DFTMC - Hunt

Story by Malifa on SoFurry

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Sorry it took so long to make a new story, but here is the continuation of Kaa and Mowgli's favorite game, Don't Fuck the Man-Cub!

Rules are: 10 words or less, make a rule that will somehow prevent Kaa from fucking Mowgli. I will then try to get around this rule.


'Have Mowgli run into the forest knowing he's being hunted'

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Mowgli jumped through the treetops, moving swiftly through the trees and the leaves of the jungle. He had a 10 minute head start, and he intended to make the most of it. He was going to win this game.

The rules were simple. He would go out into the jungle, armed with a long, straight stick. After he'd gotten a head start, the other village boys would go out and hunt for him. If they could overpower him and take away the stick, he'd lose. If he could tap them with it before they could take it away, they would have to sit out the rest of the hunt. Mowgli had to either avoid all of them until sunset or tap all of them to win.

Granted, it would be easy for Mowgli to just avoid all of the hunters...none of them could climb like he could. But that just wouldn't be fun. He'd tag them all, and he'd do it easily.

It wasn't long before Mowgli spotted his first target. One of the older boys, Jador. Mowgli watched him from the treetops for a moment, making sure the boy was alone. No chance of an ambush...it didn't even look like he was taking this game seriously.

Mowgli thought for a second, confused. Had it really been 10 minutes? It seemed like he'd just started...but the boy shook his head. No, it was time to play.

Mowgli smirked and silently slipped down to the ground behind him. This was almost too easy. Jador had no idea that Mowgli was about to tag him. Once Mowgli was close enough, he moved forward and tapped Jador with the tip of his stick. "Gotcha!"

Suddenly, Jador spun around and -

Colors.

Mowgli blinked, and then stared blankly at the colors that were swirling in Jador's eyes. He couldn't look away...he didn't want to look away...they were so pretty...Mowgli couldn't move, he just stared back and continued to hold the stick in place...

Jador gently gripped the stick in his hand. His eyes still swirling, Jador said "Let go of the stick, Mowgli."

Mowgli released his grip on, letting his hands fall to his sides. Jador, now holding the stick, moved it to his side and closed the distance between himself and Mowgli, bringing their eyes closer together. Mowgli didn't move, a smile creeping on his face as the colors spun closer and closer.

Jador smiled. "I have the stick, Mowgli. You lose."

Any argument Mowgli might've had fell away at the logic of the colors. "Yes...I lose." Mowgli replied, his smile becoming wider and wider.

"And what happens to losers?"

Mowgli knew the answer. He'd always known the answer. The colors just helped him to remember. "They get fucked by the winners." He answered, his smile covering his face.

Jador nodded. "Lean against that tree."

Mowgli obeyed, turning around and placing his hands on the tree trunk, making sure to push his ass out towards Jador. The smile never left his face as he felt his loincloth being yanked off. Soon, Jador's hands gripped Mowgli's sides, and then...

Thrust.

Mowgli moaned in delight as Jador pushed deeper and deeper into him, his eyes still spinning with the colors. It was good to be a loser...

Mowgli jumped through the treetops, moving swiftly through the trees and the leaves of the jungle. He had a 15 minute head start, and he intended to make the most of it. He was going to win this game...

"Wake up, Mowgli."

Mowgli opened his eyes. He was back in the village...back in Kaa's private chambers. He was still naked, and his hands were tied to the stick he'd used for the hunt. His feet and legs weren't bound, but he didn't bother running. He'd lost, after all. Several times, he remembered. Although...

Mowgli looked up to see Kaa's smiling face. There were no spirals...he didn't need them now. But he knew how to use them..."Did you give all the boys...spirals?"

"Of course." Kaa nodded. "And they all beat you, one by one. But you'll never remember figuring that out for subsequent...hunts."

Mowgli couldn't help but smirk. "So I'd never win."

"Silly man-cub, you were never a player. You were the goal. Toren won in finding you first, so he'll get first pick tonight. But I let all the others catch you anyway, just to be fair. After all..." Kaa laughed, giving the boy's bare ass a playful smack. "This is really all about you getting as many knots in your tail as possible."

Mowgli giggled at that. That was true.

"It's good that you're having fun with all the other boys, Mowgli." Kaa snickered as his tail began to playfully squeeze Mowgli's waiting ass. "But I will always be your real master. The one to give you what you really want, what you need, what you deserve." Kaa leaned in close. "And why is that? Answer correctly, and you get to pick the next part of the game."

Mowgli smiled. "Because you were the one that hypnotized and brainwashed me in the first place."

"Perfect answer." Kaa laughed. "You get to make the next rule in the game...after we've had our little victory lap."

Mowgli nodded, and obediently spread his legs in anticipation of Kaa fucking him yet again. Kaa would always win this game, and winners got to fuck the losers.