Mowgli awoke with a fluttering gasp, the light of the jungle dawn suddenly blinding her eyes. Everything slowly came into focus—the leafy treetops of the canopy, the sun searing into the forest while the birds danced in the sky.

She soon realized that she was still breathing. She was still in the tree. She was still alive. A grateful sigh escaped from her throat and a few tears perched at the corners of her eyes, but did not fall.

Continuing to come to, she tried to lurch to her feet, but a thick and scaley band of coils that had constricted around her body prevented her from doing so, the owner of which was dozing near the end of the branch, snoring with a serene smile on his face, undoubtedly pleased from last night's efforts.

Kaa.

Mowgli instinctively glared at the snake, even though she was trapped in his clutches, her breathing escalating in panic. Her lungs felt tight and constricted. A rolling ache built between her legs as she recalled how the snake had placed his head there last night, his tongue licking at her most private area. There was disgust from her memories from hours ago, especially when that stream of liquid had unloaded from Kaa's penis and had hit her in the face, but there was a longing thread of need, of ecstasy. When Kaa had been licking her, even though she had been terrified, she had felt… almost electric from his ministrations. She had gasped and her body had roiled, energy feeling like it was streaming from her toes and buzzing at her nipples and breasts.

It had felt good.

But whatever she had felt then was nothing compared to what she was feeling now. The girl felt a rush of anger at being taken advantage of so easily. Her body was her own—no one else should have been able to do what Kaa did to her, not without her own say-so.

Kaa was still sleeping, unaware that his prey had awoken. Mowgli found that Kaa's grip on her had slackened during the night—if she slowly shimmied back and forth, she found that she could get free of Kaa, inch by inch. Sucking in a breath, the child bit her lip and fixated upon the snake with a glare of animosity, trying to work herself free with a fervor but slow enough so as not to disturb her captor.

It didn't take long until her arms were free—Kaa's coils had been loose enough for that. She was not out of the woods yet, for the snake's coils were still tightly clamped around her waist. As much as she tried, there was no loosing the bindings about her hips. No way she could get herself out of this without the snake noticing.

However, she noticed Kaa's tail just within reach, the snake's penis still unsheathed. An idea came to mind, but it was so sick that Mowgli's stomach churned for a moment. But she had to swallow the feeling down. She was out of options. Raw strength was not going to work—cleverness was. That, and a little lubrication. She knew how to get out, but there was only one way that she was going to do it. She wasn't going to like it, though.

Slowly, hesitantly, the child reached out and wrapped her hand around Kaa's penis. She froze in place as she heard the snake mumble near the edge of the branch as his sensitive organ was gripped by the girl, but Mowgli let out a slow breath when Kaa began snoring again. Mowgli worked up the courage as she moved Kaa's tail until it was right in front of her, the penis limp in her hands like a flower pre-bloom.

Mowgli could still remember the sensation of the snake's come in her mouth, thick and oily. Her spine gave a twitch of dread, and she had to swallow several times to calm the butterflies in her gut. She just needed to do what she had to in order to survive. There was no other way.

Very tenderly, Mowgli began to work her hands upon the snake's penis, bobbing up and down, stimulating him. She had to use both hands to masturbate Kaa and she was deathly quiet, keeping an eye on the snake at all times to make sure that he wouldn't awaken. Her muscles in her arms were taut and a bead of sweat dripped down her nose and onto her naked chest as she masturbated the snake. This was wrong, nasty, and horny at the same time. A sudden thrill eked behind Mowgli's heart as her hands pumped up and down on Kaa's cock, which had grown rigid and slick in her hands, precum bubbling from the tip.

Kaa had rolled his head over some ways away and let out a long sigh, still asleep, having no clue that he was being masturbated in reality and not his dreams. "Ooh, that'sssss it," he murmured in his sleep. "More of that… please. You know I like that… girl-cub…"

Mowgli had never been more scared in her life. She fought the urge to wank off the snake faster, but that would just wake him up right away. Her slow and rhythmic movements of her hands weren't getting the job quickly enough, though, so she pushed down the promise to do what she swore never to do again, and, still half-trapped in the coils, she bent forward and took the snake's penis into her mouth.

She sucked Kaa's glans like a lollipop, her tongue remembering the moves from last night, curling around the slick tip. The snake moaned again in his sleep and gave a soft giggle. "Right there… girl-cub… ooooh, yessss… right there… that's the ticket…"

Mowgli was desperate at this point. She licked Kaa's penis, running her tongue from the base of his shaft up to the very tip, covering it in saliva. She slipped the snake's cock back into her mouth as she sucked and sucked, the unconscious snake's moans getting higher and higher. She even tried to fit the entirety of the cock in her mouth, but he was too big and she could only get halfway before gagging. More saliva dribbled down Kaa's penis, mixed with rivulets of precum. Mowgli could taste it already and she closed her eyes in shame. But she could sense that the snake was close and she kept sucking and licking his glans while she held his shaft with her hands.

"Ooh, girl-cub…" she heard Kaa keen. "Ooooohhh."

The child had still been sucking the snake when he finally came into her mouth. His load filled her with that thick mouthfeel and Mowgli immediately reared back and gagged, spitting out the snake's come, most of which dribbled down her chin.

The snake's orgasm was long, just like last time, and quickly, Mowgli aimed the snake's penis so that the streams of semen splattered her belly. Miraculously, the snake stayed asleep the entire time, grunting in time to his spasms. In no time, Mowgli's stomach was coated with Kaa's release, his come oozing out from her belly button. The come dribbled down and pooled around where the snake's coils had wrapped around Mowgli's hips. She waited for a minute for the liquid to settle and for her own body to stop shaking.

Finally, she mustered the nerve and gently placed her hands upon the topmost coil and pushed as she simultaneously tried to stand.

The come-soaked coils allowed her hips to slip out a centimeter. Yes!

It took her ten minutes until she worked her lower half free. Slowly, she managed to stand back up, Kaa's coils limply falling away from her body, exposing her nude form. Kaa's come still glazed her belly and dripped down her smooth thighs. A warm morning breeze rushed against her bare skin and she gave a shiver. The naked child then tentatively stepped over Kaa's coils, the light of the sun glowing against her skin and the curves of her rear, semen having dribbled down her legs and clung from her toes in dangling whips. Kaa continued to sleep, still completely clueless.

Mowgli balanced herself on the branch, feet upon ancient wood. Then, she turned around and knelt down by Kaa's body. With a grunt, she then placed her hands upon the snake and pushed. Time for a taste of his own medicine.

Kaa's eyes yanked open as soon as he felt himself slip off the branch. "What are you up to, you stupid-?" was all he could get out before the bulk of his coils dropped out of the tree. Like a rope cast to sea, Kaa's head was yanked in the direction his body had just departed and banged off several smaller branches in the process. After flipping over a few more branchling levels below, he finally landed on the ground in a crumpled heap, stars orbiting around his head, wondering what had just happened.

From above, Mowgli gave a war whoop in jubilation. She jumped in the air upon the branch, naked and without a care in the world.

Groaning, the snake raised his head and shook his head, trying to clear his sinuses. "Ooh, that brat!" he grumbled. "Why, when I get my coils on her…"

It turned out that he did not have to wait long, because instead of running away, Mowgli had descended down the tree until she had reached a branch halfway between her perch and the ground. She had bent her legs after stepping out onto it, testing its pliability, and, with a scream, launched herself off the branch and towards the snake, landing on him in a frenzied tackle.

The next moment was a manic whirl of skin and coils as Mowgli tried to hurt the snake and Kaa tried to wrap Mowgli up again. The girl-cub landed on Kaa, wrapped her feet around his trunk as best as she could and punched the snake in the face a couple of times, but this didn't faze him one bit. He merely cracked his tail, whipping Mowgli off into a sideways cartwheel through the air and she landed several feet away.

She was not to be deterred so easily as she leapt back to her feet, ready to square off again. But Kaa's massive frame had slithered behind her and made another whipcrack with his tail that planted square across the girl's butt. Mowgli screamed and clutched the affected area, giving Kaa enough time to sweep his tail and send the naked girl back to the ground.

Rearing up, Kaa launched a cobra-quick strike that Mowgli barely rolled out of the way to avoid. The snake's blow shook the earth and he quickly repeated his action, forcing the girl on the defensive, having to roll in time to dodge each attack. But the child quickly recovered and raced towards a boulder, launching herself off of it. With both feet, she slammed the top of Kaa's head and drove him to earth, pinning him in as massive of a stomp as she could muster.

With the girl's bare feet pinning him down, Kaa glanced up at the child, seeing the folds between her legs where he had been availing himself last night. A grin came to his face.

Mowgli just kept stomping on Kaa's head, sweat dribbling down her body. "That's what you get, snake!" she screamed. "That's what you get when you mess with—"

She had not been looking behind her, where Kaa's tail had been angling in a precise strike. Quick as a flash, the tail wrapped around Mowgli's wrist, then the other, and quickly yanked upward, lifting the child off the ground.

"No!" Mowgli cried, tears springing to the corners of her eyes automatically, terrified at being made so helpless again.

Rotating his jaw, Kaa raised his head and gave a withering glare towards the child. "Oh, yes, girl-cub," Kaa hissed as he grew closer to her dangling body. "You have to pay for hurting me so. I was going to make this quick, but you've left me no other choice."

The girl's legs were kicking in all directions, her butt nudging against the serpentine trunk that was holding her aloft. Her belly shone with a film of fear and sweat and she trembled in Kaa's grip.

The snake expertly dodged Mowgli's kicks and wormed his way between her legs once again. He was close enough that he could just stick out his tongue and lick where he had been licking before, claiming what was his from last night, what she would always be. "Are you ready, girl-cub?" he mocked.

"Not…" Mowgli shut her eyes, squeezing out a few tears of defiance, "…yet!"

Unexpectedly, Mowgli clamped her thighs around Kaa's head, the action enough to startle him as he gave a quick choking sound! Then Mowgli pulled her legs upward, moving Kaa's head past her folds, her belly, her breasts, and she leaned her own head forward so that she could give him a surprise of her own: a kiss. It only lasted for a quick moment, the soft lips of the child pressing against Kaa's cold and scaley ones, but the action was enough for Kaa to slacken in confusion, allowing Mowgli to slip out of his coils and fall to the ground, a faint line of spittle briefly connecting their lips together before it was broken.

There was only one moment and Mowgli seized it, dashing off into the forest, her bare feet and butt the last thing that Kaa saw before the girl-cub disappeared into a screen of ferns.

The girl dashed through the trees, leaves and vines slapping at her naked body, her feet clambering over roots, over the leaf-strewn ground. She darted into the misty jungle, her body moist with condensation and Kaa's come. She shot her way through waxy bushes, holding up her arms to protect her face, tripping and slipping over obstacles along the hilly forest, sometimes rolling down a slope for several seconds and tumbling end over end.

But she did not stop, kept on clawing herself back to her feet every time she fell. She had no idea where she was going. All that she knew was that she had to run.

Mowgli had completely lost her bearings by the time she finally stopped running, having sworn she had lost Kaa's trail on her. She doubled over at the edge of a field to catch her breath, her body battered and bruised from her escapade through the jungle. She then finally seemed to take stock that she was as naked as can be and that she had completely forgot about searching for her loincloth when she was down near the base of the tree, scrapping with Kaa. Well, it was not like she could go back and get it. She could survive out in the jungle completely nude, in any case.

She trudged on, becoming hidden in the morning mists and the groves of ferns that lined the path. Her small and bare body was swallowed up by the foliage as she crept along, the child's feet padding over the roots and rocks that were in her way. She wondered what Bagheera would say if he saw her like this, naked and scarred from her interaction with Kaa. Perhaps the panther would take it upon himself to kill the snake as retaliation. She knew she wanted to do just that, herself. But not as young as she was, she reckoned. She still had a lot of growing-up to do. Then she would get even.

After scrambling down an incline of boulders backwards to get to a new area of the forest, Mowgli came across a still pond that was surrounded by a barrier of thick bushes. She was still covered in sweat and Kaa's fluids—in other words, she was in dire need of a bath.

Wading in, finding the water to already be warm, Mowgli submerged herself into the pond, coming up for air after holding her breath underwater for about a quarter of a minute, moving her damp hair out of her eyes as she gasped and coughed for breath. The naked child swam in the water for a bit, taking laps of the pond, and this part of the jungle was as quiet as a tomb.

Soon, she floated on her back, her limbs spread, as she watched as the sun dappled through the branches above her, flickering into her eyes. She floated, serene and peaceful, a smile of relief coming to her face.

But as she was absorbed in her own little world, she didn't notice that the pond had started rippling from something entering the water, just behind her. She just floated in the water, sighing occasionally, as the ripples grew closer and closer, until it was too late.

There was an explosion of spray and color and Mowgli screamed as she was suddenly launched through the air, all her limbs flailing for a moment. She hit the ground face-first and groaned as something rose from the water just behind her.

The child rolled onto her back and instinctively froze. "Oh… oh no…" she whimpered.

"Yes, I thought you'd be surprised to see me, girl-cub," Shere Khan said as he stalked forward towards Mowgli, his wet fur dripping with water. His claws gouged scratches into the rocks that he stepped upon and Mowgli's eyes widened, knowing that one swipe from those could open her up in an instant. "I was curious after I heard the news from last night. You see, world has already gotten all over the jungle about what the snake has done to you. Curious. Is there any credence to Kaa's braggadocio, girl-cub?"

Mowgli radiated with a heat of vile anger. Kaa was bragging about raping her? She was so angry that she forgot her fear for the moment and leapt to her feet. There was a branch lying nearby. She grabbed it and held it aloft. "Back, tiger!" she cried. "I beat you once and I can beat you again?"

Shere Khan eyed the naked girl. Curious how the lack of a loincloth made her even less intimidating than she already was. He eyed the gap between her legs. How her wet body shone in the morning sun, glistening and… dare he imagine… pure! He was too cunning to laugh aloud, but he did allow a broad smile to slowly spread across his face. "Without your red flower? That will be a challenge for you."

Gnashing her teeth, Mowgli sprang forward, and unleashed a ferocious roar. She swung the branch down, but her weapon had been rotted from the inside long ago and smashed to splinters upon the tiger's head without so much as causing a scratch. Shere Khan gave a lazy blink, reared up to his full height, and smirked at the girl who was only holding three remaining inches of branch left in her hands and looking very sheepish and stupid right about now. "My turn," he purred.

Mowgli tried to turn and run, but a right cross from Shere Khan's paw smashed her in the face, spinning her around and knocking her against a nearby tree. The child tried to stand, but another blow to her side sent her into the air and rolling a few feet away.

"Not going to put up a fight, are you?" the tiger taunted.

The child dragged herself along the ground with her hands and finally got to her feet, but Shere Khan had pounced upon her again before she could even take stock of her whereabouts.

Another combo walloped her: paws to her face, chin, and the back of her head. She was knocked this way and that, hit so hard that she was seeing loops in her eyes and her balance was all shot. In her wobbly state, Mowgli attempted to lay out a punch of her own, but Shere Khan stuck out a leg and swept it, flipping Mowgli head over heels so that she smashed upon the ground on her belly once more.

Dazed, the child fluttered with unconsciousness, her eyelids becoming heavy. She moaned upon the ground, her pale skin dotted with bruises and slight scratches.

There was a thudding sound and Mowgli felt warm water splatter her back. She raised her head in horror, noticing the paws that were spaced on either side of her head. The tiger was standing directly over her now. This was it. If not in Kaa's clutches, then by the tiger's hand she would die. She struggled not to cry out in vain, instead shaking so hard she was nearly vibrating on the ground.

The tiger noted the pathetic sight. "Not an inkling of sport," he sighed. "While the jungle would be better without man in it, killing you now would do no good. You're not special, girl-cub. Just lucky. Lucky I don't spill your guts right here and be done with it."

Mowgli kept herself still. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the fatal blow.

But the tiger continued to pontificate to himself. "Alas, the snake may have had a point. Sometimes, we need to remind you of your place in this jungle. If I can't kill you, then I have to turn to other matters. Now… hold still."

The child had no idea what the tiger was referring to until she felt damp fur at her back as the tiger lowered himself closer to her, but did not set his full weight atop her lest he crush her. Mowgli continued to shake, feeling dread at being so close to the tiger's warmth.

And then she felt something long and hard rest upon the cleft between her buttocks. It moved further down, prodding at her anus. It added a little pressure and Mowgli whimpered, a spike of ecstasy somehow flashing its way down to her toes.

Just above her, Shere Khan grumbled. "Hmm, not mature enough to accept me, eh? No matter. I can get by just fine like this."

Mowgli's cheeks then flushed red as she felt the tiger start to move back and forth upon her, rubbing what she realized what was his penis upon her butt. She dared not look behind her, lest she see the terrible sight. The tiger's penis moved back and forth frantically, grinding at her anus, and producing the same sort of sensations that she had felt in the tree with Kaa. Shamefully, Mowgli tried to burrow her head in the dirt in front of her, her cries faintly tinged with pleasure, to her chagrin.

Anyone watching the sight from afar would have seen the tiger thrusting with abandon against the human child in his clutches right near the pool. Mowgli's legs were twitching from underneath Shere Khan, her toes curled helplessly. Her hands scratched the ground in front of her, as if she was trying to pull herself away but lacked the strength to do so.

After a minute of her praying for it to be over, she felt Shere Khan lay a paw upon her shoulder. The tiger flipped her over so that she was now directly looking up at him, and the pressure of his penis was now rubbing between her legs, atop her slit, his thrusts reaching up to her belly button.

"Look at me, girl-cub," Shere Khan commanded. "Look at me and realize who is your master in this jungle."

Mowgli did not have to be told twice. The tiger thrusted back and forth and she just stared up into the trees, almost blankly. She felt the penis rubbing at her outside passage, still not looking down to see what was happening. She tried closing her eyes to shut herself out from the rape, but the tiger grabbed her face, mushing her cheeks together, forcing her eyes to bug open, whimpers squeezing through her smashed mouth.

The tiger's thrusting grew more feverish and his pants more energetic. "Almost there, girl-cub," he heaved. "It… it's going to be…"

Shere Khan couldn't finish his sentence as his orgasm choked his own words away. There was a brief moment where it seemed the world had fallen silent, and then the tiger gave a low grunt and Mowgli felt hot warmth splatter her stomach, then her chest, and then a hot wave drenched her face as the tiger's spurts coated her from head to toe. She opened her mouth to gasp and a large burst splashed deep into it. She spluttered and coughed, spraying semen into the air.

Shere Khan's come glazed the child's entire front. Semen pooled in the girl-cub's navel, sloughed off her side, and dribbled off her face. Mowgli kept on uncontrollably coughing from the tiger's come having gone into her mouth, up her nose, and into her eyes. She tried to raise a hand to wipe away the semen, but that just clung to the back of her hand in massive tendrils.

The tiger shook his head, feeling somewhat lightheaded, and stepped away to admire his handiwork. The girl-cub was curled up on the forest floor, soaked with his come, shivering pathetically. His seed oozed down her skin in slobbering lines and dripped from her body, dangling like vines from her face.

"The lesson ends for today, girl-cub," Shere Khan pretended to study his nails. "But this will be the last one I give you. Mark my words, if I see you in this jungle again, I will kill you. Though I cannot wait to hear more tales of how you will continue to be humiliated in such fashion. Ta-ta!"

With that, the tiger whipped away and headed through the bushes and long grass, his lanky striped tail making a bit of a bob and a wave before he slipped out of view, leaving the naked child to tremble where he had left her.

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