Through the woods.

The sound of clashing metal rang out across the alley as Wanda carefully climbed the chain-link fence. The rough metal wires pressed into her bare feet with every step and the jagged top of the fence required **** caution from the naked Avenger if she didn't want to cut herself. Thankfully however she got through unscaved and dropped down into the woods.

"Alright," Wanda said brushing herself off and trying to sound positive. Her situation was no less precarious than before, but she hoped a little positivity would keep her calm. "I know the town layout fairly well. These woods should connect back to the suburbs. From there, I'll-I'll just have to figure it out. Umm it should be this way."

Wanda took off in a light jog in the direction of her home. The march was a bit different from her streaks through suburban yards the other day. Instead of soft grass beneath her feet, The Scarlett Witch instead felt dirt and dead leaves pocking at her feet. The brush was also pricklier than the shrubs she had delt with. With pointed branches sticking into her thighs or shoulders every few minutes.

"Youch!" Wanda cried. Getting struck by one in her side boob. "Maybe I should have just taken the street."

After nearly an hour of this, Wanda finally found her way back to Suburbia. She wondered across a large, tall hedge that sliced straight through wild foliage. Wanda recognized it immediately. This was the hedge at the edge of the neighborhood! It was only a few blocks away from her house.

"Oh, thank god!" Wanda said on the verge of tears. Her nightmare was nearly over. The Sokovian housewife quickly tried to **** herself through the shrubs but found they were too thick. This hedge wasn't made of bushes like the ones between yards this was a long row of 10-foot trees. Trees whose strong branches had crisscrossed throughout the hedge making a kind of organic fence. Wanda sighed realizing her only choice was to climb over. She sought out the strongest tree trunk she could find and (again) climbed up. She thought about how ridiculous she must look with her legs and thighs pressed together around the tree trunk and her ass sticking out into the woods.

Not soon after Wanda reached the top of the tree and popped her head out to gaze into her neighborhood. It had only been a day, yet she felt a wave of nostalgia hit her at seeing streets she actually recognized. Wanda surveyed the nearby roads making sure they were clear of both vehicles and pedestrians, and determined it was time to make a run for it. She carefully clamored over the hedge and dropped down the street. The drop was significant so see did a superhero landing facing away from the road. Wanda took a dee breath.

"Alright Maximoff, your almost home free," Wanda whispered to herself. "Just move quickly and stay hidden."

She turned around and sprinted forward only to too late notice the car that had pulled up right in front of her. Wanda heard a beep and the sound of brakes coming on before feeling her knees slam into its side before she tumbled down on top of it. She was disoriented for a second barely sure what had happened before she fell but eventually, she regained her composure. Soon her face turned bright red, and her mouth hung ajar as she realized her present condition. She had not just fallen on to passing car, but she had landed with the front of her body (from chest to upper thighs) plastered against the window. She could see who was in the vehicle whether it was one tired businessman or an entire family, but they were certainly getting the most of Wanda they possibly could.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Wanda screamed as loud as her lungs permitted. She quickly crawled off the car hood and started running. Screw getting caught! She was going home.