Ozo Mysterious Nymph

Several twilight moons latter in the vast erotic Bodyverse jungle...

The cloak shadows turn out actually to be large hidious off shoot goblins.
They didn't have a name for thier cult nor thier diety all Josephine knows she's thier sacrifice as she fears.
 She lays hardbod nude in an ancient broken flat hand amidst some stones mixed with jungle growth and their strange alien chants made her shudder as her green eyes stare at the surreal alive churning pond amidst the jungle growth of grass and vines. The strange alive glow would surreally change colors like a beautiful rainbow. Above the lovely canopy of larger leaves from the twisted jungle trees above, she hears the surreal boom of thunder of a coming thunder.
 Yet as the mysterious goblin high priest Josephine feels the storm has been supernanautrally created for her sacrifice. She feels the eyes of the mask high priest stabbing back at her and she feels his eyes stabbing deep into her soul.
 Now with his slim grostesque fnnger he points at his cohorts above her,she quickly struggles as she feels thier large hands grip her. She murmusrs "Noooooooooooooooooo."
 "Throw her into the live pond," the high priest orders.
 Josephine shrieks as the thunder booms.
 She hits the water and she feels herself sinking toward some strange creature below. She feels her death is near.
As she sinks toward the mouth of strange creature, she feels a large unknown hand grab her ankles and lock them around an odd shape head. Josephine passes out as her strange rescuer swims toward a neon lit tunnel on the other side.

Moments later..a field of surreal shape purple roses.
Josephine stirs awake.
"What happened? She gasps.
She stares at a strange tall nymph before her.
"Who are you?"
Ozo my Joesphine of earth," the strange nymph answers.
 She stands up feeling the strange sun on her bare skin. "You saved me. So it lookslike I'm yours then."
 Ozo smiles as Josephine,soaken wet alluring,remains standing as she feels her wrists being freshly bound again. A gleeful Ozo marches his rare captive back toward the shadows of the strange surreal jungle and Josephine knows they will not be found.
 There's something off about him but what? She thinks as she follows a path into the unknown with her fate unknown.

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