Cody saw a bunch of kids in loincloths with tanned skin and dark hair and eyes walk over to him. From what he could see, they were all boys. They all had some kind of face and body paint on, with some having simple, black lines on their bodies to others having colorful ornate designs, making their whole bodies look like canvases. But Cody's fascination and wonder with them was nothing compared to the tribe's excitement about seeing Cody in this state. Some of them poked and prodded at him like he was an actual fruit, and at this point, he practically was. Cody's round body was firm, but still had just a bit of wobble to it.
Cody honestly didn't mind this treatment, though he hated being helpless, as he wanted to keep eating berries. He asked if he could get more berries, but none of the tribe seemed to understand him, as they spoke their own strange language. His head was on top of his body at this point, as well, making it really hard to communicate. A couple of the boys rolled Cody forward, so that he was laying on what would be his belly, but was just more round berry. This put his head farther forward, making it easier for the boys to access.
One of the boys stood in front of Cody, trying to communicate with him, or possibly trying to distract him. Cody opened his mouth and said ahh, trying to communicate that he wanted more berries, and hoping that the boy might understand. It didn't seem to matter, though, because as the boy gave Cody a bewildered look, the other boys...
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