Nena and the Pans

The strange erotic jungle of the Neververse hours later...

A fully awake bewildered Nena stands on the wet path as one of the enigmatic Pans binds her wrists with fresh ropes behind her back. Her nude curvy hardbod glows with all perfections as she stands in silence on how quickly events change hours ago. She hears the strange bird sounds,roars, as she stands in a bewilder silence over the events before. The lead Pan with reptile legs keeps his close eyes on her; there's something hungry about him she can't place.
As she gazes at her nude hardbod she watches her scratches and bruises suddenly heal themselves. It's as if she'd fallen in a new universe and her DNA has dramatically change for her new buxem hardbod has never healed this fast before.
She raises her head up and the sunlight makes her shoulder length redhair now streak with some orange glow.
"What a perfect alien babe you are," the lead Pan says.
"If you say so." Nena responds casually. "So what you two fiends have in store for me since I was sold like a slave to you."
They laugh at her.
Once her wrists are secure behind her back,the other Pan shoves her forward. The mysterious leader falls ahead of her. Since she's small 5ft she finds no point in trying to escape for she knows that would be futile and worthless. They have speed and muscle over her.
Now thier seductive captive,Nena marches quietly between them. She doesn't try to make conversation with them for they're hostile looking. She marches barefoot along the unfamiliar path. The Pans don't tell her where they're going. Nena figures she'll find out in time. For now she figures it's better to be a complient captive than one who resist. Her brown eyes dart all over the erotic jungle. She knows the desert isn't too far off. She's still trying to get her grasp on this new world she'd been hurled to ages ago.
 Her pronounce buxem nude hardbod is worthy to get attention of others in the jungle.
As she follows the pans into rose and grassy field it appears the pans are looking for steeds for travel. She doesn't ask questions. All she can suspect she's thier vessel for sex and she knows that's going to come at somepoint of the journey.
 Nena now stands with the leader of the two Pans on the small grassy mound and stares at the second in command getting thier steeds under control.
Her journey is far from over....