Scaleslover

WARNING: This story contains hypnosis, sleepwalk, constriction, feet, brainwashing and vore. You have been warned. Mayla dipped her toes into a rippling pool below a crashing waterfall. The little break from her run felt so necessary, and the feeling of cool water on her hot feet almost made her forget how miserable she felt. And frightened. She pushed that feeling deep down. She was a jungle girl... just because she had never been in this part of the jungle didn't mean she was helpless. She was tough...clever....and soooo alone.... But... this was her home, and she would make it work. Somehow. She let her feet dry on a big slab of stone, under the sweltering sun, before moving on. The pause had taken all the steam out of her run. The adrenaline was mostly gone, she was just...mellow and depressed now. She kicked at pebbles on the little game trail before kicking a rock that was buried too far in the dirt. "Oww!!" - she yelped, sitting down on a massive tree root roughly. She put