With every step she took, the ground shook. She was about level with the trees. She was taller than some of them and was able to see the birds startled in their nests. She pushed her breasts through the branches, snapping the occasional one and tipping the whole tree over. Flocks now began to retreat as she approached. Her young companion didn’t dare move her arms to prevent her from sinking deeper into her apex but the whole area was becoming dripping with sweat. Penny wondered if she was aware that she was still there and whether she should make a grab for a piece of hair and wondered if she could hold on for that long. Occasionally a thick piece dangled in front of her but it might leave her dangling and she might end up falling from an even greater height. All she could really do is let her panic build up to a terrifying scream.
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