Multiversal Mishaps (For Crooked)

[Tsona]

"Well I apologized for my actions. But I've already been humilated-" She gave a quick gesture towards her chest, no need for further explanation before continuing."-by one young know it all. I'm not even questioning how you kid's got here since I'm getting big eyed stares and babbling. Then to top it off, said earlier girl runs off and I have no idea if she's here to nab the treasure or got herself killed, and the other, and yes luv I'm looking at you now, the other decides to mock me as if I'm bloody wacko." Eyes narrowing, she carefully moved closer, now only a few inches away and giving Elly a hard stare down.

"And despite ALL of this, I'm still willing to help you. Regardless if your actually a spy or some damned hallucination, I'm going to help you. So just a tad bit more respect isn't too much to ask for, is it? No? Thought so. Now you got a choice here, seeing as the spear nicked your rather skimpy underoos and skirt here. I can probably detangle the thong but I'll need to remove the skirt out of the way and that'll probably mean you're gonna lose it. OR I can try ripping the straps of the thong but obviously it ain't gonna last. Dress should be fine for the most part besides that big tear on the back. Not the best of options...but atleast you got a choice." Figuring she'd probably want some time to think about it, Lara looked away after, seeming to scan the walls as she waited.

When she first woke up in the middle of the jungle wearing a pair of clothes she's never owned, Elly didn't know what to expect. She definitely expect to be getting lectured by a gorgeous topless woman she didn't even know the name of. The spear currently up her ass was icing on the cake.

"Oh, really, YOU'VE had a tough day, huh?" Elly began to sarcastically respond, but her thong picked an ever so opportune time to slide her down a little further and tighten it's uncomfortable grip on her privates. "Nggh! I-I mean! H-hell, it's gonna be so fucking hard to walk for a while..." She muttered under her breath, before finally muttering back "S-Sorry for doubting you..."

Her eyes shrunk into beads. So maybe she didn't think that far ahead when it came to getting out of this mess, but... "A-Are those really my only two options?!" She shrieked. What was worse? Having no thong out here in the middle of nowhere, or having no skirt? Both were 'maybe-I-should-just-die' level choices but she had to pick one. "Okay, okay, okay..." Elly sighed, looking away while her face flushed bright red. "J-Just rip the thong, then..."

[Tsona]

Giving a firm nod, Lara seemed to have gotten most of the giggles out of her system, now carefully making her way behind Elly and trying not to stare as she got to work on her current predicament. While she could have just gotten her knife and cut her down, she was worried that she wouldn't be able to catch her in time and the risk of hitting the ground was all too deadly. Whispering a quiet apology, the explorer grabbed her hips and began slowly tugging the shorter girl in a downwards direction.

Since she clearly had put more thought into this than she had, Elly assumed Lara had a plan. Maybe like a pocket knife or something that could cut her out of this bind she was in. That’s why she instead asked “Whaaat are you doing?” when the well-endowed woman wrapped around her waist and put way too little breathing room between her and her giant bosom. “H-hey!” Elly gasped, clenching her teeth and about to file a more formal complaint, when…

“Ah! F-fuck, fuck! What the hell? G-g-geez!” As if the awful wedgie the spear was giving her wasn’t hard enough on her poor, sensitive undercurves, this woman was only amplifying the pain by ten times! “Who’s side are you on here? Gaaahhh, s-stop!” The harder Lara pulled, the thinner the thong stretched and threads began to pull apart.

[Tsona]

Lara cringed at the noises now coming from the younger woman's mouth and yet she continued on with her pulling, the sound of thread stretching only further signaling there wasn't much to go. Just when she nearly had Elly's feet touching the ground, the thong would finally break, fabric snapping as Lara carefully set her companion down, stepping back.


"...You were going to fall. If there was any...ANY other way I could have done it, I would have. Just take a few deep breaths, and be careful when following, okay?" Keeping her tone gentle, Lara turned and made her way across the spear trap, hoping her words had sounded sincere enough as she waited a few yards away after.

By the time Elly’s thong finally snapped, it must’ve been wedged as far up her behind as it could’ve gone. At least, she’d think that, but only feel it tighten worse and worse, prompting her series of grunts and spats (“G-gggAH! Nggh… S-stop it! Stop! Stop it now!”) to grow an octave every inch she went further down. Until finally, there was that ‘snap’ she had been waiting for so long, and her body was given at least a little relief as she dropped back into Lara’s waiting arms.

“Fff-fucking hell! Ah, ah, ah my God, oh…” Elly panted as she fell forward, quick to seek relief from Lara and pressing her head comfortably into her bosom while her hands worked fast to string out the pieces of her thong left up her rear. “Geez, geez, geez!” She shook her head, until the last of her underwear fell in shreds around her and she could comfortably sit back up.

With a sigh, she brushed her hair back, looking up to Lara tiredly. The realization of where her head just was - resting on the Tomb Raider’s bare chest - hit Elly soon after, and her cheeks flushed a fervent red. “R-Right! Let’s keep moving, eheh…” She shook her head. “Christ…”

[Tsona]

Utterly too embarassed to even realize the breast snuggling, Lara moved on until she was far from the spike trap, pausing now to wait up ahead as she studied the floors and walls. No need to escape one trap only to fall into another after all. Arms folded over one another, she gave a small nod, giving a glance back at Elly.

"Shouldn't be too far now, and if we hurry, we can get in and out before we lose the sunlight. Stay close and this time try to listen a bit better, alright? Losing your knickers is much better than any body parts or your life." Turning back, she continued on, deeper into the caverns.

A loud groan echoed down the halls of the temple as Elly agreed, “Shut upp!... and fine…” Her face flushed a vibrant red. Damn it, she shouldn’t have woken up today! Much less gotten herself into this mess… except… what did get her into this mess in the first place?

Details were hazy, but Elly did remember hearing something in the basement of her dorm room. Finding a gadget. But what does that have to do with waking up in the jungle? Nothing made sense and as she looked down the road ahead of her… she could only worry things were going to make a lot less sense the further they travelled.

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The deep and winding corridors housed more than just the occasional bat or mouse, born into a life of darkness and ambivalent to the dim torches hung along the walls. Every footstep taken by their fellow adventurer bounced off the walls of the ancient caverns. Ones lined with equally antiquated images, pictures of tribesmen worshipping long obsolete gods and recording their outdated mythologies. Many of them featured a certain talisman, as well - a little golden statue of their religion’s central figure, held upon a pedestal. Knowledgeable adventurers knew the temple hid this beauty as it’s secret, and many had perished aiming to steal it.

There were no knowledgeable adventurers in the halls today, though. Only Elly and Lara - whom were now taking extra caution after their dance with death - and also, Stacy. Off by her own.

[Tsona]

Grumbling to herself quietly, Stacy was still a bit peeved that her first adventure across the multiverse had ended up with her dealing with some unjust (atleast in her mind) bimbo and a sore ass. Still, she had certaintly showed her what happened when messing with such genius intellect, and she had the trophies to prove of it! Smirking a bit at the recent memory, her gaze began to wander as she looked over the walls of the corridor she walked down, absently speaking out loud to herself.

"Continuation. After analysis, I'm beginning to think this world is very similar in terms of time period to my own, and while I cannot determine if we have a temple like this back home, the role of that...bimbo, is something we also have in our world. These carvings are so intricate and stand the test of time..." Reaching out to lightly run her fingertips along the wall, she leaned a bit closer, palms now pressed against the surface."Perhaps if I do visit here again, I'll take pictures and bring them back for study and possible translation."

The flat of Stacy’s palm brushed up against an image of the talisman, one of the many interpretations the temple had to offer… except there was something special about this one. It wasn’t just a hieroglyph after all - as the wall was pushed against, the portrait proved itself to be a square panel blended perfectly into the archaic structure. The panel pushed in. What followed was a loud, rumbling sound, the walls, floor and ceilings beginning to shake around Stacy in ways they hadn’t moved for over millenniums...

And down the halls, a chunk of the left-most wall portraying a multi-armed image of the ancient religion’s figure-head god unearthed itself from the floor and retracted into the ceiling. What awaited behind it was like a completely different temple - just the mere edges could be seen from Stacy’s perspective, but the floors were polished, free of cobwebs and decay like the other rooms of the temple had seen.

This prize didn’t come without risk, however. That much would be proven as the smell of smoke permeated from down the seemingly endless hallway, opposite to the side the door had opened on… from down the hall, shadows illuminated as something big, bright, and fast was on it’s way!