Coiled Encounter
By Limewah
Story for MrFurelli
18+

Climbing up the giant tree to spend the night seemed like a fun idea at the time. In spite of their different sizes Pennelope and Aoi were both in good enough shape to scale it without much difficulty. 
The issue was the rough bark. Pennelope swore her hands were covered in splinters. The chubby panda kept wiping and clapping them to try and get rid of any lingering irritation. She wasn’t sure if it was working. 
She put her hands back on the thick branch and leaned forward. The branch was broad and strong enough to take her full weight, thankfully. She’d managed to find a place to wedge her thick thighs to ensure that she wouldn’t slip and fall off it. It was a long way down, after all, and breaking her neck would be a terrible way to end their date.
Not that this date had been the smoothest ride anyway. She was never a big fan of hiking. Or camping. Or climbing big old trees. That was more her girlfriend’s thing. But she’d put up with it – she liked Aoi too much not to.

Pennelope looked back towards the hilt of the branch. Aoi was sitting on the branch rather than straddling it, and she leaned slightly against the tree trunk. The slender blue macaw was looking down at the jungle floor, her legs kicking slightly as though she were sitting on a swing. She looked far more excited than Pennelope did. Her eyes shone behind her large round glasses.
“This is so amazing!” Aoi said. “This view, the sights, the sounds… ! I wish I’d brought my notebook to write all this down. Or… or at least my phone… I’m just gonna have to try and bury it in my brain…”
“Good luck,” Pennelope grumbled, pressing her body into the branch. Her generous stomach and chest squished into the wood, providing a little bit of extra cushioning. She was missing her sleeping bag, though. And she had no idea how far they were from their tent, for that matter. This branch was less uncomfortable than she was expecting… still not great though.. The mild humidity of the evening air did feel nice against her body, especially considering the two of them were only in their underwear - they had left all their clothes and belongings back at camp. 
Whose idea had that been, again? She honestly couldn’t recall.

Pennelope looked towards the jungle floor below for only a moment. It swam and melted together, and her heart somersaulted and danced with her stomach. She shut her eyes tight, focusing her breathing to stave off the lurching vertigo inside her. 
“Why did I agree to this, why did I agree to this…” she said, pulling her legs in closer to squeeze tightly to the branch. She could already tell she wasn’t going to sleep a wink.
“Huh?” Aoi heard the muttering. “What was that, Penn?”
“Nothing, nothing.” Pennelope said, keeping her eyes closed. She tried, and failed, to hide the annoyance in her voice. Aoi stopped talking entirely for a bit, and a silence descended over the tree. The rustle of leaves and the chirping buzz of insects were the only sounds around them for a while. 

Pennelope was surprised to find a yawn push its way out of her throat. A substantial, loud one that made her whole body stiffen up, then relax again at its conclusion. It brought her exhaustion into sharper focus. It wasn’t an unpleasant one, at least. She was comfy, in spite of herself. Maybe she would get some sleep…

“Hey, Pennelope?” Aoi asked, pulling the panda back from the brink of slumber. Pennelope tried not to sigh out loud. 
“Mm?”
“I know we got a little lost today, but…”
Understatement of the year. It had gotten too dark to orient themselves and find their way back to their stuff. And for some reason they didn’t bring any flashlights, or supplies, or even water. If not for those ripe mangoes they found, they would be dehydrated and starving by now. Going up this tree was the best idea Aoi had had, and even that was a pain in the ass.
“Pennelope?” Shit, she’d spaced out and not heard the rest of what Aoi asked.
“Yeah? Sorry, what?”
“Do you think… Do you think we could, uhm… c-cuddle?” Aoi was twiddling her fingers, rubbing her thighs together, her beak downcast. “We’re so high up… it might be exciting!”

Two parts of Pennelope’s psyche competed. The part of her that was still annoyed with Aoi, and the part of her that was falling for her all over again. The fact that Aoi was thinking about having sex now, after the day they had, was both infuriating and adorable. It would be exciting. 
“And dangerous.” part of her wished she hadn’t said that out loud. But it was too late now, she had to commit to it. “You’re better at hiking than I am, and I’m kinda tired. We’ll do it when we get back to the tent.”

That last statement felt like the best way to save it. But she could already tell from Aoi’s response that her feelings were hurt.
“Oh… okay…”
Pennelope opened an eye to look back at Aoi. She was now angling her body more towards the tree trunk. She was hugging her knees, and her segmented talons were scratching little notches into the bark. The panda wanted to say something. But she knew that might not be a good idea. The damage was done, and moving in to cuddle now would only make Aoi feel like she’d guilted her. Better to make it up to her later.

“Love you, Aoi,” she said. “G’night.”
“Mhm…”

Pennelope took one last look at Aoi, then looked away and closed her eyes.
She didn’t catch the shadow that dipped from the trees, or the pair of hungry eyes that were leering at her girlfriend.

–

“Love you, Aoi. G’night.”
“Mhm…”

Aoi looked down towards the jungle floor again. She was kicking herself for not bringing anything to record it with. It would have helped take her mind off the slight ache in her chest. She grasped at a little twig growing out of the tree, and tugged it off with a soft, crisp snap. The wood was thin, a little bit pliant to the touch. She examined it curiously, taking some time to roll it around and around in her feathered fingers. It was about the length of a pen, and a similar thickness. She held it between two of her fingers and traced little lines on her thumb. Trying to absorb as many details of it as she could, and using it to talk herself down from the depressive spiral she was coming dangerously close to.

Pennelope didn’t mean to snap. She was tired. She got snippy when she was tired. 
Aoi felt like she shouldn’t have asked though. That was a mistake. She didn’t want to seem too needy, but she absolutely felt like she was being that way. An old thought, one she’d dealt with for as long as she could remember, began to bounce around inside her head with increasing velocity.. You’re annoying, it said. You’re annoying. You’re annoying.

She focused on the stick. She ran her finger over it, focusing on the texture, the little bumps and grooves. She bent it slightly, looking at the greenish flesh underneath the old grey bark. A scent wafted off it, too. Something sweet and floral. It was soothing. She breathed it in, and pictured the scented air travelling down her throat, into her lungs. 
The repetitive voice was starting to quieten down. She continued to breathe.

“Sssssay now…”
As soon as she heard the hiss, Aoi stiffened up and her head darted in the direction of the sound. The brown head of a python was slowly moving towards her. His massive yellow eyes were looking into hers, and he had a friendly smile. His voice was a weary, aged tenor, rather pleasant on the ears too. 
But he was a giant talking snake. Which meant Aoi’s first reaction was shock and fear. For a fraction of a second, her fight-or-flight instincts jockeyed for dominance, but were overshadowed by the third instinct. She froze, her wide eyes staring back at the snake as he dipped in closer.
“What have we here?” the snake asked, his tongue flitting out to scent the air… and scent her, for that matter. Her initial fear subsided, replaced with caution. She felt awkward, being stared at so intently, and averted her gaze down towards the forest floor.

“Mmmmhmmhmmhmm, it’ssss a pretty bird~!” the snake’s cooing voice showed he was pretty happy to see her. But in the sort of way a leering stranger in a bar might. Now she was feeling just a little uncomfortable. The head followed her, dipping low to make eye contact with her again. The longer he held eye contact with her, the more uncomfortable she felt.  She straddled and turned back to look towards Pennelope. She was curled up, and her body was rising and falling gently.

“A deliccccioussss bird…” this time the snake dipped over her, his tail tickling the top of her head. She shivered a little at that. Was this snake… flirting with her? It really felt that way, from the way he kept trying to make eye contact with her, and his lilting tone.
Or did it want to eat her?
No no, if it was going to eat her, it would have tried to coil her up, surely. 

“S-sorry, I hope we’re not disturbing,” Aoi said. She kept her voice down. It looked like Pennelope was trying to sleep. She didn’t want to annoy her anymore. “Me and my girlfriend just needed a place to sleep for the night.”
She made sure to emphasise that part. Hopefully the snake would get the hint. The snake looked at her with a little bit of confusion, before noticing where she was looking. 
“Ah, yesss, I sssee. You ssseem to be making yourssselves comfortable.”
“Y-yeah…” Aoi said. She was starting to feel a little nervous, from the way the snake was staring. It was a hungry look. It would be easy for her to leap off the branch and glide away, beat a hasty escape. But she wasn’t about to leave her lover behind.  

“P-Pennelope?” Aoi said, a bit louder. She was hugging her elbows, an unconscious defensive gesture. “Maybe we should see about going somewhere else?”
The panda raised her head up, eyes still closed, groaning.
“Aoi, seriously, don’t worry about it,” she said. “We don’t need to move. Please, go to sleep honey. You deserve it.”

The snake started nodding quickly, his eyes gleaming. He had something in mind. Aoi’s heart was gripped with fear.
“N-no, Pennelope, I think-” she started to speak…

“Yessss, honey…” the snake had dipped forward into her vision once again. It felt so wrong hearing him call her that, and his head was invading her personal space like it hadn’t before. Her plumage stood on end as she flinched back.
Aoi was about to scream. But then something funny happened in the old snake’s big bright yellow eyes.
They seemed bigger all of a sudden, brighter.  
The small black pupils changed colour and grew bigger, one blue and one cyan. Rings of colour flowed through the snake’s eyes.
Then they were gone again, all in the space of a fraction of a second. 
Aoi felt a curious dizziness swim through her head. For that brief moment of colour, she’d forgotten everything. Her mind went on pause, and the snake seemed nicer, friendlier, and her emotions and fears melted away… 
It was a momentary lapse, the sort of forgetfulness she got when walking into a new room. She saw the panda’s silhouette past the old snake, blurry and distant.
She remembered that she needed to scream for help, to alert her. 
Before she could even begin to take a breath, the snake’s eyes changed colour for a moment again. Then again. Then again. Then again, and again, and again, until they were flowing pools of rippling concentric colour. 

Each wave of colour washed over her mind like a warm, gentle jacuzzi. The tingles went down her spine, fizzing into her fingers and toes.
She felt heavy. Dizzy. Vague.
Pretty colours. 
Aoi was vaguely aware that her arms were falling by her sides. That her legs were spreading. That her beak was hanging open. That her body was slumping forward. But she was more focused on the colours. 
“Pleeeeasssse, go to sssleeep...” the snake began to sing, in a strange, sing-song tone, his head starting to dance to and fro. His neck was wiggling and rippling along with it, keeping her from getting a bead on the pattern – both of the pretty colours, and of the sway of his body. 
“A-pleeeeease, go to sssleeeep…”
Pretty colours.

There was something undeniably threatening now. Aoi was in danger. She knew that. She was being attacked. But not in a way she would have been able to expect or prepare for.
Not with…

Pretty colours.
Her eyelids were heavy already, and each repetition of “sssleep” only made it more painfully difficult to keep them open. And yet… she couldn’t look away from those bright, dancing eyes. 
Pretty colours.

There was something strange and narcotic about them. Reminding her of the first time she’d tried weed, and felt more in her body and relaxed than she ever had in her life.
This… was nicer.
It was fun trying to make sense of the patterns.
Pretty colours.
They pulsed in different times, with different palettes, and her gaze kept flitting from one to the other as she tried to make sense of the patterns, to appreciate them better. But she kept losing her train of thought. The longer she stared, the more it filled her with pleasure. She felt something slither along her thigh and around her waist, slowly spiralling upwards in a hug that bound her arms to her sides. She didn’t resist. How could she? Why would she?

“Ssssleep little honey…” The snake’s lilting voice was making her feel just as funny and tingly as his eyes were. Aoi felt so confused. She wasn’t attracted to men. At all. And yet, the pretty colours. fascinated and excited her like nothing else she’d ever experienced.
The snake was tracing little circles in the air with his head. Aoi followed them, even though doing so only made her head and eyes feel heavier. She didn’t know why she was following, but she knew she had to stay with the pretty colours. The snake’s snout was tilted downwards, giving her an unobstructed view of his eyes. Her head downturned as well, her eyes forced upwards to try and follow.

Only five or ten seconds had passed. But time had dilated and stretched out for the sleepy bird. All thanks to the pretty colours.

“Ressst in peaccce…” the smooth scaly sensation was travelling further up her body now. Her arms were constricted and pressed gently against her sides, with the confidence of someone who knew they could squeeze tighter at any moment. She couldn’t move them anyway. The only part of her that was moving was her head, and her neck, following the colours with wide-eyed, slack jawed wonder. Her eyelids almost dropped closed every so often, but then shot right back open. There were more yellows, blues, and cyans to look at. She couldn’t stop. She could feel the desire to smile coming on, too, but her face was too relaxed to force a smile at all.

The snake’s head got closer. The tight, constricting feeling was up to her elbows, pressing against her chest, rubbing against her erect nipples. 
“sleeeee-pah~ …. sssleeeeeeep…” he was smiling so pleasantly, and his voice had become a delicate, delicious whisper. Aoi moaned as the smooth scales squeezed and molested her. That moan turned into a yawn. Her eyes fell closed for a moment, and she lost sight of the pretty colours. That was enough for her self-preservation instincts to briefly – briefly – come to the surface again. Her head fell low, and she let out another dazed little groan. 

“Nnnh…” 

Rest in peace… what else could that mean…?
She remembered. She was in danger. She knew it. So was Pennelope. Pennelope. That was her name. She needed to warn her. Warn who? Pennelope. Yes, that was her name. She nearly kept forgetting it, but tried to keep it on the tip of her sluggish tongue. She summoned up the last reserves of her strength, the last bastions of her will that hadn’t succumbed to the onslaught of the pretty colours.
“P-puh… peh…” she croaked. “Pennelop-”

Before she could get the last syllable out, the python’s tail pulled tight around her neck like a vice, squeezing her windpipe and forcing the air out of her lungs. She choked, her eyes shooting wide once again. The snake’s swirls took her away again. She couldn’t breathe, the tail was too tight… but the pretty colours made that seem completely unimportant. When the tail finally relaxed, and she could take a breath again, the absolute, sheer relief finished off what remained of her thoughts. 
There was nothing left but Pretty Colours. All she wanted.

–

Kaa looked into the silly little girl’s eyes. They were whirling rapidly with rings of colour, unfocused and staring at nothing in particular. Along with that, she was grinning a wide, tight smile. Her legs were shot out stiffly beneath her, her talons splayed out. He gave her a little squeeze with his tightly coiled embrace. She didn’t make a sound. Not to mention, he was detecting a very distinct warmth between those thighs. A bit of moisture.
The hungry python loved it when his hypnosis had this arousing effect… it would give the bird a little extra flavour. Hoisting the petite thing was easy enough, and she didn’t so much as whimper. Yes, she was prepared. Kaa could feel his stomach rumbling with anticipation, hidden somewhere up in the trees. 
Dinner was served.
He heard a yawn behind him. 
“Aoi, it’s all right, it’s my fault… you don’t have to apologise to me. Let’s see how we feel in the morning.”
She won’t be here in the morning, Kaa thought to himself, looking right into the feathery morsel’s kaleidoscope eyes. One last look before she went down the hatch.
He didn’t realise he’d voiced that thought out loud.
He began to think -and neither will you- before he was rudely, violently interrupted.

–

“Hnnh?” 
What was that voice? It sounded a little familiar, but Pennelope couldn’t place it. What she did know was that it was a masculine voice. She opened an eye and turned her head to look. “Who’s th-”
She processed a lot in the space of a second. Aoi was suspended in the air, wrapped in thick brown coils with big black spots. She didn’t seem to mind them at all. Her eyes were spinning with colour, and fluttering closed. She’d fallen asleep…? Or was she talking in her sleep?
She looked way too happy to be where she was. Especially since there was a snake’s head just above hers, mouth open wide, ready to devour her.
“HEY!” the panda stopped thinking and started acting. She leapt up from the branch and rushed towards him, adrenaline and anger helping her keep her balance.. “GET AWAY FROM HER!”
She swung her fist at the snake’s face hard, connecting with its mouth and knocking it straight into another branch just above them. It let out a grunt that sounded more like shock than pain. 

The branch shook as Aoi plummeted back onto it, wrapped in those draped coils. 
“Oooooh…” the snake groaned. “My sinussss…” He sounded angry. All of a sudden, Pennelope felt self conscious. She did the mental math… a snake with a head that big, and with coils that long… he was huge. He had an advantage, one that Pennelope was not going to be able to compensate for.
The snake looked towards her, his yellow eyes narrow with fury. He moved slowly towards her, his voice slow and deliberate.
“You have jussst made a ssserioussss missstake, my dear.” as he approached, Pennelope pulled back, looking downward and trying to keep her balance while keeping her pace. It wasn’t enough. She stumbled, barely managing to avoid falling off, but now scrabbling on her butt to try and get some distance. It still wasn’t enough.
“A very sssstupid…” the snake continued. Pennelope’s gaze was drawn to those eyes, glued there by fight-or-flight instincts.
 
“Wait, wait, h-hang on,” Pennelope babbled, “You don’t have to e-eat”
“Misssstake.” the snake punctuated that last word. 

Pennelope thought back to Aoi moments ago. The look in her eyes. She put two and two together, and shut her eyes tight. She could not look. She could not smile. She could not take any-
“Look me in the eye, when I’m ssspeaking to you.”
Maybe just a little look. Her left eye opened. She found herself looking into two whirling pools of colour. Blue, teal, yellow. A strange warm shot down her spine almost immediately. This was what she had been missing…? 
Wow. Pretty Colours.
Nice Pretty Colours.
She knew she had to look away, but she couldn’t move her head. She kept her right eye shut, but her left eye was throbbing… the way her nethers throbbed when Aoi nuzzled her face into it, or when she tickled just above her tail, or…
“W-what’s happening to me…” she croaked, unable to stop herself from smiling. It felt so good, SHE felt so good, this felt so…
The snake surged forward, and for a moment, the pretty colours were all she could see. 
“Both eyes, if you please.” the snake’s voice had no mirth or seductive quality to it. It was angry, stern… but the command was irresistible nonetheless. Pennelope opened her other eye, and let the pretty colours bathe her mind in intoxicating bliss. She couldn’t stop smiling. As the snake pulled his head back, she followed with it, feeling so much better now that she’d given in, feeling so much happier that she could just give in to the pleasure, and she started to feel that familiar tension that came just before a climax but inside her head, squeezing her brain and every atom of her body, and she thought of Aoi, and thought of the pretty colours, and thought of the pretty colours, and thought of the pretty colours, and PING!

She ceased to think entirely.

–

Just like the bird, the panda now stared into space, stiff on the branch, those dark undergarments slightly stained. She had put up little resistance. Then again, Kaa hadn’t toyed with her the way he toyed with the other one. He was too angry to do so. But now that she had fallen under so easily, his anger melted away, replaced with a malicious glee.
“You have a-jusssst ssssealed your dooom…” he giggled darkly. “”Ooh-!”
Something tickled. He looked behind, just in time to see the bird bracing herself against the tree. She had woken up and clambered out of his coils, and was now trying to push the thick loop out of the tree. In his focused anger, he’d not even noticed. He slithered towards her.
“Now now now, dear one,” he said, his voice like milk and honey once again. “Do not do anything sssilly…”
The bird stiffened and tried to scream. But that turned into a coo of pleasant wonder as her eyes filled with Kaa’s rings of colour. There was a tiny flicker of resistance, a half-hearted attempt to cover her eyes. But it was too late. She slid down the tree branch and plopped down, back to the position she started in as she stared with a lost, stupefied look.
“Now then. Back to where we were before…” 
He bobbed his head from side to side, tracing little spirals in the air with the tip of his nose. His tail started from her shoulders, and worked down. He wanted to check that her ‘seasoning’ was still coming along.. As it wrapped around the soft down, the bird did not resist. She simply stared, her beak hanging open, her brow furrowed with dazed confusion. The rings pulsed a little more slowly than before. Some hints of resistance. Those wouldn’t last long.

Once the spiralling tail got down to her thighs, it dove between her legs and found her nethers. So gloriously warm to his cold-blooded touch. Her whole body tensed up, her feathers ruffled and puffing out as she gasped warm breath. Her eyes widened, the spirals vanishing and leaving one eye yellow, the other cyan. 
They started to spiral again moments later, of course. If anything, the awakening that touch brought her served to plunge her deeper. Her talons quivered and clenched as Kaa explored the warm, damp slit underneath her little undergarments. Kaa came closer to her, pouring those colours into her eyes. Her chest and stomach pushed forward as her body arched, her head dipping down as she stared submissively. 
It would take no time at all for the basting to be finished, at this rate…
He could feel her heart racing faster, feel the rise and fall of her body, taste her needy arousal in the air. 
“Nnnnnhhhh-!” she squeaked, the sound a little strangled as a climax crashed into her. Kaa felt the warm muscles clench around his tail, and sticky fluid coating it. He retracted his tail and stared at the slight film of her climax. This was not the first time this happened to a ‘guest’ of his but he knew exactly what he could do with it. 

“Hold ssstill please,” he said, lifting the bird up until her legs had cleared the branch. He turned her slowly in the air, unwrapping his tail and wrapping her up in thicker, sturdier coils. All the while smearing her with her come to ensure she was well-seasoned. Leaving a bit for the other one, too.
“Wheee…” the bird chirped with a vapid giggle.

Kaa’s tail, meanwhile, slowly snaked its way towards the paralysed panda. She was stock still, smiling tightly, perfectly still like a statue. But pushing that tail past her lips was not a problem. From the way she moaned, Kaa could tell this one was familiar with the taste. The way she suckled on his tail to lick it off said as much.
He took some time to admire the two of them. One suckling away, the other staring into space as she turned to and fro.

It was just as delightful as the way they looked earlier that evening.

****
Earlier that evening…
****

The sun was starting to set, and Pennelope and Aoi had managed to find a wonderful view through the canopy. The orange sunlight was breathtaking. Aoi was hugging Pennelope’s arm, and the panda was resting her head on the bird’s shoulder. They didn’t say a word, they simply stared at the beauty for a time. Pennelope broke the silence.
“My shorts are starting to ride up on me a bit.”
Aoi snorted with laughter. “Well, when we get back to the tent you c-can take them off…” 
One of the bird’s wings slid up under Pennelope’s shirt to rub her back, tentatively at first. 
“Mm.” Pennelope sighed. “You can’t wait to see me naked again, huh?”
“Well, I mean, yeah, but I just… I’m looking forward to cuddling and falling asleep together. We haven’t done that yet, have we?”
“Huh, yeah, you’re right, we haven’t.”

Pennelope heard a chuckle from somewhere behind them. Aoi seemed to hear it too, and they shared a brief moment of confusion. Next, they heard a smacking of lips. They both turned, and gasped with fright. Pennelope instinctively leapt in front of her, and the bird was looking fearfully over the panda’s shoulder.
“Excsssscuuuuussse me…” a snake was slowly bearing down on them from above, a big smile on his face, and a strange, pretty look in his eyes. Whirling blues and yellows rippled through them as he got closer. Swaying to the left, to the right, then back to the centre as he closed the gap.
Pretty colours.

–

“I couldn’t help but noticcce…” Kaa cooed, “That you don’t ssseem to be from thisss jungle…” 
Kaa knew these two would not be able to understand him very well already. Using their language was a formality, as his voice was just becoming sense-pleasure for them. He could see it in the way their eyes began to fill with his colours, how their tense expressions melted first from fear, to curious blankness, to warm smiles, and the way their bodies slackened. The panda’s arms fell to her sides, and the bird’s hands slid off her lover’s shoulders. The two of them slumped forward slightly, leaning in closer to the hypnotic assault. Kaa giggled with delight. His tail slid down from the tree tops.

“Might I be a guide for you, perhapsss?” he asked, moving in closer and dipping in low to get them to follow his gaze downward. His tail draped over the blue bird’s head, down under her chin, then back over to stroke through the panda’s hair. He brought his head back up, dipping it up and down. The girls didn’t so much nod as they did slump up and down like zombies. Their smiles had vanished, replaced with a dizzy blankness. Maybe they were resisting. Maybe they weren’t. 
“Well, I know the bessst thing for the two of you,” he said, slowly circling around them and cushioning their heads with his muscular scales. As he got close enough to them,  he heard the bird make a soft little chirp, and the panda squeak out a groan. Their eyes shot wide open, and their smiles were wide and tight. He hugged them in his coils, pressing them cheek to cheek as they stared and their eyes swirled.

“Firssst,” Kaa said, “You mussst ssstrip off sssome of those extra ssskinssss of yoursss.” Some of the little metal clasps and zippers on those outfits would not do well for his digestive tract, after all. His tail tugged gently at their wrists to guide them to their trousers. He blinked away his spirals, content that they would comply. He dipped in low to scent them, the slight scent of exertion and sweat making him salivate. He didn’t know which would be his first course – the thick, voluptuous, fleshy panda or the slim, but toned bird of paradise. Either way, he was in for a two course treat.

They were wearing matching undergarments – blank panties made of some smooth material. He scented them too, his tail tickling against the engorged mounds between their legs. Their soft grunts only aroused his hunger further… he wouldn’t waste time with their upper garments.  His tail slipped in, nestled between the panda’s cleavage, and pulled hard to rip it free. The panda giggled with excitement. As did the bird when he did the same for her.

Kaa licked his lips and pulled his head up above the pair. He turned on his hypnotic charms again, and the two girls craned their necks to follow him, smiling all the while.
“Now then… I would like to have you both for ssssupper. Let me guide you sssomeplaccce, hmmm?”
As they sleepwalked along, following his voice and his eyes, a rather delightful scheme crossed Kaa’s mind. Perhaps it might be fun to play with his food a little longer. Perhaps he could let them get lost on their own, without any awareness of the danger they were in. Let them wander until it was nightfall, and let them “decide” to climb up his tree.
There, he could entrance them all over again.

***

And entrance them he did.
Aside from that near miss.  Two near misses, in fact. His smarting sinus reminded him of the usual mistake he tended to make; getting tunnel vision, too focused on one problem at a time.. But he’d salvaged the situation, and his meals.
Kaa looked back and forth at his two catches. On one there was the bird, his coils draped over her, her eyes fell closed again. On the other end was the panda, wide-eyed and pleasurably paralysed. She had finished cleaning his tail, but had not moved an inch otherwise. The bear would be the more substantial meal of course, but the question was, would the bird make a better appetiser or dessert…?
He should have done it this way to begin with.

While he mulled it over, he decided he might as well bring the two of them together. Kaa’s tail raised up to eye level with the panda. The tip pointed between her eyes and wiggled, catching her swirling gaze. From there, it beckoned and guided her forward. She nodded and crawled along the branch, back towards the waiting pile of coils where her partner lay in wait. 

–

Aoi was having trouble sleeping. It felt that way, at least, like she was slipping in and out of consciousness. But she was also so very comfortable… it was hard to open her eyes. Something was weighing her down, too. A comforter. It was keeping her warm and pleasantly toasty.
She could smell Pennelope though. Feel her breath on her face. Her nose against her beak.
“Mmm…” she opened her eyes, and found herself looking into two strobing, spinning rings of colour. Pennelope was smiling like a puppet, guile-less and blank. 
“P-Penn?” she whispered. No response. 

“Let’sss sssee now…” the snake’s voice met her ears, and the memory of the danger she was in came rushing back. She jammed her eyes shut and put that smile back on her face. That predator couldn’t be the wiser.
“Look at you both. Sssso ssssleepy, and content, sssailing on a sssilver missst…” 
The hiss made her shiver. It was hard not to want to sleep. It was hard not to obey. But she knew if she fell asleep now, she might never wake up again. 
“Before that, why don’t we firm those musssclesss up a little?”
Aoi could feel the coils lift off of her. Penn closed the gap and pressed into her. It would have been easier to be turned on if not for the mortal danger she was in.

Smooth scales pressed into her talons. It was strange how good it felt. But she tried not to think of it too much.
“Come now, let usss go for a little walk.” 
Aoi kept her eyes closed, and kept the deceitful smile on her face. Her talons pressed into the coils, and she lifted one leg up and over the branch, until both of her feet rested on the pliant muscles. 
“Go on, walk, my sssweet little sssnacksss… I will not let either of you fall.”

Aoi snuck a tiny glance with her left eye. A long walkway of coils awaited her, swaying like a rickety rope bridge. She didn’t want to show her fear. Could the snake smell it? She really hoped not. She began to walk, keeping her eyes closed, and focusing on taking one step after the other. The way the coils dimpled as her claws pressed into them. It… wasn’t unpleasant.

She could feel Pennelope was right behind her, very close in fact. She was walking very fast, with none of the reservations or fears Aoi had. The bird picked up the pace, focused on her breathing, keeping her eyes closed and her smile even. But she found that Pennelope was always right behind her. The scent of her exertion and her arousal. Her warmth. It made Aoi feel dangerously weak. 
Come on, Aoi, she chided herself. Stay focused…

The snake’s voice was all around them, cooing and coaxing them on like a proud parent. She tried not to listen. But Pennelope was following some instructions… her hands suddenly were on Aoi’s body. One sliding along her chest and under her bra, the other resting on her thigh before slithering along her lower stomach and down between her - 
“Hhhhh!” She exhaled, trying her hardest not to give in. But Pennelope always knew her weaknesses. If the panda put her mind to it, she could have Aoi climaxing in what felt like seconds. And if she came… she would lose her concentration, and risk falling into the…pretty- 
She had to… hold on…

The coils became a bit steeper, changing from a staircase to a slide. Aoi could already feel her balance starting to shift and fail. A brief eye-fluttering look showed her that a loop of coils was waiting for them, ready to squeeze them tight again. Would that be where they met their end? Would he crush them before he ate them? And if she came, would she-

That thought, plus the distraction from Penelope’s touch,meant that she wasn’t quite as prepared as she should have been. She slipped and fell down, sliding down the coil-slide way faster than she meant to. She yelped and her arms flailed out, grasping instinctually for something, anything that could steady her fall.

It just so happened that she grabbed onto the snake’s neck, and yanked him completely off balance.

It was hard to tell what happened next. She tumbled. She let go of the snake’s head, but could hear him bashing into the tree branches, sliding along the bark, yelping and grunting all the while. 
She grasped onto another length of coils, and let go of it just before it pulled taut and was yanked along with the rest of the snake.

Around the same time she landed on the jungle floor, thankful for being on solid ground, she heard the splat and thump of the snake.
“Ooonh…” the snake sounded shocked, and very dazed. Opening her eyes, Aoi could see he was all dolloped into a clumped pile. It sort of reminded her of a soft serve. The snake’s head was hidden somewhere. 
He started to lift his head up out of the centre of that pile, dizzy and dazed and moaning.
His yellow eyes alighted on Aoi’s, and she froze up with fear - or unconscious aroused excitement.
His angry eyes began to fill with pretty colours, but why was it suddenly sort of darker-?

Plop.
The coils rippled underneath Pennelope as she landed, ass first, right onto the serpent’s face, shoving him deep into the centre of his coil pile once more. The seismic force of the impact made the snake’s coils ripple, shudder and crumple underneath. Pennelope bounced once, before settling on top of the drizzled coils, eyes spiralling away, without a care in the world or a thought in her head. Somehow even that jostle hadn’t snapped her out of unconsciousness. The snake, on the other hand, looked deflated and very much unconscious.

Aoi didn’t waste any time. She could hear the snake snivelling and whimpering, mumbling something about his ‘ssssinusss’, but didn’t care to say anything. She grabbed Pennelope by the wrist and yanked her up, dragging her along as she ran as fast as she could. Penn’s head sort of dangled from side to side as Aoi pulled her along, like she was trying to steal a clothing store mannequin. 

She didn’t think about how ridiculous she looked or how awkward the escape was. She was just counting on getting as far away from that creepy snake as she could…

Her lungs were burning after a while, so she had to stop and take a moment to catch her breath. She looked to her girlfriend. She was swaying on the spot slightly, but otherwise she was gone to the world. Hopefully it wouldn’t last forever…
Looking around, though, Aoi began to notice a few familiar landmarks… they were close to their tent.
“C’mon, Penn,” she said, giving the panda a little tug. “Let’s keep going, we’re almost there…”
She kept looking into Penn’s spiralling eyes. That dizzy smile. That placid look. 
Pretty eyes.

…Huh.
Aoi felt a little twitch, and realised she was still horny, and unsatisfied.
Her beak was chattering nervously, and her face burned.
“Oh boy… that’s awakened something in me, huh…” she murmured to herself. “I’ll have to tell you all about this when you wake up, huh Penn?”
The hypnotised panda just kept smiling.
“Uh… until then…” Aoi didn’t know why she was being so nervous. She unzipped the tent and gestured for her girlfriend to enter. you know how I told you about, uh… how I wanted to, uh…”
The hypnotised panda just kept smiling.
“Never mind,” Aoi said. She’d wanted to work up to this originally. Start with cuddles, gradually work into petting, then eventually reveal that secret little embarrassing fantasy she was hoping her panda would indulge.
Here was an opportunity to skip the foreplay.
“Screw it, it’s now or never. Penn, you look tired… you probably need to sit down, r-right?” 
The hypnotized panda just kept smiling, but her swirling gaze was turned towards Aoi.
“So, h-have a seat.” Aoi couldn’t help but giggle excitedly as she patted her beak. To her delight, Pennelope got the hint, and the next thing she knew, Aoi felt the full weight of her girlfriend’s thick body pressing firmly into her face.
She wasn’t conscious for much longer. But she could think of few better ways of getting smothered to sleep. 
Aside from those coils, maybe…

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