Rather be a Captive of Orcs Than a captive of Veltor

 Deep in the vast large erotic Neververse jungle somewhere...

Julia knows she's in trouble and can't escape. It's only been days ago since some Orcs captured her but to the hardbod Julia days feel like weeks and she doesn't have any heros to save her in this alien jungle. With her wrists bound,Julia's pronounce long redhair glows under the strange light of the Neververse. 

Julia could only guess what and why the Orcs want her. Her brown eyes search the beautiful jungle for an oppertunity to escape but with a firm large hand of an Orc on her bare shoulder she knows escape for now is out of the question. In this jungle world she's at the mercy and whims of those of the erotic jungle which desire her. 

All Julia knows she belongs to thier leader. She figures her long redhair makes her rare for those who want her. She figures she would rather be a captive of Orcs than a captive of Veltor as the Orcs guard her through the beautiful jungle. 

Julia drops her head to show submission. She feels large Orcs fingers lock on her arms as she strolls with them for she's at thier mercy. The larger Orcs make her feel small in the large vast Neververse jungle around her. 

Julia is suddenly steered down another path and she sees another group of ruins. At the sametime the jungle mist rolls in and she feels the mist is like a curtain to hide them and her from others. 

"Why does your leader want me?" Julia blurts. 

Julia doesn't get a reply as she feels the evening twilight set in. All she can think is being either mate to thier leader or a loveslave.