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The Chimera Seed forces the captive Gloria toward Echidna! Oh no oh no oh no!
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Gloria walked with torturous slowness, her trussed-up body taking a long time to cross the short distance between where she'd been recaptured, to where the Beast that controlled the Chimera Seeds hovered, patiently awaiting the delivery of the voluptuous young woman.
Gloria was marched with an escort of Chimera Seeds. She had tried to escape her captivity before, and she supposed that the other Seeds were there to make sure that she did not try something like that again. But she couldn't. Her body was completely under the control of the Seed that had ensnared her, wrapping up her torso, binding her arms, and now manipulating her legs to force her to march towards its Mistress.
"Grrrrkkhh..." The great Beast growled, its shadow looming over Gloria. Its mouth was open, its great teeth bared to its minions' captive. Its tongue shot out of its mouth, tasting the air like a snake. But from the slow, deliberate manner in which it did this, it gave Gloria the nasty impression that it was licking its lips - and it was looking straight at her to boot.
"Mmmmphhh! Hhrrmmphh!" Gloria protested, anger at her capture and humiliation rising within her. Despite her umbrage, she couldn't think what to do. She couldn't move, couldn't struggle, couldn't even speak. It was immensely frustrating, not to mention demoralising. Gloria had a kind of elegance about her: her slow, almost sumptuous catlike movements, her drawling, seductive voice, and her lack of even one hair out of place even when fighting all contributed to this. Even her outfit, skimpy though it was, with its feathered shoulders and lacy accents made Gloria seem of a class above those around her. But now, bound gagged and played for a puppet, Gloria was the one being dominated, the one made to be beneath her captors. She felt that, and it stung her pride. She glared fiercely at the Beast, but glares meant nothing. It was a mighty demon, and Gloria a mere damsel in distress.
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[Start at the Beginning]
The Chimera Seed forces the captive Gloria toward Echidna! Oh no oh no oh no!
Written adaptation (ADAPTATION!) provided by
-Gloria walked with torturous slowness, her trussed-up body taking a long time to cross the short distance between where she'd been recaptured, to where the Beast that controlled the Chimera Seeds hovered, patiently awaiting the delivery of the voluptuous young woman.
Gloria was marched with an escort of Chimera Seeds. She had tried to escape her captivity before, and she supposed that the other Seeds were there to make sure that she did not try something like that again. But she couldn't. Her body was completely under the control of the Seed that had ensnared her, wrapping up her torso, binding her arms, and now manipulating her legs to force her to march towards its Mistress.
"Grrrrkkhh..." The great Beast growled, its shadow looming over Gloria. Its mouth was open, its great teeth bared to its minions' captive. Its tongue shot out of its mouth, tasting the air like a snake. But from the slow, deliberate manner in which it did this, it gave Gloria the nasty impression that it was licking its lips - and it was looking straight at her to boot.
"Mmmmphhh! Hhrrmmphh!" Gloria protested, anger at her capture and humiliation rising within her. Despite her umbrage, she couldn't think what to do. She couldn't move, couldn't struggle, couldn't even speak. It was immensely frustrating, not to mention demoralising. Gloria had a kind of elegance about her: her slow, almost sumptuous catlike movements, her drawling, seductive voice, and her lack of even one hair out of place even when fighting all contributed to this. Even her outfit, skimpy though it was, with its feathered shoulders and lacy accents made Gloria seem of a class above those around her. But now, bound gagged and played for a puppet, Gloria was the one being dominated, the one made to be beneath her captors. She felt that, and it stung her pride. She glared fiercely at the Beast, but glares meant nothing. It was a mighty demon, and Gloria a mere damsel in distress.
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Poor Gloria, walking to her doom? 
and she cant do anything? expect from struggling and beg for her life?
and she cant do anything? expect from struggling and beg for her life?