Deep in the wild strange erotic jungles of the Toyverse.
An ancient broken tower in the middle of a small clearing.
For the Collector Janet,the hardbod toy, lived up to her sensous reputation. As they roll in bed,Janet removes his knife from his sheath as he pays more attention to her lips. As the mysterious collector remains on top her,Janet takes his knife and stabs deep in his back. Several seconds later the nymph slumps downward.
Janet removes his small dagger from his back and cleans it in a crystal clear pond within the ancient tower. Once done she removes his dagger sheath and ties to her thigh and slides her dagger into its leateher sheath.
"There," She says quietly as she washes the blood from her face. Janet stare his face for the last time...she ventures to broken arch window and its crumbling veranda. She surveys the surreal beautiful jungle and the clearing below.
She feels the cool moon light on her curvy nude hardbod. She hears faint sounds in the erotic jungle. Distance but faint.
Janet dives downward from the small tower and amazingly lands on her barefeet intact. She gasps at awe at her strength. Before departing she finds a loose stone in the surreal broken tower and removes it. Quickly she backs off as the tower collaspses inward to the ground quickly. Within seconds she stares at the rubble stone and wood in front of her. She knows the toy collector is dead and his body is buried under the stone.
Janet quickly flees quietly back into the erotic jungle under the bright moonlight. She finds a path and sticks with it. Within seconds she realizes as she stops in front of a large fruit tree. She pulls a fruit from it and eats the odd shape banana. Her brown eyes scour the terrain to see if anything in the erotic jungle has cought onto her sensous scent. She knows by now the Toyverse is unpredictable. Epsecfially the jungle.
Janet murmurs, "I'm lost. Don't know where to go or hide." For now she rests her small nude harbod against the smooth rubber bark of the gigantic jungle tree. Her petite size along makes her small in the vast erotic jungle. She slumps downward starting at the larger than life roots in front of her.
Once rested she forges onward on the unfamiliar path.
Being lost is something Janet doesn't like. As time disorients her,she moves forward regardless. The toy collector now distance in her memory...
