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The jungle
DIR By: Cya
Date: March 27, 2019, 4:46 pm
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CEO is on her private jet, yelling at her assistant to destroy
documents because she is fleeing from them.
Idea 1 - native tribe: an incredibly sexy but very rude/horrible
ceo gets charged with fraud and employee discrimination, so she
flees the country while her lawyers deal with it. Her plane
crashes and she ends up stuck in a huge jungle, which she then
gets caught by a native tribe. They strip her naked and present
her to the entire tribe (they're staying in a native village
style setting with a campfire etc) after she fusses and is
basically a horrible **** to the tribe, their leader determines
that she is childish and should be reborn correctly. To briefly
state the next series of events, she loses her perfect tan, gets
humiliating phrases painted on her, has her hair poorly shaved
and is fed disgusting food which basically makes her chubby in
time. Jungle mush
The sorceress smiled, confident that her new adult daughter was
more than ready to enter into her womb. Miss Veldes stood over
Becky's head and squatted over her. Needless to say, the
preschool minded adult looked up in shock as she saw a pair of
massive vaginal lips hover above her head. Becky struggled to
yell, but it was all for naught. The witch used her magic to
pull the adult woman up into herself.
A few sexual sounding moans came from Miss Veldes as a very
squirmy Becky writhed around her birth canal, ultimately
tickling the inside of her **** as she was slurped up into the
womb.
Becky thrashed about, frightened by the sudden darkness as she
felt warm waters wash over her and quickly submerging her body.
What happened next is still a mystery to Miss Veldes, but she
assumed it had something to do with her magic. Anyway, at that
instance, Becky's umblical cord fused her to her new mother. She
then took her first ‘breath’ from within her new mother and was
simultaneously liberated from the burden of her intelligence.
Her destiny now was to be nothing but to be a baby for her new
found mother, the woman who would care for her in the coming
centuries.
Suddenly, the sorceress started chanting through labored breaths
as her newborn twenty two year old dangled out of her
overstretched vagina, sticking midway out.
While the witch was chanting, the middle aged doctor could only
stare at this woman protruding from her patient's pussy. The
"newborn" had a set of breasts that were probably bigger than
her own, but that was the most developed part of this woman's
body. The poor girl's head was covered in vaginal fluid that
ultimately made her wispy locks of hair appear thicker than they
actually were. However, it was the lack of teeth which disturbed
the doctor the most. This poor woman, who was in the middle of
experiencing her second birth, had no teeth!
#Post#: 180--------------------------------------------------
Re: The jungle
DIR By: Cya
Date: March 29, 2019, 4:36 am
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CEO is on her private jet, yelling at her assistant to destroy
documents because she is fleeing from them.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
Rebecca Covington screamed into her cell phone. Things weren't
exactly going her way. After years of running one of the most
profitable electronic hitchhiking companies in North America,
she found herself thousand feet in the air, fleeing in disgrace
on her private jet. Her company was currently under
investigation by the Feds due to a number of employees coming
out against her, claiming that they were discriminated against
or sexually harassed by her. Not only that, but she knew that
once the federal agents got their warrant and entered the
building, numerous counts of fraud and embezzlement of funds
would no doubt be tacked on to her list of charges.
"Look, Brandy. I know you're not exactly the smartest person who
I've employed but it's not rocket science. You shred every
single document you can find or I'll say that you were an
accessory. Do you understand me?!"
Rebecca did her best to intimidate her personal assistant, but
not being there in person was definitely inhibiting her ability
to instill the fear necessary to get Brandy in gear.
"Look, Miss Covington, I'm doing my best, but there's like, too
many documents here and I-"
A suddenly crashing sound came from the phone, causing Brandy to
stop in midsentence while Rebecca took a deep breath, hoping
that it wasn't what she thought it was. However, just as her
luck would have it, Rebecca could hear the sound of orders being
barked at her dimwitted personal assistant. Rebecca listened
closely, trying to hear what was going on when the last thing
she wanted to hear was tearfully yelled at the agents
surrounding her employee.
"I don't want to go to jail!" Brandy could be heard sobbing
through the phone. "I have all the dirt on Rebecca Covington
right hear and I'll testify against her if it helps you guys!"
"You fucking two timing whore!"
Rebecca shouted into her cell phone before she threw the damn
thing towards the cockpit. A bit of turbulence threw the CEO off
her feet as the plane shuddered.
"Chuck!" A very concerned voice called out from the cockpit.
Out of nowhere, the plane lurched forward, suddenly thrown into
a downwards decent. Rebecca cursed to herself as she slowly got
up from the floor, rubbing her sore bottom as she did so. The
confusion in the aircraft was quite apparent as the stewardess
came running from the front of the jet.
"What the fuck is going on?!" The angry CEO lashed out in the
woman's face.
"Well, our pliot is knocked out because some dumb bitch threw
her cell phone at the back of his head like a fucking psycho and
now we're rapidly losing altitude."
"Oh, shit." Rebecca muttered to herself.
"Oh shit is right." The other woman remarked as she quickly
rummaged through the supply closet on Rebecca's small personal
jet. An odd sound of triumph came fromthe woman who had
seemingly found what she was looking for.
"What do we do!?!?!"
The stewardess turned around, something yellow strapped onto her
back as she held out another yellow object in her hand. She
forced the bitchy CEO to take the boxy item which Rebecca stared
down at. Upon first glance, it looked very similar to a
backpack.
"I don't know about you, but I'm abandoning ship!"
"Wait!" Rebecca called out to the woman who was about to open
the door of the jet.
"Look, you already killed a man, you're not killing me!"
"Just tell me how to use this thing!"
The CEO pleaded, holding onto the stewardess's forearm.
"Just put it on like a backpack and jump. When you are safely
away from the aircraft, pull this cord." The woman pointed to a
long nylon thread. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I quit!"
Before Rebecca could even reply, a harsh gust penetrated the
interior of the cabin as the stewardess threw the door open,
causing the CEO to shield her eyes out if instinct. Once she
lowered her hand, she realized that the woman was gone, vanished
from sight. In all of her thirty one years of life, she would've
never, in all of her wildest dreams, imagined that she'd be in
this situation; her plane on a collision course with the ground
due to her tantrum.
She clumsily strapped on her parachute before she walked towards
the treshold of her plane. The gravity of the situation became
abundantly clear to the CEO as she found herself gazing out of
the side of an airplane, staring down at the green landscape
that was getting closer as the seconds ticked by. Rebecca was
trying to overcome her fear, everyone of her rational thoughts
was screaming at her to jump, but it was too much for her to
bare.
"Fucking seriously, Rebecca?!" She yelled out at herself. "You
built one of the biggest companies in the world by destroying
hubdreds of thousands of lives! You destroyed a centuries old
industry for crying out loud!" Rebecca could feel her old sense
of self slowly building up inside. "When the cops came crawling
after you, you outsmarted them and fled the country to this
third world shithole! And now you're going to just give up and
die?!"
Rebecca held her breath and jumped from the careening jet. She
could feel her body literally falling towards the Earth like a
missle as her stomach sank, causing her to close her eyes. The
wind howled past her ears as she kept her eyes shut, trying to
ignore the fact that she was plummeting several hundred miles
per hour towards the ground. Time stood still as she felt her
hand grip the cord before she gave it a hard tug.
Suddenly, that sense of falling disappeared in an instant as her
parachute deployed and caught air, pulling the straps of the
parachute taught against her shoulders, chafing them. Rebecca
slowly opening her eyes and was greeted by one of the most
spectatular views she had ever seen. She could feel her breath
being taken away by the sight of the jungle beneath her feet. A
vast and endless vista of lush jungle stretched out before her
very eyes, only a single river divided one expanse of green from
the other. As she gently descended through the air, it became
obvious that there was no towns or cities anywhere near by. She
was literally going to land in the middle of nowhere!
A large swath of grass stood directly below Rebecca as she
neared the ground: a clearing in a literal sea of trees. After
what felt like an eternity of floating down from the sky,
Rebecca finally felt her feet connect with the ground. She let
out a low sigh of relief as her legs buckled, forcing her onto
her knees. At last, she was back on the ground.
"I can't believe I did it!"
The thirty one year old CEO shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Maybe my luck is finally turning around."
A large shadow fell upon her, causing the woman to grow quiet.
However, before she could even stand up, she felt her body get
yanked back into the air, the straps of her parachute going
tight as she dangled a few feet off of the ground.
"What the fuck?!"
Rebecca starred kicking her legs, flailing her arms around
angrily as she tried to fight against whatever or whoever had
lifted her up. An incomprehensible gibberish met her ears not
more than a few seconds after she started to thrash around.
"Aish a dabal umbaba?"
"Speak English!" Rebecca demanded.
As if in response to her outburst, Rebecca was spun around and
met an unimaginable vision. Standing there in front of her was a
giant woman, covered in tribal paint and wearing only a leaf to
cover her pubic mound.
"Ernad cazado umbaba!"
The curious tribal lady happily declared, jumping up and down.
This sudden celebration of sorts caused her large breasts to
bounce in unison while simultaneously throwing Rebecca around
like a rag doll.
"Stop it, you giant jackass!"
Rebecca cried out in anger as her stomach threatened to erupt
with each unnatural motion.
Thankfully for the CEO's stomach, the giant ceased her jumping
and slung the parachute over her shoulder, using it like a net
to carry Rebecca with her. This development wasn't exactly the
best case scenario that Rebecca had in mind, but it was
definetly an improvement over being thrown around like a child's
toy. Rebecca hung there, unhappy with being treated like this,
but it gave her time to think.
As the minutes passed, the giant made progress towards wherever
she was going and Rebecca was scheming away like she always did.
In her mind, she hoped that this giant was taking her back to a
village or something. Once there, Rebecca knew that she could
surely become their leader. After all, she was a highly advanced
and accomplished woman who could definitely astonish a band of
backwoods savages who probably didn't even know what toilet
paper was. 'Shit, they better have somewhere I can use the
toilet...'
"Hey, Shehulk!" Rebecca barked. "When can I use the bathroom? My
stomach is starting to hurt!"
The giant came to a stop and swung Rebecca around so she could
see her better. Both the CEO and the tribal woman stared at each
other. Rebecca noted that this huge woman wore a few red lines
on her right cheek, four to be precise and had her long black
hair in dreadlocks which were caked in mud. Just the sight of
someone else's hair, cared for in such a disgraceful and poor
manner, made Rebecca feel repulsed. When she became the
chieftess of this big baboon's tribe, she wouldn't let her long
locks of lavish amber hair be disrespected. None would touch her
hair!
"Deen ot beh Dekan."
An unwelcomed hand reached out for her luxurious designer top
and unceremoniously yanked it away from her body.
"You stupid bitch! That Jacket cost more than your entire tribe
would get paid if they all flipped burgers for a month!"
Despite Rebecca's savage insult, her captor continued to strip
her of her clothing: tearing her out of her blouse, ripping off
her bra, peeling off her pencil skirt and throwing it away like
it was a banana peel. With each article of clothing removed,
Rebecca felt her blood pressure rise. Finally, the giant
discarded her high heels, leaving her naked from head to toe.
"You better hope that I don't become your Queen because, when I
do, you're going to exiled when I'm in charge!"
Once again the giant ignored her, but instead of carrying her
like a bag of old laundry, the huge tribe scooped the naked CEO
up and carried her bridal style. Even though Rebecca was
practically about to explode, she had to admit that being
carried in this fashion was much better than being slung over
someone's shoulder like she was a sack of potatos.
It didn't take long for the trees to start becoming more sparse
as a series of lit torches lined the path that led to an
encampment of sorts. Rebecca could see a massive wooden wall
made of the remains of the trees grow closer and taller with
each step her captor took. She could she that vines wrapped each
log together while mud was caked in between them, sealing the
logs firmly in place, forming the huge fortification. Once past
the wall, she could see other tribal and their dwellings.
Thatched roofs could be seen towering above her, randomly spread
around a huge bonfire.
Needless to say, Rebecca didn't expect to be brought to the New
York of tribal villages. Sure, each story was only tall enough
for one story to exist, but the structures themselves were so
much taller than herself. 'This must be what it feels liketo be
the size of a little kid or baby.'
"Kool thaw I dnuof!"
Rebecca sighed as she heard Shehulk make some kind of
announcement to the other Amazonians. Suddenly, afew excited
shouts came from the other tribals as everyone in the village
descended upon both Rebecca and her captor. Normally, being the
center of attention didn't bother the CEO, in fact, she loved to
be in the limelight as often as she could. However, considering
the fact that her admiring "public" was nothing more than a gang
of cave women, covered in mud and leaves, she was obviously not
impressed.
"What are you staring at?!" Rebecca shouted. "Never seen a
person who knows how to bathe before?"
A few surprised murmurs came from the crowd as an older woman,
probably in her mid forties, made her way through the gathered
group of tribals, each giant bowing before the old woman. The
elder's head was adorned with a cone made from palm leafs and a
large red jewel hung from her neck. Even Rebecca could tell that
there was something about this woman which made the others
revere her with such respect. 'She must be the chief.'
The older woman and Shehulk entered into a lengthy discussion.
Each other sentence was followed with Shehulk pointing at
Rebecca while the elder looked at her with an annoyed
expression.
Finally, Rebecca snapped and slapped away the next hand that had
pointed at her. She started yelling and screaming while kicking
around the sand that lined the gathering area.
"You fucking savages need to stop talking about me like I'm not
here!"
Everyone gasped as a deadly quiet enveloped the tribals who were
shocked by this strange, bronze painted woman who slapped at
their chief's hand.
Rebecca continued to curse and throw her tantrum. After a few
moments, she finally ran out of steam and looked around her,
wondering why everyone looked so surprised and startled by her
outburst. 'Maybe I got through to them. Took long enough.'
The chieftess looked down at Rebecca was suddenly found herself
staring into the older woman's eyes. She could see that there
was a fire burning behind the woman's eyes and knew that she had
pissed her off. A lone finger reached out from the Chieftess and
was planted onto Rebecca's forehead.
"It has been determined that you're are not fit to be an adult.
Had you acted with respect and maturity, we would've gladly
welcomed you into our tribe as a fellow sister. However, you no
longer get the chance to be called our 'sister'.Since I've lived
for centuries, and have never gotten to experience the blessing
of birthing a baby, you will be reborn again from my womb which
will grant me the gift of motherhood!"
Rebecca was utterly repulsed and shocked by what she heard.
Despite everything she had been through, the very idea of being
turned into a baby again absolutely horrified her. At least in
jail or in death, she would still be a woman!
"Silly, Becca. You will remain the same. No changes will be made
to your physical form."
loses her perfect tan, gets humiliating phrases painted on her,
has her hair poorly shaved and is fed disgusting food which
basically makes her chubby in time. Jungle mush
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