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K. Rool’s a fun character. He’s like a weird mix of cold, calculating and ruthless, and a childish, psychotic cartoon villain. The end result is amazing; how often do you get someone who spends a whole game being this intimidating, horrible boss threatening his minions with Klaptraps to get them to hurry up, and then turns the final battle into a boxing match, complete with hamming it up for the crowd? Things like that are why he’s one of my favorite Nintendo villains; heck, he’s my favorite character to use in Smash Bros. Ultimate!
I’ve never understood why there’s so little art of him hypnotized; he’s a big, goofy crocodile, what’s not to love?
Hopefully, this is the start of that changing!
K. Rool smirked as he strutted through the halls, countless Kremlings bowing before him with eyes swirling with colors, looks of awe replacing the usual fear. It was about time his minions showed him the proper reverence! It had been well worth the effort of forcing Kaa to train them; now this was the life!
He couldn’t wait to see DK kneeling before him, the spellbound simian ready to rampage at his king’s command-
The croc was snapped form his thoughts by a Kritter clearing his throat.
“What?!” K. Rool snapped. He’d been enjoying that daydream…
“Congrats on your brilliant plan, Sire!” the Kritter grinned. “Wanna play some baseball as a pre-victory celebration? DK doesn’t know about Kaa, and we didn’t steal any bananas, so it’s not like he could interrupt!”
“…Tempting, but between destroying you in baseball and making that ape bow to me, the second one’s so much better!” K. Rool smirked.
“Oh, because I was hearing rumors from some other Kritters that you weren’t good at it anymore, and that was why-“ the Kritter was cut off by K. Rool glaring in his face.
“WHO. WAS IT?!” he snarled.
The Kritter yelped. “I don’t know! We all kind of look alike, except for colors, and it’s really hard to tell with all the pretty rainbows everywhere!”
K. Rool snapped his fingers. “Kludge!”
The blue Kremlling immediately saluted. “Yes, my lord?”
K. Rool pointed as he hopped onto Kludge’s back. “Carry me to victory! I’ll show those idiots who’s bad at baseball!
“Gladly! …Uh, which way is victory?” Kludge asked, scratching his head.
K. Rool facepalmed. “The baseball field, you dolt!”
“Right!” Kludge took off, charging through the door, while his king smashed face-first into the wall above it.
K. Rool fell to the ground with a groan, giving the Kremlings a furious glare. “None of you saw that!”
Kaa stared at the stadium’s entrance in confusion. Why did it sound like someone was crashing through the walls?
Finally, K. Rool stormed through the entrance, brushing himself off, as Kludge staggered in behind him, head stuck in the king’s blunderbuss.
Kaa blinked. “Why isssss-“
“Because he’s a clumsy idiot who can’t handle a height limit to save his life,” the Kremling snapped. “Kludge, get me my bat.”
Kludge rapidly nodded, repeatedly conking his king over the head with the weapon.
“GIVE ME THAT!” K. Rool roared, grabbing his gun. With a pull of the trigger, Kludge went flying down the hall. Another pull fired a cannonball after him. And another. And another. And another.
About a cannonball-filled minute later, K. Rool turned to the onlookers. “So, who’s ready to play ball?”
Kaa glared. Somehow, over the course of an entire baseball game, there had been no point where he’d been able to be alone with Kludge. Obviously, he’d been stuck on the sidelines; he could grab things with his tail or mouth, but that only got you so far in sports. As it was, K. Rool was leaving, Kludge in tow.
He couldn’t allow that.
“Throw a pitch ssssstraight towardssssss the king’sssssss head and ssssstart booing,” Kaa muttered to a nearby Kremling.
With a nod, the crocodile reared back, and with all he had, beaned K. Rool with the ball.
“WHO THREW THAT?!” K. Rool demanded.
“Boo! You stink! Cranky Kong plays better than you!” the pitcher yelled.
K. Rool snapped his fingers. “Kludge?”
The blue Kremling perked up. “Yes, Your Majesty?”
The crowned crocodile pointed. “SIC ‘EM! Meet me at the Flying Kroc when you’re done!”
The poor pitcher proceeded to run for dear life. Thankfully for him, Kaa piped up the second K. Rool strutted out of sight. “Kludge! Look me in the eyesssss!”
Kludge whirled around, and soon enough, his master’s spirals had left him a drooling, blissful mess.
Kaa smirked. “Sssssuch a good boy! Ssssso obedient. You’re going to help me with a ssssssurprissssse for the king…”
K. Rool smirked as he entered his airship. It had been FAR too long since he’d gotten to be that ape’s worst nightmare. No more Tikis or Snowmads, this was all K. Rool (with some mild assistance from Kaa and the Kremling Krew)! He was going to watch Donkey Kong bow to him, brainwashed and even more brainless than usual, and laugh as he conquered his own island. AND THEN IT WAS ALL HIS! The island, the Kongs, THAT TREEHOUSE!
And if he couldn’t have it all, he could still crush it all! K. Lumsy was going to be singing a different tune when Kaa was through with him! He was half-tempted to snap him out of it afterwards, give him a nice long look at all he’d trampled, before putting him under again; the look on his face would be priceless! He could fill an entire swimming pool with the tears! He could picture it now…
Sadly for K. Rool, the sound of footsteps stopped his fantasy from getting started.
K. Rool whirled around to see Kludge climbing into the Flying Kroc, Kaa wrapped around him. “It’s about time you got here! Ready?!”
Kludge gave a cheery thumbs-up as Kaa nodded. “All’sssss ready, Your Highnesssss!”
“Perfect!” the king grinned. “Takeoff in 3, 2-“
“Actually, there isssss one thing,” Kaa chimed in, slithering off of Kludge as the blue Kremling closed the door behind them.
“What?!” K. Rool snapped, whirling around-
To find himself face-to-face with the most beautiful colors he’d ever seen.
The king stared into the swirls, his jaw falling slack…
For all of five seconds before he whipped out his blunderbuss, wrenching his eyes away.
“TRAITOR!” He roared. “The Krew’ll be hard-pressed to find your head once – oof!”
Kludge had taken the opportunity to tackle his king, pinning him to the ground.
“Get off me, you idiot! Tear Kaa to shreds!” K. Rool snarled.
There was no response from the grinning Kremling.
“Are you not hearing me? Attack!” the king yelled.
“Actually, he issssn’t,” Kaa snickered. “I told him to tackle you the sssssecond you aimed that gun of yoursssss at me, and that he wouldn’t hear anything afterwardsssss until your eyes were assssss sssssswirly asssss hissssss. Quite a fun little loophole; I wissssssh I’d thought of it sssssooner. You’re terrible to work for.”
A bloodshot eye bulged. “YOU-“
“Ssssssshhhhhh,” Kaa smiled, eyes full of colorful spirals as he leaned in close. “No need to fusssssss, my king. Jussssst relaxssssss.”
K. Rool growled, but try as he might, he couldn’t tear his eyes away, his head twitching with the effort as he gritted his teeth. Still, Kaa was going to have an uphill battle; his mind was far too strong for- ooh, that was a lovely shade of green, not as good as his scales of course, but-
NO! He was the snake’s king, not his toy!
“You ssssseem to be having trouble relaxsssssing, my king,” Kaa continued. “Perhapsssss thisssss will help?”
Out of the corner of his eye, K. Rool could see a Crystal Coconut in Kaa’s coils, and suddenly, the snake’s eyes were so much more appealing, so pretty to look at and so easy to get lost in. Swirl after swirl passed through his sight, and the Kremling found himself following them, moving his head in circles as he struggled not to smile.
“You truly are my king,” Kaa smirked. “A king reliesssss on hissssss ssssservantssssss to care for him, to take care of tasssssksssss sssssso they don’t have to. A king trussssstsss in hissss ssservantssss, and sssso a king isssss free to relaxsssss, to resssst eassssy without a thought in their head.”
That… sounded right? It was hard to think with all the beautiful colors. He… he shouldn’t look into them, shouldn’t let the snake control him… but Kaa was his servant. A king trusted in his servants…
Slowly, the crocodile’s struggles came to a stop, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks as a smile crept up his face. He… didn’t need to think, did he? He could let Kaa handle that. He just needed to relax, let the spirals sweep his thoughts away…
Kaa grinned as he gently nudged Kludge, the blue Kremling backing away from K. Rool. The snake rose from the ground, swaying to and fro, and the croc rose with him, jaw falling slack as he mimicked his movements. Kaa backed away, and K. Rool followed, his tongue flopping out as he stumbled across the room. Soon enough, the king was climbing a staircase of coils, marching through loop after loop without a care in the world.
Kaa’s tail poked his snout, and K. Rool came to a halt. The snake’s tail crept up the croc’s body, feeling and stroking as it sent shivers down his spine. It circled the king, scale siding across scale as he was wrapped up to his shoulders, and then the real pleasure started. Coils compressed, coils caressed, and King K. Rool was reduced to a moaning, panting mess. He’d had massages before, but this put them all to shame. His body cuddled by coils, his mind swept clean by colors, K. Rool had never felt happier in his life. He couldn’t care less about Donkey Kong; all he needed, all he wanted was for this to never end.
He'd started to drool by the time Kaa spoke up again. “Ssssssuch a good king. Ssssssuch a clever king. A monarch asssss great and mighty assssss you hassssss nothing to worry about. Only a king such as you could have sssssuch an amazing and helpful sssssservant sssuch as me. You’re free to relaxssss without a thought in your head; your trusssted sssservant Kaa will take up the burdensssss of your choicessss and free will. All you need to do isssss lissssten to me, and provide me with anything I assssk. Food, conversssssation, protection, play – you’ll happily assssissssst, knowing you’ll be ssssafe and ssssound with me around. You’ll have the luxssssury of being my king, a proud and cherissssshed pet, and I your beloved massssster.”
Drool dripping from a dopey smile, colors whirling madly in his eyes, tongue hanging loose as his tail wagged at warp speeds behind him, K. Rool had never agreed faster. “Of course, my Master! You’ll take care of everything I want, achieve all my goals! I’ll grant you anything, listen to anything you have to say! I’m your great and mighty king, a proud pet for my Master Kaa to serve!”
Kaa rolled his eyes. Somehow even entranced, the king managed to be full of himself. He supposed that was on him, trying to play to his ego….
Ah well. He’d be a fine pet all the same.
Kaa gave K. Rool a final tug on the neck, and wiith a PING!, the king broke into the biggest, goofiest grin of his life.
Kaa smirked as he looked over the Kremling in his coils. Strong and muscular with plenty of room for coils, K. Rool was quite a catch. He'd need to work on that personality, but someone this good-looking would be well-worth the effort. The Kremlings would have their king back eventually, nicer, more appreciative, and a lot less temperamental.
Speaking of which, he hadn’t forgotten K. Rool’s threats, or his order for any Kremling that saw him with rainbow eyes to attack and snap him out of it. Lucky for him, he already had a plan; K. Rool being a lousy boss would come in handy for once.
He’d keep his word; he’d definitely entrance K. Lumsy, and he’d take a shot at hypnotizing Donkey Kong (albeit from a very safe distance; he was definitely making sure he had an escape route if it didn’t work). The Crystal Coconuts had been an effective power boost, but he burned through them so quickly, and it was anyone’s guess if they’d work on DK.
Luckily, he had the perfect test dummy. K. Rool would be spending quite a few nights blissfully brainwashed out of his mind, a trigger in place to keep him that way. There was no way Kaa was going through all this again if he didn’t have to. For now, though, he’d have K. Rool cancel the launch, and see if he was still carrying those sunglasses.
After all, the sooner they left, the sooner they got to cuddle.
He was so cute in coils.
I’ve never understood why there’s so little art of him hypnotized; he’s a big, goofy crocodile, what’s not to love?
Hopefully, this is the start of that changing!
K. Rool smirked as he strutted through the halls, countless Kremlings bowing before him with eyes swirling with colors, looks of awe replacing the usual fear. It was about time his minions showed him the proper reverence! It had been well worth the effort of forcing Kaa to train them; now this was the life!
He couldn’t wait to see DK kneeling before him, the spellbound simian ready to rampage at his king’s command-
The croc was snapped form his thoughts by a Kritter clearing his throat.
“What?!” K. Rool snapped. He’d been enjoying that daydream…
“Congrats on your brilliant plan, Sire!” the Kritter grinned. “Wanna play some baseball as a pre-victory celebration? DK doesn’t know about Kaa, and we didn’t steal any bananas, so it’s not like he could interrupt!”
“…Tempting, but between destroying you in baseball and making that ape bow to me, the second one’s so much better!” K. Rool smirked.
“Oh, because I was hearing rumors from some other Kritters that you weren’t good at it anymore, and that was why-“ the Kritter was cut off by K. Rool glaring in his face.
“WHO. WAS IT?!” he snarled.
The Kritter yelped. “I don’t know! We all kind of look alike, except for colors, and it’s really hard to tell with all the pretty rainbows everywhere!”
K. Rool snapped his fingers. “Kludge!”
The blue Kremlling immediately saluted. “Yes, my lord?”
K. Rool pointed as he hopped onto Kludge’s back. “Carry me to victory! I’ll show those idiots who’s bad at baseball!
“Gladly! …Uh, which way is victory?” Kludge asked, scratching his head.
K. Rool facepalmed. “The baseball field, you dolt!”
“Right!” Kludge took off, charging through the door, while his king smashed face-first into the wall above it.
K. Rool fell to the ground with a groan, giving the Kremlings a furious glare. “None of you saw that!”
Kaa stared at the stadium’s entrance in confusion. Why did it sound like someone was crashing through the walls?
Finally, K. Rool stormed through the entrance, brushing himself off, as Kludge staggered in behind him, head stuck in the king’s blunderbuss.
Kaa blinked. “Why isssss-“
“Because he’s a clumsy idiot who can’t handle a height limit to save his life,” the Kremling snapped. “Kludge, get me my bat.”
Kludge rapidly nodded, repeatedly conking his king over the head with the weapon.
“GIVE ME THAT!” K. Rool roared, grabbing his gun. With a pull of the trigger, Kludge went flying down the hall. Another pull fired a cannonball after him. And another. And another. And another.
About a cannonball-filled minute later, K. Rool turned to the onlookers. “So, who’s ready to play ball?”
Kaa glared. Somehow, over the course of an entire baseball game, there had been no point where he’d been able to be alone with Kludge. Obviously, he’d been stuck on the sidelines; he could grab things with his tail or mouth, but that only got you so far in sports. As it was, K. Rool was leaving, Kludge in tow.
He couldn’t allow that.
“Throw a pitch ssssstraight towardssssss the king’sssssss head and ssssstart booing,” Kaa muttered to a nearby Kremling.
With a nod, the crocodile reared back, and with all he had, beaned K. Rool with the ball.
“WHO THREW THAT?!” K. Rool demanded.
“Boo! You stink! Cranky Kong plays better than you!” the pitcher yelled.
K. Rool snapped his fingers. “Kludge?”
The blue Kremling perked up. “Yes, Your Majesty?”
The crowned crocodile pointed. “SIC ‘EM! Meet me at the Flying Kroc when you’re done!”
The poor pitcher proceeded to run for dear life. Thankfully for him, Kaa piped up the second K. Rool strutted out of sight. “Kludge! Look me in the eyesssss!”
Kludge whirled around, and soon enough, his master’s spirals had left him a drooling, blissful mess.
Kaa smirked. “Sssssuch a good boy! Ssssso obedient. You’re going to help me with a ssssssurprissssse for the king…”
K. Rool smirked as he entered his airship. It had been FAR too long since he’d gotten to be that ape’s worst nightmare. No more Tikis or Snowmads, this was all K. Rool (with some mild assistance from Kaa and the Kremling Krew)! He was going to watch Donkey Kong bow to him, brainwashed and even more brainless than usual, and laugh as he conquered his own island. AND THEN IT WAS ALL HIS! The island, the Kongs, THAT TREEHOUSE!
And if he couldn’t have it all, he could still crush it all! K. Lumsy was going to be singing a different tune when Kaa was through with him! He was half-tempted to snap him out of it afterwards, give him a nice long look at all he’d trampled, before putting him under again; the look on his face would be priceless! He could fill an entire swimming pool with the tears! He could picture it now…
Sadly for K. Rool, the sound of footsteps stopped his fantasy from getting started.
K. Rool whirled around to see Kludge climbing into the Flying Kroc, Kaa wrapped around him. “It’s about time you got here! Ready?!”
Kludge gave a cheery thumbs-up as Kaa nodded. “All’sssss ready, Your Highnesssss!”
“Perfect!” the king grinned. “Takeoff in 3, 2-“
“Actually, there isssss one thing,” Kaa chimed in, slithering off of Kludge as the blue Kremling closed the door behind them.
“What?!” K. Rool snapped, whirling around-
To find himself face-to-face with the most beautiful colors he’d ever seen.
The king stared into the swirls, his jaw falling slack…
For all of five seconds before he whipped out his blunderbuss, wrenching his eyes away.
“TRAITOR!” He roared. “The Krew’ll be hard-pressed to find your head once – oof!”
Kludge had taken the opportunity to tackle his king, pinning him to the ground.
“Get off me, you idiot! Tear Kaa to shreds!” K. Rool snarled.
There was no response from the grinning Kremling.
“Are you not hearing me? Attack!” the king yelled.
“Actually, he issssn’t,” Kaa snickered. “I told him to tackle you the sssssecond you aimed that gun of yoursssss at me, and that he wouldn’t hear anything afterwardsssss until your eyes were assssss sssssswirly asssss hissssss. Quite a fun little loophole; I wissssssh I’d thought of it sssssooner. You’re terrible to work for.”
A bloodshot eye bulged. “YOU-“
“Ssssssshhhhhh,” Kaa smiled, eyes full of colorful spirals as he leaned in close. “No need to fusssssss, my king. Jussssst relaxssssss.”
K. Rool growled, but try as he might, he couldn’t tear his eyes away, his head twitching with the effort as he gritted his teeth. Still, Kaa was going to have an uphill battle; his mind was far too strong for- ooh, that was a lovely shade of green, not as good as his scales of course, but-
NO! He was the snake’s king, not his toy!
“You ssssseem to be having trouble relaxsssssing, my king,” Kaa continued. “Perhapsssss thisssss will help?”
Out of the corner of his eye, K. Rool could see a Crystal Coconut in Kaa’s coils, and suddenly, the snake’s eyes were so much more appealing, so pretty to look at and so easy to get lost in. Swirl after swirl passed through his sight, and the Kremling found himself following them, moving his head in circles as he struggled not to smile.
“You truly are my king,” Kaa smirked. “A king reliesssss on hissssss ssssservantssssss to care for him, to take care of tasssssksssss sssssso they don’t have to. A king trussssstsss in hissss ssservantssss, and sssso a king isssss free to relaxsssss, to resssst eassssy without a thought in their head.”
That… sounded right? It was hard to think with all the beautiful colors. He… he shouldn’t look into them, shouldn’t let the snake control him… but Kaa was his servant. A king trusted in his servants…
Slowly, the crocodile’s struggles came to a stop, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks as a smile crept up his face. He… didn’t need to think, did he? He could let Kaa handle that. He just needed to relax, let the spirals sweep his thoughts away…
Kaa grinned as he gently nudged Kludge, the blue Kremling backing away from K. Rool. The snake rose from the ground, swaying to and fro, and the croc rose with him, jaw falling slack as he mimicked his movements. Kaa backed away, and K. Rool followed, his tongue flopping out as he stumbled across the room. Soon enough, the king was climbing a staircase of coils, marching through loop after loop without a care in the world.
Kaa’s tail poked his snout, and K. Rool came to a halt. The snake’s tail crept up the croc’s body, feeling and stroking as it sent shivers down his spine. It circled the king, scale siding across scale as he was wrapped up to his shoulders, and then the real pleasure started. Coils compressed, coils caressed, and King K. Rool was reduced to a moaning, panting mess. He’d had massages before, but this put them all to shame. His body cuddled by coils, his mind swept clean by colors, K. Rool had never felt happier in his life. He couldn’t care less about Donkey Kong; all he needed, all he wanted was for this to never end.
He'd started to drool by the time Kaa spoke up again. “Ssssssuch a good king. Ssssssuch a clever king. A monarch asssss great and mighty assssss you hassssss nothing to worry about. Only a king such as you could have sssssuch an amazing and helpful sssssservant sssuch as me. You’re free to relaxssss without a thought in your head; your trusssted sssservant Kaa will take up the burdensssss of your choicessss and free will. All you need to do isssss lissssten to me, and provide me with anything I assssk. Food, conversssssation, protection, play – you’ll happily assssissssst, knowing you’ll be ssssafe and ssssound with me around. You’ll have the luxssssury of being my king, a proud and cherissssshed pet, and I your beloved massssster.”
Drool dripping from a dopey smile, colors whirling madly in his eyes, tongue hanging loose as his tail wagged at warp speeds behind him, K. Rool had never agreed faster. “Of course, my Master! You’ll take care of everything I want, achieve all my goals! I’ll grant you anything, listen to anything you have to say! I’m your great and mighty king, a proud pet for my Master Kaa to serve!”
Kaa rolled his eyes. Somehow even entranced, the king managed to be full of himself. He supposed that was on him, trying to play to his ego….
Ah well. He’d be a fine pet all the same.
Kaa gave K. Rool a final tug on the neck, and wiith a PING!, the king broke into the biggest, goofiest grin of his life.
Kaa smirked as he looked over the Kremling in his coils. Strong and muscular with plenty of room for coils, K. Rool was quite a catch. He'd need to work on that personality, but someone this good-looking would be well-worth the effort. The Kremlings would have their king back eventually, nicer, more appreciative, and a lot less temperamental.
Speaking of which, he hadn’t forgotten K. Rool’s threats, or his order for any Kremling that saw him with rainbow eyes to attack and snap him out of it. Lucky for him, he already had a plan; K. Rool being a lousy boss would come in handy for once.
He’d keep his word; he’d definitely entrance K. Lumsy, and he’d take a shot at hypnotizing Donkey Kong (albeit from a very safe distance; he was definitely making sure he had an escape route if it didn’t work). The Crystal Coconuts had been an effective power boost, but he burned through them so quickly, and it was anyone’s guess if they’d work on DK.
Luckily, he had the perfect test dummy. K. Rool would be spending quite a few nights blissfully brainwashed out of his mind, a trigger in place to keep him that way. There was no way Kaa was going through all this again if he didn’t have to. For now, though, he’d have K. Rool cancel the launch, and see if he was still carrying those sunglasses.
After all, the sooner they left, the sooner they got to cuddle.
He was so cute in coils.
Category All / Hypnosis
Species Alligator / Crocodile
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