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*sshhhlurp* *ssshuck* *shluuuurpah*

"Uhgg.....mfpgh....glbhuff..."

Two sounds could be heard high up in the canopy. The odd sound of someone...or something...licking, no, sucking, no, maybe both, on an object. A juicy fruit perhaps? A leaf filled with crystal clear water? And another sound. Muffled gargles? Choked moans of pleasure? Gasps for air and heavy breathing? That was a more accurate guess.

For up way up in the canopy, resident jungle boy Dylan Lopez was being suspended in mid air, held only by the thick and girthy scales that were wrapped oh so tightly around his neck, chest, stomach, and left leg. Those strong coils belonging to Kaa the burmese python were once again at home squeezing the man cub's toned and leaned muscles, like they had so many times before. Squeezing and rubbing, squeezing and caressing, in and out, in and out, around the jungle stud's loincloth almost naked body bundled only in his two flap loincloth. But wait, was Dylan really ok with this? The man cub hated Kaa and dealing with any serpents living in the jungle. He found them untrustworthy, perverted, and just plain creepy. Also they usually had a weird obsession with his feet? The stubborn jungle boy was also a pain to deal with, being rude and arrogant to everyone he met. So how did Kaa tame the wild and savage Dylan? The 19 year old hothead was not one to enter any snake's coils willingly, let alone for a squeeze sesh.

Emphasis on the word "willingly."

"Sssso glad to have you back in my coilsss Dylan. It'sss been too long sssince you lasssst ssstumbled upon my tree. And I'm glad thisss time you have a much better attitude...and put your bessst foot forward assss they ssssay. Or right foot, whichever" The slick and slimy python hissed, giggling at his own joke. He smacked his lips, staring up to face the jungle boy's, well, face.

And what a face it was. Dylan was quite handsome at 19. A strong and hearty jungle man in the making. The Hispanic man cub's short brown curls rested on the coil that dug into his neck and pushed up against his cheeks up to give the stud a comical chipmunk look. His normally light brown complexion was beet red from the intense squeezing he was receiving, sweat dripping down his chest, brow, and back. the pec around his chest gave a big heave and made his cut pecs pop like a pair of rubber balls, practically about to burst. His muscular arms were pinned at his side and his fingers stretched out from the pressure of Kaa's coils constriction, twitching and tensing.

"Dylan? You will ssspeak when you are sssspoken too jungle boy" Kaa hissed as the coil around the man cub's neck squeezed even tight, resulting in a big *GULP* to escape from Dylan's puffed lips. "Ruh...right foo...foot..." The jungle boy wheezed.

Kaa giggled and licked his lips. "Not one for sssmall talk but I'm glad we're on the sssame page....back to busssinesss..." Going back to the python's earlier joke and Dylan's odd comment regarding his right foot, Kaa turned his eyes back to what he had been focusing on before. You guessed it, Dylan's right foot.

Being a jungle boy and island dweller, standard protocol required man cubs to wear only loincloths and girl cubs loincloths and bra. No other "extra skins" allowed, leaving jungle dwellers bare foot. It was good for running through the trees, climbing up rocky surfaces and vines, but bad when coming across a toe loving snake. Not all, but most serpents of the jungle have developed an unusual "fetish to feet" as they have no limbs of their own. They are obsessed with how cute, sensitive, and soft these parts of the human body are. These trickster snakes have figured out that any sort of touching of the soles and toes resulted in the jungle hunk or jungle babe to squirm, giggle, or touch a nerve. This always led to their guard falling and then boom: total submission.

Kaa's maw slightly opened, allowing his wet, forked tongue to slither out. It dripped with the snake's slimy flukes as it inched toward's the jungle boy's waiting arch. Dylan's free right leg was someone elevated up so his bare foot was lifted in the direction of the python's mouth. His wide, meaty sole faced the snake, the man cub's long round toes bent back in anticipation. Before their encounter Dylan actually hadn't bathed in a few days, a bad habit the jungle boy possessed. The bottom's of his feet had collected quite the layer of dirt, sweat had begun to stick in between his toes, Dylan's soles getting roughed by the jungle ground, a musky scent starting to emit from the stud's toes. But now...they were anything but dirty. The last bit of grime had been licked clean, leaving Dylan's sole wet, slimy, and sqeuaky clean. His once brown colored sole was back to it's peachy glory, his flesh soft and glossy from Kaa's maw and no longer stained with grass burns or tree back scuffs. Every last bit of sweat had been sucked off leaving the jungle boy's big toes wrinkled and squishy, like his foot had been soaking in the water for way too long. And when Kaa's large tongue made contact with the jungle boys feet again, his soft and slimy taster pressing into Dylan's deep arch, the man cub gasped and let out a joyous squeal...or tried to considering he was being partially choked.

Dylan was smiling like an fool! His lips were spread to comical proportions. Stretching from ear to ear, his goofy grin showed the whole jungle that the man cub was stupidly happy! Maybe the hotheaded jungle boy had been tamed! Maybe Dylan had finally realized that not all snakes were bad and that he could trust anyone in the entire jungle! Or maybe he was just very, very hypnotized.

Upon hearing that giggle Kaa opened one eye and look up, giggling at the sight. Dylan was grinning yes, but if you looked even further up you could see his eyes. Those wide, brow- wait no not brown. Blue. Red. Green? Yellow?

Yup Dylan was hypnotized alright. Instead of his usual cocoa pupils, the jungle boy's eyes were filled with hypnotic rainbow rings that work in unison to render the man cub a mindless vegetable. They patterns changed and flowed at different speeds in each eye, successfully confusing the poor man cub and simultaneously Breaking Dylan's mind. Ridding him of every thought, care, and resistant feeling, and replacing them with blissful, body numbing, mind frying pleasure. The pleasure that made Dylan happy and smile like an idiot. The bliss that told Dylan he didn't want to be anywhere else in the jungle. That told Dylan it was good to obey Master Kaa...that something this amazing couldn't be all bad. And the bliss that told Dylan to lift his leg and give Kaa his foot. Master Kaa was going to clean his foot. Or did he say taste? Eh who cares. His feet belonged to master! They were so big...so smelly...so dirty....yea...it's good to get them cleaned...oh god that felt good...Dylan had been walking for hours...he was so stupid to not take Kaa's original invitation into his coils...why had he put up a fight...didn't matter cause Master Kaa had helped him see things his way...it was better to give in...to relax and obey....to give Kaa his feet...good man cubs obeyed...good man cubs were still in master's soft, comfortable coils....Dylan wanted to be a good man cub so badly...oh that felt heavenly...the way master's tongue pressed into the sore ball of his foot...how it traveled up and down his arch too ease the tense muscle that hid there....how it slide in and out, all around his toes and gave the each little kisses starting at the big toe and ending at his pinky...how it hugged the sides of his foot and squeezed the fleshiest parts...good man cubs were mindless....good man cubs obeyed....good man cubs let master lick their soles and suck their toes....good man cubs liked having their feet played with....yea...Dylan liked feet play...feet play felt good....feet play felt...really good...

"My oh my! Looksss like ssssomeone isss enjoying themssselvesss a little too much!" Kaa had been eyeing Dylan's spiraling eyes, to ensure the stupefied stud was still, stupefied. But then he felt something pushing against the coils around Dylan's waist and looked to find....the mesmerized man cub's very prominent boner!

"But nothing wrong with a little too much pleasssure now isss there" Kaa chuckled as he closed his eyes and resumed his foot worshipping. Dylan let out a gargled response, along the lines of "Yes Master" or "No Master" or "Fuck this feels good please keep worshipping my feet". Either way Kaa got the message and continued to tease the jungle boy's toes, soothe his soles, lick his...well you get the jist.

The canopy was once again filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, choked moans, odd sucking, and violent licking. But now you have a better picture of why that is. So if I were you I'd keep walking and let the python enjoy his pet. He'll let Dylan go eventually...maybe. Or you could try to rescue the helpless man cub, and risk ending up a reprogrammed slave yourself! Or...you could climb. a nearby tree and watch silently, getting hard in your own loincloth at the sight of a stubborn hunk getting what he deserves.

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Hope you enjoyed this miny story to go along with feger23 amazing comm he did for me! It's better than I ever could have expected! Hopefully Dylan is rescued soon, but judging from recent events doesn't look like he wants to escape or be saved! More kaatent coming soon! (colored version also coming soon )

Description
*sshhhlurp* *ssshuck* *shluuuurpah*

"Uhgg.....mfpgh....glbhuff..."

Two sounds could be heard high up in the canopy. The odd sound of someone...or something...licking, no, sucking, no, maybe both, on an object. A juicy fruit perhaps? A leaf filled with crystal clear water? And another sound. Muffled gargles? Choked moans of pleasure? Gasps for air and heavy breathing? That was a more accurate guess.

For up way up in the canopy, resident jungle boy Dylan Lopez was being suspended in mid air, held only by the thick and girthy scales that were wrapped oh so tightly around his neck, chest, stomach, and left leg. Those strong coils belonging to Kaa the burmese python were once again at home squeezing the man cub's toned and leaned muscles, like they had so many times before. Squeezing and rubbing, squeezing and caressing, in and out, in and out, around the jungle stud's loincloth almost naked body bundled only in his two flap loincloth. But wait, was Dylan really ok with this? The man cub hated Kaa and dealing with any serpents living in the jungle. He found them untrustworthy, perverted, and just plain creepy. Also they usually had a weird obsession with his feet? The stubborn jungle boy was also a pain to deal with, being rude and arrogant to everyone he met. So how did Kaa tame the wild and savage Dylan? The 19 year old hothead was not one to enter any snake's coils willingly, let alone for a squeeze sesh.

Emphasis on the word "willingly."

"Sssso glad to have you back in my coilsss Dylan. It'sss been too long sssince you lasssst ssstumbled upon my tree. And I'm glad thisss time you have a much better attitude...and put your bessst foot forward assss they ssssay. Or right foot, whichever" The slick and slimy python hissed, giggling at his own joke. He smacked his lips, staring up to face the jungle boy's, well, face.

And what a face it was. Dylan was quite handsome at 19. A strong and hearty jungle man in the making. The Hispanic man cub's short brown curls rested on the coil that dug into his neck and pushed up against his cheeks up to give the stud a comical chipmunk look. His normally light brown complexion was beet red from the intense squeezing he was receiving, sweat dripping down his chest, brow, and back. the pec around his chest gave a big heave and made his cut pecs pop like a pair of rubber balls, practically about to burst. His muscular arms were pinned at his side and his fingers stretched out from the pressure of Kaa's coils constriction, twitching and tensing.

"Dylan? You will ssspeak when you are sssspoken too jungle boy" Kaa hissed as the coil around the man cub's neck squeezed even tight, resulting in a big *GULP* to escape from Dylan's puffed lips. "Ruh...right foo...foot..." The jungle boy wheezed.

Kaa giggled and licked his lips. "Not one for sssmall talk but I'm glad we're on the sssame page....back to busssinesss..." Going back to the python's earlier joke and Dylan's odd comment regarding his right foot, Kaa turned his eyes back to what he had been focusing on before. You guessed it, Dylan's right foot.

Being a jungle boy and island dweller, standard protocol required man cubs to wear only loincloths and girl cubs loincloths and bra. No other "extra skins" allowed, leaving jungle dwellers bare foot. It was good for running through the trees, climbing up rocky surfaces and vines, but bad when coming across a toe loving snake. Not all, but most serpents of the jungle have developed an unusual "fetish to feet" as they have no limbs of their own. They are obsessed with how cute, sensitive, and soft these parts of the human body are. These trickster snakes have figured out that any sort of touching of the soles and toes resulted in the jungle hunk or jungle babe to squirm, giggle, or touch a nerve. This always led to their guard falling and then boom: total submission.

Kaa's maw slightly opened, allowing his wet, forked tongue to slither out. It dripped with the snake's slimy flukes as it inched toward's the jungle boy's waiting arch. Dylan's free right leg was someone elevated up so his bare foot was lifted in the direction of the python's mouth. His wide, meaty sole faced the snake, the man cub's long round toes bent back in anticipation. Before their encounter Dylan actually hadn't bathed in a few days, a bad habit the jungle boy possessed. The bottom's of his feet had collected quite the layer of dirt, sweat had begun to stick in between his toes, Dylan's soles getting roughed by the jungle ground, a musky scent starting to emit from the stud's toes. But now...they were anything but dirty. The last bit of grime had been licked clean, leaving Dylan's sole wet, slimy, and sqeuaky clean. His once brown colored sole was back to it's peachy glory, his flesh soft and glossy from Kaa's maw and no longer stained with grass burns or tree back scuffs. Every last bit of sweat had been sucked off leaving the jungle boy's big toes wrinkled and squishy, like his foot had been soaking in the water for way too long. And when Kaa's large tongue made contact with the jungle boys feet again, his soft and slimy taster pressing into Dylan's deep arch, the man cub gasped and let out a joyous squeal...or tried to considering he was being partially choked.

Dylan was smiling like an fool! His lips were spread to comical proportions. Stretching from ear to ear, his goofy grin showed the whole jungle that the man cub was stupidly happy! Maybe the hotheaded jungle boy had been tamed! Maybe Dylan had finally realized that not all snakes were bad and that he could trust anyone in the entire jungle! Or maybe he was just very, very hypnotized.

Upon hearing that giggle Kaa opened one eye and look up, giggling at the sight. Dylan was grinning yes, but if you looked even further up you could see his eyes. Those wide, brow- wait no not brown. Blue. Red. Green? Yellow?

Yup Dylan was hypnotized alright. Instead of his usual cocoa pupils, the jungle boy's eyes were filled with hypnotic rainbow rings that work in unison to render the man cub a mindless vegetable. They patterns changed and flowed at different speeds in each eye, successfully confusing the poor man cub and simultaneously Breaking Dylan's mind. Ridding him of every thought, care, and resistant feeling, and replacing them with blissful, body numbing, mind frying pleasure. The pleasure that made Dylan happy and smile like an idiot. The bliss that told Dylan he didn't want to be anywhere else in the jungle. That told Dylan it was good to obey Master Kaa...that something this amazing couldn't be all bad. And the bliss that told Dylan to lift his leg and give Kaa his foot. Master Kaa was going to clean his foot. Or did he say taste? Eh who cares. His feet belonged to master! They were so big...so smelly...so dirty....yea...it's good to get them cleaned...oh god that felt good...Dylan had been walking for hours...he was so stupid to not take Kaa's original invitation into his coils...why had he put up a fight...didn't matter cause Master Kaa had helped him see things his way...it was better to give in...to relax and obey....to give Kaa his feet...good man cubs obeyed...good man cubs were still in master's soft, comfortable coils....Dylan wanted to be a good man cub so badly...oh that felt heavenly...the way master's tongue pressed into the sore ball of his foot...how it traveled up and down his arch too ease the tense muscle that hid there....how it slide in and out, all around his toes and gave the each little kisses starting at the big toe and ending at his pinky...how it hugged the sides of his foot and squeezed the fleshiest parts...good man cubs were mindless....good man cubs obeyed....good man cubs let master lick their soles and suck their toes....good man cubs liked having their feet played with....yea...Dylan liked feet play...feet play felt good....feet play felt...really good...

"My oh my! Looksss like ssssomeone isss enjoying themssselvesss a little too much!" Kaa had been eyeing Dylan's spiraling eyes, to ensure the stupefied stud was still, stupefied. But then he felt something pushing against the coils around Dylan's waist and looked to find....the mesmerized man cub's very prominent boner!

"But nothing wrong with a little too much pleasssure now isss there" Kaa chuckled as he closed his eyes and resumed his foot worshipping. Dylan let out a gargled response, along the lines of "Yes Master" or "No Master" or "Fuck this feels good please keep worshipping my feet". Either way Kaa got the message and continued to tease the jungle boy's toes, soothe his soles, lick his...well you get the jist.

The canopy was once again filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, choked moans, odd sucking, and violent licking. But now you have a better picture of why that is. So if I were you I'd keep walking and let the python enjoy his pet. He'll let Dylan go eventually...maybe. Or you could try to rescue the helpless man cub, and risk ending up a reprogrammed slave yourself! Or...you could climb. a nearby tree and watch silently, getting hard in your own loincloth at the sight of a stubborn hunk getting what he deserves.

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Hope you enjoyed this miny story to go along with feger23 amazing comm he did for me! It's better than I ever could have expected! Hopefully Dylan is rescued soon, but judging from recent events doesn't look like he wants to escape or be saved! More kaatent coming soon! (colored version also coming soon )