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 "I hate you Bageera!  Why do I have to go to the man village anyway?!"

   Bageera the panther had had quite enough of the impudent mancub.  He
cursed the day that man had blighted the jungle with such a rude
mean-spirited brat like dear Mowgli.  Many seasons had passed since he'd
found the small baby bundled up in a wicker basket, and with the wolf pack
snuffed up in one of Share Khan's purges, he had no choice but to count on
Baloo take care of him.  This backfired royally, the boy never learning
respect to the many ferocious beasts that roamed the deep forbidding
jungle. Soon the boy would be reaching manhood, and the fires of passion
would burn hot through his being.  And the last thing Bageera wanted to
deal with in his old age was a rowdy, reckless, cocksure young man to
reckon with.

   Roughly the panther pushed Mowgli's bare rump up the tall tree trunk,
shoving him up to a high branch where the both of them were sure to be safe
for the night.  But safety in the jungle was often an illusion, as Mowgli
would find during a chance meeting with a crafty Indian python.

   "Now now Mowgli, there'll be no more arguing," Bageera scolded.

   Mowgli pulled himself up to the branch, and plopped right down with his
arms crossed angrily.  Leaning against the cool bark of the tree trunk, he
glared at the mean panther silently.

   Bageera, in a moment of sympathy for the boy, sighed and tried to
explain the need for Mowgli's exodus.

   "Man cub, you've lived all of your short life frolicking and eating bugs
with that carefree bear Baloo.  Please understand me when I say there's a
side to this jungle you're blind to.  You may think you're able to handle
yourself against normal predators, but Share Khan is the tiger lord of
these lands.  And him and his pride have made it their mission to eradicate
any man who enters his domain.  You're much more safer with your own kind."

   Mowgli's eyes welled up a bit with tears, and the panther heard a faint
sniffling.

   "But I thought you and Baloo were my friends," Mowgli cried.  "And now
you want nothing to do with me."

   Bageera thought of nuzzling up to the boy and comforting him, but kept
his stiff upper lift and dignity.  Instead he rested his head on his paws
and stared out at the twinkle of the fires burning in the night sky.

   "Please go to sleep mancub," the panther said drowsily.

   Mowgli snapped a fallen twig and threw it down to the jungle below.  He
felt a mixture of sadness and betrayal, the two companions who had ever
been there for him were turning him away, 'for his own good.' Bageera had
rambled on and on about the man-village, but never said enough for Mowgli
to desire living there.  This was his home, his friends, his family.  And
now he would be alone.

   While Mowgli fumed, a sinister python stuck his head down from a higher
branch to get a look at the mancub who had made so much noise.  Slowly he
stuck his big yellow eyed head out close to the boy.

   "What do we have here?," Kaa hissed.  "It's a mancub.  A deliciousssss
mancub."

   Mowgli didn't give any mind to the irritating snake other than a
childish raspberry, turning to his side to mope some more with his
thoughts.

   "Just go away and leave me alone!," Mowgli yelled.

   Kaa so wanted to have fun with the mancub, giving him pleasure and
relief from all his troubles.  But the boy would barely give him the time
of day.  Although his powers of mesmerism and seduction were legendary, he
still had his own subtle little ways to get the mancub to 'see' things his
way.

   "I heard you and that panther arguing, and I don't blame you," Kaa said
in a caring tone.  "He's obliviosssss to the bare neccessssities."

   Mowgli's ears piqued at Kaa's mention of Baloo's wisdom.  Maybe this
silly snake was worth paying attention to after all.  With all attention
front and center, the mancub looked inquisitively over to his uninvited
guest.

   "I just want to stay in the jungle," Mowgli said plainly.  "For that I
would give just about anything."

   Kaa chuckled deviously and shifted his coils to soon ensnare the mancub.
This was all too easy.

   "Yesss mancub, I can make it so you'll never have to leave this jungle."

   Mowgli furrowed his brow incredulously.

   "And how would you do that?," the boy asked.

   Kaa's yellow eyes burst in brilliant spirals of color, captivating
Mowgli almost instantly.

   "Sssssssimple, you'll be my sssssssslave.  Go to ssssssleeeep..."

   Mowgli's eyes bulged and spun with spirals.  His crossed arms fell
limply to his sides, and his mouth drooped open in awe at the pretty colors
bombarding his senses.  It was so hard to think now.  His mind grew muddled
and hazy, and the boy could think of nothing to do but stare closer and
closer into the snake's brain dulling eyes.  He was completely oblivious to
the thick ropes of snake coils creeping up his lithe yielding body.

   "Sssssssssleeep," the snaked hissed, bringing Mowgli further and further
to submission.

   Mowgli was exhausted, drained of all struggle.  His primal fight or
flight instincts had abandoned him.  Nothing mattered but the spirals, and
sleeping.  His eyes drooped, but opened wide just to get a glimpse of the
beauty of Kaa's light show.  A slithered coil gently grazed his quickly
hardening boy dick, making Mowgli moan slightly at the contact.  The mancub
had never paid much mind to boy parts before, but the snake's coils
dragging on his bare skin was almost electric.  The sensation of the scales
rubbing up against his puffy little boy nubs made his body tense.  His body
responded to these intoxicating touches for the first time.  A small part
of him felt confused and frightened by the feelings, Mowgli thoughtlessly
murmured the name of his protector.

   "B-b-bagerrra," the boy moaned.

   Quickly Kaa constricted the coils around the mancub's throat, cutting
off his airway and stopped him from alerting the panther.  The python
lifted the trapped helpless boy off the branch and looped his coils under
him.  The coils passed through Mowgli's thighs and brushed the mancub's fat
little rump, inflaming his animal passions even more.  He stared full bore
at the spirals, his mind falling to the snake's dominating gaze.  It was as
if they were drugging him with pleasure itself, and the coils viciously
rubbing every inch of bare skin only intensified this feeling.  Mowgli
cried up in ecstasy, his body bucking and writhing in the tight confines of
his scaly prison.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!," the mancub screamed.

   Passion spurted from Mowgli's loins for the first time, shooting
shooting out like a cannon into the dark of the jungle twilight.  In that
instant the mancub officially became a man.  And at the same time, Kaa's
beloved.

   Kaa looked warmly at the silly mancub, the boy's dumb blank grin spread
wide on his sweet boyish face.

   "Ssssssstay with me forever mancub.  Let me be your masssssssster."

   "Yesssss masssster," Mowgli said dreamily.

   And with that the boy slumped down into the coils in a dreamless sleep.

   In the ages onward, the animals tell the legend of Kaa, a seductive
python who willed a man to do his bidding and rid the jungles of the
fearsome Khan.  But that is a story for another time...