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Post by shimoto on May 13, 2018 3:09:39 GMT -6
You could think it was just a normal day in the jungle, like it has always been. At least most of the animals here might even feel that way. But of all creatures living it it was a human, who noticed a strange presence.
Bella lived in the jungle since she was born. Raised by wolves and trained by many different animals she was more than capable to watch out for herself in the wild depths of the jungle. She had a slim figure, just lightly tanned skin and wore just little pieces of fabric. A piece of black cloth was wrapped around her chest, leaving her shoulders free and showing a good portion if her full chest. Her lower parts where just covered by what was barely more than a bikini bottom. Her hair was also black mostly, but at it tips which were about the height of her shoulder blades, it went into a slight purple colour.
Bella had heard some strange noises before which had caught her attention. Some unknown scents filled the air as well. And last but not teast there was this feeling, like instinct you could say, that something just wasn´t right at this very moment. So she swung herself through the treetops, searching for whatever gave her this strange feeling.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 13, 2018 7:24:12 GMT -6
What the jungle girl is really heading to is something unusual to her: A campsite with a sizeable tent, a campfire set, a couple of logs used as chairs, and a large covered soundproof cage that no one can see outside made of steel with a thick door and a small window on it.
The tall, muscular poacher recently caught a lamia. She was crying for help, struggling on his grip until she was thrown in the cage; that's what the jungle girl is really hearing from where she's at now.
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Post by shimoto on May 14, 2018 8:16:00 GMT -6
Now Bella was certain of it. THere were screams for helps. Female, not too far away. SHe hurried to get where the voice was coming from and soon reached what looked like a human camp. She had seen quite a few in the last years. Some humans came to the jungle to learn about the environment, the animals and the plants around here. But this one defenately had another interest. Bella just saw how the human, which was as big, strong male, locked up a beautiful lamia in a huge cage made out of a dark and probably solid material.
She had no idea what this human was about to do with this lamia, but watching him as he just took her freedom and even hurt her, made her blood rush in anger. This creature had no right to come here, into her home and do such things to anyone or anything. Shed defenately make him pay.
SInce she had lived in the jungle her entire life, sneaking up on him wasn´t even hard. She moven through the trees without making a sound - something the lamia might never had the chance to - until she was right above him. SHe wated a second and observed the man. He was quite tall, but seemed to be alone. HE locked up the cage with a small object, that looked like it was from the very same material. SHe needed it to open this cage. But overwhelming him could be hard, given his height and strength. That was the moment, Bella spotted some buds at the tree trunk and smiled deviously.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 8:52:13 GMT -6
One of the tall, muscular poachers was standing behind the tree Bella was on. He spotted the jungle girl instantly and shoots a tranquilizer into her right leg as she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
“Looks like I’ve caught a monkey girl.” He said with a sinister grin, seeing her falling on a soft pile of leaves. The poacher went towards her to pull out a garment that looked very unusual to her: a thick, heavy red straitjacket made of leather with a back zipper, high neck collar, thick elbow pads and padded mittens in the long sleeves, a loop on the front, and never-ending streams of straps and buckles. He traps the girl in tightly from her hips and between the legs to her neck. After he was done with his work, he carries her to the campsite, heading towards to the soundproof cage. Other poachers were looking how “cute” Bella was in the bulky jacket.
The giant sets her down gently, on the floor to unlock the cage. Inside of it was nothing but thick white padded walls and a soft spongy floor; they only hunt the ones who are alive and they don’t kill them. The tall poacher picks Bella up to rock her back and forth, until he throws her in.
“Sweet dreams, little princess.” He said slamming the thick door shut.
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Post by shimoto on May 15, 2018 4:41:55 GMT -6
Later, when Bella woke, she needed to gather her memories together. Her mind was a little blurry and her head hurt like she´d ran into a tree. But when she wanted to reach for her head with one hand, she found herself bound and unable to move. Within seconds she was wide awake again and looked down her body. A strange and very strong piece of fabric was wrapped around her upper body and kept her arms in a strange position. But she was completely unable to move them.
"What in the..."
At least beeing able to move her legs, Bella sat up and tried to struggle herself out of this thing, but soon gave up as she noticed this thing would break so easily.
"Just great, now how am I going to get out of here?", she asked herself looking around her weird cage.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 15, 2018 5:48:18 GMT -6
Behind Bella is a lamia named Shiosha with white skin, brown hair, and green eyes, wearing nothing but a pink bikini-like tube top; her purple coils are long and thick with red spots on her snake skin. She approaches the trapped jungle girl and taps her on the right shoulder. “So, you must be my roommate.”
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Post by shimoto on May 16, 2018 2:50:45 GMT -6
The jungle girl didn´t even notice that there was someone in here with her. WHen she turned around, she was face to face with the lamia she saw earlier.
"Um, guess so."
Now that she got a clear view on the snake woman, she noticed how beautiful she was. Those green eyes, sparkling in the dark, bright skin on her human body while colorful scales covered her snake half. Bella had seen lamias beore but never talked to one since they were known to be very diffident.
"My name is Bella. I would shake your hand, but..."
She struggled a little again, giving up on her half hearted attempts very soon.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 16, 2018 6:06:42 GMT -6
“My name is Shiosha.” She said with an introduction starring at her struggling in the thick straitjacket more madly, beating herself against the thick padded walls. The female lamia looks at the jungle girl’s imprisonment, which looked very unfamiliar to her and doesn’t know how to take it off - maybe Bella was forced to wear the jacket because she was more wilder then her. After all; she was a feral kid just like the others in the jungle.
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Post by shimoto on May 16, 2018 6:21:52 GMT -6
Bella took a few breaths and forced herself to calm down. Her head was still hurting and going wild like this was probably not the best idea.
"Well, nice to meat you I guess. Even though circumstances are the worst."
She managed to stand up and took a few looks around. This cage was completely empty.
"How are we supposed to get out of here? Any ideas?"
She didn´t really expect anything useful since she had just seen the lamia getting captured before. She should knew just as much as herself about this prison and the guys who brought the two of them here.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 16, 2018 7:45:53 GMT -6
“One of them is probably gonna check us tomorrow.” She said putting her tail around the jungle girl’s shoulders to show some friendliness. “I’m not sure how I can take off the cocoon, but it might take some time for me to figure out.”
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Post by shimoto on May 17, 2018 4:42:07 GMT -6
Bella watched closely as the lamia's tail came close to her and circled around her shoulder as if she was laying an arm in it. She was quite thankful to have a friendly lamia here and not a hungry predator. What was more importang though was getting out. Firsr of this jacket and then of this cage.
"It's not like I can free myself. But if you can find a way to get this thing off me, I'd be thankful."
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 17, 2018 5:57:32 GMT -6
Shiosha moves her tail off the jungle girl’s shoulders, and turns her around to the back as she wonders what is the first step to undo the bulky straitjacket.
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