Deep in the dank,green mist jungles of the Bodyverse...somewhere in the Cult Maurader's castle amidst the beautiful dank,black jungle...
All Josephine recalls is passing out on the mysterious footpath toward the enigmatic Cult Leader's keep. She didn't know if she's passed out due to exhaustion or soreness all over her perfect hardbod. She only recalls feeling large clawlike hands scooping her up and resting her a powerful shoulder. As for the rest her mind is blank...
A sound of fresh cool water running down a wall.
She stirs awake to feel clear water splash on her head and her nude curvy hardbod. Josephine says softly "What happen? Where am I?" as she welcomes the cool water splashing all over small hardbody frame. She feels her wrists are clamped in something organic like a plant,as she becomes more aware of her surroundings she gazes down and notices she isn't nude anymore but dressed in a rose pink thin bikini. She sees something like claws clasp tightly around her wrists. The grotesque plant claws stretch her arms out but not really enough to assert pain in her muscles. She stands barefoot on a parapet of soaken wet green grass. Around her she notices the walls and the stone vine cover arch opening in front of her. Beyond the arch she can't make details of the interior but it lookslike an adjacent room. What type room she isn't sure. Josephine inhales the air around her and notes that it has the smell of old around her. It's a faint smell but the Maurader's keep is old,she figures and she figures she's in a castle eons older than her. Soaken wet and seductive looking Josephine gazes around her strange prison. She figures they brought her here while she slept. She tries to recall the events but her memory is fuzzy. All she recalls is her quick abduction and resting on the lustful leader's steed who poessess her.
With all her strength in her legs she pushes herself forward the open arch. Suddenly some plant vines shoot in and one the vines takes the form of a finger and raises her head. Josephine wants to scream but she doesn't. The vine quickly disappears and she sees two live jungle like plants peek in at her.
As goes back against the wall and looks up at the high ceiling,the water flows from a nautral waterfall above. Joesphine realize she's been kissed on her lips while she slept. From the strange warm kiss is fresh on her lips.
"I'm a truly his capitive." She murmurs. "Truly his captive and I have no way to flee this living cage."
For now Josephine relaxes against the wet wall and let the water splash upon her.
She has no idea what the mysterious Cult Mauraders have planned for her and that frustrates her.
Sunday, September 23, 2018
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Jungle NightTerrors
Deep in the surreal moonlit exotic jungles of the erotic Bodyverse…
To the normal eye in the jungle,the shadow marauders are hideous ghost shadows with gleaming red eyes. For some of the smaller creatures just the mere sight of them galloping against the moonlight feels one with fear. Thier origins are a mystery but for some folklore and mythos of the Bodyverse they're supposedly ancient gods who roamed the jungles and plains of the Bodyverse long ago. They disappeared in some unknown cataclysm while the beautiful planet was in its growing stages. Yet thier myth vary from tribe to tribe,from one storyteller to another.
Josephine lays bound on the leader's steed and stirs awake when the mysterious mauraders enter into a glowing green mist shroud. She feels the leader's hand rest on her curvy bare ass. She slept for days she realize she sees bits and pieces of erotic jungle through the mist. It's as if the mist provided her mysterious abductors protection. As she slept her dreams had been filled with unearthy night terrors unlike her frequent nightmares back on earth. No,the spell induce night terrors kept her under thier control and she didn't like being helpless. She didn't have no choice since her capture days ago,the ghostlike marauders she figures belong to some ancient cult and need her. Josephine's naiveness of the unearthy jungle of such things frustrate her. Yet there times she can't tell the difference between a hero/lover or something evil that desires and lusts for her. This jungle she adapted too is sometimes both heaven and hell. It's as if she feels she may have woken the darkside of this alien jungle which she learned to survive in.
Josephne moans as she feels the mysterious shadow maurader change course with his fast galloping leopard horse steed. For his hand grips her tighter as she stares with a blank stare at the swirling jungle around her.
She senses the journey coming to an end soon. Very Soon.
Moments later...
"Where are you marching me too?" Josephine pleas as she feels the ghastly tall maurader prod her forward on the glowing footpath. She welcomes the fact she can now walk for her small hardbod went numb on the long journey. As she walks on the glowing path,the mysterious green mist shroud clears the way as it it's a life of its own.
"My temple castle," the towering leader finally says as his shadow dwarfs over Josephine Even her tatoo glows as she walks as if her captor shadow maurader magic spell made it dorment tatoo come alive. Josephine decides to remain quiet for her survivial,her nude exotic hardbod makes her standout amidst the foilage. Whatever her mysterious marauder shadow has plan she has no choice to go along. Yet her being thier sacrifice to thier ancent god has been the vivid night terror and terror she keeps in the back of her mind as she marches entwine between her shadow captors toward the castle temple whatever it is.
To the normal eye in the jungle,the shadow marauders are hideous ghost shadows with gleaming red eyes. For some of the smaller creatures just the mere sight of them galloping against the moonlight feels one with fear. Thier origins are a mystery but for some folklore and mythos of the Bodyverse they're supposedly ancient gods who roamed the jungles and plains of the Bodyverse long ago. They disappeared in some unknown cataclysm while the beautiful planet was in its growing stages. Yet thier myth vary from tribe to tribe,from one storyteller to another.
Josephine lays bound on the leader's steed and stirs awake when the mysterious mauraders enter into a glowing green mist shroud. She feels the leader's hand rest on her curvy bare ass. She slept for days she realize she sees bits and pieces of erotic jungle through the mist. It's as if the mist provided her mysterious abductors protection. As she slept her dreams had been filled with unearthy night terrors unlike her frequent nightmares back on earth. No,the spell induce night terrors kept her under thier control and she didn't like being helpless. She didn't have no choice since her capture days ago,the ghostlike marauders she figures belong to some ancient cult and need her. Josephine's naiveness of the unearthy jungle of such things frustrate her. Yet there times she can't tell the difference between a hero/lover or something evil that desires and lusts for her. This jungle she adapted too is sometimes both heaven and hell. It's as if she feels she may have woken the darkside of this alien jungle which she learned to survive in.
Josephne moans as she feels the mysterious shadow maurader change course with his fast galloping leopard horse steed. For his hand grips her tighter as she stares with a blank stare at the swirling jungle around her.
She senses the journey coming to an end soon. Very Soon.
Moments later...
"Where are you marching me too?" Josephine pleas as she feels the ghastly tall maurader prod her forward on the glowing footpath. She welcomes the fact she can now walk for her small hardbod went numb on the long journey. As she walks on the glowing path,the mysterious green mist shroud clears the way as it it's a life of its own.
"My temple castle," the towering leader finally says as his shadow dwarfs over Josephine Even her tatoo glows as she walks as if her captor shadow maurader magic spell made it dorment tatoo come alive. Josephine decides to remain quiet for her survivial,her nude exotic hardbod makes her standout amidst the foilage. Whatever her mysterious marauder shadow has plan she has no choice to go along. Yet her being thier sacrifice to thier ancent god has been the vivid night terror and terror she keeps in the back of her mind as she marches entwine between her shadow captors toward the castle temple whatever it is.
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Dark Shadows in the jungle Night
The exotic Bodyverse jungle...under the glowing moons. Night
Sounds of galloping hoofs of leopard horses.
The shadowy cult mauraders don't stop as thier powerful leopard horses follow an unfamiliar path in the ecotic jungle.
Like a exquisite doll,Josephine rests on a bare huge mane of the leader's leopard horse as it gallups quickly through the beautiful jungle. A bound nude hardbody Josephine feels the powerful unearthy hand of the lead cult marauder. She would frequently glance at his face in the hidden in the darkeness of his hood and all she sees are glowing lustful eyes. She squirms and tenses her body in reaction as his powerful fingers keep her in place. Josephine could only imagine what creature has captured her for thier nefarious purpose.
As the leader rides his steed unabated quickly,Josephine could feel drops of rain falling. The gradual slow drops quickly increases and seconds later the rain becomes a torrential downpour. For the Cult Maurader, Josephine sparkles from the drops as she lays helpless and for the wetness brings out frequently her perfect pronounce hardbod. The small human is perfect in every sense of the word and she's his.
Since the strange invasion of the bodyverse conscious in her own councious and subcouncious,she feels she's no longer in control. She feels her will has been strangely altered into something else. For she endures the torrential rain.
"Jerk what are you?" Josephine pleas as she tenses.
The ghostlike maurader strokes her wet back instead. She feels strange spark against her skin as if his magic is affecting her. Her wet black hair glows in between the strange lightening of the torrential rain storm. She glances at the falling rain which doesn't have no end in sight. It's as if her shadowy abductors are using the storm as thier curtain to move through the jungle and not let others they have the rare human Josephine.
"Jerk who are you?" She pleas again.
Her abductors silence still makes him a mystery as she lays soaken wet fot she sees the other glowing eyes looking at her lustfully. Her compact,small size has always been her disadvantage in this unworldly jungle but she can live with it now.
Who,what she'll know in time.
"Sleep my little one," The leader pronounces unexpectly.
As if under some mysterious spell,Josephine falls asleep,powerless to stop his magic.
The shadow Marauders continue to ride into the long Bodyverse night.
Sounds of galloping hoofs of leopard horses.
The shadowy cult mauraders don't stop as thier powerful leopard horses follow an unfamiliar path in the ecotic jungle.
Like a exquisite doll,Josephine rests on a bare huge mane of the leader's leopard horse as it gallups quickly through the beautiful jungle. A bound nude hardbody Josephine feels the powerful unearthy hand of the lead cult marauder. She would frequently glance at his face in the hidden in the darkeness of his hood and all she sees are glowing lustful eyes. She squirms and tenses her body in reaction as his powerful fingers keep her in place. Josephine could only imagine what creature has captured her for thier nefarious purpose.
As the leader rides his steed unabated quickly,Josephine could feel drops of rain falling. The gradual slow drops quickly increases and seconds later the rain becomes a torrential downpour. For the Cult Maurader, Josephine sparkles from the drops as she lays helpless and for the wetness brings out frequently her perfect pronounce hardbod. The small human is perfect in every sense of the word and she's his.
Since the strange invasion of the bodyverse conscious in her own councious and subcouncious,she feels she's no longer in control. She feels her will has been strangely altered into something else. For she endures the torrential rain.
"Jerk what are you?" Josephine pleas as she tenses.
The ghostlike maurader strokes her wet back instead. She feels strange spark against her skin as if his magic is affecting her. Her wet black hair glows in between the strange lightening of the torrential rain storm. She glances at the falling rain which doesn't have no end in sight. It's as if her shadowy abductors are using the storm as thier curtain to move through the jungle and not let others they have the rare human Josephine.
"Jerk who are you?" She pleas again.
Her abductors silence still makes him a mystery as she lays soaken wet fot she sees the other glowing eyes looking at her lustfully. Her compact,small size has always been her disadvantage in this unworldly jungle but she can live with it now.
Who,what she'll know in time.
"Sleep my little one," The leader pronounces unexpectly.
As if under some mysterious spell,Josephine falls asleep,powerless to stop his magic.
The shadow Marauders continue to ride into the long Bodyverse night.
Sunday, September 9, 2018
Cult Marauders
Deep in the exotic jungles of the Bodyverse...a few weeks later.
Josephine suddenly her own councious being taken control by another entity while she made out with the mysterious gargoyle leader in an exotic,erotic patch of roses near a beautiful gleaming pond. The councious of the Bodyverse is alive and its invisibile form took control of Josephine,the Sexy Little Dynamo during the act of sex. She acts more sensual and lets the gargoyle take control of her. His human like lips thrilled her as her small hardbody copulated. She feels the enigmatic Bodyversee work on her councious; making her more part of its jungle world while selectively whipping out parts of her memory and she would frequently say."I love this world and jungle. I don't want to leave it."
In the neon bushes,not far from the couple, hooded shadows stare and watch Josephine.Sexy Little Dynamo, thier dark faceless leader smiles at the perfection of Josephine. He states quietly "She's perfect for the gods."
"Yes,master the human is." His subordinate adds. "We use her we can conquer world."
"Our diety is hungry and she would satisfy him." No more isn't said. The small group plans to grab the Sexy Dynamo. They quietly sneak out from behind the neon bushes and surround the couple.
The faceless leader grabs a shock Josephine and throws her struggling small hardbod over his shoulder. She squeals softly as she hears the last gasp of the her lover who is now dead at the mauraders. They sneak off with Josephine as if tnothing happened. As the mysterious creature clutches Josephine she gapes at the slain body of the gargoyle leader.
"Put me down you jerk," She protests as she struggles madly.
"You are now a creature of the Bodyverse my Josephine of Earth," The faceless hooded creature declares with a malevolence in voice.
"I'm aware that I am," She comments non chantly. "Who are you? Why do you want me you jerk?"
The hooded creature doesn't answer. Again a dread feeling invades Josephine thoughts as if she's discovered something evil.
Moments later...
Several hooded creatures,along with leader bound Josephine by her wrists and ankles. She feels the weight of the bolas as the leader gathers her in arms and takes her to his leopard horse. She now lays on the mane of the horse as she feels a cold,unfamiliar hand keeping her in her place near his saddle. The hand feels like death and Josephine shivers as she lays,her pronounce nude hardbod tenses as the cloaked faceless creature of an unknown cult gallops off with her along his mauraders.
Josephine realizes she's now an exotic creature/prey of this new world. She can't change it for the jungle world has changed her dramatically.
Josephine suddenly her own councious being taken control by another entity while she made out with the mysterious gargoyle leader in an exotic,erotic patch of roses near a beautiful gleaming pond. The councious of the Bodyverse is alive and its invisibile form took control of Josephine,the Sexy Little Dynamo during the act of sex. She acts more sensual and lets the gargoyle take control of her. His human like lips thrilled her as her small hardbody copulated. She feels the enigmatic Bodyversee work on her councious; making her more part of its jungle world while selectively whipping out parts of her memory and she would frequently say."I love this world and jungle. I don't want to leave it."
In the neon bushes,not far from the couple, hooded shadows stare and watch Josephine.Sexy Little Dynamo, thier dark faceless leader smiles at the perfection of Josephine. He states quietly "She's perfect for the gods."
"Yes,master the human is." His subordinate adds. "We use her we can conquer world."
"Our diety is hungry and she would satisfy him." No more isn't said. The small group plans to grab the Sexy Dynamo. They quietly sneak out from behind the neon bushes and surround the couple.
The faceless leader grabs a shock Josephine and throws her struggling small hardbod over his shoulder. She squeals softly as she hears the last gasp of the her lover who is now dead at the mauraders. They sneak off with Josephine as if tnothing happened. As the mysterious creature clutches Josephine she gapes at the slain body of the gargoyle leader.
"Put me down you jerk," She protests as she struggles madly.
"You are now a creature of the Bodyverse my Josephine of Earth," The faceless hooded creature declares with a malevolence in voice.
"I'm aware that I am," She comments non chantly. "Who are you? Why do you want me you jerk?"
The hooded creature doesn't answer. Again a dread feeling invades Josephine thoughts as if she's discovered something evil.
Moments later...
Several hooded creatures,along with leader bound Josephine by her wrists and ankles. She feels the weight of the bolas as the leader gathers her in arms and takes her to his leopard horse. She now lays on the mane of the horse as she feels a cold,unfamiliar hand keeping her in her place near his saddle. The hand feels like death and Josephine shivers as she lays,her pronounce nude hardbod tenses as the cloaked faceless creature of an unknown cult gallops off with her along his mauraders.
Josephine realizes she's now an exotic creature/prey of this new world. She can't change it for the jungle world has changed her dramatically.
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