The dry grass of the hula skirt opens for just a moment as you and your crew break through the canopy. But you all land in a completely alien canopy beneath it. You hit first a tangled forest of cords, which bungees back into position and takes you into its embrace. You reach around, finding yourself in a real bind. The force of the fall has really tangled you into this mess. The rest of the crew follow, some landing deeper than others.
You search your suit for a knife. Better to cut these and ease escape than working the entire knot by hand. Nearby, one crew member laughs. "Wow, our first contact is beyond second base..." Much of the crew has survived the midair explosion and are now trying to untangle themselves from the giantess' pubes - the forest beneath the hula skirt.
A crew member yells "Help! Someone help me!" The forest continues to bob and reel as the giantess resumes her dance. And who only knows whats out there. You find your knife and start slicing through the mess of pubic hair.
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