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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 13:34:58 GMT -6
Small bare feet ran atop the firm, thick branches of the tallest trees in the jungle, leaping from one to the next, causing wild shakes with each hit. Many who saw her only ever saw a flash of white, and those who saw more have often tried to ensnare the wild girl, only for her to escape. Many often wondered if there was anything that could hold her? Her greatest challenge comes today.
A petite young woman just under five feet leaped down from a tree and grabbed a vine, swinging on down to the moist jungle floor below. She wore a gray fur bikini with rough edges from years of wear and tear. Her skin was snow white and her hair a dazzling silvery-white tied up in a braid; her eyes were like soft blue gemstones. She was twenty-one years old and ready for another adventure in the jungle.
Snowdrop grinned as she crouched down onto all fours and started to prowl along the ground. She saw a snake up above looking at her and gave a ferocious bark, scaring the snake away into the treetops. She giggled, “Coward.”
Snowdrop had spent nearly all of her life growing up in the jungle, raised by a pack of wolves. She had been left in the jungle due to her albinism but she had learned how to survive with her condition thanks to the natural labors of the jungle. She was slim and small, but she could be ferocious and never let anything put her down.
She had faced snakes, tigers, hunters, and even the occasional zookeeper and had managed to come out on top against them all. This was her jungle and she was going to explore it all and find new adventures. Her latest one – unbeknownst to her – was close by and it would be unlike anything else before.
Snowdrop came to a stop by a pond and took a gulp of water, raising her foot to scratch her ear. She thought about going to one of the villages for some fun; the elders weren't that fond of her, but that gave her an antagonist to work against. She was unaware of who they had hired to come get her, however.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 13:52:35 GMT -6
Snowdrop isn’t the only human wondering around the jungle. Two tall, muscular orderlies named Chris and Jim are searching for her, wearing nothing but white uniforms and hiking boots. Both of the men seem to be in their late thirties or early forties, hired by the elders from one of the villages. Chris was holding his large bag as he kept walking with Jim. “I hope we can get this kid before tonight.”
Despite how tough and harmful they look, Chris and Jim are actually gentle giants who are good to everyone they knew. Both of them will never harm a certain person they’re looking for. In fact, they always pick up feral kids for a few days and release them.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 14:05:23 GMT -6
Snowdrop's ear twitched as she raised her face from the pond. She heard grass and dirt crunching beneath something firm – a familiar sound. Boots, she determined. She had seen plenty of hunters traversing through the jungle in them. She stayed down, her fingers and tows digging into the earth. She began to follow the sound. She smirked to herself; if Mother Wolf could see her now, she would be chastising Snowdrop for needlessly going into danger. Still, Snowdrop was eager for the excitement that could come.
If the hunters were here for something else, she would follow along and see if she could mess them up a bit. If they were here for her, she was already anticipating how to throw them for a loop. She moved along the ground, the grass tickling her belly soothingly, making her giggle softly.
Snowdrop began to hear voices now and she saw a fallen, rotten tree nearby. She hurried over and knelt down behind it. She peaked up and saw two older men. She raised an eyebrow; they didn't look like any hunters she'd ever seen. Nor did they look like anyone from any of the villages. Deciding to have some fun, as they passed by, she placed herself up on the log and laid down across it. She raised her feet up in the air and crossed them, resting her head on her crossed arms. She then let out a soft howl and waited to see how they would react.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 14:28:23 GMT -6
As both of the orderlies kept walking, they instantly noticed the jungle girl lying on the log, howling like a cub. Neither of them didn’t gave her a lusty look, but they know she is very beautiful and cute. Jim came towards to her for a talk with a grin.
“Hey, how’s it going?” He asks. “I’m Jim, and this is my friend Chris.”
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 14:41:48 GMT -6
Snowdrop watched with intrigue as one of the men – Jim, he called himself – came forward. The way they presented themselves and looked at her was different from everyone else. She lightly waved her feet back and forth in the air as she laid on the log, wondering about their purpose. “Glad to have you in my home; I'm Snowdrop,” she said with a grin back, letting out some soft barks. She lifted her arms and pushed herself off of the log, landing on the ground on hands and feet. She crawled on toward Jim and Chris, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. She came up to Jim and stood up, tugging at his white clothes. “You really aren't dressed for the jungle. Someone like you could get eaten with a snap.”
She partially lunged her head at his face, making a bite with her teeth. She hadn't touched him or hurt him, but she grinned as she watched what his reaction would be. She set her hands behind her head as she walked on her heels toward the one called Chris, circling him. “So, what brings you out here?”
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 14:55:56 GMT -6
Jim was quite impressed how charismatic Snowdrop is, especially the way she moves and how playful she can be. In his perspective, the jungle girl doesn’t really look like a trouble maker compared to some of the villagers'. “Some of the old folks at the village want us to take ya to a special place for a couple of days.”
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 15:04:42 GMT -6
That explained it. She figured it was a matter of time until the village had hired somebody new to capture her. Snowdrop figured they must have been running low on funds and/or desperate if these two were the best after all the hunters. Still, if these two wanted to try, it was her place to show them they weren't going to take her.
Snowdrop made her way back over to Jim and flashed him a soft smile... right before grabbing hold of his shoulders and using his weight to help give her weight as she kneed him in the gut. She then held on as she brought him low and flipped herself around and pulled herself forward against his back, slamming her feet into him. As she brought him down to earth, she sat atop his back as she grinned at Chris a little ways over, rubbing her foot against the top of Jim's head.
“Sorry, but I'm the only one who tells me what to do. You really think you can just convince me to go with you when so many trained hunters have failed?” Snowdrop asked before laughing, which soon enough formed into a loud, piercing howl. She continued to rub Jim's head with one foot as she raised the other to her ear to scratch it.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 16:00:53 GMT -6
Jim can easily feel some very minor injuries after a few hits from her, but he took it like every other giant.
“Some of you jungle kids know how to defend yourselves, and we’re not hunters.” He smiled getting himself up quickly, which made Snowdrop feel down on the jungle floor. He turns around behind her and picks up the jungle girl with his large, muscular arms tightly, pinning her arms together on the sides.
“You’re in my grip now.” He said. “You’re gonna follow our orders whether you like it or not. What we’re taking you is a very fun place for kids like you.”
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 16:08:56 GMT -6
Snowdrop had been feeling good about taking down someone who wanted to take her, but due to the difference between their statures, she didn't expect him to recover so fast from her onslaught. She yelped out a bark as Jim suddenly stood up and fell back, hitting the jungle floor. As she sat up to recover, she felt a pair of large, muscular arms wrap around her slim body. She grunted and squirmed as Jim held her close. She kicked wildly with her pale feet; however, with her position and the difference in their statures, her little kicks against Jim's legs weren't effective.
She growled as she shifted her gaze to huff at Jim. “No one is telling me anything! You're not the first ones to get close like this and you won't be the last!”
Snowdrop barked out a few times, writing in Jim's arms, but she just couldn't find any weaknesses within reach to escape from the gentle giant. She looked toward Chris, some stray white strands of hair falling over her face. Maybe she could try something with him. She started to relax, taking deep breaths as she was held by Jim, flexing her soft, pale white feet.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 16:36:48 GMT -6
“That’s it, just calm down and be a good little girl.” Said Jim with a grin being amused by Snowdrop’s struggles.
Chris walk towards to Jim and the jungle girl, pulling out an injection needle filled with tranquilizer from his right pocket and digs into her neck. This certain kind of drug doesn't make her fell into an instant, deep dreamless, sleep. But it does reduces the tension and keep her calm, feeling nothing but bliss and comfort in her bikini-clad body almost like if she was hypnotized. Jim puts her down gently; he strips off her top, leaving only her loincloth on.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 16:57:10 GMT -6
Snowdrop raised an inquisitive eyebrow, growling softly as Chris walked over with the strange object in his hand. It wasn't anything she had seen hunters use before – then again, these two had said they weren't hunters. She pulled a leg back as far as she could, ready to kick Chris and see if she could take advantage of that to get out of Jim's hold.
But as Chris pressed the needle to her neck and injected it into her flesh, her eyes widened. She started to kick forward, but as the wooziness washed over her, her senses numbed and she missed her target. Snowdrop's head wobbled lightly, a thin smile spreading over her lips. She took deep breaths as her worries and independence faded away. She nuzzled her back up against Jim's chest soothingly.
She continued to smile, giving off a soft giggle, as she was placed down on the ground. She felt a gentle wind brush across her after Jim had removed her top, shivering with bliss. She sat there on the ground, her wobbling head managing to hold her gaze up at Chris and Jim, smiling at them, feeling so happy.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 17:24:14 GMT -6
"Time to wrap this kid up." Said Chris putting his bag down as he digs in.
He pulls out a thick, heavy red straitjacket made of leather with a back zipper, high neck collar, elbow pads and padded mittens in the long sleeves, a loop on the front, and never-ending streams of straps and buckles. He shakes it for a few seconds and holds it up in front of Snowdrop. "Stand up, step right in, and slide your arms in the sleeves." The giant commands.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 17:29:32 GMT -6
Snowdrop bent her knees and pressed her soles into the earth. She pressed herself up and held her arms forward as she took a lazy step toward the soothe looking red jacket. As she took another step, however, she stopped, her foot hanging in mid-air. Her toes twitched and curled up as her smile scrunched up a bit.
Why was she stepping into the red jacket again? It didn't seem like something she'd normally do. Was she not doing it? Her head wobbled a bit, her foot shaking as it hangs in the air. She yipped a few times, trying to think. Her loose white hairs tickled her brow and the wind pressed against her torso, relaxing her.
Snowdrop tilted her gaze toward Chris and Jim, her smile returning as she planted her foot into the ground and continued onward. She stepped right into the jacket and slid her arms through the strap, securing them. She waited in place as she awaited for what Chris and Jim needed next of her.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 18:05:35 GMT -6
After the jungle girl went in the bulky straitjacket, Chris lifts her left arm as he straps around her enclosed wrist tightly and did the same on the right. Jim went around behind Snowdrop, closing the back of the jacket tightly with the zipper, the straps, and the buckles. Once the orderly reaches the thick collar around Snowdrop's neck, he tightens it with a sharp, yet gentle tug.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 19:09:22 GMT -6
Snowdrop stayed still as Chris and Jim worked the jacket around her, buckling and tightening it up. She smiled as her head wobbled about, her toes digging into the moist earth. The jungle girl had never remained so still in her life and if any of her past foes could see her now they would laugh at seeing her obey these two as they restricted her movements.
As Jim tightened the collar around her neck, Snowdrop gave a high pitch yelp at the sensation, sticking her tongue out as she smiled. She panted softly, squirming softly in the jacket, unable to get out whatsoever. She was complete at their beck and call while under their drug.
The albino jungle girl stood in attention, ready to be led away by the two orderlies.
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