A successful date with one of the Teo tribe girls meant that Emiemi Shevchenko-Anderson, or just Emi of the Jungle, was on cloud nine.

The 18-year-old native of Pomaika'i was courting a young woman her age named Lilo, a fair maiden by any stretch of the imagination, and luckily as much into girls as Emi was. They’d gone out in the ocean, fished and even kissed.

For the daughter of famed jungle couple Julie Shevchenko and Kyle “Kaitan” Anderson, this was a fantastic turn of events. She’d been afraid that her attraction to girls, which she knew was normal in her parents’ old world, would be acceptable here, but judging by the way she smile and skipped through the jungle, it was obvious that the tribe accepted people like her.

Re-entering the jungle itself was always exhilarating. Emi had been born and raised on Pomaika'i, but did not have any of the native Polynesian heritage; her mother Julie was from Southern California, and her father Kyle, who was best known as the hero Kainak, was originally from Manitoba, Canada. He first came ashore when he was 16. Now, with their older son Makoa, they were a real-life Tarzan and Jane,

Emi knew her jungle home like the back of her hand. The moment she felt her inner wild animal take over, she jumped up into a tree and crouched down like an animal. In a sense, she was an animal, born free from modern society’s rules and laws, and free to… she couldn’t think of much at the moment.

Her brown hair was long and a little matted, a direct result of jungle living. Her slender, toned body with fair but tanned skin was covered in a few scars, which were actually scratches. Her mother, who’d studied science at UCLA, insisted she be vaccinated. Her face was also slender. And she was mostly naked, aside from an outfit her mother described as a “standard-issue” jungle girl get-up.

But at the moment, she was unknowingly headed for a different destination as she climbed up the tree to the branches, where she could enjoy her jungle life.

In another tree, Oua, a rather large Asia-Pacific hypnotic python, basked in the glory of the midday sun, somewhere up in the tree. The python was bored. The long snake was not hungry, but he was in the mood for a little fun. He had a special gift that made other creatures “gravitate” to him, as he liked to put it, but he rarely, if ever used it for feeding. The vast majority of the time he used it for his own entertainment. Of course, a lot of the animals on the tropical island weren’t happy about it. Still, he liked it.

He especially liked to use it on a human girl who lived on the island. But as far as he could tell, she was nowhere around. Oh, how wrong he was.

The girl ran energetically through the tree branches as is it was natural. Her bare feet barely touched the bark and moss. She reached and grabbed a vine to swing from, jumped off the vine and crouched down on all fours. Moving like a cat, she moved and then jumped onto another branch, unknowingly getting very close to Oua’s location.

Meanwhile, Oua had begun to move among the trees, looking for something to do. His mind was swirling with thoughts, which for the average python, weren’t there. But, he had something on his mind. He stuck out his tongue to smell the air. He perked up as soon as he found the scent he was looking for. There she was! Immediately he began to pick up speed and slithered over to a waterfall where he found his query. “Emi,” he whispered in excitement. The python needed—no, he WANTED to have her in his crushing, but snug embrace. Anything to make the boredom dissipate.

The day in the Greystoke Island jungle was slow. The days were always slow, to be clear, since this island was still largely untouched by humans, save for native Polynesian tribes, a few scientists and jungle-dwellers. Nature flourished, and the thick jungle was easy to get lost in.

The snake’s tail sinuously descended down to the branch she was on, going behind her at first, but then wrapping snugly around her waist and then her leg before she knew what had happened. And once she did realize what was going on, she was too late to stop herself being lifted up into a higher branch. She was concerned at first, but the concern went away when she saw the pattern on the tail’s scales, and she realized just who it was, allowing her to sigh in relief.

However, she was surprised to not see said snake when she found herself on the branch. She looked around, trying to find the snake when—who turned out the lights!?

“Guesssssss whoooo?” she heard the voice asking her.

Oua delighted in messing with the jungle girl. No, he wasn’t going to eat her—Greystokian hypnotic pythons can’t eat humans. They’d violently gag if they tried—but she was here and he was going to have some fun.

She growled once she heard his voice. But, she didn’t reach for the knife at her side so she could, you know.

“If you don’t take your tail off my eyes,” she growled. Oua immediately did as she asked him. Thankfully for him, she was more annoyed than angry.

“Sssssso tensssssssse,” he hissed.

“I have a reason to be on edge, Oua,” she said. She removed his tail from her eyes and carefully looked at him. His eyes weren’t spiralling. “Were you here the whole time?”

“Not really,” he said. “I jusssssst happened to come acrosssssss you. Sssssssso niccccce to ssssssee you, by the way.” He chuckled, his whole body rippling from it. “What bringsssssss you here today?”

“Life,” she replied. “And just exploring, like you. Not much else. Also felt like enjoying the jungle. What about you?” she asked.

“Oh, not much,” he said while moving himself around her. “I’ve jusssssst been hunting and eating. I had a niccccccce, fat pig not too long ago. It wassssssss deliccccioussssss.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re incorrigible.”

He chuckled in response, his whole body rippling from the laugh. “I know!”

She rolled her eyes. He was a typical predator, really. Luckily, all the times he met her, eating her was so out of the question it was stupid to even ask.

“Did you hypnotize it?” she asked.

"No, I jusssssst ate it,” he said. He proudly smiled, and smiled more at the sight of her sarcastically rolling her eyes.

“Oh, come on! You hypnotize everything! Even me!”

Oua chuckled. Yes, he liked to hypnotize her, because she liked it and was very cooperative. “It'ssssss true, my dear,” he said. “Yesssssss, I like to usssssse it, but ssssssometimessssss, it'sssssss not necccccessssssary.” He was actually still disappointed that he didn’t get to use it. But, he wanted to point out, “You’re my favorite,” he said, moving his tail to wrap it completely around her waist and then around her legs to make a seat that he lifted her up in. This was the beginning of a genuinely mutually fun little game they were about to play for “dominance”, for lack of a better term.

She rolled her eyes. If he was going to play this game, so was she. So she playfully kicked the air. “That’s because I let you,” she said.

Oua chuckled, already shuddering in anticipation for this little game. Yes, it was true. But, “Aaaah, but you are sssssstill sssssssubject to my sssssssuggesssssssstionssssssss,” he said.

“I can resist,” she shot back.

It was true, and she had resisted before. “That'sssssss not what happened lasssssst time,” he chuckled.

“I was tired and open to it,” she said. “Give it your best shot, you stupid snake!”

“Issssss that sssssso?” he asked, flashing some rings in his eyes. He was genuinely surprised to see that she didn’t react at all, and grinned at him instead.

“Told ya!” she said, having not felt the hypnosis effects at all.

Oua groaned. The game did just get more interesting, though. He set her feet back down on the branch and circled her. “I ssssupossse I wassss misssstaken,” he said. “But, I know for cccccertain that you will enjoy my talentsssss today.”

Emi liked being hypnotized because it not only felt nice, but it was fun to let go and let her subconscious/imagination have a little fun. Plus it was good stress relief to escape the drudgery for a few hours. But she was playing a game with him, and she intended to win. “I probably would,” she said. “But you still have to admit that I’m the ‘dominant’ one here.”

Oua chuckled. Despite being a bit frustrated at his inability to hypnotize her, he had to admit that he was enjoying this. “Of courssssssse, I can never forccccccce it upon you. But you mussssssst admit that I am the… what'sssss the term? ‘Dominant’ one here.”

“I’m the ‘dominant’ one because I decide when, where and how I can be hypnotized,” she said smugly.

“That'sssssss true,” he said. “But you ssssssshould sssssssee yourssssssself when you’re under my sssssspell and following my ssssssssuggesssssssstionssssssss.”

“That’s because I want to follow those suggestions,” she corrected. “If you told me to do something bad, I’d refuse it.”

“Yesssssss, but under hypnosssssissssss, you’re like my little… plaything.”

“What're you talking about?" she chuckled. "You're my plaything."

Oua chuckled. She was walking right—he grinned. “I ssssssee what you’re doing,” he said. He circled around her, wrapping part of his body around hers and then bringing his head back to her. “Assssss you can ssssssee, there'sssssss a lot more wayssssss to sssssssshow my 'dominance’.”

“What are you talking about!?” she laughed. “It’s obvious that I’m the so-called ‘dominant’ one in this relationship! You couldn’t hypnotize me if I didn’t let you! Besides, you’re my toy!”

Now it was Oua’s turn to laugh.

“You’re in charge!?” he laughed, moving himself around to completely encircle her. “I think not. You alwayssssssss sssssssumbit to my hypnosssssisssss.”

“Not always.”

He paused. “When you do ssssssubmit,” he corrected himself. “I sssssssupossssssse that ssssssssometimessssss, you don’t want to do it, and I ressssssspect that. But ssssssssstil—” He took a section of its tail and put it around her neck like a towel so he could pull her in close to him. “I’m the one with the power here.” He chuckled.

“Whatever,” she said. “Hypnosis only works when the subjects wants to cooperate. And I don’t have to.”

“Yesssssss, but—”

“BUT,” she interrupted, taking his tail off her shoulders and displaying a prominent pointer finger. “I understand where you’re coming from, since you’re not human. But all my life I’ve learned that for any kind of relationship, the two participants have to have some kind of mutual trust and understanding between each other. I understand that you like you hypnotize me, and I trust that you won’t hurt me. That doesn’t change the fact that I am clearly benefitting from this the most, because of all the fun I have.”

Oua rolled his eyes at her proud posturing.

“And if you do something I don’t like, I can cut your head off and turn your skin into a nice bag!”

“I can sssssssqueeze you until you run out of breath,” he chuckled.

“I can punch you and crush your skull,” she said.

“I can crusssssh your bonesssssss in my grip.”

“I can stab your brains!”

“I can choke you until you passsssssss out!”

“I can whip you against that tree and break your spine!”

“I can do thisssssss!” Oua wrapped his tail around her eyes, making her just see a field of pitch darkness.

“Hey!” she yelped, “What the—”

“Come now, Emi,” he said, “I’m jussssst playing.”

“I know that,” she said, “But I can’t see!” She tried to remove his tail, but he kept his grip firm on her head, careful not to crush it. He did remove it, but he covered her eyes again.

Though she stumbled about (rather comically and adorably—comically adorably, or adorably comical, if you might), there was an unspoken trust between the two. He could do things like this and she would understand and allow it. It was both complicated and simple, mostly owing to the fact that she liked what he was doing, and he made sure she was safe.

“Oh, that’s a ssssshame,” he said. “Maybe if you had my ssssssssensssssssssessssssss.”

“Ha ha,” she said, reacting to his good-natured teasing.

Oua circled around so that his face was in front of hers and began to ever-so-slightly ease the grip on her head. She finally removed the tail from her face, only to be met with Oua’s, and rings of color radiating from the center of them. “I sssssssssee you,” he sang. “Who’ssssssss in charge now?”

Her eyes reflected the colors and they filled hers. This was Oua’s hypnosis. And it was wonderfully relaxing. She felt a relaxing warmth radiating from her center, and her mouth gaped open, making her feel incredibly relaxed and calm. 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 his 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.

“Yessssss, keep sssstaring,” he said soothingly, “Why don’t you ssssssit down?"  She wasn’t done yet, however. She didn’t sit down at first. However, a bit of a burst from him made her sit down straddling the branch. “Hmm, hmm, hmm, ressssisssting, are we?” he chuckled, moving closer to her to take up her entire field of vision. “You don’t want to resssssisssssst. You want to let my eyesssssss entranccccccce you.”

“I’m dominant,” she said slowly.

Chuckling, Oua kept his rings going at a steady pace and making circular motions with his head. Carefully, he lowered his tail down from the upper branch and began wrapping it around her waist. This was the second-best part of the induction. The inevitably coming sensation of soft scales and tight, snug coils around her heightened and was heightened by the warm, wonderful feeling of being hypnotized. Although Oua probably knew already, Emi didn’t feel like going anywhere right now. She was enjoying the spirals a bit too much to want to leave. But although she was having a good time, she had a hard time smiling to show it. Instead, her jaw hung open in a dull expression.

She twirled her head to follow his eyes. She couldn’t look away, but that didn’t matter. A neutral expression adorned her face. She felt as if her eyes had to close, so she fought to keep them open so she could experience his wonderful, blissful hypnosis. Her mind was already slipping into blissful nothingness, and his tail coiling around her felt soft, warm and inviting.

Oua kept his tail around her waist and didn’t move it, while keeping his eyes on hers. “You know, I always appreccccciate our argumentssssssss,” he said sincerely. Then he began to slowly wrap her up with his tail.

“Gnnn… thanks,” she said, her voice starting to get a little slow and slurry from the effects of the hypnosis. The colored rings reflected in her eyes and she reacted when he moved back and forth. Her heart began to beat a little slower, and her calm expression showed she was receptive to his hypnosis. He kept singing his induction song, slowly wrapping her up, squeezing tightly and snugly at regular intervals. She didn’t react, and soon, her midriff was wrapped up in his tail. His encouragement seeped into her mind, and she, with the help of her own free will, kept from falling asleep. She was met with his smile and colored eyes swaying from side to side, making her follow him. She could see his excitement and satisfaction in seeing that she was turning into putty in his coils. But as his tail crept up her abdomen, she didn’t care

Oua chuckled again as he continued hypnotizing and coiling her. By now he could see that she was acting on autopilot just a little bit, but he didn’t want it to end until she was fully coiled in his scaly cocoon. "You may resssisssst a little now,” he said.

“Okay,” she said as she began resisting just a little more. It worked out quite well for Oua. The more the subjects resisted, the deeper under his spell they would be. He increased the rings’ intensity just a little bit to match her resistance attempts, and gently squeezed her bare skin. He even moved a little farther away, then back towards her to see how she would react. “No fair,” she slowly moaned. She already felt warm inside the coils, and his hypnosis was like a nice, mental hug drawing her in deeper.

Oua chortled. He was enjoying this. To make it worse for her, he kept his coils going slowly, occasionally squeezing as if to tempt her, but knowing that she wasn’t going to give up just yet. He didn’t want her to give up just yet. “Come on, Emi,” he said. “I know you have sssssssome fight in you.”

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.

Things were going well at this point. He’d already wrapped part of her body up, pinning her arms to the sides, and he was already getting to her chest, which he gently and gingerly maneuvered around, since female humans were different from male humans. Once around those, he gave her another squeeze, just to tighten and straighten his coils out a little bit. But now he moved closer to her, taking up her entire field of vision. He could tell that she was going to give in soon.

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. 

He swayed his head from side to side, keeping the rings going steady. “Gooo to ssssleeeeeep,” he sang. “Ssssleeeeeep, Eeeemi, trusssssst in meeeee…” he raised his tail up to her shoulders and prepared to finish the job. He could see that the Jungle Girl was on the brink of falling under his spell, exciting the snake even further. He’d learned from experience was more receptacle to suggestion and seemed to enjoy it a lot more. So he increased his spirals and kept wrapping him up until he reached his shoulders, whereupon he finished the job, wrapping the tip of his tail around her neck, immobilizing his catch.

His tail wrapped around her neck, cocooning her in his coils, and she surrendered to his spell, letting her mind becoming a blissful cloud to be willingly commanded by the snake. His whole length shuddered at the sight. But he put that aside and marveled at his work. She sat perfectly still, a blank, goofy grin on her lips and her eyes wide open, with colors pulsing in her eyes. She was comfortably under his spell, ready to follow his commands

“Now tell me who'sssss 'dominant’?” he teasingly asked.

“You are, Oua,” she answered in her dreamy, hypnotized monotone.

“Correct,” Oua replied. “A ssssplendid anssssswer.” And, just to show that he was in command her, he lifted her up off the branch, unraveled some of his coils, placed her bare feet back down on the branch and unraveled the rest of his body from hers.

"Trusssssst in meeeeee, jusssssst in meeeeeee,” he sang, making a “come hither” gesture with the tip of his tail.

“Ssssssshut your eyesssssss, and trusssssst iiinnn meeee,“ he continued singing, lifting the tip of his tail up to the end of the branch so that she could walk along it. Oua moved his tail away from the branch and turned his body around for the jungle girl to walk along. She continued walking, unprompted, effortlessly balancing and walking on his scaly body.

He watched her, continuing to softly sing. "Sssssslip into a sssssilent sssssslumber, ssssssail on a sssssssilver misssssst. Let your ssssssenssssssessssss ccccccceassssssse to resssissssssssst,” he continued singing, bumping her to the end of his tail and flipping her in the air and catching her stiff form on the tip of his tail. He even balanced her upside down, and found out that she was snoring.

Oua chuckled. He had little need to chastise her for snoring. “Trussssst in meeeeeeee, jussssssst in meeeeeeee…” he continued singing. He took her off the tip of his tail, and set her back down on it. Then, he wrapped his body around her until she was completely coiled up from head to toe and set her back down on the branch.

“That wassss fun, wasssssn’t it?” he asked.

The snake moved his head over to her, looking at how she slept in his coils. “I’m going to give you a ssssssuggesssssstion,” he said. “From now on, every time I, and only I, sssssssay 'I’m the dominant one,’ you will fall back under my sssssssspell. How doesssssss that sssssssound to you? And be honessssssssst, let your conscioussssssss mind anssssssswer.

"I'm in charge," she said in her dreamy monotone.

Oua chuckled. "I ssssssupposssssse I sssssssshould have exsssssspected that.” But he gently lifted her entire body off the branch and held her up in the air. “I think it would be interesssssssssting if you fell back under my power every time I ssssssay the wordsssssss, 'I’m the dominant one’, don’t you think?”

“But then I won’t be the dominant one,” she insisted.

Oua rolled his eyes. This was obviously not going to work. So for now, until he was ready to let her go–like he always did–he was just going to have some fun with her. He could still show her that he was the dominant one.

"Open your eyesssssss, pleasssssssse,” he said. She opened her eyes. Oua turned her coil cocoon in the air and then set her back down on the branch. He looked her over, standing stiff as a board, the rings pulsing in her eyes. “You’ll be ssssssstiff,” he said, “Assssss if my coilsssssss are ssssssstill around you. You can’t move, exccccccept when I make you move. Go sssssstiff… now.”

She promptly went stiff, standing up straight with her arms at her sides as if she was indeed wrapped up in his coils. Oua reached down, grabbed her wrist and gently pulled on her arm. He gently lifted her arm above her head, then reached for her other arm and also pulled it over her head. “When I sssssay 'go’, you will jump up onto the nexxxxxt branch, and you will believe yoursssssself to be an ape.” He knew that she hung out with apes, since he’d seen her with them before. “Ready? GO!”

She immediately jumped to the higher branch, grabbed it and swung up. She moved just like an ape, jumping from one branch to another. It looked just as natural as it came to her, for living her life in the jungle had rubbed off on her. She even made the same sounds, which were strikingly identical to the way an actual ape sounded. She did not do some of the dirtier things, and Oua was a bit thankful for that. It wouldn’t have been pretty. Luckily she was more interested in just generally behaving like one instead, which was very interesting.

Oua followed her, feeling very entertained. She was good at this. It was fairly obvious that she’d learned a lot from the apes. “When I ssssssay 'freeze’, you will go back to being frozzzzen in placccccce,“ he said. "Ready? Freeze!”

She stood up straight again, putting her arms at the side and the silly grin reappeared. Oua wrapped his tail around her entire body and gave her a squeeze, allowing her to relax. He took her off the branch she was already on, and set her down on the branch they started on.

“That wassssss fun, wasssssn’t it?”

“Yes, Oua,” she answered.

“Now then, ansssssswer me; who’ssssss the doiminant one?”

“I am,” she answered. Oua sighed. He couldn’t change her mind it seemed. Still, he had her with him right now and was going to have some fun that she would doubtlessly enjoy.