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During their travels before settling in the city of Canterlot, chef family Corriander Cumin and Saffron Masala have been in many exotic places outside of their own home. They have ran into and met many ponies and seen many lovely places, having quite an adventure roaming through Equestria. Of course, the lively daughter was going to see something rather unique, as the two have visited the town of Somnambula and resided in the small inn just outside the area. As coriander put down their bags, he rested on the bed, having a long day of trotting and cooking. However, Saffron wasn’t as tired, deciding to walk out for some fresh air and to see the desert, which astonished her as the sunset’s light and moonlight brought such beauty to the entire landscape. The unicorn could gaze and stare for hours, but her attention was stolen when she heard some rustling in the tropical trees just near the inn.
She walked to the spot, wanting to see what was hiding. The rustling continued, Saffron seeing something gleam by the light. It looked like scales from some coils, which she began to see was now getting closer to her this time. What poked its head out was a yellow serpent, which caused the chef mare to step back a bit, but the snake didn’t show any intimidation or aggression. She looked at the coils and saw that it was a rare Swirly Snake (I made that up), exotic serpents that had coil patterns of swirls that could create a hypnotic illusion when others look at them move. Saffron was amazed to see such a lovely snake, petting its head as it smiled, blushing and hissing. The snake then shivered when the breeze blew by, obviously cold from the incoming night air. Saffron remembered that Swirly Snakes never really traveled or lived alone, giving each other body heat as some are sensitive to seasons and temperature.
She pouted as she strokes the snakes head, not wanting to leave it alone and cold for the night. Saffron knew it needed to be warm, thinking maybe she can spend the night in its coils. The swirly snake hissed happily, wanting to wrap the cute mare up already, but not without making her feel sleepy given how late it might be and she was still up. The snake made sure its coils were in Saffron’s sight, shifting, lifting, and lowering its coils so the lovely mare could stare into the red swirls. Her mouth gaped open slowly, her attention slowly being captured by the strange patterns of swirls. They were still on the coils, but to her, they looked like they were spinning at a constant pace, melting her mind into a tired and dreary state.
The swirly snake began to circle its coils around Saffron, the pony’s eyes widened as the moving swirls looked like they were spinning frame by frame, like the little pictures shown on a zoetrope. She shivered as she felt the silky scales brush against her exotic coat, gasping as more of her body was being covered by those scales. Saffron smiled as she could feel the mushy and cozy coils squeeze and squish against her body, her hooves and flank no longer showing thanks to the swirled skin wrapping around her. Her belly was hugged by the coils, Saffron giggling at how ticklish it felt. Her forehooves were swallowed by the coils and soon her shoulders were being massaged by the tail until it slithered around her smooth neck. Giving a soft tug, Saffron gulped as she was fully entranced, her mind taken by the red shiny swirls and the softness of the snake’s coils hugging her.
Saffron yawned as she was sleepier thanks to the swirly snake’s hypnosis, giggling as the tip of the tail playfully poked the tip of her horn. The yellow coils squished and squeezed the pretty chef mare, bringing Saffron to slumber as she closed her eyes and snoozed lightly. The swirly snake could already feel how perfectly warm Saffron was, nuzzling its head with hers to feel more warmth until it went to sleep as well. As the sun finally sunk and the moon rising above the dessert, Saffron Masala and the swirly snake had a peaceful sleep throughout the welcoming and calm night.