They walked outside to "greet" him...

Soon, Arthur saw a large group of people exiting the village. In the distance, and thanks to the dim light of the sunset, he could only tell that they were tall, dark-skinned, and probably carrying a lot of "different" objects, like spears and clubs. Some of them began to wave at him and ran a little faster, when they were close enough, the boy finally got a good look at his new "folks".

Before him, a couple of feet away from the village's main entrance, a group of tall, muscular, indigenous shemales stood, stopping him from moving forward. Arthur knew that these people were different in a lot of ways, but he was just dumbfounded by how much sheer difference in presence. Most of the women were at least 7 feet tall, they were almost completely naked, with only a small thong between their massive, muscular thighs, made of animal fur and leather, covering the fat bulges on their groins, above, the boy could see their impressive and intimidating muscular abs, under their large breasts who were the size of his head. On their feet, they had sandals and shoes made of leather and fiber, from leaves, and some had a lot of different paintings on their bodies.

After some minutes of awkward silence, one of the shemales, who seemed to be in her late 40s and had a long scar on her face, walked to him with a knife made of stone. Arthur's blood turned ice cold as he saw the blade coming closer to him, but before he could react, the woman began to pull his shirt and cut it off with the knife, slowly leaving the boy naked. The other shemales now walked closer to him and began to play with his body, grabbing his hair, pulling his cheeks, and slapping his butt, all while commenting to each other in their native language. After a few minutes, he found himself butt naked, surrounded by the muscular shemales as they roughly toyed with him.

Soon, a whistle pulled them away from the boy. A young woman, probably in her early 20s, walked towards him. Different from the others, she had a dirty white shirt on and a skirt, made of leaves, and she also had a pair of glasses. Soon, she said:

"You are the new ****, right?"

"I- I..." Arthur tried to speak as he felt the shemales heavy eyes on him, "T-they sent me, the NGO... y-"

"Perfect!" she grabbed his whistle and began to pull him towards the village. Shouting something in their native language, the woman quickly made the group dispel, as they ran back to the village. "You have no idea how anxious everyone was for your arrival! It's gonna be so much fun!" she said, as they crossed the front gate.

Entering the village, Arthur saw that, despite being isolated, this tribe was quite developed. Their houses were built of bricks, made from mud, sand, and stone, their ceilings were made of wood and leaves, in front of any house, there was a primitive oven, made of stone. He could see some goats, cows, and even zebras behind fences, together with banana and Bambu plantations.