Surreal as the situation is, you don't want to make it even more strange by riding in a talking kangaroo's pouch. Besides...you feel like the roo is up to something, and there's a reason she's being so friendly by offering you a ride all of a sudden. But right now, you need to find your clothes.
"I...I'm sorry, I 'm going to have to say no. Besides, there's no way I'll fit in there." You say, stepping back and looking around. The roo sighs and turns her back on you. "There, you see! You offer something nice to someone and they decline. Oh, well, I guess I can't stop you. Well, goodbye dear..." she says before hopping loudly off into the trees until she can't be heard anymore.
You breathe a sigh of relief and turn back towards to pool to look for your clothes. Damn, you followed that stupid kangaroo for about a mile, and you're going to have to walk back across all those rocks and brambles...
"Pssst. Hey, buddy."
You snap your head to the right just in time to see a dark shape slip into the bushes beside you. "Who's there?" You cry out, taking a step back. The air now seems thick and muggy, the sky a dull tan.
"I saw what happened to ya clothes." The voice says again, followed by a whispering of grass moving. "While you took ya dip in the pond, some crazy ape came swinging by and scooped 'em right up. Clever bastard, he is. Although I can't say I agree with his desicion, this jungle's too crowded already..."
You furtively look around for the source of the voice, but can't seem to find one. "What do you mean, the jungle's too crowded already?" You yell, just in time to see a dark shape dart across the path and into the bushes on the side closest to you. "I saw you meet up with that crazy roo bitch. Lucky you escaped that 'un, if you'da climbed in, you'dve been a joey before you know it. She wasn't lying, you know, she's carried a whole bunch of 'em, managed to convince four hikers inside her pouch at once. Wouldn't you know it, she seals it shut, there's squirming and yells, and all that stops after about five minutes, she opens her pouch and pulls out four new joeys, all bright and springy. Lord knows how many she's caught, we lost track at fifty, she gets the most of 'em around here..."
"So are you saying that if you're stuck here without clothes, you'll be an animal before long?" You cry out, now even more desperate to find your clothes. You don't want to spend the rest of your life some hairy jungle animal, and by the sound of the voice's words, there's been a lot of transformations around here lately.
"Did...did you see which direction the ape took my clothes?" You ask the voice, just as a twig snaps behind you.
" 'course I did. But I can't tell ya that without some sort of payment." The voice says, now so close it sounds like a whisper in your ear. "W...what payment?" You begin to stammer, but the rest is cut off by you being tackled from behind and flipped on your stomach, pinned to the ground by the source of the voice.