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Lara Croft and the jungle of Biggo Cocko | bungakawa2011 | 5

 

Lara remained in the position she had fallen for a few minutes, on her knees, with both hands buried between her thighs and her upper body pressed against the moist and cool jungle floor that soothed her aching breast quite nicely. She rested, but remained alert: the last thing she wanted was for the gorillas to find her with her ass up and her head down... But the jungle was silent, or as silent as jungles can be.

As soon as she could feel her legs again, Lara gathered her strength and forced herself to stand up. Groggily, she took a step forward, then another. She was lost, half-naked and thirsty, her whole lower body resonated with dull pain, but at least, she was alive. That was a little victory in itself...

Staying in one area made no sense in her situation. After that catastrophic landing and encounter with the local fauna, she was so off her planned path that the chance a rescue party would find her was negligible. So she went forward, one step at a time...

After a few minutes walk, the sound of water gently flowing down caught Lara's attention. Yes... yes, there was a brook nearby. She could see now that to her right, trees and bushes were visibly bigger and greener. Some of those trees had very thick vines wrapped around them, vines that criss-crossed each other and hung almost to the ground, like a living curtain that hid the small river from view. Eager to drink, Lara stepped through the dark green tangle.

The small brook was there alright, but what flowed in it was the strangest water Lara had ever seen. In fact, it looked as if the river was made of two fluids that didn't mix: clear, fresh water, and large blobs of a whitish substance that stuck to the banks and to the roots that plunged into the river bed.
"Oh, for fuck's sake..."
Lara suddenly felt nauseous. She had just fended off an attack by oversized cocks, and that whitish thing in the river looked like... Ugh. But no... no: the river didn't flow from where she had left the gorillas. They couldn't have... pleasured themselves and unloaded their semen into the water. Then what was that thing?

Carefully, Lara knelt down by the river, wrapped a large vine around her wrist in case she should lose her balance - damned heavy tits! - and took a leaf from a nearby bush to cup some of that strange liquid.



 

What will Lara discover?


          The trees drinking in that river welcome her...

 
 
 

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