<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Hypnosnake on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/hypnosnake/</link><description>Recent content in Hypnosnake on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/hypnosnake/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Kaa's Feeding</title><link>/stories/2009/06/06/kaas-feeding/</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/06/06/kaas-feeding/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Kaa cursed his luck. That accursed Man-cub had escaped his
coils once again. And he was so hungry, too!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then he heard music. Someone was singing nearby.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hadisha and Malia were washing clothes in the river. Hadisha
was a girl just entering womanhood, and already she was developing a
nicely formed body. Her sister, Malia, was three years older, and
more curvaceous.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kaa turned the corner and saw the two Man-village females. He licked
his mouth hungrily. These two were larger, meatier meals than that
scrawny Man-cub.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>