, he caught Emi, then wrapped his tail around her curled-up body a couple of times, lowered her down and swung her like a pendulum.

Several moments passed, and he pulled her up back onto the tree, unspooling her. He was able to curl his tail around her, pinning her arms to the side, and began spooling her back up into the comfortable coil cocoon.

Then, she slipped out of his grip. He panicked, reached down and caught her wrist, but the shock of the impact made her snap out of his hypnosis. Luckily, she swung over to the nearest branch, a thick branch, and stood up. “Phew!” she breath.

Oua dropped his head down to the branch and noticed that Emi was no longer under his spell. He was disappointed, but said, “I’m ssssssssorry.”

“It’s alright,” she replied. “Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.”

Oua was relieved she was alright and not going anywhere and appreciated the pets. He draped his tail around her shoulder. “Now, then, sssssshall we ssssssstart over?” His eyes flashed multiple colors and he tried to pull her towards him so she could look in his eyes.

Annoyed, she narrowed her eyes, slipped out of his grip and looked away. “I don’t feel like getting hypnotized again!” she said.

Shocked at first, Oua opened his mouth to speak, but smiled instead. “I undersssssstand,” he said soothingly. “You sssssssay you want a break; I don’t blame you.” He stroked her skin with his tail. “But you were having sssssssssso much fun. You ssssssssssaid ssssssssssso yoursssssssssself. Don’t you want to keep going?”

“I do, but I’d also like a challenge,” she said.

“Mmmmm, hmhmhmmmm, what kind of challenge?” he asked playfully while also coiling her wrist in preparation to pull it off.

She looked at him with playful incredulity. “You’re smart! You figure it out!” She tore her wrist out of his grip, then covered her eyes.

Oua chuckled and pulled her hand away from her eyes. Simultaneously, with some of his tail already around her shoulder, he turned her head towards him. “Did I win yet?” He asked, flashing colored rings in her eyes.

She successfully resisted in that moment. Slipping out of his grip, she turned away. “You’ll have to do better than that—” she stopped mid-sentence and stride and realized what he’d done. Oua kept his grip on her wrist. It was a strong grip, best used on prey, but this time it was used on a playmate.

“Leaving sssssso sssssssssoon?” he asked.

“And what if I wanted to?” she asked, challenging him again, pulling her wrist from his grip.

“I’d let you go,” he said, simply. “It’ssssss your choiccccccce, I resssssspect it. But do you want to leave right now?”

She opened her mouth to speak but froze in place. Oua already knew she wanted to stay, and she wanted him to keep temping her.

Oua chuckled when she froze. Of course, she would react that way. He let her wrist go when she yanked again, then grabbed her ankle. “Sssssstick around, a little,” he suggested.

“And do what? Get turned into a monkey or something?”

Oua chuckled. “Ssssssilly, that’sssss not how it worksssssss,” he said soothingly. “It only workssssssss if you want to follow my ssssssuggessssstionsssssss. I can’t make you do sssssssssssomething you don’t want to.” He kept his grip tight on her ankle.

“Like how?” she asked sarcastically.

“Eyessssss on me, pleasssssssse.” He gave her a playful tug, pulling her towards him, then activated his eyes. Emi hesitantly looked.

It is not that Emi could not look away, it is that she wouldn’t. His eyes were going slowly, taking up her vision. Wanting to be hypnotized, she made eye contact, and the rings reflected in her eyes.

“I knew you’d sssssssee thingsssss my way,” he teased as she looked at him, the rings in his eyes going full-bore, then slow now that he had her attention.

“Huh?”

“Jusssssst to ‘punisssssh’ you, I’m going to draw thissssssssss out.” It wasn’t much of a threat-threat, since he knew she would enjoy this. But she was resisting just enough to allow him to drag it out.

“There, that'ssssss not sssssso bad, now isssssss it?” he teased.

“No,” she answered. She trusted him deeply, with her life, and knew when he was joking. With that, she relaxed her body, slumped over a little bit, and staring up at Oua’s eyes so he could wrap her up, all according to procedure. Just as she did last time, she resisted, but only to drag out the length and enjoyment of the hypnosis. She took a deep breath and sighed, contentedly, enjoying the lovely lullaby he was singing. But she continued resisting. She felt amazing, like she wanted to keep staring at those eyes forever. But that would mean she would miss out on being a wild and free jungle girl, so she was content to watch them here and now.

He slowed his rings down to a speed that would draw out the hypnosis and not allow her to look away. He hoped she could Emi could be clear-headed enough, but also enthralled. This was the punishment he intended, dragging out the induction process so long, the subject would get impatient, even though he would keep testing their patience. It was fun!

Emi tried to look away, but couldn’t and wouldn’t.  She was getting frustrated, but that was just peachy for Oua. “What'sssssss the matter?” he teased, “Getting impatient?” He sped up his hypnosis, slowed it back down, draped his tail around her neck and shoulders and drew her closer to him. “You’re not going anywhere, ssssssilly!” She snarled at him.

“What'ssssss wrong?” Oua teased. “You usually like being hypnotizsssssed!” He sped his rings up, to play with her.

Emi’s eyes opened wider, then almost shut from the fatigue of trying to keep them open. Oua’s faster rings always surprised her, no matter what. It was hard to resist, especially right now, as she felt like she was slipping under his spell faster than she wanted to. But she resisted as best she could, still enjoying the hypnosis, but his teasing got on her nerves.

“You’re… the worst,” she croaked.

“I knooooooow,” Oua sang teasingly. “But you look more frusssssssstrated than ussssual!”

“You’re getting weaker,” she replied.

Oua chuckled, genuinely amused at how she was sassing him, even though she was being hypnotized. She had forgotten he was punishing her with this slow hypnosis, so he wasn’t going to play her game. He was patient. He would have her under his spell eventually. But until then, she needed to be reminded who was in charge here. “Weak?” he asked, “Doessss thisssss look “weak” to you?” He gave her a sudden, stronger burst of hypnosis that wiped the smirk off her face before going back to the slower pace he had been using.

“Weak,” she replied, then sat down straddling the branch.

Oua smirked, even though she had said ‘weak’. He knew she was just repeating his words. Yes, allowing her to resist was part of the plan. Let her slip into a false sense of security. “I ssssssee you’re doing well,” he said, hoping to lull her into that false sense of security.

Calmer, she relaxed a little, even becoming aware of the tail curling around her body, its smooth warm softness inviting her in. She liked it, a lot. But she didn’t show it in her expression, which was dumbfounded, staring at Oua’s beautiful, hypnotic eyes.

“You’re doing sssssssssoooooo weeeeeellllllll,” he sang, his tail now wrapped around her twice and still climbing up her body. Oua kept on softly singing to her, swaying his head around and gradually wrapping her up. Soon, his coils covered her belly.  “Gooooo to ssssleeeeeeeep,” Oua continued singing, his tail winding further up her body, finally past her shoulders, until it was at her neck. He kept it loose for a second, then tugged tightly on her neck, making her eyes bulge for a second so they could receive the finale.

Encouraged by Oua, Emi began to slip, almost giving into the blissful blankness. But she kept fighting as long as she could because his hypnosis felt SO good. Yet the momentary blissful blankness she felt was somehow better than what she was doing right now. There was no need for her to fight any longer, Oua and the little voice in her head told her, just give in. You are in good hands, safe.

Then, suddenly, she felt the coils tighten around her neck, making her gulp. She realized that Oua had “won” their little contest, a contest she liked, and was, surprisingly, thankful to lose. So, she gave in. The resistance and her mind went away, and she fell deeply under Oua’s spell, a silly, blank grin on her lips.

“Did you believe you could outsssssssmart me?” Oua asked, teasingly and genuinely curious, giving her a squeeze. He looked over his handiwork. She was firmly under his spell, and not going anywhere, at least until he let her go.

“Yes,” she replied. “It was easy.”

Oua chuckled. “It'sssssss harder than you think, my dear,” he said, “But you’re ssssssssoooooo fun to play with.”