You scanned the room, taking a deep breath as you waited for the pain to subside in your leg. The top few stones of your tower had fallen to the ground, leaving only a few stones left on your stack. Still, it was tall enough that you were sure you might be able to utilize it as a base for something.
You reached for the vine that was hanging down and carefully wrapped your hands around it as pain flooded your senses from the open wounds on your hands and gave a tug. The vine held firm, and you slowly put more and more of your weight onto the vine as you felt your feet lift off the ground. Satisfied, you let out a sigh, glad that it could at least support your weight as you lower your feet back onto the ground.
Ever so carefully, you clambered back onto the base of your tower, wincing as you used your left leg to push yourself up. You took a moment to catch your breath as you grabbed the vine and pulled it closer to you, turning your gaze towards your bag swaying gently above you. You gave another tug on the vine, this time allowing it to fall taut so that it would support your weight as you slowly climbed. It took several moments before you could reach up and grab the bag, your muscles protesting at every move you did.
You felt your heart skip a beat as your hand brushed the strap, causing the bag to sway away from you. You waited for the bag to swing back towards you before trying to grab the bag, but your fingers again only just brushed it. Wincing, you eased yourself a little further up the vine, watching the bag as it swung back towards you. You reached out your arm, slowly closing your fingers around it, and wrapped your other hand around the vine as you pulled it up and lifted your bag off of the vine before slowly sliding down the smooth vine towards the ground with your bag in tow.
You sat back down on one of the rocks, trying to catch your breath before opening up your bag to take note of the contents. After a few minutes, you pulled the bag in front of you and undid the zipper. Fortunately, everything looked like it was in good condition as you took stock of what you'd brought. There was a headlamp that would probably be very useful as you continued exploring the cave. A canteen filled with water. Some snacks. A 30 foot climbing rope. And finally, your phone.
You took a few minutes to look everything over. You carefully examined every item and tested it if possible to make sure that it was still working. Surprisingly, everything seemed to be in much better shape than you felt. Still, other than burning in your arms from climbing up the vine, you were starting to feel much better.
Carefully, you placed everything back into your bag and zipped it up, aware of how loud the zipper sounded. Down here, you couldn't really hear the forest up above, and there weren't any other people or animals around making noise. It was almost unsettling. Like you were completely alone in the world. You knew that wasn't the case, but it was how you felt.
You took a deep breath as you easily got to your feet and began walking towards the door at the far end of the room. You shivered as the air seemed to get colder the further into the cavern you went, and the sounds of your footsteps surrounded you. The stale air filled your nose to the point you were sure you could taste it. Still, you continued walking up to the massive portal.
The doors were slightly ajar, looking to be made of thick stone slabs that had been carved with intricate detail, though much of it had faded with age. You placed a hand on the cold stone, feeling the carvings beneath as you ran your hand over the surface. You could see a pale blue light coming from the other side of the door, illuminating the room beyond.
Your head swiveled around the massive space as you stepped through the doorway, your mouth open in awe. The room was taller than you imagined, with an imposing domed ceiling held aloft by three massive statues. Each of them was holding a pot that was overflowing with water, which splashed down into a pool in the center of the room. Despite the water pouring in, the middle of the pool looked almost perfectly smooth, reflecting the room like a mirror.
You took a few steps forward, the noise finally being eclipsed by the water pouring into the pool, as you tried to get a better feel of the room.
Everything was illuminated by a faint blue light that seemed to come from some sort of moss or plant that had started to grow in the pool and from the ceiling. The statues were placed in the center of each wall, one in each direction. They each seemed to depict women, though, that would make sense since this was supposedly where they would become priestesses.
The statue against the wall to the left seemed to depict an obscenely obese young woman. Despite the statue's age, you could tell the girl was about your age, though she was several times your size. Her face was round and soft, with almost no neck. She was sitting on the ground, obviously unable to support her own weight as her enormous belly rested between her thick legs. One hand was shoving some food into her fat mouth, while the other was only loosely holding the jug. A pile of food seemed to be spread out in front of her, looking almost edible.
The statue directly across from you seemed to depict another girl about the same age, though her breasts were massive on her otherwise lean frame. They were resting heavily on the ground, and she was bent over, unable to support her top-heavy frame. One of her hands was caressing an enormous nipple, while the other held the jug in place between her breasts. You could see what looked like nipple clamps hanging down from each of her nipples, converging between her breasts.
The final statue was leaning over, using her belly to support herself. It was massive, though not with fat. She was obviously pregnant with an entire village. She looked like she'd be trapped on top of her own belly if she leaned over any further. She was gently stroking her swollen belly while the jug rested between her enlarged breasts, supported by her belly. A cock seemed to emerge from the ground in front of her.
You had to stop yourself from reaching for your own groin as you took in the erotic girls around you. They each seemed to call to you, enticing you to join them. Your breathing was growing quicker and more shallow as your arousal continued to grow. You knew you needed to try to figure a way out of here, but part of you wanted what these girls had.
STATS
HP: 4/20
Strength: 8 (Temp 5)
Dexterity: 8 (Temp 4)
Constitution: 6
Intelligence: 7
Wisdom: 9 (Temp 6)
Charisma: 6
Physical Descriptions
Hair: Black Waist-Length
Eyes: Green
Mouth: Normal sized lips, though they are bleeding a little
Chest: Almost flat A-Cup with boyish nipples
Belly: Flat and toned, like the rest of your body
Groin: Virgin and tight
Weight: 100 lbs
Height: 5'1"
Body: Your body is lean and toned from being physically active, though your left leg is extremely injured from having a rock fall on it.
Inventory
-Cell Phone
-Headlamp
-Water Canteen
-Snacks
-30 ft. rope
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