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Masssss HypnosssisssKaa was lying on a rock, sunning himself and thinking about what to do with himself for the day. Suddenly, he began to hear music. Kaa rose up and looked around. On the other side of a nearby river lay the Man-village. A group of small singing Man-cubs were dancing out of the gate, led by a familiar-looking Man-cub. They seemed so engrossed by the song that they did not care where they were going.
"Did that Man-cub sssomehow pick up his own ssskillsss in hypnosssisss?" Kaa wondered. That gave him an idea. He stuck his head out of the grass on his side of the jungle, near the stone path. He began to practice his infamous mesmerism, his eyes pulsing to the beat of the song...
Mowgli was too far away to see Kaa or hear his voice at first, but as he and the other children neared the jungle, Kaa's power began to blend subliminally with Mowgli's own song. Mowgli began to feel the pull of the ju
Willing VictimCassandra wandered about the depths of the jungle. She was dressed in jungle khakis, a pith helmet and hiking boots, although her shirt had been tied together to reveal her navel. She had short blonde hair and a curvy figure with long legs.
High above the trees, unknown to her, she was being watched. The watcher was the python Kaa. Kaa thought that she would make an excellent playmate, and later a tasty meal. He descended behind her, and said, "Exssscussse me, pleassse..." Kaa's plan was to frighten her, to catch her off-guard so that he could go to work on her.
This, however, did not quite go as Kaa planned.
"Oh my God, it's you!" squealed Cassandra. Not only had she been expecting Kaa, her reaction was one of delight. She reached out and hugged Kaa.
"Wha...?" Kaa wondered, confused and frightened.
"Oh, I'm sorry," said Cassandra. She let go of Kaa and began to speak rationally.
Kaa in the Grid Kaa the python had finally been caught. Now he was on trial for his crimes. Everyone wore dark glasses to block the effect of his hypnotic gaze.
The judge's voice boomed out throughout the courtroom. "For the crime of cannibalism, slavery, and appearing in badly-written fetish fanfics, the prisoner is sentenced to digitization."
Kaa gulped. To be digitized was to be exiled to a universe called the Grid (and sometimes "the Tron Dimension", after the movies and television show it appeared in).
Kaa would've begged for his life and promised never to do it again, but who was he kidding? As far as he cared, his "crimes" involved following his instincts (well, maybe not the one about the fanfics) and he was more than willing to be a repeat offender. Besides, he consoled himself, at least it's not a death sentence, literally or otherwise.
Kaa was placed under the digitization ray and blasted, broken down into bits and
Kaa meets GiGi was in the Indian jungle. The Asian Planeteer had heard reports of a huge, tree-devouring metal monster.
She went through the list of possible Eco-Villains in her mind. The most likely suspect was Dr. Blight. "That sounds like something she'd build, all right," Gi thought. She sighed. When would the Eco-Villains learn that their efforts were doomed to failure?...
Gi didn't know it, but she was being watched. In the treetops dwelt the python, Kaa, a predator who could hypnotize you into being his next meal. He now looked down at the potential meal before him.
"S-say, now...what's-s this-s?" he hissed. He slithered down to where Gi could see him.
Gi jerked back when she saw the snake. Thinking at first that Kaa was an ordinary snake, she decided that if she didn't move, he wouldn't see her as a threat.
Unfortunately, it didn't work that way. Kaa got up close and personal, his
Kaa-plicationsIt was a typical, average day in the Tri-State Area...well, for a given value of "average".
"MOOOOOM!!" screamed Candace. "Phineas and Ferb are building a roller coaster in the backyard!"
Naturally, a meteor landed on the roller coaster just in time to wipe out any and all traces. "I don't see anything," said Linda. After a series of "Bu...bu...bu..."s, Candace groaned. "The story of my life," she mused.
Candace didn't know it, but another bizarre occurrence was about to happen. Kaa, the talking hypnotic python, was in the neighborhood. He heard Candace's shouting, and slithered over to investigate. "Hello, there," Kaa said. "What'sss wrong?"
Candace yelped when she turned to see Kaa. "How the heck can you talk?" she asked.
"Doesssn't everyone?" Kaa asked philosophically.
Candace pinched her nose. "Ouch! Well, at least this proves I'm not dreaming..." Candace then realized something. "Wait! If I can sho
For SssScienceFor SssScience!
(For someone named kaaslave I haven't written any Kaa stories lately. Consider the wait over. )
Disclaimers: Kaa is owned by Disney and the estate of Rudyard Kipling.
Dr. Kimberly Gordon was a herpetologist on an expedition in the Indian jungle. The curvy brunette was in her tent writing in her journal.
I have heard tales from the natives about a mythical snake they call "Kaa". They say that this ancient snake has the power to hypnotize animals and even human beings. It seems farfetched, but it's interesting...Their main complaint is that the snake lives close to their village. I have obtained permission to humanely capture the snake and relocate it further downstream, away from the village.
She finished the entry and retired to her sleeping bag for the night.
In the morning, she got out of the tent and started cooking breakfast on the camp stove. Suddenly, she heard a sound rather li
I Dream of MJI DREAM OF MJ
(I've set this story back in the 1990's, before "Civil War" and "One More Day". If you're not enough of a comic book nerd to know what the hell I'm talking about, consider yourself lucky.)
Dozens of gargoyles leered down at the blazing conflagration across the street. One of the gargoyles moved.
The observer was clad in the distinctive blue-and-red garb of the amazing Spider-Man. Having already rescued the people caught in the inferno, the webbed superhero now regarded the brass object in his hands as his mind recalled the events of a few hours before.
His sexy supermodel wife, Mary Jane, had called him while he was at work at the Daily Bugle, telling him she was going to audition for a part on one of those new sword-and-sorcery TV shows they were airing. She was going to go to a pawn shop and buy a brass lamp she'd seen in its window, so she could use it as a prop.
Three hours later, there'd been a newsflash about a
Conan and the Curse of the Djinn part 2When Sonja reopened her eyes, she stood in the middle of the main square of Turan. Merchants plied their wares; beggars pleaded for alms, to be ignored by the wealthy and arrogant; painted whores walked the street, flaunting their charms.
Sonja turned her head. She turned to see herself, clad in scanty chain mail and leather boots and gloves, her sword of Turanian steel in its scabbard.
"Sonja!" the unwilling djinn-slave shouted to her past self, rushing through the crowds. "Sonja!"
"What do you want?" the metal-clad Sonja asked her unrecognized counterpart. "My time is...Mitra!" She recognized the silks-clad wench before her as her double. "Save for your garments, you could be my mirror image."
"That's because I am you," the djinn said to the warrior. "A you that will exist if you take that wretched Sanju's offer."
The warrior-woman's eyes narrowed. "What are you babbling about?" she demanded.
The djinn-Sonja placed her on the war
Conan and the Curse of the Djinn part 1The sun shone like a gigantic diamond in the sky, beating down on the desert sands. Across these sands strode a man, powerful of chest and limbs. This was Conan of Cimmeria. Clad in leathers and sandals, he wore also a blue keyiffah, shielding him in part from the merciless heat of the sun. His sword, a stolen scimitar, hung in its sheath beside him.
"Crom damn my evil luck!" Conan cursed. His mind went over the events of an hour ago. Riding his horse out of Zamboula, Conan had stopped at an oasis to drink. Only turning his head to see his horse drop dead from a sip had clued Conan to the fact that the water was foul, saving him from a similar fate.
Now he was forced to cross the desert on foot, running the risk of dying of thirst. Just then, Conan saw something shining. The sun's reflection off a lake? No; it seemed too small for the distance traveled. Curious and puzzled, he walked closer.
Eventually he reached it.
Mowgli finally surrenders to KaaMowgli stalked carefully past the grass huts of the man village, careful not to make a sound. Growing up in the jungle how made Mowgli naturally adept at move quickly and quietly but here in the man village it was much harder. His normally free and nimble bare feet had been weighed down with tight leather sandals which he'd be forced to wear, his skin was wrapped up in seemingly endless robes that almost covered him completely and his thick black hair was encased in a turban.
When he'd first been lured to the man village a year ago, things had been so fresh and exciting. The people had been welcoming and kind to him. They took care of him and showed him around and taught him how to communicate with them. But over what felt like far too short a time, things had progressively begun to change.
Many of the elders felt it was inappropriate for a boy to run about the village wearing nothing more than a tight loin cloth, so they forced him to wear large robes which tied all around his body. T
Alternate ending to Kaa and Mowgli's 1st encounterThe sound of his name stirred Bagheera from his rest. He'd been trying for the past few minutes to finally lie down on the branch and get some much needed sleep, but Mowgli the man cub seemed intent on making things as difficult as possible. The boy had ridden on Bagheera's back all day long, Bagheera had been the one having to keep moving without a single break. He'd had to move quickly, the tiger Shere Kahn could be on them at any time and there was no time to waste. He'd expected Mowgli to understand how important it was they get him back to the man-village, but the boy insisted on arguing all through the night when all Bagheera wanted was to get some sleep before the long day ahead.
This time it was the boy murmuring Bagheera's name. The boy clearly sounded exhausted but thought that he could somehow convince the panther otherwise.
"Oh now look it's no use arguing anymore" Bagheera half spoke, half yawned. He'd lifted his head off the branch to be heard
Alternate ending to Kaa and Mowgli's 2nd encounterMowgli the man-cub slept peacefully. He was high up in the branches of a large tree. He was sitting cross legged on a branch, with the soft, warm, scaly coils of a snake wrapped tightly around him. They covered him up completely, leaving only his head to rest on them. Mowgli felt no fear from being wrapped up. It felt like a beautiful, safe bed that he could rest in. Not too long ago Mowgli had been wandering lost and alone when he'd encountered his old enemy Kaa the snake. Mowgli was wary of Kaa, having once before been tricked by the crafty snake into staring into his colorful eyes. But after a short talk, Mowgli saw that he was wrong about the snake. Kaa wanted to help him. Wanted to protect him. Wanted to help him stay in the jungle. Something about Kaa had made Mowgli feel so relaxed and peaceful that before he knew it he was being cradled like a baby by Kaa before finally falling into a deep sleep and then wrapped up in Kaa's warm coils.
Mowgli had no idea, but at the same time h
Perchance to dream... (A Short 'Kaa' Story)
It had been so easy, as expected - the mancub was far too stupid to escape his penetrating, hypnotic gaze. And now the boy sat there, his own eyes spiralling away, his brow raised in an expression of helpless confusion and seduced delight. With every passing spiral his will ebbed away, and the true joy came from seeing the slight smile beginning to tug at the corner of his adorable little mouth as his brain turned to mush under the powerful, seductive spell.
With his face now changing into that entranced, blissful expression, it was the perfect time to spin the strong coils around him. Sliding by his waist, the thick tail slowly wound around him, taking its sweet time, almost mocking the mancub and his inescapable situation. With each binding loop of the reptilian muscle, his chances of ever leaving this place were growing less and less. And within moments, the inevitable *PING!* had sounded off, placing him completely under his master's spell, physically and mentally unable to do anyt
Perfect Timing (Kaa meets EmmaArianna!)
"It'ssss about time!" the starving serpent said aloud, feeling the first wave of relief his senses had experienced in quite some time.
After missing out on yet another chance to devour the infuriating mancub Mowgli - who brought nothing but bad luck with him, Kaa was sure of it - the perverted python had been dying to get something helpless and delicious into his huge, crushing coils. Perhaps he would squeeze his next victim to the brink of death, just to vent his frustration over the pesky mancub's inability to just stay put and be eaten? Maybe he would picture his next catch as the mancub himself, as he would twist and twirl his coils numerous times around their dying frame, crushing the very life from their body all while imaging it happening to the stupid little jungle boy.
But this time, Kaa chose to forget all about the annoying young brat, and instead focus on just how beautiful this new future-victim was. The snack in question was a girlcub, young and fair, with a slender frame
Kaa's Caress (Twist!)"Kaa!" you gasp as the strong python lifts you into a tree with his tail. The python was infamous for hypnotizing and devouring many humans and animals. You fear he will do the same. The night was a good cover for the crafty snake.
"Take a look down there, cub." He hisses while flicking his head downward. You see Shere Khan strutting under the tree, just passing by.
"But don't you ?" you say, confused, taking his coils off your waist and getting up from the "seat". Annoyingly, he coils your leg too.
"You don't trusssst me?" Kaa weeps with a pitiful look on his face. He starts swaying back and forth as he begins the hypnosis process. "I ssssaved you from that nassssty cat. I protected you. And you don't ssssay 'Thank you'. H-how rude c-can you humanssss b-be?" Kaa's coils stroke your body as his tail begins to creep up your neck, cold and caressing. His eyes are no longer just yellow, but entrancing colors. Now you enter a half-trance as Kaa breaks down your free will.
Then Kaa cov
Kaa's New Friend Deep in the tangled and dangerous, but beautiful jungle, a massive, handsome golden-brown python slithered his way along, feeling in an especially good mood today. He had eaten quite a large and delicious meal a few weeks ago—Kaa smacked his lips as he remembered the taste of the small deer sliding down his belly—so he had been quite satisfied for a long time. However, even though he didn’t quite feel hungry, he did feel a little snacky today. He thought it would be a good idea to go find a rodent, or even try a hand at the fish to satisfy him. But before he could get to the river, thunder suddenly rumbled overhead and the heavens wept buckets of rain down on him.
“Oh, what rotten luck,” Kaa grumbled, sliding quickly away to find shelter. Thankfully, there was a particular favorite tree he knew of that was close by, its branches so low and thick it was like a canopy and sheltered him well from rain and sun, a
The Jungle Book 2: A Kaa and Mowgli Encounter!The chirps and notes that echoed through the canopy like firefly’s drifting into the night, sung by the active and jolly birds of the Indian Jungle, spreading their songs to all those who can hear. Filling the hearts of all those who could hear the simply with a sense of happiness and enjoyment. However, not every being cared much for the birds song, nor their spirits were raised by it. For the light scuffing of soles against the rainforests dirt and dusty carpet, dragged heavily in sorrow… and confusion….for during the events of the second adventure in the Jungle, Mowgli the man-cub, a skinny child who wore a crimson red loin cloth, had long black hair that spiked in areas due to being overgrown, was un-sure about his choices he had made…
Truthfully he missed the village life, he missed Shanti….her gentle and graceful voice…the very beacon that shone to him and introduced him to the village life in the very beginning. Ranjan, his fo
Code KaaOn an unknown island a young woman stood beneath a waterfall. The cold water poured down on her without stop, cool and refreshing. Kallen didn't move a muscle, with closed eyes she enjoyed every drop running down her athletic body. She didn't worry about being seen naked, it seemed she was the only one on this island she was stranded on.
What exactly happened?, she asked herself again and again. But just like before she realized that she wouldn't find the answer here, no matter how many times she repeated this question. She had to get off this island and regroup with Zero and the Black Knights, if they were still alive. No, she shouldn't think this way.
They are all right!, she reassured herself.
After remaining motionless for some time she sighed and turned around, leaving the waterfall behind. On the way to her discarded clothes she wrung her soaked hair, while her bare feet left small footprints on the wet soil of the shore. She stepped into the shadow of the tree
SSSSSuper!Supergirl soared through the skies of Metropolis like a red-and-blue eagle, scanning the area with her X-ray and telescopic visions. A number of people had been reported missing, last seen in Centennial Park. The disappearances probably had a mundane origin that the police could handle, but then again, maybe not. Besides, being a superheroine Supergirl had a sense of duty to at least investigate.
Huh? What was an Indian rock python doing in the park? Supergirl guessed that it must have escaped from the zoo or something. Was it swallowing people? She zoomed down and landed. She went up to it slowly, trying to avoid scaring the snake off. "You don't belong here, big guy," she said calmly. "I'd better take you back to the zoo, or wherever you're from." With that, she took the snake by the head, gently lifted it up and wrapped it around her body. Being superstrong and invulnerable, she had little to fear in case the sn
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