I wasn't able to sleep. I was extremely tired and worn down from trying to escape my bondage. I was really confused - there were so many conflicting thoughts going through my head. On one hand, I was scared shitless at what they planned on doing to me. I pictured them shrinking me down and eating me like a delicacy.
On the other hand, I kind of wondered how it would be to look up at those sexy guys when they were huge compared to me. Looking up their loin clothes and seeing their massive meat hanging - as large as my arm would be. Then, I imagined what it would be like to join this tribe and enjoy shrinking down people to torture. I was scared, but horny as hell seeing the power that they wielded.
Then, I was brought back to my senses when I heard a rustling behind me. I nearly yelped out when a hand touched my aching shoulder. A warm breath washed over my shoulder, "Remain still and don't utter a word." What the fuck, someone was speaking English to me. I could clearly understand what the man had just told me. The guy behind me quickly cut me free and yanked at me, "Hurry, we don't have much time." I followed him without asking any questions. It was pitch dark in the jungle and I could barely see my own feet. Who was this man saving my ass?
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