HypnosiShannon

The sun rose and set on the Hypno-Jungle, and as the moon began to shimmer on the flowing waters of the great river, Nanda found herself exhausted from travel. As she slithered into a hideout more secure than the previous one, the white-haired lamia wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep. She had travelled many miles with only a couple of fruits to eat all day, paranoid that the Horde or Khama would come out of the bushes at any second. In addition, she had been travelling with two young women in her coils, whose weight, while small for such an old and strong lamia as her, had taken its toll over time. In her arms was Mika, whose tiny

Ali and Yuki remained unconscious throughout the night, kept safe and warm in the coils of their lamia captors. Khama spent her time with an unconscious Yuki inspecting her favorite toy’s body from head to toe, through a mixture of hand rubbing and coil squeezing. Linde did not leave Ali’s side for the entire night. She constantly checked the sleeping split-lamia’s breathing and inspected the bruise on her back from where her coil had struck. The next morning, both lamias were awoken by quiet grunts from a human girl attempting to escape her coil binds. “Come on…come on…” Yuki quietly muttered to he

e Mother Slime stood still from the neck down as the thin tentacles of goo started to slither through the air to the two suspended young women. Yuki squirmed as she was held upside down by her hands and feet, knowing deep down that her wiggles would not save her. “What happens when the tentacles touch us?” The Korean cutie asked her jungle friend. “Just like the regular Pretty Slimes, we will go into a trance and be enveloped by the slime. Unlike the Pretty Slimes, we won’t be fed so we can be used over time to make new slimes.” Ali focused her eyes on the tentacles, taking a tally of their numbers in her mind.

“Now, I will wrap you up, and we will ssslip out of thisss place asss quickly and quietly asss possssible.” Saeya’s tail slithered under one of Yuki’s pink soles before coming around her ankles. Yuki blushed as the attention was paid to her sensitive feet, but quickly came to her senses and jumped backwards, leaving the yellow coil empty. “Ah!...I would um…I don’t wanna have to be wrapped up…please.” Yuki kept an eye on Saeya’s scales as she spoke, still nervous about this situation she had gotten herself into. “If you want, Yuki, you can ride on my back.” Linde offered

Holly Greene typed on her new laptop with a smile as she reclined her feet onto the footrest which sat just on the other side of her new desk. Melody had specifically bought a desk with no back wall so that her secretary and best friend could put up her bare feet whenever she wanted while she was working. The new office for the spunky hypnotherapist had finally been fully furnished, and it looked fantastic. The thick red carpet was still in place, as Melody’s feet would have put on a riot if it had been taken, but the walls had been painted pink and each one featured a lovely tapestry of varying colors. Holly’s desk was on the le

“We had to tell them! If we didn’t and they tracked you here, they would kill usss all!” Loosetongue the lizard child cried out as he weakly grasped at Ali’s ankle. The jungle girl’s eyes were filled with fire that could not be extinguished. “You know how horrible the Horde is. And still you sent my friend helplessly back to their coils.” Ali pressed her foot harder against Loosetongue’s throat, keeping him pinned to the tree behind him. “We were ssscared…Pleassse…” Loosetongue’s friend Shortstep whimpered from the ground. Ali’s other foot was planted in the