Deep in a patch of glossy,ominous jungle of ASA in orbt around the Bodyverse
Josephine knows she couldn't escape Ozo,the strange nymph if she tried. His magic staff spear would frequently tap her bare shoulder as they meander down an unknown path. Worst Josephine didn't know the geography of this world,which only frustrates her.
"Thier monsters in this jungle Ozo," Josephine murmurs non chantly as she grips the strange magic bolas wrapped firmly around her wrist behind her bareback of her pronounce perfect small nude hardbod.
"Yes, they are and the Neither Jungle feeds my dear feeds off your fears if you should wonder here alone." Ozo declares in his haunting disembodied voice.
Warily Josephine glances around the black surreal shapes of the Neither Jungle,for her some parts feel dead and others feels alive. "We're being watched," She adds.
"Yes,we are my Josephine of Earth," Ozo says with a triumphant in his voice. It's only been hours since Ozo found and recapture her. Moments later, they emerge from the strange Neither jungle at the edge of vast snow white desert. The snow white desert whatever it's called went onward for the infinite.
Ozo comes prepared. A tame hidious scarab stares back at her like some scary creature from some Halloween tale. She doesn't move but remains still. No use in trying to flee your captor for he holds the card of her fate. She gripped her bolas with a nervous fear. She feels strange desert winds blow her hair and cool her small four ft hardbod.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." Josephine unexpected shrieks in restistance but her crys for help are never heard as Ozo lifts her up and lays her close to him on his saddle.
"No,one can save you," Ozo whispers in her ear. His powerful hand sends shivers down Josephine's spine,fear is something she hadn't felt for a while. She feels Ozo's power over her again and his hand squeezes her bare flesh. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans as she struggles and squirm under his grip. She feels his strange scarab march into the strange surreal snow white desert. Strange orange flashed and thunder wind roared...
"Where are you taking your fair Josephine?" She pleas.
"You'll know my beauty of earth,you'll know."
As his hand keeps her bare ass anchored,Josephine feels fear coming back as tenses and squirms under her captor's hand.
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