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Kaa meets Elenaril (alt vore ending)

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  1. Like most days, the deep, thick jungle was peaceful. The steady cadence of a multitude of birds and insects filled the air. The massive, jungle trees grew healthy and strong; their branches bursting with greenery. While, on the ground, beautiful, exotic, multi-colored flowers grew in great abundance wherever the sunlight could reach. The earth here was fertile and filled with life that fed the rest of the world around it.
  2. However, there was one individual who was not particularly at peace, in the jungle...
  3. "Ugggggghhhhh…" Elenaril groaned, wiping the sweat off of her brow, "this is why I hate it outside." Though young, especially by elven standards, the twenty-one-year-old elf was an accomplished student of magic. Unfortunately, her specialty was illusion: the deception and control of another's perception of reality. She could make herself appear perfectly comfortable, but she could do nothing to actually cool herself down.
  4. The elven sorceress had come into the jungle in search of herbs for use in her spellwork. Thankfully, the jungle's plentiful and varied plant-life had led to a very successful trip. Rare and exotic herbs grew in abundance in the jungle undergrowth and Elenaril had been hard at work gathering them up for most of the day. The herb pouch in her pack was filled to bursting with all sorts of seeds, petals and roots.
  5. Still, despite the success of her venture, Elenaril firmly detested the wilderness. She had grown up a rather shy girl in a small, almost exclusively elven town. She much preferred to stay inside, curled up with a book, than play outside with (and probably lose to) the other children around her. She didn't admit it to herself, but she also had a fierce, competitive side. She hated losing, especially when it involved intellect or magic.
  6. Another factor towards her reserved nature and her hatred of the outdoors stemmed from the fact that she was also a rather chubby child. Repeatedly losing to other children that were skinnier and faster than her was a sure sign that she wasn't made for the outdoors. She didn't explore or imagine herself a heroine, she'd simply rather be inside where she wasn't teased for her weight and appearance, or made to fail because of her natural shortcomings. Since those early days, she had flowered into a naturally tall, curvy, young elven-woman with an ample chest and hips. She was never thin, but her once chubby, child-body had filled out into generous curves that a thinner woman or elf couldn't hope to match.
  7. Even still, Elenaril was reserved, even doubtful, about her beauty. Elven standards of beauty declared that she should be blonde, graceful, and, above all, thin. Elenaril was none of those things. Her hair, though she had certainly grown it to a considerable length, was naturally black. And it would've stayed that way if one of Elenaril's first spells hadn't been to add a few streaks of the brightest red she could imagine. Red was probably her favorite color and mixing it into her straight, black hair made her feel far prettier.
  8. Illusion magic was a natural choice for Elenaril. Tricking reality was a childhood dream, for her. Not simply because she could make herself more beautiful than she actually was, but also she just adored the possibilities of it. While most other types of magic had a specific purpose, Elenaril saw illusion as being something much more versatile. One could fight or manipulate nature with the basic elements, or portend the future with divination, but their purpose served very narrow ends. With illusion, Elenaril could defend herself by tricking her opponent's mind, or entertain with images that weren't really there. She could bring the stories she loved to read to animated life through her studies of illusions. Her very life had become a mind-bending wonder as she learned the tricks she needed to manipulate the mind and the senses.
  9. Reality, however...
  10. "Gods...why must it be so hot?" Elenaril grumbled again. She looked down at herself in disgust. She had long discarded her witch's hat, but the elven sorceress was rather impractically dressed for her jungle foraging. Guidelines of dress for spellcasters often insisted on a minimalist approach when it came to what to wear. Freedom of movement was favored far more than any sort of protection, or sometimes even modesty. The convention took a long time for Elenaril to adjust to, but she wasn't above tweaking her appearance a bit more when she was in public either. Her chosen outfit consisted of a black, silk shirt with long sleeves, a short, black skirt that reached down to just above the knee, and witch's boots that reached halfway up her shins, with a rather tall heel. Her midriff was bare from well below her navel up to just underneath her heavy breasts. Everything was trimmed with red, matching her two-toned hair.
  11. Due to her aversion to everything outside, any skin left exposed by the revealing outfit was rather pale. If she were in the town she called home, Elenaril might have cast a spell to make her skin appear a shade darker, or her tummy a bit flatter. However, out here, alone in the wilderness, it was simply a waste of energy. She could do nothing to change the fact that what little she had on was becoming damp with sweat. Her shirt was clinging to her breasts very nearly like a second skin.
  12. It had been a long, exhausting day for the young sorceress. Though she was successful, she hadn't noticed how much time had passed. It was difficult to tell exactly what time it was in the dense jungle, but the reddening sky was not a helpful omen.
  13. "The sun must be setting..." Elenaril observed as she packed away the last of the herbs she had found, "at least it'll start to get a bit cooler..." Satisfied with her work, (or rather, simply fed up with it) Elenaril turned back to the traveling pack she had left waiting by the path.
  14. Whether out of dislike for the wilderness, or simply well-prepared for the journey ahead, Elenaril had been certain to pack everything she needed. She was a long way from her modest home and she had bought a room at an inn close to the edge of the jungle, but she had no idea what to expect once she entered. Her pack, though somewhat bulky, had enough food and water supplies to last her for two days, along with a bedroll. She could set up her camp just about anywhere and sleep comfortably. Though she hated the idea of having to spend the night outside, she was likely deep enough into the jungle that she might not have any other choice.
  15. Unfortunately, the difficulty would come in choosing a spot for her to rest. She knew the jungle was generally unsafe, even during the day, but night would be much worse. If she chose wrong, she might not wake up the next morning.
  16. Nervously, she began playing with the golden medallion that hung around her neck. She had long ago chosen it as the instrument that she channeled her magic with. It often rested atop her large chest, indistinguishable from a simple, golden coin. It gave her comfort to know that it was always close by.
  17. Elenaril knew that she would have to sleep at some point and she would also need to have some way of defending herself. Thanks to her training, she knew a few spells that might help her, but without knowing what she was up against, it might be better to conserve her energy.
  18. She thought over her options, wondering what the smartest choice would be...
  19.  
  20. Though most parts of the jungle were beautiful and serene, it is well known that light cannot exist without the dark. Powerful, deadly creatures roamed in the shadows, where they could easily hide while they hunted. And not simply the common hunters of all jungles, but more exotic and bizarre creatures, as well. With the sun setting and night descending onto the jungle, these predators would soon become all the more active. The jungle would soon become a place filled with death as these hunters pounced on their victims, tore at their flesh and spilled blood on the beautiful jungle flora.
  21. The immense python sleeping in his favorite tree, however, was not one of them. Though he was most certainly a predator that hunted from the shadows, the snake did not bite or claw. When he needed to eat, he swallowed his prey whole, often alive. If he did not squeeze the life from his prey, he coaxed them to fall asleep inside his stomach with a glance and a whisper.
  22. The magic spell residing in his eyes was something that only he possessed. With it, he was capable of forcing even the strongest of enemies to obey his every whim. Though many resisted, few were immune. This ability alone made him widely feared throughout the jungle, regardless of physical prowess. For this python, hunting had become not just about survival, but a game that he took immense joy in. It was a game of will and domination, that the python rarely lost.
  23. Kaa yawned, stretching his wide mouth to its limit as he gradually came awake. The snake spent most of his days in quiet relaxation, letting the jungle sun warm his long, thick coils. Like many inhabitants of the jungle, he was most active at night, after his cold blood had been warmed by the sun and he could move about more easily without his long body being immediately spotted.
  24. Trees were a favorite hiding place for him. He was an astoundingly good climber and had learned to drape his coils through the branches to evenly distribute his weight. It gave him a superior vantage point from which to hunt and what few enemies could challenge him, couldn't reach him off of the jungle floor.
  25. Slowly, Kaa began flicking his forked tongue. Through it, he could both taste and smell the area, painting a picture within his mind of the world around him. He noticed that it was sunset. In all truth, this was a bit early for him to be active, but he wasn't entirely sure what, if anything, he would do that night. Though it had been a while since he had eaten anything, like most snakes, Kaa did not need to eat very often. His stomach was empty, but he certainly wasn't starving, either.
  26. Hunting was never a terrible idea for Kaa. Especially since it had become more of a game than a life or death situation, for him. He often caught potential food that he simply played with for a little while before releasing. Even if he was hungry, he sometimes put off eating simply because he knew that he could. If something more appetizing came along, then he might regret having settled for something that he didn't want.
  27. Speaking of which...
  28. Kaa flicked his tongue more quickly, coming awake faster, as something interesting caught his attention. The jungle air tasted much the same as it always did. A deer there, a few monkeys not much farther away; typical, ordinary, uninteresting prey. But this...
  29. It was human. No...there was something different about it. Not quite human, but close. He knew it, though. What was it? Yes. He had it now. It was an elf. One of the humanoid races, though possessed of a bit more magic than most humans. That explained it. It was not a scent that he came across often, but it certainly added a pleasant spice to the air.
  30. Kaa flicked his tongue faster, growing more awake with each passing moment. He turned his head to get a better idea of what he was sensing. The elf was female, he was certain after a moment. He would not so easily forget a taste like that. His mouth-watered as his interest was piqued. It was rare for him to come across a human and rarer still that an elf would wander into his jungle. Yes, this was becoming a very interesting night. He would need to get closer and have a look at this elven girl that had-
  31. She was gone.
  32. Kaa flicked his tongue twice as fast. The elven girl's scent was gone. He craned his head forward. He must have been mistaken. How could it simply disappear like that? Dumbfounded, Kaa let his tongue droop down to its full length before reeling it back in. Again, nothing.
  33. Nothing else about the scent of the jungle had changed. The deer, the monkeys, the locations of two dozen different kinds of flowers. Everything was exactly as it was a moment ago. Except for one thing. The only thing that interested him.
  34. "Wasssss I imagining thingssss?" Kaa hissed to himself, aloud. It was the most bizarre thing to taste the heavenly scent of a female elf on the air, for it to simply vanish. Was it a dream? A hallucination? Or was it real?
  35. Kaa's instincts told him that it was real, but for it vanish like that...could she possess some way to hide her scent? That would be an incredible feat, considering his powerful sense of smell. Her scent wasn't just weaker, but had vanished entirely. What could that mean?
  36. Kaa carefully made his way through the trees, towards the source of that lovely scent. Or, rather, where it had once been. Never before had the trail of prey simply vanished like that. Often, it faded away as he left it for something else, certainly. But a scent was never completely gone. This, however, was like magic.
  37. Having relied on his eyes for so long, Kaa fully believed in magic of all kinds, but this was something different. That made this evening much more interesting, even beyond the taste of a young, female elf on the air.
  38. And though his curiosity had certainly been piqued, Kaa was careful enough to not hurry. He was able to rest assured that the elf-girl would not travel far with night approaching. It was best to take his time and stay safely hidden. If he approached the girl too fast or too aggressively, she could easily run or attempt to fight back. Kaa was confident in the power of his eyes, but if this elf-girl was capable of hiding her scent, then he would need to be careful. There was no telling what else she was capable of.
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  40. Meanwhile, Elenaril had finished the illusion spell to mask her scent. It was a simple thing that her first tutor (an elderly, elven wizard who wasn't fond of bathing) had taught her. Though she had yet to master true invisibility, this was the next best thing, within the wilderness. Any would-be predators would be unable to pick up her scent.
  41. It also had the pleasant side-effect of deterring insects, since they couldn't smell her sweat.
  42. Elenaril hefted up her pack, certain that wherever she was going to spend the night, she didn't want it to be here. She felt much safer, knowing that the other animals in the jungle wouldn't be able to smell her, but something about this spot just didn't feel right. Maybe she'd go look for a large tree, after all.
  43. She realized that she might just be acting paranoid, but she truly did hate the outdoors. The heat was uncomfortable enough, even with her revealing witch's attire, but this constant worry about dangerous predators...she just wanted to go home, already.
  44. First, though, she'd have to make it through at least one night, alone in the wilderness.
  45.  
  46. But Elenaril was no longer quite as alone as she thought she was.
  47. Always used to following his flicking tongue, instead of his eyes, Kaa almost didn't see the elven-girl ahead of him.
  48. He stopped short, a mere fifteen feet away, when he spotted her. He licked his lips with greedy interest as he watched her.
  49. The elven-girl was tall, as they tended to be. But aside from the slightly pointed ears, there was little else that made Kaa think of an elf. Her hair was primarily jet-black with a few streaks of exceptionally bright red hair. Few jungle flowers could boast that kind of fiery radiance. She wore it simple and straight, but very long, reaching the middle of her back.
  50. Her body was similarly un-elven, but was a feast for Kaa's eyes nevertheless. Soft, full, generous curves showed off a young elf-girl that was considerably thicker than most. But Kaa could not deny the appeal of a large, blooming chest and wide hips. The soft, plentiful meat made her extremely appetizing; the kind of meal that would satisfy him for weeks, maybe months. But even if he decided not to eat her, it would still be immensely pleasurable just to feel those soft curves within his coils. Simply holding a soft squeeze toy, like her, could be wonderfully satisfying, in its own way.
  51. The eager python was also immensely pleased by the kind of clothing she wore. The elven-girl's midriff was completely bare, and though her stomach wasn't really flat, the sight of bare skin on humanoid prey almost always made his mouth water. Her mid-thigh was also nicely exposed, between her short skirt and her boots. He would probably need to consider removing those boots sooner rather than later, though, as the heel on them looked rather dangerous. But Kaa's eyes kept shifting back towards the girl's swelling chest. Sweat alone made her shirt cling to the soft mounds, letting Kaa see the gradual highs and lows of his prey's most generous features. There was no extra skin bared there, but Kaa's imagination did not need to work very hard.
  52. All-in-all, Kaa found it difficult to restrain himself as he watched her walk over to her traveling pack and pick it up. The shock of spotting her so suddenly was the main thing keeping him from moving forward. If he had been moving any faster, he almost assuredly would've made enough noise to alert the elf-girl. And still, even at this close distance, he could not taste her on the air.
  53. It was a peculiar thing to see such a lovely prize without being able to smell her. His eyes told him everything he needed to know, but being unable to smell her put the immense python on guard. He was still a fair distance away from her, as well. His eye-spell was powerful, but it worked best at close range. If he wanted to use it to its full-effect, he would need to sneak closer. Perhaps he could drop down from overhead, once he did.
  54. There were quite a few ways that he could approach this, but he was also curious about this elf-girl. If she could hide her scent, then what else could she do? Maybe it would be a better idea for Kaa to simply wait and watch her for a little while.
  55.  
  56. With her scent disguised by her spell and her pack filled with jungle herbs, Elenaril decided that it was time to get moving again. Unfortunately, with night quickly approaching, she wasn't very confident that she would make it back to her room at the inn before dark. She most certainly did not want to encounter anything dangerous out on the open ground.
  57. Now that she had concealed her scent, it didn't take her long to decide that the safest place to spend the night would be in a large tree. She was fairly confident that the jungle's most dangerous animals hunted along the ground. At a safe height, and with her scent rendered invisible, the young, elven-sorceress could spend the night in peace. Or, at least as peaceful as she could, given the circumstances.
  58. "Gods...why me?" Elenaril muttered to herself. Despite the slowly dropping temperature, she was still covered in a layer of sweat, making her scant clothing stick tightly to her body. She tugged at her shirt, hugging the swell of her bosom, but the moment she let go, it once more clung to her. Having to drag around her pack didn't help matters, either. She had been carrying it most of the day, making her back ache and her feet sore. Times like this were when she wished she studied a kind of magic that was a bit more practical. She really needed to get some rest.
  59.  
  60. Overhead, Kaa kept quiet as he noticed the elf-girl begin to move. Without his trusty tongue to tell him how to find her again, Kaa was forced to patiently stay hidden and watch. He slithered through the trees, after her. He kept a close eye on her bouncing breasts, swaying hips and lightly glistening skin as she walked on. Oh, what a joy it would be to squeeze those soft curves in his scaly coils...
  61. He couldn't help but notice that the elf-girl seemed agitated. Much more so than what he believed a typical elf would be. This deep into the jungle, she had probably been here all day. It was likely that she'd be tired from her long day, but he also wondered why she kept groaning in disgust and muttering under her breath.
  62. Suppressing an amused chuckle, Kaa licked his lips and continued following the elf-girl, drawing closer to her just a tiny bit at a time.
  63. He wondered where she was going...
  64.  
  65. It took some time for Elenaril to find a suitable tree, but thankfully, the sun hadn't yet finished setting. She would need the remaining light to safely climb, especially if she wanted to do so without her floating torch spell to aid her. Though the sight of fire might scare away some potential predators, she also worried how many of them might instead be drawn to it like moths, looking for a tasty, tasty elf. She shuddered at the unwelcome idea and set to climbing.
  66. The tree she had found was positively immense. In a jungle full of huge trees, this one stood out even amongst them. She couldn't see the top of it, but many of its branches were wide enough for her to lie flat on her back. If she could anchor her bedroll to one, she'd be able to spend the night in safety and comfort. Relative comfort, anyway. She still hated the idea of being forced to sleep outdoors.
  67. The immense size of the jungle tree also made it much more difficult to climb. There were precious few low branches and fewer still that would be able to support her weight and let her climb higher. Thankfully, several strands of thick, leafy vines were wound around the trunk. After testing that they would hold her weight, Elenaril took a firm hold of them and began climbing, like a rope.
  68. However, it was a tough climb.
  69. Unused to this kind of physical exertion, Elenaril frequently slipped and had to continually readjust her grip. The rough texture of the trees vines and leaves were scratching her clothes and the bare skin of her midriff, but she persevered, dreading the idea of sleeping on the hard ground. She was nearly panting after a few more minutes. She half expected to look down and barely be able to see the ground, but she was only fifteen feet up. Nevertheless, she needed to stop and rest, so she lowered herself onto one of the trees extra-thick branches. She propped her pack up against the tree and leaned against it herself. She simply stood there for a few moments, merely trying to catch her breath.
  70. Ahead of her, the view was nothing but green and brown. She truly was in the deepest part of the jungle. She was away from any kind of help, which meant she was completely on her own. She knew quite a few handy illusion spells, but she was learning that they wouldn't always be enough to help her.
  71. Once more worried about whether she was going to be safe or not, Elenaril looked around her. Above, there was seemingly nothing but endless green while the ground was still relatively close. She could probably jump from this height and land without any injury, but she was also worried that this height might not be quite enough to keep her hidden. Again, she realized that she was probably being paranoid, but the feeling that she was being watched or followed was starting to become too strong to ignore.
  72. At any rate, she knew she was exhausted. She'd need to sleep. And soon...
  73.  
  74. Kaa felt an overwhelming sense of joy when he saw the elf-girl stop. She stood at the base of an immense tree. And not just any tree, but his favorite tree. The one he had been dozing inside of earlier.
  75. "Mmmhmmhmm!!" He hung back for a moment, unable to hold in his delight. The elf-girl planned on climbing a tree! HIS tree! Oh, how he loved it! He could approach her from any angle he wished. She had unknowingly walked right into the most dangerous place she could. Kaa would be in his element now and if he went about this the right way, he could trap her and make escape completely impossible.
  76. Yes, this was going to be a good night.
  77. He watched her patiently, from an adjoining tree, about twenty feet off of the ground. She didn't seem to be a very adept climber, because she continually slipped, groaning and muttering almost the entire way. Kaa began to wonder if this particular elf-girl didn't like the wilderness. From what he knew about elves, that was unusual, but not impossible. And it would certainly benefit him, if she didn't. This was his home and she had wandered straight into it.
  78. Eager to prepare for the elf-girl's arrival into his home, Kaa crossed over to the tree while she was pre-occupied with climbing. While she struggled and strained for every inch, Kaa slipped across the gap with liquid ease. He set himself at a point over the elf-girl's head, using the camouflage on his scales to hide him amongst the green and brown backdrop of his favorite tree.
  79. He peered down, through the leaves at his elven prize as she stepped over to one of the tree's thickest branches. Oh, how he loved watching her as she breathed deep...how he loved the steady rise and fall of her large chest...Kaa simply had to have her.
  80.  
  81. Still panting from exertion, the young, elven illusionist decided that she wasn't high enough. The ground was still close, which made her worry that anything that could jump a decent height would be able to reach her. She didn't really want to think about exactly what that might be, but she didn't want to find out, either. Better safe than sorry.
  82. Ohhh, why hadn't she spent more time studying this region before she came?! She might have been able to prepare better, rather than wander blindly into the dangerous jungle. She was smarter than that! And overlooking such details just made her angry with herself. She had brought everything that she would need, but hadn't prepared her mind for it. There were too many unknowns. Too many things that she had to guess at.
  83. "Can't I just go home, already?" Elenaril asked no one in particular. Of course, no one answered. And the reason she couldn't go home was becoming more and more apparent by the minute. What little she could see of the sky, between the immense trees, was a bright, reddish-orange, telling her that sunset was well underway. It would be dark in another fifteen or twenty minutes. Like it or not, she would have to find a way to sleep in the jungle.
  84. One thing was certain, though. Her pack was much too heavy for a tough climb, like this. She knew that she would have to bring it with her eventually, but until she knew exactly where she'd be spending the night, it could stay there. Climbing a tree like this was tough enough. Having that extra weight on her back wasn't going to make it any easier. She left it behind and turned back to the vines running along the trunk of the tree.
  85. Hand-over-hand, Elenaril once more used the vines to climb upwards. It wasn't long before she once more had to face the fact that she simply didn't like this sort of thing. She was a book-lover that hated the outdoors almost as much as most of her race seemed to like it. Gift from the gods? No. It was sweaty and uncomfortable and her magic couldn't even help her. Maybe she should have rested for longer...or picked somewhere else to stay the night...
  86. Finally, she stepped off and onto another thick branch, just a bit higher than the one where she had left her pack. She was panting again, but not as hard as before. The climb was a little bit easier. But she still hated it here.
  87.  
  88. From his perch above the elf-girl, Kaa continued to plan how he would go about catching this one. The more he watched her, the more convinced he was that she hated the jungle. She was uncomfortable here and wanted nothing more than to leave. He overheard her mutter as much under her breath.
  89. She hadn't noticed him yet, which gave him all the time in the world. Most importantly, though, he needed to make certain that she couldn't escape him. Even once he locked eyes with her, there was always the chance that she would panic or fight back just long enough to slip away from him. But a prize like this...he wanted little room for error. He had made mistakes before, but not tonight.
  90. Silently, Kaa began to slither his tail through the tree and down below the elf-girl. He would need to be poised to catch her, but if she tried to climb down or jump, he could snatch her and-
  91. Ohhhh, now this was wonderful!
  92. As Kaa lowered his tail, the elf-girl once more turned back and began to climb the tree. Not down, as he had first feared, but higher. Closer to him. Closer to being his with every move.
  93. As the elf-girl climbed up one side of the trunk, Kaa slid his tail down the other. In moments, he had it poised and ready. He could grab her in a flash and trap her where she stood. But even as she approached his perch, he knew that wasn't his only option. Without knowing it, the elf-girl had just surrounded herself in Kaa's coils. All he needed to do was make a move...
  94. He couldn't help but chuckle a little...
  95.  
  96. With a startled jolt, Elenaril suddenly heard something. Was it...laughter? Not just that, but there was a slight rustling in the leaves of the giant tree. It was coming from right above her!
  97. Fighting a wave of panic, Elenaril realized that she wasn't alone. Someone or something was in the tree with her...
  98. Taking a few deep breaths, Elenaril tried to compose herself. She had to pause and think this through. She couldn't panic, or she'd be doomed. She stopped to listen, waiting...
  99. Tense seconds passed as nothing happened. Did she imagine it? Perhaps the heat and her own exhaustion had taken a toll on her. The moments stretched on as Elenaril's heart pounded in her chest.
  100. At first, she merely waited, wondering if whoever or whatever it was would make the first move. But that didn't seem to be happening. That left her with only a few options.
  101. "Uhhh...h-hello?" Elenaril called out. She hoped that whatever it was, it was friendly. It wasn't likely that there would be anyone else out here, but she had to hope. A person would certainly be more welcome than a wild animal. At least then, she wouldn't be spending the night alone.
  102. Unfortunately, she was met with more silence. No one and nothing answered her.
  103. Elenaril sighed, thinking that she must be going crazy. Obviously, she had been outside for far too l-
  104. Suddenly, Elenaril felt something strange grasp onto her wrist. She had just barely enough time to look down at her side. She managed to make out the sight of something colored green and brown. It was long and rope-like, as thick around as her wrist. But that was all she could discern before the thing darted forward and grasped her other wrist. It pulled backwards with shocking strength, binding both of her wrists behind her back in a split second. It wound a few more loops of itself over her forearms, securing its hold on her.
  105. Trapped, Elenaril gasped and began struggling to pull herself free. She didn't really know what it was, but it must be trying to hurt her. Unfortunately, her struggles quickly proved useless. Whatever it was that had her, had an iron-hard grip.
  106. "Hmmhmmmhmmm!"
  107. Elenaril stopped struggling, for the moment, when she heard that same, strange laughter from earlier. She wasn't just hearing things. She had been right. She wasn't alone. But...if they could speak, was it a person? She tried to stay hopeful that she was about to be saved, but she had a sinking dread about this...
  108. Suddenly, the leaves parted. Elenaril first caught sight of a pair of large, yellow eyes that seemed oddly luminous, even in the fading light of the jungle evening. A thin, pink tongue darted in and out as the head slipped down and forward. The neck bent backwards in an S shape that then flowed upwards into the tree branches and disappeared. The head was flat and triangular and the whole thing was covered in green and brown scales, the colors of moss and decaying wood.
  109. Elenaril couldn't help but start to shake in fear as she realized what she was looking at. Though she wasn't as terrified of snakes as some of the other elven girls in her hometown, she didn't exactly like them, either. But her normally cautious fear of them seemed to magnify as she looked at this snake. It wasn't just big. It was HUGE. Its head was more than half the size of hers and most of the coils that she could see were thick and knotted with tough muscle. It must have been the largest snake in the world.
  110. As dumbfounding as that was, it paled in comparison to what it did next.
  111. "Sssssay now...what have we here?" the immense snake suddenly spoke. The voice was oddly high-pitched, as if he were always laughing. It certainly wasn't the deep, menacing boom that Elenaril had expected. Nevertheless, it didn't put her any more at ease.
  112. The snake chuckled some more as it looked Elenaril over. It almost seemed to scan her from head-to-toe, lingering uncomfortably long on her hips, bare stomach and especially her chest.
  113. "My...you are quite the sssspecccimen...aren't you?" he asked, though Elenaril was still too dumbfounded to respond, "I'm ssssssoo glad you wandered into my coilssssss…"
  114. The thing binding Elenaril's arms, behind her, tightened a bit more, telling Elenaril exactly what it was that had her trapped. She had stumbled straight into the lair of this snake and been caught before she even knew he was there. Dammit! She should've been more cautious! She should've been smarter! How could she be so stupid?!
  115. Once more, she grew angry with herself and her naivete and overconfidence in her abilities. So far, they seemed entirely useless. Even hiding her scent with a spell was pointless because she had wandered straight into danger. She had no idea what this snake wanted with her, but if she was going to get out of this, she needed to do something quickly.
  116.  
  117. Kaa was already reveling in his success. The elf-girl was bound and all but helpless, certainly incapable of fighting back. She didn't seem to have any weapons, which gave him all the advantage he needed. This far into the jungle and already hidden within his home, no help would be coming for the poor, poor elf-girl. He could take his time and do whatever he wanted. He could break her slowly or quickly, play with her for hours, or crush her and devour her like a ravenous beast.
  118. She looked incredible so close, like this. She was soft and curvy and he was especially pleased with watching the way her bound arms made her heavy chest stick out even further. He hadn't noticed the necklace and the large, gold coin attached to it before, but it hung in a tantalizing spot: right in between both soft mounds of flesh.
  119. Such a warm, soft elf-girl...he was going to enjoy this...
  120.  
  121. "W-Who are you?!" Elenaril asked, vainly trying to keep her voice from shaking. Even though she knew that she needed to stay calm and think carefully, the presence of such a huge snake was unnerving. Not to mention, he already had her arms bound behind her, making it that much more difficult for her to escape, if she needed to.
  122. "You may call me Kaa, ssssweet elf-girl," the snake chuckled, once more. Elenaril didn't really understand what he found so funny, but he seemed to be having the time of his life. His big, luminous, yellow eyes kept looking her up and down in an unsettling way. "What issss your name, elf-girl?"
  123. "Uh, Elenaril," the young illusionist answered him. She saw no harm in telling him her name. She didn't recognize the name "Kaa" at all, but the way he said it sounded as though he was overflowing with pride over it. Was it supposed to mean something? Was she supposed to recognize it? Regardless, she had no idea who he was.
  124. For now, it seemed as though simply talking to him was her best option. She still wanted his tail off of her, but otherwise he had made no movement to attack her. He certainly wasn't a wild animal, but a sentient, intelligent creature. That made him both more unpredictable, but also potentially not as dangerous. If he wanted to hurt her, he could've done so by now. Instead, he just kept looking at her strangely, as if unsure of what to do next.
  125. At any rate, Elenaril decided to wait and see what this snake was planning. If she needed to use her magic to escape, she would need to time it well and for the moment, she seemed to be-
  126. "AH!"
  127. Elenaril gasped, when she felt more of the snake's tail against her. She gritted her teeth from the unexpectedly cool touch of the snake's scales. She felt it sliding across her stomach, slowly flowing over her exposed skin.
  128. "Mmmm…" the snake seemed to softly moan, "ssssoooo ssssoft and ssssmooth…" What the...? Was he getting some sort of pleasure out of wrapping her up? What the hell?! Damn these stupid robes! She was being groped by a snake!
  129. As violated as she felt, Elenaril couldn't really do much of anything to stop him. Her arms were already bound, so she couldn't just push him off. More importantly, she was also wary of making the snake angry. If he lashed out at her, she wouldn't be able to do much to stop him. Her spells could trick him, but not physically defend her. All in all, she just had to grit her teeth and bare it.
  130. "You have ssssuch lovely ssssskin, Elenaril…" Kaa complimented as his tail thickened around her bare midriff. Her stomach soon disappeared underneath the flowing snake-scales. Two, thick bands held her and bound her arms at her sides. Though she was still on her feet, Elenaril was becoming more and more trapped by the moment.
  131.  
  132. Kaa could feel his mouth watering as he wrapped up the elf-girl's stomach. It felt incredible to have his scales rubbing against her bare skin. She really was smooth and soft, absolutely begging for a good squeeze. Of course, there would be plenty of time for that. With her further bound in his coils, she wasn't going to be going anywhere. This night was just beginning.
  133. So far, whether she truly was incapable of fighting back or simply hadn't decided to, this elf-girl hadn't made a move against him. However, she was clearly uncomfortable with what he was doing and his presence alone made her uncomfortable. That wasn't really all that surprising, but Kaa decided that he might just have to change that.
  134. It wouldn't be very difficult for him to simply overpower her. In many ways, he already had. But if he was going to play with her, then she would need a little something...more...
  135. "Poor elf-girl..." Kaa cooed to his catch, "are you afraid of me, Elenaril? There'sssss no need to be..." he brought his head closer to hers, preparing for what he was about to do. "I won't hurt you...unlesssss you assssk me to, of coursssse…" He chuckled devilishly, at that, before continuing. "Allll you mussssst do...issssss trussssst in meeeee…"
  136. As he finished, Kaa began his hypnosis, lighting up his eyes so that they shone in a brilliant array of dazzling colors, spiraling and cycling through from one to the next. It was his secret spell used to catch prey of all kinds. All it would take was one glance and she would fall under his sway...
  137.  
  138. Elenaril didn't bother responding when Kaa started to go on about not hurting her. Part of her wanted to believe it, there was no question, but trusting this snake at his word was another matter entirely. With her stomach and arms wrapped up, she wasn't exactly going to be negotiating with him on equal terms. But if she could just endure it, for now, there might be a way to-
  139. Suddenly, she noticed something change in Kaa's eyes. They were once a bright, almost glowing yellow, but now they were a spinning myriad of bright, whirling color. She was in the middle of trying to think up a spell to make Kaa stop coiling around her, but her train of thought suddenly derailed. There was something very alluring about his eyes. Something that made her want to stare, but something else in the back of her mind told her not to stare, not to follow, not to obey.
  140. So close to the epicenter of the spell, a weaker-willed person would have fallen already. But Elenaril was stronger than that. She was smarter than that. She had time. She could look away and break the spell. Or she could call on her illusions and escape. But now, there was a new question developing in her mind. One that hadn't truly occurred to her before Kaa's eyes changed.
  141. Did she even want to escape?
  142. One right after the next, the colors within Kaa's eyes continued to spin. As the sun set behind them, the snake's eyes seemed to grow brighter and brighter with every passing moment. They positively glowed, making it all but impossible for Elenaril to look away.
  143. "Wait..." Elenaril began, recognizing the colors as some kind of magic, "what is that?" She had never seen anything like this before. She had to admit, her curiosity was getting the better of her. She had no idea what this spell was. It could easily be something dangerous, so she stayed on her guard. "What are you...d-...doing?"
  144. Elenaril stopped when she realized something. For some reason, she was starting to have trouble thinking. Her thoughts seemed slower than before. She almost didn't finish her sentence because the thought simply stopped. She had to focus to think straight. Why was that? What was this?
  145. "Ohh...it'sssss nothing, elf-girl," Kaa cooed to her, "jusssst sssssomething to help you relaxxxx. A little bit of...hypnosssssisssss…"
  146. "Hy-Hypnosis?" Elenaril asked aloud, though she didn't truly mean to. It took her another moment before she realized what that meant. Kaa was using a mind-control spell. Such spells affected everyone differently, but the caster's ultimate goal was a kind of mindless obedience from the person they cast it on. Few considered such powers to be anything but manipulative, or even downright evil. Controlling another was all but taboo amongst spellcasters.
  147. Elenaril herself never touched it, but she knew what such spells could do. In many ways, spells like this became a battle of wills. If she concentrated, it was possible for Elenaril to escape the spell. However, the longer it went on, the less Elenaril would be able to resist Kaa's commands. She had already realized that her thoughts were slowing, despite trying to stay on guard. Kaa was strong, that much was obvious, and his spell was getting stronger. Worse, there might be more to it than the hypnotic spells Elenaril had heard of. If she-
  148. "That'sssss it..." Kaa whispered, keeping his big eyes close to Elenaril's face, "sssssslip into my sssssspell...let me ssssssoothe you...jusssssst relaxxxxx..."
  149. Elenaril's thoughts were interrupted by Kaa's soothing hiss. Was that part of it, as well? Gods, she needed to THINK! She needed to get out of this. There was no telling what Kaa would or wouldn't do to her if she fell for his spell. Pulling his coils off of her stomach was out of the question, but if she concentrated hard enough before falling any further, then she might be able to cast an illusion spell. If she was going to get away, this could be her very last chance. It would be now or never!
  150. On the other hand...
  151. The more Elenaril watched Kaa's eyes and listened to his hissing voice, the more her thoughts faded. Stress, worry, the need to resist, everything was fading away. As much as Elenaril prided herself on her intelligence, there was something oddly liberating about thinking nothing at all. Like all people, sometimes her brain simply would not quiet down enough for her to relax. It kept going, unbidden and filled with worries she had no control over.
  152. But now...quiet. Calm, relaxing quiet seeping through between the near-constant noise.
  153. She could let it take over. She could let herself fall. What Kaa did with her afterwards was a terrifying concern, but...what if he didn't want to hurt her? What if she...?
  154. AUGGH! Elenaril screamed inside of her head, I need to think! Come on, Ele!
  155.  
  156. Kaa couldn't help but feel a rush of glee surge through him. His new elf-girl had hesitated for just a moment, but it was more than enough. She hadn't realized at all that her eyes had widened to take in more of his spinning eyes. So close to her, his spell was at full strength. He could make it stronger still and keep her trapped, if she tried to resist, but there was something so much more satisfying in letting his prey find pleasure in his eyes.
  157. Elenaril was strong, there was no question about that. Her eyes hadn't taken on any spirals yet, but they would come in time. Even now, Kaa could tell that if she mustered her will, she might just be able to slip back out of her trance. It was weak yet, but growing stronger. Even if Kaa didn't add more power to his spell, the trance would spread and take the elf-girl over, no matter how much she wanted to break free.
  158. Ohhhh, but the possibilities of what to do with her!!
  159. Moment by moment, the elf-girl was becoming more and more trapped; more and more his! He loved the feel of her soft, smooth, naked stomach against his scales. He could feel her breathing in deep, steady breaths as the trance took hold. He longed to have more of her wrapped up, but it was equally tempting to just force her deeper into his spell. Whether she resisted or not, it wouldn't matter if he used the full power of his hypnosis.
  160. But, ohhhh, that soft, curvy body! He had her all but hopelessly trapped. A perfectly soft, beautiful elf-girl that he could do anything he wanted to!
  161.  
  162. Forced to stare so closely into Kaa's glowing eyes, Elenaril felt herself slipping more and more. Moment by moment, her thoughts flowed thick and slow, like cold maple syrup. She knew that she needed to concentrate and shake it off, but it was becoming very, very difficult to do so.
  163. She could tell that she liked it, too. Her buzzing, chattering, over-worked brain eased into a gentle, relaxing murmur, occasionally going utterly silent. Worry and fear faded along with her thoughts, leaving her to focus on her deep breathing and the colorful, spinning circles within the snake's eyes. It would be easy...very, very easy, to just give herself over to it and give her tired brain the rest that years of devoted study deserved.
  164. But there was still an important question that she needed to answer. One that could make all the difference.
  165. "W-Why?" Elenaril asked, just a little bit above a whisper as she forced her lips to follow what her relaxed thoughts asked of them, "w-why...are you...AH!"
  166. Elenaril was distracted again when Kaa's coils suddenly squeezed into her stomach. Not hard, but gently. It didn't hurt in the slightest as the snake's muscular coils applied a kind of rippling massage up and down the exposed core of her soft body. She breathed faster as the pressure gave her an unexpectedly pleasant sensation. Moments before, she had recoiled at the snake touching her naked belly, but this...this was different.
  167. Beneath the haze shrouding her thoughts, Elenaril knew that this had to be part of the hypnotic spell. Her worries and natural fears were being repressed, allowing Kaa to touch her and pleasure her in ways she would have normally rejected without a second thought. But, now, her first, second and third thoughts didn't seem to mind at all that she was firmly in the grip of a massive constrictor. Instead, she just continued to breathe and enjoy the grip on her body.
  168. Maybe...maybe if I...just, Elenaril's slowly dripping thoughts flowed towards somewhere different, but not at all unpleasant, it'll be...okay...if I...just...
  169. She took a moment to stare deeper into Kaa's eyes and let her thoughts flow out of her head just a little bit more. Though...maybe it was...a little...too...much...
  170.  
  171. "That'ssss it..." Kaa felt another rush of pure glee as he watched the elf-girl in his coils, "trussssst in meeee…" He began to sway, just a little, to add a bit of power to the spell. But he held back, letting Elenaril slip into it under her own will. He didn't need to do anything if Elenaril was just going to give in.
  172. The elf-girl's eyes started to spin with color as her trance deepened. Kaa could positively feel the tension seep out of her delightful body. He sent another gentle massage up from below navel to underneath her chest. Her soft, plump breasts swelled with each breath, begging and teasing him all at once.
  173. The elf-girl was sinking in willingly. Kaa could tell that her thoughts were slowing, which must have been incredibly relaxing to her. Kaa didn't fully understand why, but he didn't need to, either. Whatever pleasure she took from his eyes in turn pleased him immensely. The more she enjoyed it, the more she would slip and become his for as long as he wanted her. Just a bit longer and she'd obey everything he asked of her.
  174. But first...that body. More of it. He needed more of it wrapped up in his coils.
  175. "Trussssst in meeeee…" Kaa cooed in a sing-song voice to Elenaril as he swayed a bit in front of her, "ssssssslip away...you'll be sssssafe and sssssound…"
  176. Kaa gave Elenaril's midriff a few more rippling squeezes to pleasure her and pull her deeper in. As much as he enjoyed the elf-girl's soft, smooth stomach, her full chest had been begging to be gripped in a coil massage ever since he had first laid eyes on her. He slowly wound his tail further up her body.
  177. The coils covering Elenaril's stomach gradually thickened and further rubbed against her skin. Soon, the end of his tail draped down across the top of her breasts, sliding downward and across the front. Being so well endowed, it took several loops of coil to properly wrap up and lightly squeeze the soft mounds of flesh. Elenaril gasped several more times as Kaa's tail thickened. When he was finished, two thick bands held her breasts, one across the top half, the other the bottom, with both hugging the front of her soft, full chest.
  178. Kaa's mouth started to water again. There was so much to squeeze! Ohhh...it was so rare to get something so soft, like this! He could stay like this for hours, lightly squeezing and just enjoying having this elf-girl in his strong grip. With her mind slipping faster now, there was little chance that she'd even think of resisting, let alone escape. She might as well be broken already. She wasn't getting away. She was-
  179. Kaa's flickering tongue caught something. Yes! Something extraordinary.
  180. Her scent was back! He remembered that heavenly taste immediately, and now it was all around him. The sweet, wonderful, exotic scent of the elf-girl's skin and sweat filled the air and tantalized his senses.
  181. He understood in moments what had happened. The elf-girl had used some sort of magic to hide her scent from predators, like him, and now that she could no longer concentrate, the spell was breaking. He could smell her! He could taste her! Ohhhh, how-
  182. Huh...now that was interesting.
  183. The bright red color in her hair seemed to be fading, as well. THAT was a spell? It seemed to do nothing unusual. Perhaps she just liked it that way. Regardless, Kaa now knew without question that his elf-girl was no longer hiding anything. This was what she truly looked like. Maybe she did more to alter it at other times, but this soft, generously curvy elf-girl was no longer hiding behind magic spells. She was too lost in his own spell. And she was all his...
  184.  
  185. Elenaril could only half-moan and half-mumble as Kaa wrapped up her breasts. As her thoughts faded, it took more effort to concentrate with every moment. Her worries all but gone, Elenaril's mild fear of snakes was long gone, as well. Instead, she was wrapped in a cocoon of powerful muscle that squeezed her up and down in a massage more pleasurable than she could have imagined.
  186. Still, she hadn't given up yet. Her mind still yearned to finish her question. She needed to know. Depending on the answer, she might fall yet further or claw her way back to her old self. What remained of her sharp, studious mind was confident in her abilities, no matter how deeply she fell under Kaa's influence. There was no way she was weaker-willed than a snake! She was just...indulging...just a little...
  187. However, she had to admit, it took an unusually great amount of effort to concentrate and speak the words.
  188. "W-why?" Elenaril asked again as Kaa seemed to pause. He had her wrapped from her hips, nearly to her shoulders in thick, tough coils. Whether he was just enjoying the feeling or trying to decide what to do next, Elenaril didn't know, but she could finally concentrate. "Why...why are you...doing this? Wh-What do you...want?"
  189. Elenaril could barely speak, and she wasn't even sure if Kaa could hear her, but she had to know. If he was honest and genuinely didn't want to hurt her...well, maybe she could...no. No, it was too dangerous. She couldn't trust him, like he wanted, like the spell urged her to. But her mind and her body were craving rest and relaxation. Her knees were shaking from the effort of keeping her on her feet. How she wanted to just sit down and forget all of this...
  190. But she couldn't do that! The spell! This hypnotic spell was strong, but if she fought back, Kaa couldn't hurt her no matter what he wanted with her!
  191. She could...she could...oh, Gods...it was so hard to think...
  192. So hard...so hard...
  193. What was she even worried about, anymore?
  194.  
  195. Kaa paused, simply enjoying the dominant grip he had on his elf-girl. His. She wouldn't be getting away. Wrapped up like this, with her mind halfway gone, this elf-girl belonged to Kaa and Kaa alone. What to do next, though? He liked where this was going. Perhaps he should just slow down and savor it. But it was equally tempting to wrap up her neck and put an end to this. Just a few more coils and...
  196. Hmm?
  197. She whispered something. A plea for mercy? Or simply an honest question? With her mind half-gone, it was difficult to know for certain. And regardless of what he answered, the elf-girl was as good as his.
  198. Although, in all honesty, Kaa himself hadn't yet decided what he truly wanted with Elenaril. A meal? A temporary plaything? A squeeze-toy slave? All of them sounded appealing, but which fate would he show to his new elf-girl? He'd need to think carefully, if he wanted to answer her. But no matter what he decided, there were other things he wanted to do with her, first...
  199. Kaa gazed at the pretty, hypnotized elf-girl wound tight in his coils. Her mind teetered on the edge of complete collapse. The appeal of mindless bliss had struck an important weakness in the young sorceress. Books and spells were meaningless if her mind was empty.
  200. Kaa's own spell had gone absolutely perfectly. Elenaril's resistance might have been strong, initially, but it meant nothing if she gave herself over to him. Ohhhh, what to do with such a willing, obedient elf-girl? He still could not decide.
  201. "Don't worry, elf-girl..." Kaa told his newest catch, "let'sssss jusssst enjoy thisssss…"
  202. He truly was enjoying every moment of this. The elf-girl hadn't once truly fought back against him. A bit of fear here and there, but that was all gone, now. With her eyes spinning and her stomach and plentiful chest covered in coils, it no longer mattered if she resisted him. In truth, it was better for her to submit. Otherwise Kaa might have to do something...unpleasant.
  203. "Jussssst a little more, elf-girl," Kaa reassured his catch, "almossssst there..." It was time to fully take her. He began winding his tail around her neck.
  204.  
  205. Time began to skip for Elenaril. Her thoughts were becoming so suppressed that she seemed to jump from one moment to the next, almost completely forgetting what happened just moments ago. Where was she? What was this thing wrapped around her? So pretty...wait...something was wrong.
  206. Years of stress and intense study were catching up quickly with the young sorceress. Her mind needed this break more than she could have guessed. To quiet her mind and cease thinking left her with a kind of serenity she didn't know she needed.
  207. "Uhhhnn…" Elenaril tried to gather her thoughts, but it simply didn't work, "ahhhh...mmmm…" Her every thought pushed down by the colorful hypnotic spell, Elenaril could neither talk, nor think. But it no longer worried her. Instead, she just moaned and basked in it.
  208. Wait...shouldn't she...? She remembered being worried about something...but that no longer made sense. In fact, nothing made sense. And she didn't care if it did, or not. Her body was being lightly squeezed by something strong and muscular, wrapped around her like thick rope while she stared into a dazzling display of color so brilliant she couldn't even blink.
  209. She was suddenly on her knees. When did that happen? Wasn't she standing a moment ago? Oh...what did it matter?
  210. Yes, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Only the relaxing, blissful quiet that was spreading through her mind. The colors drew her eyes to them. She knew instinctively that they were what was causing this. So she stared at them, willing this quiet to spread through her.
  211. She stared deeper...and deeper...and...deeper...
  212. Then, everything was quiet...
  213.  
  214. Kaa listened to the soft, gentle moans of his new elf-girl with eager interest. She was so far gone that she probably hadn't heard a word that he said. It didn't matter, though. Once his trance took hold, the elf-girl would obey everything he told her to. His tail slid through her ebony hair and against her neck, ready to finish what he had started.
  215. The elf-girl's eyes were opened as wide as they possibly could. She drank in more of his hypnotic spell with every single moment. So willing, so obedient...such a good elf-girl...
  216. "GULP!!"
  217. Kaa yanked his tail around the elf-girl's throat, making her let out a choked gulp. With her trance so deep, she didn't feel a thing. Kaa needn't have done so, at all. The elf-girl had given in to his spell long before his tail had finished the loop around her neck. He choked her simply because he wanted to.
  218. And with that, the elf-girl was his.
  219. "Goood, elf-girl..." Kaa whispered to her, "you will obey my every command, young elf-girl..."
  220. "Y-yes..." the newly hypnotized, former-sorceress agreed with her master, "I am yours..."
  221. Kaa felt another rush of glee and lightly chuckled at the complete success. His new elf-girl had delivered herself straight to him. Not only had she wandered into his jungle, but straight into his tree! Oh, what a delightful evening, this was!
  222. So focused on his catch, he hadn't realized that the sun had finished setting, behind them. The night had just begun. What to do with his new catch?
  223. "Mmmm…" Kaa lightly squeezed the elf-girl in his coils, some more. It was such a delight to have such a soft, curvy thing wound up in his coils. What was even better was that she was all his. Kaa stopped the spinning colors going through his eyes, but the elf-girl's continued to spin at a steady pace, showing her complete hypnotic enslavement to the big snake.
  224. "That'sssss it..." Kaa cooed as a few more light moans of blissful pleasure slipped between the elf-girl's full lips. "How doessss it feel to be all mine, elf-girl?" Kaa asked, though there was really only one answer.
  225. "So...good, master Kaa…" the elf-girl moaned a soft reply. The contented grin on her face was permanent now. As long as Kaa willed it, the elf-girl would obey anything and everything he asked of her.
  226. "You like being mindlesssss in my coilsssss?" Kaa asked, further toying with his new elf. He simply couldn't help but relish the moment for a bit.
  227. "Yes, master..." she answered immediately.
  228. "Goooood…" Kaa cooed and gave her a rewarding massage with his thick coils, gently squeezing and kneading her lovely body.
  229. With the elf-girl's mind broken and both unwilling and unable to resist him, Kaa was in complete command of her. He loved this part of his hunts, the feeling of power and control over his prey. He could kill her whenever he chose or release her back into the jungle with no idea of what had happened to her. He could do anything and everything he wanted with her.
  230. Yes, that decided it. It was too early. He needed to enjoy this for as long as possible. All good things must end, but first he wanted to properly enjoy the elf-girl he had caught.
  231. However, there was a proper and correct way to do these sorts of things. And there was no need to rush. Kaa and his elf-girl would have all night to play.
  232. Slowly, Kaa unraveled from around the elf-girl, leaving her kneeling on the wide branch of the tree. She seemed to sigh a little and breathe more deeply without Kaa's coils gripping her soft body. She made no attempt to run, fight back, or even move from her current position. She would do nothing until Kaa told her to.
  233. Kaa looked her up and down once more, admiring the prize that had wandered into his home and given herself to him. But there were too many layers covering her. Too many layers obscuring the soft, creamy, pale skin of the elf-girl's body.
  234. "Lisssssten clossssely, elf-girl..." Kaa commanded his slave.
  235. "Yes, master," she confirmed, happily.
  236. "Remove your extra ssssskinsssss…" Kaa told her, "sssstrip for me."
  237. "Yes, master," she confirmed again, just as happy as before.
  238. Without another word, the elf-girl reached underneath her top and lifted it up, over her head. The shirt had been damp with sweat, making it cling to her body, so it took some extra effort to remove it. When it finally slipped off of her breasts, the soft mounds jiggled for a few moments as they sprung free of the confining top. The black bra she wore underneath was of a fairly modest design, but little could be done to cover the large lumps of exposed, creamy flesh. Kaa stared fixedly at them both as the elf-girl finished removing her top before dropping it off the side of the branch. The gold coin on the end of the chain around the elf-girl's neck remained, nestled tantalizingly right where it did before, only now with nothing separating cold metal from soft, succulent flesh.
  239. But the elf-girl did not hesitate.
  240. Next, she bent down - making her chest droop forward as she did so - and began undoing the laces on her witch's boots. This took some time, but Kaa was enjoying the show his slave was providing for him regardless. At last, she slipped off one and then the other, which subsequently dropped to the ground below. Beneath, she wore black stockings that reached almost to the knee.
  241. Finally, though it was the last piece to be removed, the elf-girl's skirt was the simplest to take off. She unbuttoned it in a moment, and slipped it down her legs. Like the elf-girl's bra, her panties were of a relatively modest design. However, they seemed to also be designed for a girl with a more...elven body. Kaa's elf-girl was far curvier than most, and her underwear seemed to be too small, for her. Both pieces barely contained her more than generous curves. Her hips, rear and bust seemed to be threatening to burst through what she had left.
  242. Once she was finished, the elf-girl stood back up, her large breasts bouncing once more. She stood at rapt attention, unconcerned with how exposed she now was and only focused on the next command her master had for her.
  243. Kaa's coils shivered with delight and he chuckled aloud at his newly unwrapped elf-girl. There were so many things he could do with her. So many things he wanted to do with her. He could be gentle, or he could be as rough and cruel as he wanted. His elf-girl would smile mindlessly through it all and enjoy every last bit of it.
  244. Kaa had admired this prize from the moment he set eyes on her. Soft, curvy, full-bodied flesh that came straight to him like she always belonged in his coils.
  245. Now was the time. He had merely admired her for long enough. Now was the time to start enjoying her.
  246. Without a word, Kaa licked his lips. He hadn't yet decided if she belonged in his belly - that would come later - but he couldn't resist the allure of a little taste; a little appetizer. He slithered forward, coming up to her meaty thighs.
  247. Kaa licked tentatively, at first, wondering if the elf-girl was going to taste as good as she looked. But his fears were quickly dismissed. If anything, she tasted better. The short, cautious flicks of his tongue quickly became long, indulgent licks. He glided his tongue along the elf-girl's thighs, starting with the right and moving to the left. He licked back and forth along every inch of creamy, exposed skin, sometimes nearly wrapping his tongue all the way around the elf-girl's bare thigh.
  248. Ohhhh, she was so good. A warm, meaty treat spiced with sweat and the distinct flavor of an elven girl rather than a human one. Kaa, naturally, had tasted human more often, and sometimes he forgot how good a young elf could taste. He would need to remember this...
  249. The elf-girl did nothing but stand still while her master enjoyed her body. But though she was mindless, all pleasures were heightened and enhanced; especially if they came from her master. Though she was motionless, she could not remain quiet. Kaa's elf-girl moaned softly as he licked her thighs. But her moaning only deepened when his tongue touched her rear.
  250. Following the exposed skin on the elf-girl's body, Kaa reached behind her to taste the exposed flesh of her buttocks. The soft cheeks had an intense flavor all their own and as the elf-girl began to breathe fast and deep from pleasure, Kaa too found immense satisfaction in licking this fleshy, sensitive spot.
  251. From her butt, Kaa traveled upwards, along her hips and lower belly. She didn't breathe as fast anymore, but it didn't particularly matter to Kaa. He was far too lost in his own enjoyment. Each part of her body seemed to have its own distinct flavor, that he couldn't quite describe. Meaty, warm, sweaty flesh. The lack of hair always made this sort of prey taste better, as well; nothing between the flesh and his tongue.
  252. He moved up to her bare stomach. He had felt it in his coils before, but he wanted a true taste, now. He licked up and down, leaving a thin trail of saliva wherever his tongue went. The elf-girl's belly drew in and out while he licked, steadily breathing in and out; a soft moan slipping between her lips now and then.
  253. "AH!" Kaa's elf-girl gave a startled jolt as his tongue found her navel and pushed straight into it. Ohhhh, so delicious! He had to savor it for a moment before going on.
  254. Kaa licked further up the elf-girl's midriff, and though he truly wanted to taste every inch of her, the soft mounds on her chest were what truly demanded his attention. So lost in tasting her naked midriff, Kaa very nearly bumped his head against them. He drew back, wondering where to begin. The top of each were almost entirely exposed. Only the strap on her bra obscured anything. The awkward fit of her bra also left a good portion of the sides and even the underside of her impressive cleavage exposed.
  255. Deciding to continue his journey upward, Kaa licked underneath each of the elf-girl's breasts first. Once more, she let out a shocked gasp, more pleasure than anything else, as Kaa's tongue teased the sensitive flesh. He licked back as far as he possibly could; all the way to where the fleshy lumps bloomed out of her chest. Every passing moment made the elf-girl moan more and more deeply.
  256. Still positively reveling in the taste of his elf-girl, Kaa's tongue slid around the side of her left breast and began skating around the top of each. Up and down, back and forth, Kaa felt like he couldn't possibly get enough. The elf-girl's chest began to lightly glisten in certain spots. The soft mounds rose and fell steadily as Kaa's tongue licked over the curvy contours of her body...
  257.  
  258. Throughout it all, Elenaril's deep trance wasn't shaken in the slightest. Her normally, ceaselessly-chattering mind had settled into a relaxing quiet that she had longed for deeper than she ever knew. In this state, everything was physical bliss and enjoyment without fear or worry. She had no idea what was going to happen to her and it only liberated her. She moaned and groaned as pleasure mounted within her over and over again. She could stay like this for a very long time. Maybe even forever...
  259.  
  260. "Sssssuch a deliccccioussss elf-girl..." Kaa moaned as he finally drew back, licking his lips clean of his elf-girl's taste. How wonderful...he could scarcely believe it. Such warm, exotic, perfect flesh. Yet he had to command himself to hold back. If he swallowed the elf-girl now, she would be gone forever. He needed to be sure he wanted her as a meal before he did something that drastic. There were other ways to enjoy her. Ways that he had been saving...
  261. "Th-Thank you, master Kaa…" his elf-girl said between moans of her own.
  262. Moving on to his next game, Kaa drew up one of his thickest coils and placed it underneath her.
  263. "Sssssit, elf-girl," he commanded her, gesturing to the coil.
  264. "Yes, master," the elf-girl said at once. She gingerly lowered herself and her soft buttocks down onto the coil, shifting back and forth a bit until she was comfortable. Once she was seated, Kaa drew up the end of his tail and laid it across the elf-girl's lap. Her legs parted at the knee, slightly spread across the thick tree branch.
  265. Once again, Kaa leisurely wound his coils around the elf-girl's body. This time, however, she was already locked in a hypnotic trance and he needn't worry at all about her potential escape. He moved a bit faster, covering her hips, stomach, chest and, of course, those soft, beautiful breasts.
  266. "My sssssweet elf-girl..." Kaa cooed to her, "sssssso nicccce to have you in my coilsssss...do you like them?"
  267. "Yes, master Kaa," the elf-girl agreed eagerly.
  268. "I'm going to ssssqueeeeezzzzze you..." Kaa whispered to her, "would you like that?"
  269. "Yes, master Kaa," she agreed again.
  270. "Gooood…"
  271. Kaa went slowly, at first. Just as before, he sent slow, rippling squeezes up and down her whole body. Though, this time, he was less concerned with subduing the elf-girl and far more concerned with simply enjoying himself. He varied the length and intensity of each squeeze, focusing on the feeling of the elf-girl's warm, sweaty skin against his cool, smooth scales.
  272. "Uhnn...ahh...ohhnn…" Just as before, the elf-girl moaned with each squeeze. No, deeper than before. Each squeeze into her curvy flesh let out deeper and deeper moans from the elf-girl.
  273. Kaa, once more, reveled in his new elf-girl. The warm flesh bound in his coils fit nicely. She was so soft and curvy, he could squeeze so much without the sometimes unpleasant push-back that came from a slimmer elf or human girl. Each had their own merits, of course, but he couldn't deny the delightful feeling of having his own massive coils filled with flesh to squeeze.
  274. Of course, he wasn't done yet.
  275. He wanted to squeeze her...and squeeeeeeze her...and SQUEEZE her...
  276. "UHHNN!" the elf-girl gasped reflexively as Kaa's squeeze transitioned from sensual...to hard.
  277. Kaa added to his constriction slowly, testing how hard he could squeeze his elf-girl without hurting her. Of course, to truly squeeze her the way he wanted, he would have to hurt her.
  278. Good thing she was hypnotized...
  279. The elf-girl's deep, steady breaths began to slowly transition to panting. Faster and faster she breathed, her body trying to make up for the shortness of breath with more individual breaths. A truly deep breath was out of the question as Kaa's tight coils restricted her breathing too much.
  280. Kaa watched her face carefully as he built up his squeeze. He knew full well that he would break her in moments if he truly put everything he had into a tight squeeze, but he enjoyed the slow build-up far more. He certainly didn't want to kill her.
  281. Despite her growing difficulty to breathe, the elf-girl's content, pleasant grin did not leave her face, or even falter. Pain of any sort was meaningless to her, now. And at this point, all Kaa's constriction was really doing was restricting her blood flow. He wasn't truly preventing her from breathing. Not yet...
  282. Each exhale let Kaa draw in just a little bit tighter, slowly preventing her lungs from expanding as much as they needed to. Her panting grew faster and faster...and faster...and faster...
  283. Kaa licked his lips. He loved the feel of the elf-girl's delightful flesh in his tight grip, but...just how tightly could he squeeze?
  284. "AHNNHN!!" the elf-girl gasped again. This time, Kaa squeezed her tight. Very tight. Her plump chest pressed outwards against his coils...but they weren't pushing out far enough.
  285. Kaa held her like that for a few silent moments. Her panting had stopped and her face was gradually turning pink, but Kaa wasn't about to let her go.
  286. "Mmmm…" Kaa moaned, still greatly enjoying the feel of her soft flesh against his iron-hard scales, "sssssuch a ssssssoft elf-girl....do you like your sssssqueezzzzze, elf-girl?"
  287. "Y-...y-yes...m-mas...ter..." the elf-girl managed to squeak out.
  288. "Hmm?" Kaa grinned as he pretended to be concerned, "issssss sssssomething wrong, elf-girl?" Kaa asked, tightening just a little more around his obedient elven slave-girl.
  289. "M-mas...ter..." she spoke no louder than a desperate whisper, "I...I c-...c-can...'t...b-b...b-reathe…"
  290. "Awwww...poor elf-girl..." Kaa cooed to her, "here..." He released the elf-girl from his squeeze.
  291. "AHH!" the elf-girl gasped desperately as air once more rushed into her lungs. She panted quickly, the redness fading from her face, her smile still never once wavering.
  292. "There'sssss a good elf-girl," Kaa cooed and gave her a few relaxing squeezes, "I'm a good masssster, aren't I?"
  293. "Y-Yes, master Kaa…" the elf-girl agreed in between deep, gasping breaths, "you're the perfect master."
  294. "Hmmmhmmhmm!" Kaa chuckled gleefully to himself. "The perfect master." Ahhh, she had been such a wonderful toy. So much fun to lick and squeeze. But now...he was starting to wonder.
  295.  
  296. Kaa continued to gently squeeze his elf-girl as he thought over her fate. The soft, warm elf-girl had come straight to him. It was easy to think that she truly belonged with him.
  297.  
  298. No…not just with him…
  299.  
  300. The elf-girl’s taste still lingered on his tongue after licking her body. He knew now that it was merely an appetizer. Such a soft, curvy, meaty body…he wouldn’t need to eat again for months!
  301.  
  302. Yes, he could resist this prize for no longer! He wanted to get his entire mouth around her. He wanted to feel her sliding down his throat and resting inside his belly while he digested her. Playing with her had only made him more eager.
  303.  
  304. It was time.
  305.  
  306. “Poor elf-girl…” Kaa cooed to his meal, “you wandered sssstraight into my coilssss…and I gave you ssssuch blisssss…”
  307.  
  308. “Mmmm…yes, master Kaa…” the hypnotized elf-girl responded, still grinning widely.
  309.  
  310. “You’re ssssuch a deliccccioussss elf-girl…and you’re all mine…” Kaa continued.
  311.  
  312. “Yes, master Kaa…”
  313.  
  314. “You would be ssssuch a wonderful meal…” Kaa licked his lips as he salivated, “ssssso sssssoft and ssssatisssssfying…will you let me eat you, elf-girl? Will you feed yourssssself to your massssster?”
  315.  
  316. “Yes, master Kaa…” the elf-girl responded. Perhaps it was Kaa’s imagination, but it seemed as though there was the slightest hesitation in her voice, that time. Perhaps some hidden instinct told her to fight back. No matter, she wasn’t likely to break out of his trance. And even if she did, it would be far too late, now.
  317. Kaa once more licked his lips and gave his elf-girl dinner a nice squeeze.
  318.  
  319. What a good elf-girl she had been! And what a meal she was going to make!
  320.  
  321. Gently, Kaa took his prize and laid her down across the wide branch of the tree. He gradually unwrapped, letting her lie there on her back, her soft breasts pointing upwards while her legs straddled the tree branch. She gazed serenely at nothing at all, perfectly content and oblivious to what her fate would be.
  322. Kaa looked over his prize, once more. He admired her from head-to-toe, but with very different ideas of what to do with her. The bouncing breasts, the soft stomach, the wide hips, meaty rear, and long, sensuous legs. So rarely did he have a meal like this; so curvy and blooming with delicious meat.
  323. But how would he do it?
  324.  
  325. He could only enjoy her once. It would be important to do it properly. His instincts told him to just grab her head and start swallowing, but what if he ate her from her feet first? Or turned her over? Should he remove her remaining clothing? Digesting them wouldn’t be an issue, but perhaps he’d enjoy her a bit more if she was naked.
  326.  
  327. Whatever his decision: dinner was served.
  328.  
  329. Before Kaa went any further, he decided that there was something important that needed to be done, first. His elf-girl fully belonged to him, now. What was most important was that he enjoy her as much as he was able to.
  330.  
  331. "Ssssweet, elf-girl..." Kaa began.
  332.  
  333. "Yes, master Kaa?" the elf-girl asked, recognizing his tone.
  334.  
  335. "Sssstrip for me," he commanded, "remove your final layersssss ssssso that I can tassssste all of you. Remove everything..."
  336.  
  337. "Yes, master Kaa," she said like the obedient slave she was. Though Kaa once more detected the slightest trace of hesitation in her words.Nevertheless, the elf-girl did as she was told without any further delay or complaint.
  338.  
  339. She started with her stockings. She sat up and rolled each of them down her shapely legs until there was nothing but pale, naked flesh from her toes to her hips. Next, she unhooked her bra, letting the soft mounds of flesh free to jiggle any way they wished as well as exposing the pink nipples on each. She slipped off her panties in a single, smooth motion, hooking her fingers into the thin elastic at the sides and sliding them down her legs. All of these pieces, she discarded off the side of the branch without a second glance.
  340.  
  341. Finally, Kaa's elf-girl did something rather curious. The only thing she still wore was the gold coin attached to the chain around her neck. Kaa had commanded her to remove everything, so she had little choice, but it seemed odd that this would be the thing she discarded last. Nor did she casually toss it aside, but instead she carefully removed it, placed the coin in her hand, and let the chain pool around it. She then gingerly folded the bundle and set it down a short distance away from her head before settling back into her previous position.
  342.  
  343. Kaa had no clue what that chain and coin were, but they obviously important to his elf-girl. At least, they were...
  344.  
  345. Whatever his elf-girl had been before mattered little now, because she was dinner. Mindless dinner that existed only for his enjoyment. Nothing but sweet, soft, warm meat that was ready to be consumed. He slithered forward as a somewhat unusual, but tantalizing idea occurred to him.
  346.  
  347. Kaa approached the elf-girl feet-first, his tongue flicking out as he went. It gave a few quick licks against her soles that made her twitch reflexively, but Kaa was far beyond playing with her, at this point.
  348.  
  349. He opened his mouth wide and took the elf-girl's feet inside in a single gulp. Once more, be it ticklish reflex or slight discomfort, the elf-girl's feet wiggled in his mouth a bit. But he paid this no heed as it was only the first taste of a much larger meal waiting for him. He swallowed quickly and began gradually moving up her legs, just a small bite at a time.
  350.  
  351. Slowly, the entranced elven-girl disappeared down the snake's gullet. His body was too thick to show any visible stretching, but that would change as more of her curvy body slid into the snake's throat.
  352.  
  353. Kaa had soon reached the elf-girl's knees without the slightest trouble. Her exquisite taste was making him more and more ravenous by the moment. This was beyond merely licking her as a preview of the meal to come. This was the pure fulfillment of exactly what he wanted with her. Every bite and gulp tasted better than the last as more and more elf-girl meat entered his maw.
  354.  
  355. It wasn't until Kaa reached the elf-girl's thighs that he needed to unhinge his jaws to make swallowing her easier. Her meaty thighs pressed tightly against his throat, letting him soak in her taste as his saliva covered her body.
  356.  
  357. He could feel her long legs within his throat, the half-swallowed meal edging closer to his stomach. She was going to be a long, big, satisfying meal that would keep him full for a long time to come. Halfway up her luscious thighs and just below her wide hips, soft rear and exposed womanhood, he was just now getting to the best parts.
  358.  
  359. This was perfect. Simply perfect...
  360.  
  361.  
  362. While her body was devoured by her master, Elenaril remained in a deep state of blissful ignorance. Whatever Kaa wanted to do with her, her mind simply filtered away anything negative until only pleasure remained. The warm, wet feeling spreading up her legs, the freedom of being completely nude and the quiet bliss of mindlessness that came with being a slave for her master.
  363.  
  364. She didn't think. She only felt. And the only things she felt were pleasure and warm, comforting bliss...
  365.  
  366. Kaa's mouth was filled to the brim with the soft, delicious flesh of the elf-girl's thighs. His saliva soaked into her skin, letting him bask in the glorious taste of every square inch of her body.
  367.  
  368. The big snake slowed his pace as he consumed his meal. It had become more difficult to stretch his elastic maw around the elf-girl's body, but he also wanted to be sure to savor her. A full, curvy meal with the exotic taste of an elf. Such a meal was incredibly rare and there was no telling when, or even if, Kaa might have such a meal again.
  369.  
  370. He drew up her body, edging ever closer to her hips and fleshy, naked rear. The elf-girl's legs were squeezed together inside of his mouth, closing up the space between her legs, but Kaa didn't care. He was far more eager to get to the soft meat. Nevertheless, the elf-girl moaned aloud through her hypnotic trance as his warm saliva soaked the sensitive spots on her body.
  371.  
  372. Gulp by gulp, Kaa worked his jaws up her thighs. Her hands lied limply at her sides, giving him just enough room to stretch the sides of his mouth around each and pin them against her. A few more swallows and it would be impossible for her to escape, even if she somehow broke his spell and began thrashing around. There was only one possible way for this to end for the elf-girl, now.
  373.  
  374. Kaa's jaws moved further up, coming up to the elf-girl's wide hips and fleshy rear. Her hips began to rock back and forth inside of his mouth. He knew that she wasn't struggling, but the movement was odd nevertheless. He took a massive gulp and finished stretching his maw around the elf-girl's hips, the widest part of her body. Coming from her feet up, it would be the most difficult part of her to swallow. But Kaa had nothing to complain about as his mouth was stuffed with sweet, soft flesh.
  375.  
  376. With his meal halfway swallowed, there would be no escape for the elf-girl. Kaa was confident that his spell would hold for quite a while yet, but freeing herself was impossible now.
  377.  
  378. Kaa continued on, delighting in every curve and contour of his delicious, delicious meal...
  379.  
  380.  
  381.  
  382. Still locked within Kaa's hypnotic spell, which Elenaril had given herself over to willingly, the pleasure coursing through her was indescribable. It pushed her towards the edge, making her beg for more. Yet it wasn't entirely sexual, either. She was naked, yes, and the warm, wet feeling had spread up to her crotch, but that wasn't everything. There was something more to it. Not just the comforting quiet granted by not having to think, or a sexual pleasure touching her in the most sensitive and private areas of her body, but something more.
  383.  
  384. It went deeper than all of that. It felt as though she was becoming something more. It was fate, or destiny, or a kind of pure zen with the whole of existence. Herself becoming a part of a bigger whole...
  385.  
  386. But...something was wrong. Something told her that this was wrong. She wasn't herself. She couldn't dismiss this feeling...and she couldn't help but feel that it was somehow right...
  387.  
  388. Where was she? Who was she? What was happening? The stalled gears of her mind began to turn again...
  389.  
  390.  
  391.  
  392. Almost onto the elf-girl's soft stomach, Kaa detected something odd. He was so engorged in enjoying his dinner that he almost didn't notice it: his elf-girl's breathing had changed. She wasn't taking deep, soothing breaths, nor panting in absolute pleasure. Instead, it was erratic and uncontrolled. She was waking up.
  393.  
  394. Hmm...so the elf-girl wasn't quite as weak-willed as he thought. No matter. A meal was a meal. And with his mouth full, it didn't matter if she was asleep or not. Once she reached his belly, she'd have little choice.
  395.  
  396. Kaa stretched his maw up the elf-girl's stomach, eagerly pulling more of her into his hungry jaws. His throat muscles helped grip and knead the elf-girl's hips and long legs, aiding in his efforts to consume his meal. He soon passed over the elf-girl's navel and swallowed greatly, soaking her naked belly in his saliva. He gave a few more quick gulps to suck in more of her midriff.
  397.  
  398. With her stomach in his mouth, Kaa could feel his prey's breathing becoming more erratic. Without a dose of color from his eyes, the elf-girl must have been over-stimulated. Her trance would end soon and she would realize what Kaa was doing. It didn't matter if she fought him, or not, but perhaps there was something he could do to soothe her. Or at least keep her quiet...
  399.  
  400. But with his mouth full and the elf-girl's large, delicious chest drawing closer with every inch of her swallowed, Kaa was also becoming too ravenous to care. He should just focus on the meal and forget whatever it was the elf-girl thought she might do...
  401.  
  402.  
  403.  
  404. "Unnh...ehhnnn…" Elenaril moaned and groaned, finally beginning to emerge from the haze her mind had been in. Ohhhh, it felt good like that, but...how long had it been? What was happening?
  405.  
  406. Elenaril's thoughts continued to move in slow motion. At first, she tried to focus on what her senses told her, but that just made her want to sink back into whatever fog she had been inside of. Instead, she just focused on thinking; merely making her mind work. The spells she knew were too complicated, so she started with basic addition and subtraction. Anything intellectual that required her brain to focus.
  407.  
  408. At last, she was safely able to take in her current situation without feeling like she'd collapse all over again. The first thing she realized was that she was naked, but not because she wasn't covered, but simply because her clothes were missing. She was covered, actually. At least, most of her. Something wet and fleshy was holding her nearly skin-tight all the way from her stomach, down to her toes. The sensation was strange, but not entirely unfamiliar. It felt like putting her finger inside of her mouth...except over her entire body...
  409.  
  410. In a jumbled haze, memories from meeting Kaa, the giant snake, re-entered her mind. The tight, winding, squeezing coils and the bright glowing eyes that signaled the spell that-
  411.  
  412. Oh, no...oh, no...
  413.  
  414. Elenaril gasped and forced herself to look down. She couldn't sit up properly, but she saw enough.
  415.  
  416. He was eating her!! Kaa was eating her alive!!
  417.  
  418. Oh, gods...oh, gods... Elenaril thought in a panic.
  419.  
  420. But it was still a dreadfully slow panic. Kaa quickly swallowed up to just beneath her naked breasts before her mind did anything else. Kaa's spell was still interfering with her thoughts. She had woken up, but every thought and desired action came a few seconds later than it should be.
  421.  
  422. He had already swallowed so much of her...and it was still so hard to simply think of a plan...what should she do? What could she do?
  423.  
  424. With most of her body already swallowed down by the big snake, there was little that Elenaril could do to free herself. Initially, she twisted and tugged just a little to see how far she could move. The answer was very, very little. Her arms were firmly pinned at her sides and the tight fit made it even harder to gain any sort of momentum by rocking or swaying her hips.
  425.  
  426. Although...
  427.  
  428. After a few moments, Elenaril realized that she wasn't fighting back. She didn't want to. The tight, warm wetness spreading up her body left her with an oddly pleasant sensation. She couldn't explain it, but...something about this felt...good. Was Kaa's spell still affecting her? Maybe, but...that wasn't everything. She could feel his mouth sliding up around her, pulling her deeper down his throat, which left her moaning and groaning with pleasure as his saliva soaked into her...
  429.  
  430. She didn't fight back against him...not yet. It felt too good...too...
  431.  
  432.  
  433.  
  434. Whether his prey fought back or not made little difference to Kaa, but he was surprised that his elf-girl dinner wasn't struggling. He was certain that his spell had begun to wear off, but for the elf-girl to do nothing but lie back and let him continue swallowing her...was she enjoying it? The idea was odd, but not impossible. Humans, elves and all the rest had such unique...tendencies. It was certainly rare for Kaa to meet and devour one of these, but stranger things had happened.
  435.  
  436. To Kaa, his elf-girl's enjoyment of being eaten just confirmed how much she belonged in his stomach.
  437.  
  438. Knowing his dinner wasn't getting ready to fight him let Kaa concentrate on swallowing her. He had reached the bottom of her sizeable breasts and it would take some effort to get his mouth around them. He went slowly, rolling up the fleshy mounds a bit a time. This pushed them further upwards, forcing Kaa to stretch his mouth wider and wider with every gulp.
  439.  
  440. His throat muscles continued to knead and tug at the meal, aiding him in swallowing his meal. He could feel the comfortable tautness of the elf-girl's curves pressing through the inside of his throat. It wouldn't be much longer before that curvy bulge was filling his stomach.
  441.  
  442. Gradually, Kaa worked his way up and over the elf-girl's breasts. He soon passed the halfway point, gulping down her pink nipples, which brushed against the roof of his mouth. As he did, they hardened a bit and the elf-girl moaned as deeply as if she were still locked in her trance. The fleshy mounds filled Kaa's mouth to overflowing as they were squeezed into his maw. He couldn't even remember the last time he had the opportunity to have such a warm, fleshy meal to enjoy. The taste was unbelievable and he made sure to savor it all.
  443.  
  444. As he mounted the elf-girl's breasts, Kaa could once more see her face. She was gasping and moaning, arching her head back and forth in an effort to focus on the pleasure she felt. What a good meal...she deserved a little something extra...
  445.  
  446.  
  447.  
  448. Elenaril couldn't help it. The more her body slipped inside Kaa's throat, the better it seemed to feel. The warmth of the snake's sticky saliva soaking her skin left her with a wonderful sensation. She had no idea that she would've enjoyed this feeling so much...or at all. Kaa's mouth was squeezing her breasts so tightly that she was starting to have trouble breathing. But that only seemed to add to the pleasure all around her as her blood pumped harder and harder.
  449.  
  450. Her lower lip quivered as his scaly lips slid over her nipples. Gods...why did it feel so good? She was being eaten alive! She should be screaming for help and fighting with every part of her body...but...it just felt so...good...
  451.  
  452. Lost in the pleasure gripping almost her entire body, Elenaril hadn't realized that Kaa's head was now right below her. She opened her eyes and looked down for a just a second and-
  453.  
  454. Her eyes immediately caught onto Kaa's once more. The spinning colors that had introduced her to the mindless bliss she had been feeling all along were back. She watched firsthand as the big snake finished swallowing her breasts and made his way steadily towards her head...but she couldn't look away...
  455.  
  456. Kaa's eyes glowed and spun, drawing Elenaril's attention right back with no trouble. The inexplicable pleasure she felt from being eaten along with the soothing mindlessness that came from his eyes left Elenaril calm and quiet as the big snake swallowed more of her. In just a few more moments, he'd stretch his head over her face and it would be over.
  457.  
  458. There was no getting away. Elenaril knew that she was about to die. She knew that she should be fighting for her life, but...did she even care?
  459.  
  460. Kaa's mouth pulled closer and closer to her face...
  461.  
  462.  
  463.  
  464. There.
  465.  
  466. What a good, submissive elf-girl.
  467.  
  468. With a little bit of his hypnosis at work again, Kaa made certain that his meal would enjoy this all the way to the end. He wouldn't be able to put her under a full trance again, but there was no point in being cruel. Just a little bit more. She had earned it.
  469.  
  470. Despite the closeness of her doom, the elf-girl only moaned and tried to stare at Kaa's spinning eyes. Once he reached the base of her throat, she could no longer stare and the connection was broken, but it was more than enough to ensure the elf-girl enjoyed her last moments.
  471.  
  472. With a final, massive gulp, Kaa swallowed the elf-girl's head all at once. A few strands of her ebony hair were the only thing left of her and as the meal began to travel through Kaa's system, any and all trace of her vanished inside of the snake.
  473.  
  474. Kaa took a moment to reset his jaws and enjoy the bulging meal sliding down his throat. He grinned contentedly. So pleased to have such a wonderful elf-girl wander straight into his home and down his throat...
  475.  
  476. Kaa sighed in contentment and took the time to concentrate on the feeling of his dinner sliding through his system. The curvy bulge of the elf-girl's body flowed through his winding coils and down closer to his stomach. He lifted his head to watch, enjoying how the elf-girl's soft curves could be plainly seen, even in the thickest sections of his coils.
  477.  
  478. The elf-girl still didn't seem to be struggling. She was most certainly still alive, if only for the moment. Kaa expected his hypnosis to fade and muffled cries for help to come from the bulge, but that simply didn't happen. She seemed to have accepted her fate already.
  479.  
  480. Finally, the curvy meal stopped partway down Kaa's thick length of coils. He moaned in deep contentment, once more, as his elf-girl filled up his belly with her soft, warm body.
  481.  
  482. "Ahhhh…" he said aloud, "sssssuch a deliccccciousssss elf-girl..." He licked his lips clean of her taste, sure to savor her as much as possible. Such sweet meat needed to be enjoyed to the fullest and he couldn't stop himself from wanting to indulge in something this good. She had wandered into his jungle, his home, and straight into his coils as though she was always meant to feed him.
  483.  
  484. She was where she belonged and she had been absolutely delicious. He lay awake for a little while longer, admiring the way the moonlight glinted off of the curvy bulge inside his stomach. He once more expected to hear cries for help or begging coming from the elf-girl, but she was quiet. She seemed to squirm slightly every now and then, but whatever she was doing, she wasn't trying to escape.
  485.  
  486. Content to simply let his dinner settle on her own, Kaa yawned and curled up around his bulging stomach. He wasn't certain how long she would stay alive in there, but now that he was fed, Kaa simply wished to relax and sleep off the meal. He drifted off to sleep, knowing that with such a wonderful elf-girl filling his stomach, he wouldn't need to eat again for months.
  487.  
  488. What a good elf-girl. What a delicious elf-girl...
  489.  
  490.  
  491.  
  492. Inside the fleshy walls of the snake's stomach, Elenaril's world was nothing but warm, moist darkness. She could see nothing and her entire, naked body was soaked head-to-toe in a mixture of saliva and stomach juices. She could hear a low gurgling all around her as her skin began to tingle and itch. She knew that she was being digested, her body broken down and dissolved to feed the snake that had swallowed her. Soon, she'd completely run out of air inside the tight space and suffocate. She'd be dead soon and become nothing more than Kaa's dinner.
  493.  
  494. Strangely, though...she wasn't really afraid.
  495.  
  496. She knew that she should be. She should be fighting with all of her might and screaming at the top of her lungs. She was about to die, shouldn't she be struggling with everything she had?
  497.  
  498. But still...the soft, warm, wet feeling covering her whole body...she liked it. It was gripping her tight, squeezing her, and pleasing her in ways she never expected. Even the snake's stomach acids weren't painful, merely slightly uncomfortable. The stomach fit tightly around her, meaning that she was a big meal for Kaa. A big meal meant that he'd be satisfied for a long time...she kind of liked that idea, too.
  499.  
  500. Kaa had caught her and made her feel soooo good. Even if he did it just so he could eat her, Elenaril felt strangely content with that. He had given her such pleasure and she was feeding him. It was certainly better than being caught and ripped apart by a monster.
  501.  
  502. She tried to stretch in the tight space, hoping to get more comfortable. The fleshy walls of the belly clung to her and shortened her breath. It wasn't long before she started to feel light-headed. The lingering effects of Kaa's hypnosis weren't completely gone, either. She let that heighten the pleasure of being soaked in the warm juices of Kaa's belly.
  503.  
  504. She didn't fight or struggle at all, but simply lied back and relaxed. She just focused on her breathing and the tight feeling of the fleshy walls against her breasts and hips. She was soon too tired to worry about anything.
  505.  
  506. It felt good to just lie back and relax...
  507.  
  508. It felt good to...
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