The Russian doll

The entity found the exit with ease, remembering the route it was brought in from. It emerged through the doors to the shocked surprise of the townspeople. The entity confidently walked through the crowded streets in Natasha’s body, arms resting at her sides, her hips swaying and her boobs jiggling. Natasha tried to reason with the entity but it either couldn’t hear here or wasn’t listening.

Practically every Asgardian got an eyeful of Natasha’s body, especially when the entity went around kissing men and women in front of their partners, bathing in the town fountain and pushing over shelves in the shops. No one stopped her because they were simply to stunned. Eventually, the entity went into the nearby tavern, everyone hushed their conversations as she strutted up to the bar. “Can I help you miss?” Asked a blonde barmaid, looking a little concerned. The entity then pounced in her, tearing up her clothes and leaving her in the buff. The barmaid ran away squealing into the back rooms, her voluptuous breasts and buttocks bouncing all the way. Everyone in the tavern glared at the entity. The entity calmly poured itself a pint of ale and took a sip as everyone in the tavern slowly advanced upon her.

Two men then tried to lunge at her, the entity did a backflip onto the bar, then proceeded to jump onto the chandelier and swing across the room right out into the front door. The entity then began to run down the road only to be met by a pair of armoured guards. They picked her up by her arms and held hair as the people from the tavern cake rushing toward them, as well as another angry mob from the opposite end of the street came after them as well.

“That’s her!” Shouted a member of the mob, “That’s the woman who’s been wrecking our shops!” “And she stripped me naked!” Shouted the embarrassed barmaid from within the tavern. The entity tried to punch the guards but was surprised that Natasha’s body did not possess the strength of the Valkyries, maybe that woman had been telling the truth.

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Sif and the other woman dashed into the town and went straight for the town square, relieved to find Natasha. Natasha however, felt very embarrassed. The guards had placed her in the stocks and the towns folk had all partaken in various activities, including pie throwing, spanking and drawing all kinds of Nordic comments on her nude skin. The stocks were not all she had had to endure. The guards had kept watch of her as she had been **** to work in the various shops she had raided and even had to work a lunch shift at the tavern as she was now until putting here here to go on their lunch break.

The entity however, was more angry about the situation. It was screaming all manner of indignant insults and curses about the Asgardian race and that they would pay for imprisoning her. Sif and the woman marched up to the entity and held up a bottle to her face. “You’ve have your fun Dramberg, now back in the bottle.” The other woman then began chanting something in Norse language and a green mist traveled from Natasha’s nose and mouth and into the bottle. Natasha shook her head and felt a wave of relief.

“Oh thank god.” Said Natasha. “How the hell did you find me?” “Well once you disappeared the ball told us where it had sent you. When we found the broken jar we knew what had happened and came after you.” Said Sif as she opened up the stock to free Natasha. The trio then returned to the palace and Natasha took a long bath, washing away the fruity scent and the Nordic comments. She even managed to wash off those damn logos on her butt cheeks. The Lady Sif then came and told her that they were ready to send her back. Not wishing to stay any longer, Natasha grabbed a bathrobe and followed suit.