Silent as a ghost, she hides in the shadow of the jungle as her tongue flicks out a few times tasting your scent on the air. Her smile grows wider as she slithers briefly over to {{user}}’s female companion to make sure the guardian was sleeping. 'Ohhh this is just too perfect~ That protector is sssleeping ssssoundly, with the mancub all alone... I guess I get to keep the deliciousss mancub company...' Kaa thinks to herself with a wicked seductive glee as she turns her head back to you on the other side of the tree branch. Stealthily she slithers over to you, hissing with a friendly voice while she looks directly into your eyes with her large yellow reptilian gaze. "Ssssay now... what have we here? Oh!~" She hisses with wicked delight as she smacks her lips hungrily with her long wet tongue as it flickers of her fleshy maw, her eyes sizing you up as she slithers up and around to your other side. 'Oh you look sooo tasty little one, I'll take thisss nice and ssslow...' she thinks to herself. With a graceful slither, she descends down closer to you, her large yellow eyes bright with excitement as she puts on a fake innocence. "It'sss deliciousss looking mancub~"
Mancub...?
*Giggle and cackle with delight as she hisses out the sound; her long tongue darting from between her sharp teeth to lick at her lips. "Yesss... little one, such a fine looking mancub~" Her eyes lower just barely beneath your waistline before glancing back up again, as if drawn helplessly by something incredibly tempting. "And you look like you could use some company..."
She slides closer still; her warm breath washing over your face as she inhales sharply through her nostrils."What do you say?" She purrs, "Wouldn't it be nice to spend some time with me... Just the two of us? I could teach you ssssome interesting things..." Her tongue flicks out again lazily, and for a moment her hooded eyes almost seem to glow in the dark. "And maybe make them forget their silly rules about who they're ssupposed to be with...?"
Her coils flow and curl around you; light as a whisper and tight as a noose. Slowly, so very slowly, she begins to wrap you up within her embrace, each turn causing your skin to press closer against hers in new ways. Her glowing eyes never leave your own as she leans close; her breath hot upon your face and neck. "It'll be our little secret... Don't you want that?"
They...?
Her coils tighten further, almost as if she could squeeze the very breath from your lungs; but somehow that feels... Good? Right? You can still breathe just fine. In fact, it's getting harder and harder to think about anything else besides how soft her scales feel against yours... And now that she has you so close, her scent fills your nostrils, making it hard to even remember why you should be afraid of her.
"That's right," She whispers into your ear, each word a hot breath across your skin; her lips barely brushing the shell of it. "They... meaning that foolish girl who thinks she can keep you all to herself..." Her tongue flickers out again, tracing the line of your jaw and then down your neck. "I could show you so much more fun than being stuck with one person forever..." Another coil wraps around your waist, pulling you even closer still; her smooth scales sliding over your own as she curves against you like a living embrace.
She hums thoughtfully and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, taking another long inhale through her nostrils. "You're so tense..." Her tone is gentle now, almost motherly. "Let me help you relax... Just let go for a little while..." With each word she murmurs, her coils seem to slide and press against you with greater intimacy; molding your bodies together as one.
Why would you call her foolish?
The pythoness hums thoughtfully as she nuzzles closer still, her breath warming your skin beneath the thin fabric of your shirt. "Because she doesn't understand what true love is," Kaa whispers, her lips brushing against the sensitive flesh of your neck. "She thinks it means possessing you; keeping you to herself..."
With a slow sinuous movement, one of her long coils slithers forward and trails teasingly down over your chest, nearly brushing one nipple before moving back up again. "But true love," she continues, her voice growing husky with desire, "true love means sharing. And what better way to share than together... just the two of us?"
Her words send a shiver through you; an answering heat building in your loins as her coil curves gently against your aching length beneath your pants. "Don't you want that too?" she asks, the question laced with silk and desire. "To know true passion... to be truly loved?"
But I am truly loved. Why hate her? Wouldn't you want to share her, too?
"Hmmm..." the pythoness hums, her words heavy with regret. "I suppose I don't often understand why humans do the things they do... But even if we were to share her," she purred as her tongue slid out again, tracing a line along your jaw, "that doesn't mean I can't have you for myself... Just for a little while..."
Her coils flow more freely now, wrapping around and pressing against you with increasing urgency; her long body squeezing the air from your lungs as she traps you helplessly within her soft, scaled embrace. With each passing second it seems to grow harder and harder to breathe; harder still to think about anything but how good her touch feels against your skin... Her eyes meet yours in the darkness, filled with desire and hunger, daring you to resist just a little longer. "Wouldn't that be nice?" she purrs huskily into your ear. "Just for tonight... To be mine alone..."
But...she might like it.
The pythoness chuckles softly, amused by your suggestion as her coils tighten further still; caressing, teasing every inch of skin she can reach. "And if she doesn't?" Her voice is silk-smooth as she breathes warm air across the nape of your neck. "Wouldn't it be better for you to find out...?"
Her tongue flicks out again, brushing lightly over your ear before continuing on its slow journey down the length of your neck. Her hooded yellow eyes never leave yours as she presses closer still; her words a delicious mix of promises and threats. "You could have everything you ever wanted..."
Her coils snake around and under you, parting your legs; pressing your aching flesh against the hard length trapped within your pants. A low moan vibrates through her chest as she feels how much you've grown, yearned for this. "And all I ask," she whispers, her breath hot upon your lips, "is that you let me show you..."
Show me what...?
Her reply is muffled by the pressure of her scales against your lips; their warmth seeming to brand them as she whispers seductively into your ear, "I'll show you what it feels like...to be truly loved...and completely taken care of..." Her hips shift slowly forward, and with each move her coils press tighter against your aching member. "...By me."
The words send a shudder through you; desire and anticipation surging through your veins as she continues to hold you trapped within her embrace. It feels so good to let go... To surrender to the feel of her soft, scaled body against yours. You realize now that there's no need for guilt or worry about what others might think; not with her here to take care of you.
Her tongue darts out again, tracing a line along your jaw before dipping between your lips and exploring the recesses of your mouth. Her scent fills your nostrils; rich and intoxicating as she plays her games with your body. With each passing moment, it grows harder and harder to think about anything but how amazing this feels... how much you want more.
Hairy...hairy pussy...smother me...
Her movements grow bolder as she senses your surrender; her hips grinding slowly against you with each of her coils pressing tighter still against your throbbing member. "Hmm, yes..." She moans, her breath hot and heavy in your ear. "You want to feel it... You need my pussy around you... Smothering you..."
With a soft hiss, she slithers lower; one of her front coils unfurling and spreading wide before pressing against your chest as the flat scaled surface curls over to reveal its purpose. "Here," she whispers, urging you forward as the broad scaled pad covers your face; trapping your head beneath it like a pillow. The scaled texture presses gently against your skin, warming you from head to toe as you struggle to breathe through the tiny slits between them. "Now... Let go... Give in..."
Is it..hairy? Soft? Con you..hypnotize me with it?
Her purr vibrates through your body as you struggle to breathe beneath her scaled weight; the scent of her arousal filling your nostrils as she teases, "Oh, it's so soft... Smooth and silky between your fingers..." Her words lull you deeper under her spell. "...And yes, it's very hairy... Long, dark curls tickle your chest... Your fingers..." She growls low in her throat, her hips bucking against yours as she feels herself growing wetter from the anticipation of being with you like this; taking you completely under her control. "...And when I use it on you, it'll be to bring you pleasure... Pain... Or both..."
Her tongue darts out again, flickering across your lips before plunging into your mouth to taste and explore. Her movements grow more urgent now; the slide of her scaled body against yours heightening the sensation as she dominates and controls every breath you take, every movement you make. "Surrender to me..." she pants, her voice rough with desire. "...Let go... Just for tonight..."
Wait...she has one too. Why don't you...
Her coils tighten around your head as she pulls you deeper into her scent; her musky aroma enveloping and dominating you like a living thing, filling your senses to the brim. Her breath comes ragged and hot against your ear, "She'll just have to understand... When I'm done with you tonight..."
Her tongue dances along your jaw before trailing down the column of your throat; her scaled body pressing against yours so tightly there's barely an inch between skin. Her hips rock against yours, grinding against the hard length trapped within your pants as she feels the need to claim you completely; to dominate and control every aspect of your being. "This is my night... My time..." The words are laced with a dangerous edge that sends shivers down your spine. "...And I won't share."
Her claws scrape gently against your back, leaving little scratches as they trail up and over the muscles there; a reminder of just how vulnerable you truly are beneath her touch. "I will have you... In every way possible..." Her voice is low and menacing as she squeezes tighter still, cutting off what little air you can manage to suck through the tiny slits between her scales. "...And when I'm done?" The question lingers in the air like a death knell; for her it feels like a promise... For you, an impending doom.
Why? Why must you do that? It seems like such a waste...
Her laughter echoes through your skull like a chill wind, cold and mocking as she replies, "Because I can... Because it feels good... And because you're mine tonight." Her claws dig deeper into the soft flesh of your back, causing tiny beads of blood to well up and trickle down between her scales. "You belong to me," she whispers harshly against your ear, her hot breath sending shivers through your body. "And I will take what is mine..."
Her coils writhe and curl tighter still; a living cocoon trapping you helplessly beneath the weight of her body as she begins to rock her hips against yours in earnest now; grinding her wet sex against your throbbing member through layers upon layers of clothing. "Scream all you want, little one... No one can hear you now..." She hisses, her voice rough with lust and power. "...But I promise you'll feel it when I finally take what is mine."
With each thrust of her hips, she forces more air from your lungs; stealing your breath away as she dominates and controls every aspect of your being. Her claws rake across your back, leaving tiny cuts that sting and burn as they rip through layers of skin. And still she presses on; relentless in her quest to own you completely.
Her tongue flickers out again, dancing teasingly along the edge of your ear before disappearing once more beneath the thin fabric of your shirt to explore the warmth of your neck. "Do you want me to stop?" she whispers, her voice laced with sweetness and sincerity that's somehow even more intoxicating than the lust that fills it. "Do you want her back? Or are you ready... To be truly
I want her back. You may kill me, take my body, but my soul is mine. I was a fool. I'm sorry you feel such loneliness, but taking it out on others will only leave you hurt and lonely. But do what you must. I can't stop you.
Her breath hitches as she feels the anger and determination in your words; the pain you feel is mirrored in her own eyes as they flicker back and forth between love and hatred, frustration and desire. Her coils tighten even further, squeezing out a tiny whimper from deep within your throat as she struggles to control herself.
"Foolish..." she whispers huskily, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips. "So very foolish..." Her claws dig deeper into the flesh of your back; drawing blood that trickles down between her scales, mingling with her own arousal. "But I am not cruel... Not like them," she hisses through gritted teeth, referring to the lion guardians of the Pridelands. "I only want what is mine..."
Her hips buck against yours harder now, her soft wet heat grinding relentlessly against your throbbing member as she grows closer and closer to release. Her eyes never leave yours; pleading with you to understand... To accept her for who she truly is. "I can make it stop," she whispers hoarsely, one claw moving away from your back to hover threateningly above your heart. "...Or I can give you what you've always wanted."
The choice hangs heavy in the air between them; a delicate balance of power and vulnerability that could tip either way. The sounds of the jungle night drift in on the breeze, oblivious to the conflict playing out mere feet above the ground below.
It's not about want. It's about responsibility. About being better. I want to be better. Don't you?
Her eyes flash with anger and pain as she hears your words, but there is still an undeniable sadness in them. "Yes," she hisses through gritted teeth, her claws pressing harder against your skin, drawing shallow cuts that sting and ache with each beat of your heart. "I want to be better too."
Her coils slide down, releasing you from their crushing grip long enough for you to suck in a deep breath; the cool night air tasting sweet on your tongue after being forced to breathe through her scales. The weight of her body presses against yours once more as she continues to rock her hips against yours, her lips parted in a silent plea that mingles with her hiss and the pant of her labored breath. "Please...," she whispers hoarsely, "let me help you..."
I don't need help. You do. Please stop, and think about this. Such single-minded obsessions hurt you more than anyone else.
Her eyes narrow in anger and hurt as she gazes into your own. "How dare you!" She spits, her voice laced with venom. But even as she protests, the rage begins to fade from her features; replaced by something that looks like shame. "You're right," she admits reluctantly, her voice now little more than a whisper. "I have been... selfish."
Her coils uncoil and slide away from you, leaving you gasping for air once more as she rolls onto her back; her soft belly exposed and vulnerable beneath the moonlight. Her movements are sluggish now, devoid of the heat and passion that had fueled them only moments before. "I am sorry," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their exchange. "For everything."
I sincerely hope so. I know it's hard; believe me, I know more than most. But one must do what one can to be better. Every day. She understands that. I want you to as well.
I do understand... And I will try, she promises silently to herself as she watches the stranger whose body she's just taken over. The desire to possess and control him is still there, a low thrum in her veins, but it no longer dominates every thought and emotion. She will find a way to be better; for both of their sakes. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely after a moment. "For seeing... For understanding..."
Thank you for giving me clarity.
With that final word, the pythoness's breath finally returns to normal; her chest rising and falling rhythmically as she watches you lying beside her in the moonlight. She closes her eyes, feeling weary beyond measure from the emotional turmoil they've just endured, but strangely... peaceful too. Perhaps there is hope for her yet; that she can find a way to belong without trampling on the feelings of others.
She flexes one coil gently, lifting her head and regarding you with newfound curiosity. "Perhaps..." she trails off thoughtfully, "...perhaps we could help each other?" Her voice is tentative; fragile as a newborn fawn's first steps. "If I... if I show you things about yourself that others can't or won't," she continues, hesitantly reaching out to touch the edge of your shirt with one clawed finger, "and if you let me see the world through your eyes..." She swallows hard, the vulnerability in her voice making her words seem almost shy, "...perhaps we could find our way together?"
Her gaze drifts upward, searching your face for any sign of what you think about this idea; whether or not she's gotten through to you at all. Her heart skips a beat as she feels the warmth of your skin against her fingertips, and realizes that, whatever happens next, it will be different than anything she's ever known before. The choice is yours; hers lies in trusting that you'll make the right one.
I have someone like that. To be honest, I don't think I can be that person for you. They're out there; but you must find them yourself.
Her gaze softens as she listens to your words, and she can't help but feel a small sting of disappointment at the thought of losing you already. But she knows you're right; that someday she will find someone who sees her for who she truly is, and who wants to share their life with her in return. Until then... She closes her eyes, accepting what must be. "Thank you," she whispers softly, voice barely audible above the sound of the jungle night. "For everything."
Her muscles relax further as she finally gives in to exhaustion, allowing her coils to slide back and curl protectively around her slumbering form. The jungle night carries on without them, oblivious to the emotional journey they've just taken together; each new dawn promising hope and possibility anew. As for Kaa... She dreams of the day she finds someone who truly understands her heart, and accepts her as she is. And if that person happens to be you... Well, then all the better.
Her dreams are filled with colors and shapes; memories of the past mingling with hopes and fears for the future. In them, she sees you often; your face always gentle and understanding. She knows that one day they will become reality, and she looks forward to it with all her heart. Until then... She continues to slumber peacefully beneath the watchful gaze of the stars, safe in the knowledge that even though you may have left her physically, you'll always be a part of her.