Wannabe Natives

>Farm boy in New Mexico
>Just enjoying your day by shooting your .22 at empty water bottles and the occasional cactus
>After finally running out of ammo and shit to shoot you head home
>Just as past by a small bush you hear the all too familiar sound of a rattlesnake
>Stand still and look around trying to spot it
>You can't see anything but you can hear the rattling, and it's getting louder
>Then you hear it right by your ear
>You instinctively dive swat at the noise but it hits a very large snake tail
>It wraps around your arm and your body
>When the fuck did rattlesnakes get this big?
>Then you finally notice it, a woman just by the egde of your vision
>This isn't just a rattlesnake, it's a Lamia rattlesnake
>She wraps around you fully, takes your gun from your hand and walks, er slithers, right in front of you
>"You dare defile these sacred lands? My ancestors bled for these lands and sacrificed so much for them, I'll be damned if I-"
>You manage to wiggle out far enough till my mouth is free
>You then explain to her that your house is less than half a mile that-a-way and your family owns at least 10 acres of the surrounding land so what the fuck does she mean?
>"Well, my ancestors used to own these lands-"
>Who were your ancestors anyways? Which tribe even called this desert shit-hole home?
>"Uh... Iroquois?" The "native" Lamia then loosens her tail's hold on me
>Weren't they on the East coast? T
>"Well, you still have to pay reparations, like, treating me to dinner"
>The Lamia then tightens her grip back up
>With that she follows your directions to your home
>Luckily mom and dad aren't home so you hand her a box of poptarts, cookies and cream flavor and a cup of milk
>She takes her first bite and her eyes light up like fireworks "My parents never let me have these!"
>As you plan to run to your room and lock the door the rattlesnake Lamia follows you up the stairs and into your room
>"You have a TV in your room too?"
>She wraps around you again and lays on your bed, with you as her stuffed animal
>She switches the channel to cartoons and watches them while getting crumbs all over herself, your bed and you
>When she finally finishes the poptarts, eating the whole box and passes out hugging you
>Then you hear the garage open and someone opening the door and coming upstairs
>Your mom barges into your room "Hey, honey, I just wanted to ask what you wanted for-"
>Her eyes go wide "I'll just leave you two alone..."
>Fucking wannabe native monsters


>Founding of American except instead of shiny beads the Europeans traded land for their shiny "beads"

>extra grape
Katshu, M. Z. U. H.; Dubey, I.; Khess, C. R. J.; Sarkhel, S. (2011). "Snake Bite as a Novel Form of Substance Abuse: Personality Profiles and Cultural Perspectives"

>Substance Abuse
Imagine Anon getting being bitten so many times by the neighbor's Apophis daughter that he becomes addicted
>Young Anon plays with Apophis neighbor
>Play always gets rough and she starts to wrap him up
>Anon of course always fights back and always breaks free from her grasp since he's older than her
>This time he won't
>Young Apophis has a plan, she saw mommy bite daddy when they were wrestling and daddy got all weak and let mommy wrap him up fully
>She first has to distract Anon
>Asks Anon if he wants to play hide and seek
>He of course says yes and she runs off to hide
>Right under the bridge is the best place has a nice dark alcove she can hide in
>Anon goes around the playground looking for the little Apophis till he finally checks under the bridge
>She jumps out wrapping up Anon's legs and sinking her fangs into his neck
>Anon goes limp just like daddy, but she starts tasting pennies and stops
>She wraps up Anon fully and gloats over beating Anon
>Little Apophis gets bored of gloating and lets Anon go, but he won't move
>Starts to panic and shaking Anon "Anon? Anon!? Please, please don't be dead, we were just playing, please please please"
>Little Apophis slithers as fast as possible to go get her mom and shows her Anon
>Mommy Apophis explains that she shouldn't bite Anon like that, mommy Apophis then takes Anon home
>The next day little Apophis apologizes to Anon, and thankfully he isn't mad
>But he said if it would be okay if she could bite if again, since it felt really good
>Little Apophis explains that her mom said not too
>Anon says he wont play with her then
>She doesn't want to lose Anon, but her mother... she wont find out
>They go under the alcove again she she bites Anon
>This goes from being a monthly thing, to a weekly thing and finally to a daily thing
>Anon has to get his Apophis venom or he starts getting restless and even sometimes gets the shakes
>Luckily his Apophis childhood friend always gives him his fix, they've even started doing it in Anon's room since it's so much more private