The Jungle of Fear

Deep in the glossy black jungle of the Bodyverse a few nights later in the bizarre courtyard of Attila The Ghoul.

Her scent attracted them like flys.
The beastgoyles watch the sensous Josephine as she lives up to her rep as the Sexy Beast. At the sametime the leader of the BeastGoyles senses Josephine uneasy fear of this jungle which puts them at advantage. The other advantage the beastgoyles are stronger than the ghouls and could easily kill the ghouls in a shock attack of thier clans. The leader keeps his eye on the prize Josephine. Since they still making out to kill and chop off the head of Attila would and abducing his lovely consort Josephine wouldl be an added bonus.
 The leader singnals with his fingers and eyes to the others of his tribe to have thier spears pose to kill Attila first thing but leave the hardbody girl unharmed. He gives the signal and the spears are thrown-

Josephine screams and jumps horror as ghoul's blood splatters on her. Before Josephine could flee the BeastGhouls surround her. The leader orders "BOUND HER."
 "UH-OH," she murmurs.
  Large hands grab her wrists behind her back she feels silk thin rope wrap around her wrists. She remains quiet as she lets her captors have her way with her. She sees no point in trying to resist or flee from them.
 "Now watch Josephine of Earth," The leader orders.
She doe so.
The leader removes his scimitar sword and he chops off the head of Attila which rolls into a mud puddle.
 "I'm no longer his consort," Josephine murmurs softly. Her fear of the beastghouls especially of the leader who desires her as she stands nude and curvy in front of him.
 The leader quietly gathers Josephine over his shoulder as she squirms and moans. The beastgoyles disappear into the jungle trees with thier booty Josphine. The last thing she sees is the chopped head of Attila and quickly the courtyard fades in the exotic jungle mist. She feels the moistness against her bareskin.
 "I smell your fear my little one," The leader declares.
Joesphine responds with a soft moan. As her fear creeps through her nude curvy hardbod as her captors now drop to the ground far from Attila's familiar courtyard. Now the real unknown scares her and the leader knows it.