..clothing made from dark blue cotton cloth. It was one long strip of cloth maybe ten inches wide with a diamond cut out for her head to go through that made a plunging neckline reaching well below her breasts. A slender belt of leather dyed blue to match the cloth cinched it tight around her waist. Jen twisted to the side trying to get a better look at herself and gasped as her breast slipped out from behind its inadequate covering.
"Oh my god! How am I supposed to walk around in this?" Jen tugged at the edges of the cloth, but no mater what she did the sides of her breasts hung out. She scooted forward in the grass intending to raise her neckline only to discover that she wasn't wearing any panties, and the hem of her garment was barely long enough to cover her privates.
Jen looked down at the thin straps of cloth covering chest, took a deep breath and closed her eyes tight. "Fine. It'll be fine, no worse than a really revealing bikini. I'll get used to it on no time." Jen's words were met with the distant sound of laughter.
"Oh my god! Who's out there?" Jenny squeaked as the frightened young woman scrambled to her feet and glanced around wildly. She was in a clearing in a forest. Large trees towered around her, but the sunny glade seemed safe enough. She'd instinctively cradled her breasts as she stood, and keeping them covered with one arm she pulled her hair back out of the way so she could see better. The bright sun made it difficult to see into the dimly lit woods.
She spun around looking into the shadows. A faint breeze made the bottom of her dress flap, tickling her bare ass and pussy. She couldn't hear any birds, or bugs, even the leaves in the trees seemed muted. Jen shrieked as she felt hands close on her shoulders, the thumbs digging into her back as the fingers slid down along her neck. Something pressed itself against her back and heavy breathing stirred her hair.
"You call to me twice as your god, and know not my name little one?" The voice resonated in Jennifer's bones, it was like a chorus all speaking at once: baritone, soprano, male, female, like nothing she'd ever imagined. "Should I be offended by your ignorance, or amused?" The fingers holding her in place shifted to stroke her throat. "Would you like to amuse me, little one?"
"I meant no disrespect. Please, I don't know where I am or anything about this place." Jen felt tears trickling down her cheeks to splash on the hands holding her. There was a tingling and she felt her tears soaking into the flesh of her interrogator. Her assailant's breath puffed out as he? she? it? squeezed her neck painfully, then...