You may (or may not) recall the strange case of ‘Steve Hawkes’, the ruthless vice president of his firm who at last abused one employee too many, and found himself reduced to a crude, savage jungle-man with one sip of water. Not long after this occurred, and the entire ‘scandal’ surrounding the loss of one of the law firms most prominent figures was covered up, something even more unexplained transpired. Much happier at his job at the absence of Steve, the lowly cubicle dweller that had knowledge of hypnosis set his sites on happier prospects. He chanced to meet a panther by the name of ‘Russell Turnbull’, a kind, warm-hearted soul who took a liking to our mystery mesmerizer, and they began seeing one another, getting close. He soon found out that Russell, a devoted jungle botanist, seemed to hold more love for the exotic plants he studied, rather then just another pawn of a highly acclaimed business. This of course wasn’t true, and when confronted with it Russell tried to beseech this twisted transporter of minds that his attention to plants with only a passionate hobby…but to no avail. Engulfed by rage and jealously, this fur once again dug into his vast knowledge of hypnotic devices and potions, and found a plant that ‘coerced’ Russell to do and think what he desired, with the noxious fumes it expelled. Enticed by the irony of using a plant to entrance a botanist, he molded Steves mind into believing he was a character in one of his favorite stories, ‘The Jungle Book’; Mowgli. Sending him out into the jungle, he didn’t stop at merely creating one character in the book, but made a second as well. Bringing to life an enormous inflatable boa constrictor and ordering it to find and devour the panther who believed he was Mowgli; he felt assured it would be the end of Russell.

Another idea, much like the one for 'Steve' that I had to get down on aper, and finished before I could focus on anything else. I hadn't originally planned to tie his story in with Steves, but when I thought about the original I thought...eh, it'd fit. Another Open canvas picture, alot more experimenting going on, not entirely satisfied with making the snake looking 'latexy', but it's decent enough. Oh, and so hung up on this pic I was I even wrote a 'short' story to go along with it...if he does well enough I might add more too it!

---Da Story---

He had been left there, far as he knew, alone in the darkness of the jungle, with its tangled vines and exotic plants in all shades of green, that all appeared a dark blue in the blackness of night. Some umbrella sized leaves were sparsely lit by the moonlight that filtered in through some of the larger trees leaves however, leaving the panther some light by which to guide him to wherever he was going. He knew not where he was going however, yet in his mind he was certain he should know exactly where he was. As if he knew this strange, uncharted land intimately, finding it peculiar he could not recollect even the travel worn path that stretched out before him.
“Odd, so odd.” The panther muttered in reflection, his amber eyes darting around in every direction, as if in search of a sign or post marker to guide him in the right direction. No such landmarks appeared for him though, even as the time rolled on, hours upon hours of walking aimlessly upon bare footpads, wet with the moisture of the cool summer night. Concern began to take hold of him, the sleek fur of his brow knotting in confusion as his eyes searched wildly for some sort of indication of where he must go.
“Bagheera…Bagheera would know, but where is he?” The panther asked himself, believing, as he was meant to believe, the ever dependable, steadfast guide in the Rudyard Kipling novel was indeed his caretaker now. Strange it was indeed the other panther was nowhere to be found, nor was Baloo, King Louie, Shere Kahn or the mischievous and meddling Kaa.
Russell was indeed convinced he was the jungle boy, Mowgli, raised by wolves in the vast African labyrinth known as the jungle. Once a well respected botanist, the once finely dressed, well spoken Black Panther was clad only in an orange wrap around his muscular loins now as he wondered directionless through the low hanging vegetation. Limited to the mind of a child’s, he could no better grasp the idea of the possibility such fairytale characters were unreal then a youth could, leaving him helpless and alone. Exposed to all the dangers the jungle had at its disposal, most of which, to Russell fortune, all slumbered in the illumination of the moons glow overhead.
All, save one
Not far behind the panther that wandered adrift, a large boa constrictor slithered, near silently upon the same worm path the Russell had been favoring. No ordinary snake this was however, but one forged through the strange workings of a sorcerers claws, made of latex and filled with air, his sleek body glistened under the light of the full moon. Its colors were of blue and lime green, with dark purple spots that ran along its back. It had no name, least that it was aware of, but it’s creator knew that the unsuspecting panther would believe it was ‘Kaa’, the infamous snake that attempted to devour Mowgli upon numerous occasions. Its master hoped this seemingly flawless creation would be somewhat more successful then its inspiration, however.
The snake wore a long, venomous smile upon its face, its beady eyes nearly vanishing within the rubbery latex that made up his lids. Quickly he closed the gap between him and the hapless panther, soon finding himself a chance in which he could move ahead of Russell. Taking it, the nearly 20 foot long, inflatable reptilian curled itself right in front of Russell, blocking the otherwise clear path.
Startled, the panther recoiled at first, taking a few steps away from the giant snake. But as his surprise started to abate, he fixed the devious creature with a stern look, easily reflecting that of a stubborn Childs expression when they didn’t get their way.
“Move, Kaa, I haven’t time for you.” Russell muttered impatiently, bravely ignoring the natural twinge of fear that ran through him upon encountering such a creature. He tried then to move around the snake, but the slithering fiend simply rolled his coils sideways, further blocking his path.
“I said MOVE!” Russell bellowed, growing quickly more anxious with every second he was forced to address ‘Kaa’.
“Now iss that anyway to treat one who desires to assisst you in finding your way through this jumbled jungle?” The snake hissed disapprovingly, his smile never wavering. “I’ve been ssent by my master to help you find your pressiouss pals.”
“I don’t believe you.” Russell responded flatly, his brawny hands curling into fists. “Now…get out of my way, I’m warning you.”
“Warning? Me?” The air filled reptile laughed mockingly, using the end of his narrow tail to wipe away a tear of mirth. “I hardly ssee how a little orphaned whelp imagines he hass any meanss to threaten me…but have it your way.”
Forming shoulders with his body, the sinister serpent shrugged dismissively, soon relaxing himself and making to slither off in the opposite direction.
Buying into the bait that Kaa dangled before him now, Russell looked on, shaking his head in disbelief.
“Oh but on teeny, itssy bitsy thing before I go, Mowgli.” Stopping abruptly the snake swerved himself around to face the panther again, actually startling him a second time.
Staring down with nothing but suspicion, Russell rested his paws upon his hips. “What is it?” he asked
Lifting the end of his wet looking, shinning tail, Kaa pointed it repeatedly into his left eye, opening it rather widely. “I feel there iss something sstuck within my poor little eye, could you be a good little boy and take a peek in it for me?”
It seemed an innocent enough request to him, and momentarily forgetting the many times Kaa had hypnotized him, Russell moved closer, peering into the inflatable snakes bulbous eye.
“Oooh, such a good little cub, such a kind, caring, generous jungle baby.” The snake cooed, as mesmerizing colors began to appear within his glistening orbs. Reds, oranges and blues, spinning slowly, in a helplessly captivating motion.
A shocked look befell the panthers ebony features then, as the sudden realization of what the serpent was attempting suddenly hit him. Despite this however, it was too late for Russell to pull gaze away, quickly entranced by the slowly spinning circular hues of color. Even the slightest desire to turn away was quickly extinguished, as the panthers eyes began to reflect the exact same colors that appeared within the snakes.
Kaa’s malicious smile having never even flinched broadened in triumph at seeing his prey under his hypnotic spell. And as Russell’s body began to lurch forward, a dreamlike, relaxed grin taking a hold of once so worried features, the massive inflated snake began to wrap his large latex coils around the panthers hulking body.
“Yess, that’ss right, relax, Mowgli, so long you’ve spent you’re time being confused, fretting your time away I this big mean jungle…poor little boy.” The snake spoke in a smooth voice or tranquility, as his air filled body continued to curl itself around the panther, encasing him in several layers of his soft, squishy body.
“B-baloo…little britches wants Baloo” Russell suddenly murmured, his head tilting off to one side, eyelids drooping heavily over mesmerized orbs.
Kaa forced a feigned look of concern, shaking his head sadly “Poor little Mowgli misses his pappa bear? Well, don’t you worry your little minute head one second longer, I’ll take care of you” Patting Russell’s head gently with the end of his tail, the serpent smirked.
Tighter his scales entwined themselves around the panthers muscular body, the sound of creaking that echoed that of a balloon being rubbed ringing out into the otherwise silent jungle. Unable to struggle even if he desired too, Russell soon found himself completely encased within the swollen snakes clutches. Kaas eyes glistened brightly as he watched his helpless prey, licking his latex lips as he stretched his mouth open widen, preparing to gobble the spellbound panther down.
Just as he made his advance upon Russell however, Kaa noticed something that caused him to halt, momentarily curious. Within his coils so tightly wound around the panthers bulging body, he noticed a bump, one he had not been aware of before. He loosened his air-filled tendrils just enough to peer into the folds, and was unable to keep from smirking upon what he found.
“Why Mowgli, you little perv.” Kaa reprimanded in jest, shaking his sleek head as he wheezed out a chuckle. “You’re getting turned on by being bound so snugly, aren’t you?”
Russell, still in the snakes trance, shook his head from side to side lazily as his eyes stared off blankly into space. Whether he was denying the possibility of being aroused by the living pool toys actions, or simply drooping his head back and forth as Kaa shook him lightly wasn’t entirely discernable.
“The little brat hass a boner!” The snake exclaimed with exuberance, breaking out into an uncontrollable fit of these giggles. His once loose serpentine body tightened again around the panther, this time keeping a notable amount of space between the coils above and below and orange breechcloth.
“Nassty little thing…” Kaa taunted, bring upon the end of his soft shiny tail and beginning to rub it slowly, sensually at the base of Russell’s ballooning loins. “I was simply going to eat you, but I’m not sure I’m entirely into erotic foods.”
As Kaa continued to stroke the end of his serpentine tail beneath the noticeable bulk in Russell’s groin, the panther could do little more then moan feebly. Though his mind had been regressed to that of a childs, his body was still that of a full grown adult, easily susceptible to such lustful motions. His body went further limp within the snakes hold, squeaking and creaking around him with even the slightest movement of Kaas slippery form. Even if he’d had the mind to struggle, it was doubtful the panther would’ve done so.
“Perhapss I’ll keep you ass my diminutive little pet.” The snake scoffed; ceasing the motions of the tip of his tail only to re-wrap himself around Russell, tighten then before. “Yess…I can see myself having much fun with you.”
Unable to resist, or even move within Kaas tight hold, Russell continued to stare off into space, blankly, as the snake slithered further into the depths of the jungle, panther in tow.