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Ms. Americana slowly opened her eyes, seeing the blur of the jungle undergrowth move under her. Gradually regaining her consciousness and senses, she found herself tied and suspended against a thick tree trunk which was being hurriedly carried by four peculiar human-like creatures. Her belt was gone and she felt weak. Each stood around 5 feet tall with thick, dark-green fur from head to toe with a rich mane going down their spine, a forward-jutting square jaw with a underbite of short, stubby teeth and long arms ending in very large four fingered hands. Their noses were stubby and constantly sniffing about, while their eyes were milky white and without any pupils.

"Where.. where are you taking me" Ms. Americana whimpered, distraught and still dazed from the  knockout. 

The gremlins grunted and hooted in a cheerful matter as she spoke, obviously happy that she woke up.

They stopped and suddenly the trunks back end was lowered into the ground. The two gremlins in the front raised the the trunk, then all four of them drove it into the moist jungle ground. 

"What are you doing? Untie me at once! I am Americana and I demand you to release me at once!". The trunk was slowly being raised until it stood vertical with our heroine bound against it with her knees on the ground.

"That's a start. Now cut off those ropes, I have no time fo-" She was suddenly cut off as one of the gremlins, in one quick motion, loosened his loincloth and stuck his fat, putrid cock into her open mouth. "MMMBLMM" was all Brenda managed to voice in protest. Her assailant placed the tip of his stone spear on her delicate throat and made a cutting motion with his finger, indicating that she better suck him off good or it's going to get violent. She acknowledged and started blowing the unwashed green cock, licking the tip gently. A lone tear went down her cheek as she struggled to breathe as the vast, thick cock was forced in and out of her mouth. The other gremlins were howling and hooting at her, enjoying her humiliation. The gremlin receiving the blowjob was obviously unhappy with her work and pressed his spear against her throat, cutting the skin slightly. Brenda looked away from the spectators and towards her captor, eyes filled with fear and submission. Her cheeks started to cave inwards as she started sucking him like a vacuum cleaner, making disgusting slurping sounds as the moist cock slid in and out of her mouth. The spectating ogres went wild and started circling Americana, slapping her shapely ass or groping her tits as they danced around her. She focused on pleasing the one in front of her and she tried to ignore the molestation. However disgusting the cock in her mouth was, the situation was getting her hornier and she felt her nether regions get moist and soft. Without a warning she felt hot, fetid cum pour deep inside her throat as the gremlin came and kept his dick inside her hot mouth until he was spent. He slid his flaccid 8 inch cock out of her mouth, smearing her lips and chin with cum. Americana hung her head low, trying to spit out the warm sperm. 

One of the more bold gremlins swiped at her bra and teared it off, allowing her two swollen udders to roll out and hang downwards. The gremlins crowded her chest and groped at her mommy-melons, grabbing and pulling them causing Ms. Americana to cry out in distress. They slapped and kneaded her breasts, watching as they bounced around. Their attention slowly shifted towards the tips of her fun-bags; they squeezed and pulled at her nipples, curious to what they were for. Ms. Americana groaned and cried softly as two beads of milk squirted and flowed down her large mounds. The gremlins hooted in approval again, this time positively amazed by their newest capture's quirks and features. One of the gremlins lowered his thick, mane-covered neck towards the bead of milk rolling from her nipple. Ms. Americana could feel his hot breathe on her sensitive nipples, trembling with fear as she didn't know what to expect. He sniffed around it, then rose again. The whole crowd stopped with their animalistic grunts and growls, looking towards the gremlin in anticipation. He barked a few indistinguishable words, and as he was finishing his sentence the gremlins hooted in joy. Every single gremlin squeezed around Ms. Americana immediately threw himself as close as it could towards her bosom, their mouths filled with rows of stubby teeth clamping down onto her nipples. Ms. Americana cried from pain as the gremlins suckled her ample bosom, drawing her milk still left over from her last inhuman pregnancy. She rolled her head against the trunk, looked upwards and screamed from the stinging sensation at her nipples but at the same time she was enjoying being relieved of the milk. The gremlins frantically fought over the two udders, one hungry mouth being rapidly replaced by another. This all took about half an hour until her mams were drained completely, with the last few gremlins nursing desperately at her engorged and swollen nipples, chewing and sucking so hard Brenda felt like they were going to tear them off.

The gremlins napped in a circle around Ms. Americana while the cum on her face dried and her slightly sagging breasts replenished themselves. After they woke up, the tree trunk was raised and they started marching again with Ms. Americana limp and suspended against the thick log. Her engorged breasts swung as she was being carried, the gremlins sneering and hooting at her. They groped and slapped the sensitive tits, making her gasp and cry softly from the sensation. The march seemed endless but finally they entered a circle of ancient trees which had wooden dwellings in their canopy. The gremlins halted at the base of the thickest tree, quickly climbing up the 30 or 40 feet that led to the primitive structure. Two of them stayed with Ms. Americana, waiting until the ones at the top threw several thick vines downwards. They caught them and immediately went to work. Briefly untying the barely conscious superheroine and then binding her again with the thick vines, tying her feet together. The gremlins at the top started pulling and Ms. Americana was being hauled upwards feet-first, her whole body limp and her gorgeous bare rack hanging upside down. 

Slowly her body was lifted from the vines and several furry green hands pulled her onto the platform. They dragged her towards the hollow inside of the tree, throwing her roughly on the floor. Once inside the spacious tree, a crowd of gremlins gathered and surrounded the weak, defeated superheroine. She lay there silently, eyes wide open with fear, her bite-mark covered udders rising and descending as she breathed heavily. Her panties, barely covering her shapely ass, were still intact.