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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION*
Believe it or not, this is the result of a top-tier Patreon reward.
The patron wanted one more tale involving Bolo, this time where he meets and gets hypnotized by Tuki. I obliged, offered for them to have a pic for it, splitting the bill and voila!...more Tuki goodness. It's been a while since I got to write the snake saleswoman and I do love her to bits still. Hopefully she'll make a return in a possible future Shantae title!
The artist for this one is ONO-FIRE...who I don't think I need to introduce at this point. While they did show her tail as being finite, the respect of the design, her expression and the slickness of her scales are pretty on-point. Good stuff overall. If you wanna check out their prices for a potential commission, here is their sheet https://www.deviantart.com/ono-fire.....IONS-876960705
And if you like my own work and wanna support my Patreon, here it is https://www.patreon.com/incredibleintruder
Now how comes Bolo is in this situation? Read on and find out!
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TUKI'S TARGET
Shantae was in danger.
Or so Bolo thought, at the very least, as he saw the half genie guardian of Scuttle Town and all Sequin Land at the mercy of a dangerous lamia. While this one was unlike any that he had ever seen, lacking in armor and armaments, her serpentine nature was all too clear as she was obviously preparing to do something to Shantae in a shadowy back alley of the town, away from prying eyes. It was fortunate for her that Bolo had been looking for her and was nearby, lest she end up in the stomach of this monstrous creature.
While Shantae was no slouch and far from defenseless, she seemed to be almost entranced by the fiend as the pigtail-wearing snake-lady had assuredly cast a spell on the half-genie. Where Risky Boots and others had failed, this one would succeed yet as he grabbed his flail and was ready to charge, Bolo took a deep breath and prepared to be the hero he always knew himself to be. He focused, got ready and then went on to jump while roaring to give himself some courage.
“Get away from her, you vile thing!” he said as he swung his weapon down...only for the lamia to dodge him without much problems. Closer inspection of the situation made it so Bolo discovered that she was coming out of a purple pot lined up with blue wavelines, a possibly-magic receptacle as the lamia might be a bit tougher than he expected. His scream and his loud steps had not helped him one iota as the lamia who had Shantae in the palm of her hands sighed and put her attention right on the intrusive warrior. “Fight me and let her go, you ugly-”
“Vile? Ugly? Why you rude little thing, I ought to teach you some manners,” the lamia went on to say as despite her not looking at Shantae, the half-genie was still under some spell which meant that Bolo would be on his own. His warrior-blood boiled, his grip on his weapon much more tense as whoever would land the first strike might just win this. She eyed him from top to bottom, analyzing him just like he did with her and perhaps he had been too hasty in his judgment as that monstrous gal was...rather appealing upon a second glance. Wide hips, hourglass figure, nice and tight underbelly, shimmering scales and a pretty face...yet he would not be fooled despite her being a looker. “But if you wanted some of what I was offering her...why I can give you a ssssample~”
It was a standoff alright as he saw she was nimble and quick of wits. He needed an opening, a way to trick her as a direct strike would not land if the last one was any indication. As she teased him by swaying her hips, performing baladi not unlike Shantae, her forked tongue darted the air and she had a rather smug smirk on her face. She knew what she was going to do, Bolo being very good when in the need to anticipate attacks as he would not let her take him by surprise. She just went left and right incessantly with those glorious hips of hers to confound him, to make it so he wouldn't know from where she'd strike, but he was no dummy.
“You enjoying the show, little warrior?” the lamia said, teasing him as she widened her own motions, her supple and flexible snake nature allowing for her to do such a thing as she began to perform circles with her hips, lowering and lifting them up and down all the while. She sometimes went on to switch direction midway, surprising Bolo at first and yet not so much as he was able to witness the inflections of her muscles and body whenever she would go forth and change the pattern. His eyes was glued on her as that chest of hers wobbled a bit whenever she did shift things. It was distracting, but not so much that he couldn't follow things. “Best watch it more then~”
There was mischief in that voice, yet as that beige underbelly glistened and those green scales seemed to shimmer like gems, he knew she was up to something. A spell or somesuch, maybe a fireball? He couldn't know as magic was not his forte, but Bolo would simply attack her before she'd launch it and thus disturb her arcane offensive. He was that confident as the way her navel seemed to sparkle, covered in the lightest kind of sweat did make things a bit more sensual...albeit he would not dare admit such a thing openly. Of course he would watch, however, this reverse-psychology she was employing much too obvious and easy to notice.
“You know, if you just wanted to look at me, you could just have asked,” the lamia continued as her hands went on to lower themselves, framing her hips for a brief instant before she shimmied them, shaking them rapidly in a manner that even the most advised warrior would struggle to follow. It was at that moment that Bolo tried even harder to keep up, to observe every nook and crannies of that lamia's body and the way she might attack. Her circles did not resume so much as brushing the air with figure-eights, both horizontal and vertical as her fingers brushed against her lower belly, a titillating kind of display. “Let it be known that Tuki is a most reasonable being~”
She had finally said her name, his patience rewarded as she was slipping. The left and right pattern, how that scaly flesh stretched and undulated...she was losing her grip if she was trying to taunt him and make him go first by telling him her name...if it was even that. It could be a lie, a fake start of a conversation to make him drop his defense and then she'd jump on him, bite or simply smack him with that sizeable waistline and hips. Yet instead she rolled and fluttered her belly a few times, bringing it forward and backward while shifting slowly and subtly left and right all the while. He had difficulties following now, as if she shifted speed occasionally as images of her superseded one another in ethereal and illusory ways.
“Hehehe...I like a good spectator. You must be wondering what's next, uh?” Tuki said as she eyed her opponent down, her tail going on to get released further from the magic pot in which she lived. A being with a considerably long appendage, far more massive in length than anyone could ever guess, it was child's play to sneakily get closer to this doofus as she hissed in delight at the sight of this would-be-warrior gawking at her so obviously. “You'll just have to find out and keep watching~”
Those words hit differently this time, making him blush as her abdomen did seem to get nearer...but it couldn't be. An illusion most like as Bolo had been on his toes since the start and would not be like an amateur, unable to distinguish progress and motions made by his enemy. She seemed to grow larger, more imposing but also more beautiful as this latest part was becoming harder and harder to deny. Like gemstones reflecting the meager sunlight within this back-alley, the many facets of that sublime and luscious cold-blooded flesh did seem easier and easier to keep up with, as if becoming attuned to her initiatives...that is until she shimmied her hips anew and even faster than before.
“You've been such a good, good boy. Watching, letting me dance, stopping your attacks...maybe we ought to get to know each other a little better, yes?” Tuki said as she did have some fun with this easily-misled idiot. She was still a bit angry, though certainly amused by how quickly whatever advantage he ever had was completely denied by her dance. He was mesmerized, at her mercy and as she got closer she looped a few times near him, not yet coiling him up if only to prolong this entertaining scenario in which she had all the advantages now. “Would you consider maybe dropping your weapons, start anew?”
Bolo had not even realized that the grip on his weapon had been weakening, nor did it even register that it slipped from his fingers entirely as it dropped upon the sandy ground. He could only see and hear Tuki and what she said seemed like a very good idea indeed. She was so gorgeous, so pretty and she danced so well that it might be wise to give her another chance. He knew not that he smiled, nor that his eyes were hyper-focusing on her with wild colors in his gaze. He was hypnotized, nodding in agreement unbeknownst to him and before he even knew it the trap was employed...and her tail went on to wrap around him.
“Very smart. You've made a great decision, little warrior~” Tuki said as the feel of her scales upon his exposed flesh and even through his clothes was especially arousing. The cold sensations soon turned warm as he shivered and was slowly but surely lifted above the ground and brought closer to the dancing lamia. She shimmied hard now, overwhelming him as the quaking from her hips went closer to him and made him feel pulsations as well. Overpowered and just downright under her power, she got him very close to her midriff as the proximity short-circuited any thought process he might have, leaving him a drooling mess. “You must feel so tired from this fight and from watching me. Let me get you to safety~”
It didn't make much sense, but his ability to reason was long gone as Bolo was coiled further and then brought down within her pot as the opening expanded. Large enough for that thick tail and the young man contained therein to pass, he was pulled inside her domain where her ungodly-long appendage resided as there were no traces of Bolo left in Scuttle Town for now, moved to a different dimension as Tuki hissed and smirked in delight.
“I'll give you a proper lesson later, young man...but now for my actual client~” Tuki said to no one in particular, just enjoying the sound of her own voice as thankfully this interlude had been short enough that Shantae was still under a trance. She finished up her dance, making sure that the half-genie would learn it properly through the power of her subconscious as while the heroine was certainly powerless...she had indeed paid the gems necessary for a trade. As she had performed a few times and Tuki was certain of the service being properly rendered, she lifted one hand and then...
SNAP!
“Uh? Oh...you...you're done with the lesson?” Shantae asked as Tuki nodded and smiled at her most favorite customer. This dance that would obliterate any enemies that she'd see was now hers as Tuki did hope it would help her with whatever quest she was on. “Thank you Tuki! Until another time!”
As Shantae left, Tuki waved goodbye as the half-genie was oblivious to what had happened and Tuki was none the wiser as to the fact that Bolo was friend with her best customer. To her, he would be a little warrior to whom she'd teach a lesson and perhaps try new techniques on until she'd tire of it...but thankfully for many and yet not for Bolo...
Tuki was a very patient person.
Believe it or not, this is the result of a top-tier Patreon reward.
The patron wanted one more tale involving Bolo, this time where he meets and gets hypnotized by Tuki. I obliged, offered for them to have a pic for it, splitting the bill and voila!...more Tuki goodness. It's been a while since I got to write the snake saleswoman and I do love her to bits still. Hopefully she'll make a return in a possible future Shantae title!
The artist for this one is ONO-FIRE...who I don't think I need to introduce at this point. While they did show her tail as being finite, the respect of the design, her expression and the slickness of her scales are pretty on-point. Good stuff overall. If you wanna check out their prices for a potential commission, here is their sheet https://www.deviantart.com/ono-fire.....IONS-876960705
And if you like my own work and wanna support my Patreon, here it is https://www.patreon.com/incredibleintruder
Now how comes Bolo is in this situation? Read on and find out!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
TUKI'S TARGET
Shantae was in danger.
Or so Bolo thought, at the very least, as he saw the half genie guardian of Scuttle Town and all Sequin Land at the mercy of a dangerous lamia. While this one was unlike any that he had ever seen, lacking in armor and armaments, her serpentine nature was all too clear as she was obviously preparing to do something to Shantae in a shadowy back alley of the town, away from prying eyes. It was fortunate for her that Bolo had been looking for her and was nearby, lest she end up in the stomach of this monstrous creature.
While Shantae was no slouch and far from defenseless, she seemed to be almost entranced by the fiend as the pigtail-wearing snake-lady had assuredly cast a spell on the half-genie. Where Risky Boots and others had failed, this one would succeed yet as he grabbed his flail and was ready to charge, Bolo took a deep breath and prepared to be the hero he always knew himself to be. He focused, got ready and then went on to jump while roaring to give himself some courage.
“Get away from her, you vile thing!” he said as he swung his weapon down...only for the lamia to dodge him without much problems. Closer inspection of the situation made it so Bolo discovered that she was coming out of a purple pot lined up with blue wavelines, a possibly-magic receptacle as the lamia might be a bit tougher than he expected. His scream and his loud steps had not helped him one iota as the lamia who had Shantae in the palm of her hands sighed and put her attention right on the intrusive warrior. “Fight me and let her go, you ugly-”
“Vile? Ugly? Why you rude little thing, I ought to teach you some manners,” the lamia went on to say as despite her not looking at Shantae, the half-genie was still under some spell which meant that Bolo would be on his own. His warrior-blood boiled, his grip on his weapon much more tense as whoever would land the first strike might just win this. She eyed him from top to bottom, analyzing him just like he did with her and perhaps he had been too hasty in his judgment as that monstrous gal was...rather appealing upon a second glance. Wide hips, hourglass figure, nice and tight underbelly, shimmering scales and a pretty face...yet he would not be fooled despite her being a looker. “But if you wanted some of what I was offering her...why I can give you a ssssample~”
It was a standoff alright as he saw she was nimble and quick of wits. He needed an opening, a way to trick her as a direct strike would not land if the last one was any indication. As she teased him by swaying her hips, performing baladi not unlike Shantae, her forked tongue darted the air and she had a rather smug smirk on her face. She knew what she was going to do, Bolo being very good when in the need to anticipate attacks as he would not let her take him by surprise. She just went left and right incessantly with those glorious hips of hers to confound him, to make it so he wouldn't know from where she'd strike, but he was no dummy.
“You enjoying the show, little warrior?” the lamia said, teasing him as she widened her own motions, her supple and flexible snake nature allowing for her to do such a thing as she began to perform circles with her hips, lowering and lifting them up and down all the while. She sometimes went on to switch direction midway, surprising Bolo at first and yet not so much as he was able to witness the inflections of her muscles and body whenever she would go forth and change the pattern. His eyes was glued on her as that chest of hers wobbled a bit whenever she did shift things. It was distracting, but not so much that he couldn't follow things. “Best watch it more then~”
There was mischief in that voice, yet as that beige underbelly glistened and those green scales seemed to shimmer like gems, he knew she was up to something. A spell or somesuch, maybe a fireball? He couldn't know as magic was not his forte, but Bolo would simply attack her before she'd launch it and thus disturb her arcane offensive. He was that confident as the way her navel seemed to sparkle, covered in the lightest kind of sweat did make things a bit more sensual...albeit he would not dare admit such a thing openly. Of course he would watch, however, this reverse-psychology she was employing much too obvious and easy to notice.
“You know, if you just wanted to look at me, you could just have asked,” the lamia continued as her hands went on to lower themselves, framing her hips for a brief instant before she shimmied them, shaking them rapidly in a manner that even the most advised warrior would struggle to follow. It was at that moment that Bolo tried even harder to keep up, to observe every nook and crannies of that lamia's body and the way she might attack. Her circles did not resume so much as brushing the air with figure-eights, both horizontal and vertical as her fingers brushed against her lower belly, a titillating kind of display. “Let it be known that Tuki is a most reasonable being~”
She had finally said her name, his patience rewarded as she was slipping. The left and right pattern, how that scaly flesh stretched and undulated...she was losing her grip if she was trying to taunt him and make him go first by telling him her name...if it was even that. It could be a lie, a fake start of a conversation to make him drop his defense and then she'd jump on him, bite or simply smack him with that sizeable waistline and hips. Yet instead she rolled and fluttered her belly a few times, bringing it forward and backward while shifting slowly and subtly left and right all the while. He had difficulties following now, as if she shifted speed occasionally as images of her superseded one another in ethereal and illusory ways.
“Hehehe...I like a good spectator. You must be wondering what's next, uh?” Tuki said as she eyed her opponent down, her tail going on to get released further from the magic pot in which she lived. A being with a considerably long appendage, far more massive in length than anyone could ever guess, it was child's play to sneakily get closer to this doofus as she hissed in delight at the sight of this would-be-warrior gawking at her so obviously. “You'll just have to find out and keep watching~”
Those words hit differently this time, making him blush as her abdomen did seem to get nearer...but it couldn't be. An illusion most like as Bolo had been on his toes since the start and would not be like an amateur, unable to distinguish progress and motions made by his enemy. She seemed to grow larger, more imposing but also more beautiful as this latest part was becoming harder and harder to deny. Like gemstones reflecting the meager sunlight within this back-alley, the many facets of that sublime and luscious cold-blooded flesh did seem easier and easier to keep up with, as if becoming attuned to her initiatives...that is until she shimmied her hips anew and even faster than before.
“You've been such a good, good boy. Watching, letting me dance, stopping your attacks...maybe we ought to get to know each other a little better, yes?” Tuki said as she did have some fun with this easily-misled idiot. She was still a bit angry, though certainly amused by how quickly whatever advantage he ever had was completely denied by her dance. He was mesmerized, at her mercy and as she got closer she looped a few times near him, not yet coiling him up if only to prolong this entertaining scenario in which she had all the advantages now. “Would you consider maybe dropping your weapons, start anew?”
Bolo had not even realized that the grip on his weapon had been weakening, nor did it even register that it slipped from his fingers entirely as it dropped upon the sandy ground. He could only see and hear Tuki and what she said seemed like a very good idea indeed. She was so gorgeous, so pretty and she danced so well that it might be wise to give her another chance. He knew not that he smiled, nor that his eyes were hyper-focusing on her with wild colors in his gaze. He was hypnotized, nodding in agreement unbeknownst to him and before he even knew it the trap was employed...and her tail went on to wrap around him.
“Very smart. You've made a great decision, little warrior~” Tuki said as the feel of her scales upon his exposed flesh and even through his clothes was especially arousing. The cold sensations soon turned warm as he shivered and was slowly but surely lifted above the ground and brought closer to the dancing lamia. She shimmied hard now, overwhelming him as the quaking from her hips went closer to him and made him feel pulsations as well. Overpowered and just downright under her power, she got him very close to her midriff as the proximity short-circuited any thought process he might have, leaving him a drooling mess. “You must feel so tired from this fight and from watching me. Let me get you to safety~”
It didn't make much sense, but his ability to reason was long gone as Bolo was coiled further and then brought down within her pot as the opening expanded. Large enough for that thick tail and the young man contained therein to pass, he was pulled inside her domain where her ungodly-long appendage resided as there were no traces of Bolo left in Scuttle Town for now, moved to a different dimension as Tuki hissed and smirked in delight.
“I'll give you a proper lesson later, young man...but now for my actual client~” Tuki said to no one in particular, just enjoying the sound of her own voice as thankfully this interlude had been short enough that Shantae was still under a trance. She finished up her dance, making sure that the half-genie would learn it properly through the power of her subconscious as while the heroine was certainly powerless...she had indeed paid the gems necessary for a trade. As she had performed a few times and Tuki was certain of the service being properly rendered, she lifted one hand and then...
SNAP!
“Uh? Oh...you...you're done with the lesson?” Shantae asked as Tuki nodded and smiled at her most favorite customer. This dance that would obliterate any enemies that she'd see was now hers as Tuki did hope it would help her with whatever quest she was on. “Thank you Tuki! Until another time!”
As Shantae left, Tuki waved goodbye as the half-genie was oblivious to what had happened and Tuki was none the wiser as to the fact that Bolo was friend with her best customer. To her, he would be a little warrior to whom she'd teach a lesson and perhaps try new techniques on until she'd tire of it...but thankfully for many and yet not for Bolo...
Tuki was a very patient person.
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