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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 4, 2020 14:36:10 GMT -6
The jungle girl stopped struggling in her self-hugging cocoon for a break, looking up at the screen and made some playful monkey noises. She wondered if it would reply to her with the same kind of sounds digitally Clearly, Miraya never wanted to feel too lonely before her treatment came. “Ooh. Ooooh. Ooooh. Ooooh. Oh.”
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 7:57:04 GMT -6
Curious to see what would happen, the man monitoring her pulled up a clip of monkey noises, finding the most similar he could find, and playing it in reply. It seemed to be from a zoo rather than the wild, so he was curious how she'd react. The other worker came back in with their coffees. "What'd I miss?" He asked. "She's started talking like a monkey - like exactly. Don't worry, I've got it recorded." The other replied, still pulling up different monkey clips. "Oh - oh dude, I have an idea - just wait till she replies to that last one..." He exclaimed.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 8:46:59 GMT -6
When she heard the monkey noises that sounded almost exactly like she heard in the wild and even another kind that wasn’t quite familiar as the first to her, Miraya gasped in amazement for it’s accuracy with happiness, bare legs drumming on the bed. Then she thought about doing another animal noise that could give her a reply, howling cutely as a wolf. “Let’s see how this thing could react.”
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 8:51:12 GMT -6
"A wolf huh? Ok, well I won't be using this recording... But wait dude, here it comes..." The first said. "Brad, you're still recording right?" The second asked. "Yeah of course!" Brad replied, pointing to the light indicating the tape was running. Then he played the new soundfile he'd found - a wolf mating call - and giggled as he watched her.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 9:09:48 GMT -6
The jungle girl laughed loudly at the wolf sex sounds; it reminded her some of the wolves who were part of her pack and occasionally imitated it ever now and then for laughter while being cautious about some of the asylum staff members who would force her to bear their children, which she hated when some men tried to rape her simply because how adorable and gorgeous she was. To the young beauty, it was funny and a bit terrifying at the same time.
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 9:18:10 GMT -6
At last the time came for her treatment, and the biggest, toughest orderlies in the facility came to take her to her appointment. Just one leash this time was fastened around her neck, on a chain this time. "Come without struggle." One of the colossuses demanded with a thick accent that Miraya might have difficulty understanding. The took her forcefully down the hall, and slammed the office door open, shoving her down roughly into an uncomfortable metal chair in front of the doctor's desk, and closed clamps on the chair legs around her ankles to prevent escape. Having done so, they then exited the office, locking the door behind them. The doctor didn't look up at her, simply continuing his paperwork.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 10:10:24 GMT -6
Before the tough orderlies came in to her padded cell, she sang a humorous song she heard many times in the wild that brought in a lot of laughter and made fun of poachers in the jungle, squirming cutely in her straitjacket. “Poachers in an elephant’s a**/poachers in a rhino’s a**/poachers in a hippo’s a**/It’s called karma.”
When she heard a loud slam from the metal door, she freaked out with her eyes widened, shivered her body and gulped in fear, knowing that they’re finally here for her treatment nervously. It scared her, but knew she had to follow the orders, noticing the leash wrapping around her collared neck. “Okay.”
She sat up on the bed, standing back up and walked with the orderlies out of her padded cell. She wanted to struggle in a playful and sexy matter with her tight, bulky straitjacket on to calm herself down on the way, but couldn’t. All Miraya could do was staying quiet like if she was at the library, breathing herself in and out deeply to ease her angsts. It only took a few hallways to walked to the doctor’s office, which felt more shorter time wise than her first stay because she had done this a few times before. She noticed a light brown door with the doctor’s name and room number on the upper middle. She stood in front to take a deep breath, waiting for the giants to open the door. When one of them opened it, the jungle girl was hoping they would let her walked in and take a seat more normally for her good behavior, but she wasn’t surprised how rough they led her in. She continued to behave with a small winced from the roughness, as she let the giants forcefully sit on the metal chair.
Miraya kept her calm and bravery going, wincing from the tight clamps when the orderlies closed them automatically on her ankles. While the metal chair was cool as ice on her bare legs, but it was uncomfortable as the thrones made of the stone in the jungle’s temples and ruins. Miraya kept herself quiet to calm down, trying to comfort herself by thinking the chair was a thick pile of leaves rather than metal.
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 10:37:40 GMT -6
"You'll have to excuse the rough treatment, but then you have escaped previously. And we must keep the straitjacket on you of course, unless you were a hypnotherapy patient which currently, you aren't. Not that you'd appreciate it most likely, after all you seem to resent the system we have in place for getting you back to the asylum peacefully." He chuckled to himself. "Well, let's not muck around, shall we? Let's get started. Now... Why don't you tell me about the jungle, and why you want to stay there?" He asked, leaning back in his notably more comfortable chair with a pen and clipboard.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 11:22:55 GMT -6
“I‘ve been dealing with a lot of rough stuff in the jungle, since I was very young, and I’m kinda used to it every now and then if I were on the same situations.” The jungle girl replied softly to the doctor’s excuse casually.
During her first stay in the asylum, she wasn’t talkative with him and instead used profanities, derogatories, and animal noises. But for her returned arrival, she was calmly being more nice to her doctor, still thinking if he realized if she was special enough not to live in the human world despite where she really came from. While discussing with the man in the white lab coat, she talked about how big, beautiful, and fun it was over there for her. “I had seen the human world at villages in my home (which I go there sometimes) and other areas on the edge - but nothing truly beats the jungle.”
Then she explained to the doctor why she wanted to stay in the jungle for life, telling him she loved to climb, swing, jump, run, wrestle with some of her animal friends, hunt for food, fight against poachers and predators, and travel to discover different parts of her enormous home and creatures much as she could to experience.
“There seemed to be a lot of things I could do over there, and I just don’t fit in to your world no matter how much you try. I considered as both an ape and a wolf other than as a person.”
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 13:05:21 GMT -6
The doctor listened calmly and without reaction, taking notes on it all. When she stopped talking, he waited for a while, then placed the clipboard down gently on the table. "Incorrect." He said simply, and stepped on a pedal behind his desk. As he did so, a short electric shock went through the metal chair, channeling into Miraya. "To cure you, first you must realize that something is wrong with you. Now, I promise I won't shock you again, even if you answer wrong, but there are other devices at my disposal for the treatment. And don't even think of lying just to answer correctly, you need to believe what you are saying. So just let the... The training affect you. And rest assured if this fails we have other treatments - ones I think you might actually enjoy, come to think of it." The doctor continued in his bland tone of voice, taking down some more notes and filling in some of the paperwork for the report on the treatment's progress. "Everything's an experimental with your case, you see - that's just how unique and deranged you are." He muttered as he filled it in. "Now - tell me about being a monkey or a wolf."
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 14:36:48 GMT -6
Miraya moaned slightly, a bit uncertain of her current state. She waited her doctor to reply without a fight, watching at him doing his work. She was wondering what was about to happen next, trying to comfort herself the best she could on the chair even though her tight, heavy straitjacket was soft inside. She just relaxed, trying to think - and then it happened.
When the doctor predictably told the jungle girl she was wrong with one simple word, she hated it and caught by a short minor shock from the chair.
The girl’s trapped, slender body heaved with her blues eyes widened and feeling her heart racing. It felt more like if she ran over by an elephant than a electrocution. While she hated when her doctor told her that something was wrong with her when she was actually in good health conditions despite who she was and where she came, but still listened to him for her behavior, answering his next question about her ape and wolf upbringings.
“Well, monkeys do have their own fingerprints like we do, very playful as me, and they’re more smarter than other creatures.”
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Post by June on Jun 5, 2020 15:38:26 GMT -6
"So, having your own fingerprints is something you have in common with monkeys?" The doctor asked rhetorically, then picked up a walkie-talkie. "Procedure 1 in my office please, over." He said, and before long the two humongous orderlies were back, one with his phone out and hypno-app already playing. "Just relax and be a good girl, just sit back and be a good girl~" This time it seemed set on a stronger mode, timed to music to make the commands sink in better. The manhandling orderlies removed her from the straitjacket in short order, undoing the straps with lightning speed, and the second went out, bringing in a tray with an open container on top, containing a suspiciously viscous see through-fluid. They dipped her fingertips in one at a time, then put her wrists with her palms facing up in the armrest clamps on Miraya's cold, uncomfortable metal chair. The doctor then snapped his fingers to wake her from the trance. "Now, as you can see, no fingerprints. I don't see you doing much playing either - it doesn't seem like you have anything in common with monkeys after all."
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 5, 2020 19:02:16 GMT -6
“Yeah, our hands are quite like the monkeys.” She replied to the doctor, stiffing herself up more on the after the shock from it. “We do share a lot of common grounds with them.”
She stayed calm, taking another deep breath. The jungle girl felt the shock was hard and painful enough to sleep for recovery in her soft cell. But as the orderlies came into the doctor’s office, her eyes went wide as bright, swirling colors started to fill her vision. The app washed the girl over, slightly more powerful than the one before when she had been taken. She calm down more deeply, heaving her chest up and down slowly, as restrained as it was in the jacket and the chair. Her head wobbled about a bit, curving her mouth up into a cute silly smile.
The jungle girl looked up at the orderlies and the doctor in front of her with a soft giggle. Miraya smiled with bliss as the they got to work with clamps unlocked on her ankles. She pushed herself up as giants lifted her up to help. Once she was up and off the metal chair, she stood in attention, feet placed together. The beauty breathed softly as the orderlies got to work in undoing the many straps and buckles of the jacket. It was going a little faster than putting it on, especially with Miraya now being so submissive to them.
The jungle girl simply stood in attention, smiling as the orderlies finally freed her from her thick, heavy duty straitjacket. With each strap and buckle that came undone she was feeling a little more of herself alive with a bit of energy, but with her blissfully under the hypnotic app she just wanted to feel that way for the doctor and the orderlies. Her ears twitched with each snap and click made as everything came undone, the weight on her lightening with less heaviness.
She was relaxing more easier once the heavy jacket came off of her loincloth-clad body. She stood in place still, but her goofy smile was getting bigger and hanged her limpy arms as she was having some sort of freedom again. Her bare, topless chest heaved up and down softly, the sexy little jungle girl was freed but only for now and she is still trapped in the asylum for crazy kids like her.
Her dark tanned-skin brightened with sweat and her black raven hair flowed down her back like a waterfall. Her stunning blue eyes were a psychedelic swirl of colors from the app, a goofy, happy smile below them. In her state she looked at the doctor, who was looking back. As the doctor gave his order, she nodded and said dreamily, “Yes, Doctor, as you wish.”
The jungle girl had no idea what they were doing to her, feeling like a toyish rag doll In comfort and bliss, but she did felt something wet like if she on her fingers like it was a certain kind of blood. Once she placed back onto the metal chair, feeling nothing but comfort, bliss and coolness, she heard a loud snap. Miraya blinked her eyes as the colorful spirals faded, coming back to normal. She looked down at her near-naked form, realizing the giants made her sit on the the uncomfortable more differently, making her feel more unpleasant.
She looked back up when the doctor showed her no fingerprints and told her that she doesn’t seem to have anything common with monkeys.
“Do ya really think everything is so complex?” She chuckled cutely to him her smile. “You clearly never seen any ape fingerprints in the jungle on the dirty, it’s pretty much like ours. I can obviously also climb on trees and swing through them with vines like they do.”
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Post by June on Jun 6, 2020 5:07:30 GMT -6
"Other humans can climb and swing from vines or ropes, that does not make you suitable for life in the jungle. You are not special, you are just a human, like the rest of us." The doctor continued, taking down more notes. "All that makes you any different from me is that you think you are special, and you think you belong in the jungle. Once you're cured nothing will stop you from going back, but you won't want to stay there anymore. Now then, tell me about the other animals." The doctor got up and started pacing around the room with his clipboard, chewing at the end of his pen in thought.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 6, 2020 7:07:48 GMT -6
Though, Miraya didn’t rolled her eyes in front of the doctor, but she still hated what he said about being unsuitable in her home. What feared her the most was what will happen if she gets fully converted to human society; her real parents died a long time ago when they were brutally killed by a tiger. The jungle girl didn’t even grew up in cities like most people do. She started off as a villager from birth until she was adopted by her wolf pack when she was five, which explained why she sometimes visited the villages in her world every now and then to balance her human side and her ape and wolf upbringings over there like she was doing at the asylum.
When her doctor wanted her to speak about other animals, she began to talk about wolves. “Well, wolves are territorial as people, and the my alphas formed their own their pack of family like people do.”
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