“Clossssssse your eyesssssssss my pet,” the snake’s voice commands with the authority of a king.
“Yes Master!” Juniper replies obsequiously. Her eyes clamp shut while she awaits her next order.
“You are to ssssssstand completely sssssssstill until I give the order. Underssssssstand?”
“Yes Master!” she says, trying to control her body’s trembling.
She feels the snake’s scaly tail begin to wrap around her left ankle. She can tell he’s teasing her but she knows she must obey. She swallows nervously as the tail works its way up her leg, stoping at her thigh to give it a gentle squeeze.
“Sssssssuch a nubile form you possssessssss my pet.”
Glee fills her entire body as she enthusiastically responds, “Oh thank you Master!” She bites her lip, letting the tail coil its way around her flat tummy. She so desperately wants to open her eyes and gaze upon the form of this being, nay, this god before her but she knows she needs to obey him. It doesn’t stop her tail from twitching with raw excitement though.
“Hold sssssstilll!” The snake commands and like magic, her tail stops.
“Does he hold this power over me?“ The bunny asks herself.
“He does!” The rabbit thinks as a wave of bliss washes over her body, erasing any lingering doubts that plague her mind. “He does and I love it!”
“Ssssssuch obediencccccce isssssss what all good petssss sssssshould sssssstrive for,” the snake says, its tail burrowing between the bunny’s bountiful breasts. “You are perfec-sssssssion.”
She’s unable to voice her appreciation in words. Oh how she wants to prostrate herself at the snake’s… tail and express her love for the being but she realizes that she’s already doing that. She’s obeying him to the letter like a good pet should do! She gulps softly as the tail wraps itself around her neck.
“You have proven yoursssssself worthy,” the snake says. “Open your eyessssss and feel yourssssself ssssslip into mindlessssnesssss…”
“Yes Master!” She opens her eyes and it all fades away.
Let it be known that when I say it, “fades away,” I don’t mean she loses herself in his eyes, I mean the reality she was accustomed to vanished. She was dreaming and she woke up. Since she has never actually been hypnotized by a snake before, she can’t experience it in a dream, even with the strongest dream-potions she can make and boy did she make some.
“Not again…” Junpier whines, looking at the empty glass vials before her. Each night for the past week, she drank a vial of a special dreaming potion right before bed. This one was supposed to be the final one which would grant her the power to control her dreams but it seems that she failed. “I can’t even get tranced in my dreams.”
She rolls out of her makeshift bed and stretches her back. “Still, I can’t lose faith,” she smiles as little stars begin to shine in her eyes, “I know I’ll become a pet and I’ll become the best pet any snake could ever wish to have!”
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Juniper approaches a stream with a burlap sack strewn across her shoulder. Today is laundry day and unlike most other folks, Juniper likes cleaning her clothes. She drops the bag by the stream and bends down to reach inside. She pulls out a couple of potions, a wooden washboard, and a couple of sticks attached by a string. She sets up the clothes line before dumping a bunch of copies of her her single outfit out of bag by the bank. She sits down and gets ready for cleaning.
Before we continue, I should tell you something that you may want to know; doing her laundry is perhaps the closest Juniper has come to experiencing a true hypnotic trance. She has a system that she is accustomed to and can execute it perfectly. She starts by separating her clothes into two piles, one for the tops and one for the bottoms. She places the bottoms closer to her because she washes them first. She grabs the first vial and soaks it in the steam before applying some homemade soap from a vial onto it and scrubbing it until she thinks its clean enough. She then rinses it in the stream and hangs it up on her clothesline.
Oh, wait, I forgot to mention, she sings a cute little song while doing her laundry. Well, actually, the song is kinda strange but it’s so cute to watch her sing. I can’t actually tell what the lyrics are but I’m pretty sure it’s an ancient song in an obscure language or something. I wish I knew because it would make the story more interesting but instead, I’m stalling for time because there’s only so many times I can narrate the same thing before it gets boring. You know, I took this job because I was promised cute girls getting zonked but it seems that someone was… wait a second, something seems off about that stream. I’m no stream expert, but I don’t think that bubbles are supposed to be rising to its surface. Likewise, I don’t think that it’s supposed to be rippling. Juniper, you may want to… wait, she can’t hear me… crud.
“Oh no!” Juniper cries out, dropping her top in the stream. She gets up, ready to chase it down but it miraculously floats back to her. “Thanks?” she says to whatever retrieved it for her.
“You’re welcome,” a faint voice responds from the water.
She drops her clothing again, “Who said that!?” A spooked Juniper cries out.
“Maybe this will help,” the voice responds as a scaly tail hooks its way around her stray bottom and hands it to the frazzled bunny.
Juniper can’t help but blush, “oh, thank you!” She hugs the tail and feels as much of its texture as she can. It’s wet but it’s similar enough to a snake for her to enjoy it a bit too much.
“Don’t mention it,” The voice says while a head pokes its way out of the water. It’s pretty sleek and around the same size as the snakes that Juniper worships with gusto. Gazing upon his serpentine beauty, she almost forgets about her laundry.
“W-who are you?” Juniper asks, grabbing her bottom and sniffing it. It smells foul after the sea-serpent touched it but she holds back her retching for his sake.
“I do not yet have a name,” the serpent replies. “I am but a young man who is tasked by my serpent society to return home with an entranced slave or something much better.”
Juniper nearly faints when she hears that. “Slave? I can do that!” She drops to her knees and begs before the serpent. “Please, please, please take me as your slave!”
The serpent looks at the pleading rabbit before him. “But… but… I don’t wanna,” he whimpers.
Juniper’s face goes from pleading to furious in no time at all, “What do you MEAN you don’t wanna?”
“Eep!” The timid serpent ducks its head underwater before mumbling something and coming back up.
“I can’t hear you!” An impatient Juniper taunts with the hope that she can anger him into hypnotizing her.
The serpent extends his head to Juniper with an adorable yet pathetic look in his eyes, “Please, please, please don’t make me do it!” He pleads before he begins to cry. “I hate having slaves, it’s just so mean!” Juniper almost instinctively grabs his head and rests it on her chest while he cries. “I don’t wanna be mean,” he says between tears. “I don’t wanna be mean.”
Juniper pets the serpent’s head lovingly while sighing a little. “Well… why did you come to me exactly?”
The serpent’s forked tongue teases her sensitive chest causing her to giggle a little. “Because you smell nice.”
“Every week, you come here with your clothes and you wash them with something that smells so nice. I wanna bring that back to my people so I don’t have to be mean.”
Juniper can’t help but smile a little as an idea forms in her mind. “Maybe we can make this work after all,” she says.
The serpent lifts his head from her chest and stares her dead in the eyes. “How?”
“Umm… err…” Juniper half expects his eyes to swirl and fall but it doesn’t happen. “Umm, right, well how about you take me to your society, I can give your people my potion recipes, and I can maybe be someone else’s slave?”
“Can you breathe underwater?”
“Hang on a second,” the serpent retracts into the stream and returns a moment or two later, his cheeks puffed up. He blows a strange purple dust right into Juniper’s face and she predictably coughs a few times before it settles. “That will last you one day. If you want to become a permanent citizen, you need to impress the high elders of Poseidonville.”
“Seriously, that’s what your city is called?”
“Every time we try to change the name he threatens to destroy the city.” He wraps his tail around Juniper’s right wrist. “Are you ready?“
“Wait!” She grabs the remaining vials of her soap. “Ok, ready.”
“Good, now hang on tight!”
Before Juniper can react she’s pulled arm-first into the stream. She instinctively holds her breath but once she runs out of air she opens her mouth and takes a nice, deep breath. “Ok, this is cool,” Juniper says, adjusting to the water. She wants to look at the underside of the stream but she’s being pulled rather quickly. In fact, the serpent is pulling her faster and faster and even faster. “How fast are you going?” She asks but he can’t hear her. Before she knows it, he stops instantly but, through sheer force of habit, forgets to take into account the Juniper shaped bunny attached to his tail. She uncontrollably flings to the other side of him and drags him down into the city below them.
The two of them end up in a semiconscious pile on the seafloor. Juniper can vaguely make out what appears to be a mermaid of some sort approaching them before she passes out.
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“Was that another dream?” Juniper asks, regaining consciousness. She shifts her weight and finds she’s on a much nicer bed than she’s used to. She looks around and notices the room is much nicer too. Normally, she lives in a little one-room burrow but now she’s in what appears to be a castle?
“Good afternoon,” a female voice says behind her. Juniper turns around and finds herself face to face with a sexy orange fox. She’s only wearing a seashell bra, a bikini bottom, and a yellow collar but Juniper is more preoccupied with the endless colors that loop in her eyes. “My goodness!” she says, looking at the bunny before her, “your eyes are deformed!”
“Worry not,” she grabs Juniper’s shoulders and gazes deeply into her eyes, “I shall fix them for you.”
“Ahhh,” As confused as she is, Juniper doesn’t want to complain. She’d much rather gaze deeply into those pretty looping colors and let them wash over her mind, make her feel so good, make her a good girl, make her…
“Hey, bunny, I need you now!” a familiar voice calls out, snapping Juniper out of her trance.
“C’mon!” she gripes, reluctantly walking over to the unnamed serpent.
“Sorry, but I need you to be conscious when you demonstrate your potion.“
“Couldn’t I just get a little hypnotized?“
“No! We’re going to be on after the duel.”
“Yes, follow me.” The serpent leads her to a large room in what appears to be some sort of theatre. Sea-serpents, mermaids, and creatures of all kind fill the seats in the audience. Juniper takes note of the many members, some of them land creatures, with colorful eyes, collars, and that blissed out expression that she has tried and failed to dream of.
She sighs softly, “now’s not the time to be jealous.” She turns her gaze to the stage where a serpent and a mermaid whose top-half is a busty female cheetah are standing on opposite ends of the stage. Between them is a human merman referee who waves his hand and backs away. The two begin to slowly move around.
“You’ve insulted me and my family for the last time!” The serpent screams.
“Well maybe if you had some control over your slaves, I wouldn’t have to call you weak.”
“How dare you!” He darts to her and she dodges gracefully.
“Maybe you should stop,” the mermaid sings, “you know it is not worth it.”
The serpent knows a hypnotic tune when he hears one; he has to act fast. He revs up his colorful eyes and pokes his head into her line of sight.
“Such foolishness is…is…uh…” She loses her train of thought as the rings overtake her vision.
“You’re the foolish one,” the serpent purrs.
“I’m… I’m…NO!” she closes her eyes and shakes her head. “You know you love my voice, you could have stopped me, all you had to do was plug my mouth. Instead you chose to hear my pretty pretty words and you don’t care that my song doesn’t rhyme. You’d rather stop trying, just relax and listen. Enjoy my words and go to sleep. Enter a sweet dream and a live a life of joy. All you have do do is go to sleep.”
The words aren’t meant for Juniper but she slowly begins to rock back and forth before her serpent shakes her with his tail. “C’mon, just let me have this.” He shakes his head and Juniper grumbles a bit before looking back at the duel. The mermaid charms the serpent and the mermaid takes the lucky man away to do who knows what. Juniper’s serpent then grabs her and brings her to the stage.
“H-hello,” the serpent says to the audience. “I-I-I’ve brought something really good.”
“Get on with it already!” Someone from the audience yells.
The serpent slinks away leaving Juniper alone on stage. “You heard the man, dazzle ‘em!”
All eyes are on Juniper now and she swallows nervously. “Um, hello everyone.” She pulls a vial out of nowhere. “I’m here to demonstrate,” she pulls the cork off and the soap mixes with the water around her. “Of course,” she says. “How did I not see that coming?“ She turns around and looks at the serpent who is just off stage. “I’m sorry. I guess I was so hyped up about being a tranced that I forgot about the physical limitations of life underwater.”
“It’s OK,” the serpent sighs. “I kinda sprung myself on you and then abandoned you on stage,” he slinks his way back into the spotlight with Juniper. “If we’re going to fail, let’s take their laughter as partners.” Juniper nods her head and the two look at the audience.
“Hey,” a voice calls from the crowd, “this is awesome!”
Juniper can’t help but smile, “so you’re telling me you understand this young man’s maturity by his willingness to accept the responsibility for his mistakes?”
“No, I mean the whole theatre smells really nice!” The voice is met with approving murmurs from the crowd. “Did you make that?”
“Umm… well, she made it…”
Juniper is quickly mobbed by the crowd who all try to grab her. “Hey!“ she cries out but nobody can hear her. She tries to make sense of the chaos around her but the mass of nautical bodies is so strange, so foreign, so exotic, so pretty, so nice to look at, so easy to just fall into it and let it…
“Stop!” an authoritative voice commands. The mob instantly settles down.
“Oh c’mon,” Juniper grumbles.
“Who is the one who made the theatre smell of lavender and happiness?” The unknown voice asks. The crowd instantly opens up around the scared bunny who sees the source of this voice. She reminds Juniper of Sylvia in a sense, down to the black fox upper body but instead of the snake-like lower half, she has the tail of a sea-serpent. Now that I think about it, they look pretty much the same. She’s got the seashell bra look going but that’s just standard mermaid attire I think.
In a blink of an eye, the fox-serpent slithers its way to her and looks her dead in the eye. “You madam, are a true alpha. The scent you bring us is type of thing that we love down here. As the mayor of this town, I think you’ll fit right in.”
She doesn’t get a response from the fox-serpent who turns to the unnamed serpent who brought Juniper down. “For bringing us this aroma, that shall be your new name.”
“Aroma?” the serpent asks.
“Yes…” She turns back to Juniper. “Aroma Mistress, you shall take him as your slave!”
“Wait, what?” A confused Juniper asks.
“Yes, your new name shall be ‘Aroma Mistress’ and that serpent shall be your slave.”
“But… I don’t get it.”
“Oh it’s simple; slaves take on the names of their owners until their owner gets sick of confusing them all and just renames them.”
“No… I thought I was gonna be a slave.”
The mayor begins laughing and the rest of the town joins in. “You, slave? Why would you wish to degrade yourself? You’re far too good for that. You deserve to have all the slaves you want!”
“Will they hypnotize me?”
“Hypnotize my mistress!?” Aroma asks, offended by the idea. “I shall never hypnotize my mistress!” He swims over and rubs his head against Juniper’s feet. “Please forgive me for having such impure thoughts Mistress!“
“Ummm… I… I… I don’t wanna be a Mistress, I wanna belong to a snake!”
“Belong to a snake?” The mayor asks, laughing again. “You have a lot to learn about the way things work down here.”
“I…” Juniper says, sniffling. “I don’t wanna do this…” She starts to cry when Aroma’s tail wraps around her wrist. Much like before, she’s dragged away faster than she can speak. “What are you doing?” She yells shorty before Aroma stops on a dime and flings Juniper out of the water back at her laundry site. It’s night time, her clothes are still hung up and they’re nice and dry. “What the?” She turns around and sees Aroma looking solemnly at her. “Why did you take me back?”
“Because Mistress said she didn’t want to be a Mistress… and it’s my job to make Mistress happy.”
Juniper can’t help but smile. She walks up to Aroma and kisses his head. “You’re a good boy you know.”
“Thank you Mistress,” Aroma replies.
“So… what will you do now?”
“I don’t know,” Aroma looks at the stream. “I can’t go back there though.”
“Well that’s great! They don’t deserve a good boy like you anyway!”
Aroma blushes, “Aww, Mistress.”
“I’m serious.” She takes a deep breath. “I’ll give you only one direct command Aroma and you better obey.”
Aroma snaps to attention sticking his neck straight up and mimicking a salute with his tail. “Yes Mistress!”
“I want you to go and live your life away from that horrible place and be the happiest Aroma you can be.”
“Yes Mistress! Is that all?”
“Thank you Mistress,“ Aroma dips his body underwater. “I’ll miss Mistress.”
Juniper can’t stop a few tears from escaping her eyes. “I’ll miss you too.” She takes a seat and looks at the rippling of the water and sighs as it dies down. “I guess I’ll try again tomorrow.” She turns around and sees her clothes. “Drat… I could’ve asked him to pack up my laundry!“