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The opening before you looked dramatic, as if god himself used two hands to tear into the earth. You size up the entrance with your eyes and you estimate the hole in the ground to be no less than 7 yards long lengthwise horizontally and as you approach it’s opening you realise it’s not an entrance to a cave but a sinkhole tilted at a serious angle, you look down into the steep opening and try to peer as far into the abyss as you can but the light tapers of almost instantly in that that deep dark hole.

As you step into the mouth of the sinkhole you remark that you can almost stand at full height.

Only now did you actually feel afraid, the entire morning your priorities had been hijacked by your wife’s disappearance, The entire morning you had put your own emotions on the back burner in sake of your wife’s wellbeing.

You didn’t know what was at the end of this hole in the ground, it could have been a bears den or just a dank steep slope straight to the gates of hell ready to swallow you up, but you muster up your courage as you begin your descent.

Almost immediately you slip on something slimy covering the loose dirt you are stepping on, your hands shoot up trying and failing at grabbing at the long roots from one of the larger oaks littering the topside.

As you feel your hands whizz right past the last visible root you tumble into the dark.

You feel yourself almost calmed by the long dark as you find yourself unable to stop your descent, judging by the flurry of wind reverberating your eardrums.

Getting ample time to rethink your past life choices on the long way down you fail to register what is ahead of you.

The last thing you see is a distant light flickering.

6 hours later.

Like earlier today you wake up to the sun hitting you square in the face, warming your cold body a bit, the sun now having moved right into place to illuminate the entirety of the recess you were skating down, you open both eyes and survey your surroundings without moving an inch but as you test your eyes against foreground and background you realise you can’t focus your eyes whatsoever.

A hard pain shoots throughout your head signalling something is wrong, you summon some courage and feel up your head with your hand.

You feel a coarse tough shell on the top of your head and as you try to peel it off, you feel your hand get sticky. You pull your hand back and hold it in front of your unfocused eyes and realise you need medical attention.

Ignoring the pain rummaging around in your skull you bring yourself to your knees and take of your shirt and gently wrap it around your head, when your done you **** yourself to stand.

You scream in a broken voice as you hit your head on the ceiling, gently massaging your temples you try to minimise the pain, while sitting on the floor and nursing your headache you try once again to focus your eyes, with some effort you focus your eyes on the ground and realise that for the first time since waking up you can see actual shapes.

Emboldened, you try to focus your eyes on whatever you are propped against and realise you are in a mineshaft. The long, dark almost rotted pine pole that is almost completely unrecognisable from any kind of wood is matched by an identical pole at the opposite wall and both are stopped from falling in on each other with a length of wood forming a neat but very angular arch which is repeated for as long as your eyesight permits you to see.

Light was not an issue you thought to yourself alarmed at the many lit lanterns individually dotting the smooth stone wall after every 6th arch in the mine shaft to the left of sinkholes exit you came from. Standing on your knees not quite finding the strength to stand yet, you look to the right mineshaft and get a queasy feeling in your stomach as your gaze lingers on a big pile of rubble blocking the right mineshaft, among the large rocks you spot pieces of wood that look a lot like the arch you a moment ago sat against.

You quickly scuttle down the well lit mineshaft, more keen than ever to get moving, despite being immeasurably tires you make good haste past the many rotted arches and dim lanterns. You cannot help but wonder who lit all these lanterns, the plot thickens as you dream up plenty of scenarios of conspiracy’s and reality, both mundane and wildly fictional.

The daydreaming keeps your mind off the pain as yours knees ache and head throbs with every crawling lurch forward, you barely register it when you hear faint sounds echoing from deeper in the mineshaft, the sound echos too much to not sound like distant gargling.

Finding new motivation and trepidation you start paying attention to your surroundings as you move down the damp hall even faster and after passing 50 more arches you see the beginning of an opening and a bright light as the sounds begin to get louder and less scrambled.

A cloud of dust follows you as you burst right through the last archway into what appears to be a large hall decorated with an excess of lanterns granting the room a good deal of light, giving you total vision of everything from the dozens of various lost balls littering the floor ranging from basketballs to golfballs and everything between which you had thought you had lost, to the large stack of different kinds of foldable chairs and tables with colours ranging from green to magenta which you had thought the wind had blown away, to the massive stack of varying pillows which once your outdoor furniture were covered with, which you thought your wife had forgotten to place.

A moan shakes you out of your confusion as you look up to its source, lying on her back on top of the massive pile up of pilfered pillows lays your wife in her naked glory writhing in ecstasy, you notice that her belly is protruding noticeably and you cant help but wonder why.

You are suddenly very confused and your tired mind begins contemplating joining her and just saving the questions for later, but as your eyes do a better job of focusing you see that your wife was not just lying on a bunch of brown fuzzy pillows.

Underneath your wife lies what can only be described as a large, brown furred primate but with more human features, like the huge veiny wrist thick rod gouging out your wife’s pussy and the beasts fat football sized gonads stretching their scrotum taut with their virile payload, those huge orbs which you actually mistook for a couple of errand footballs a moment ago.

As you watch their wild sex with tears forming in the corners of your eyes, the ape-mans hips slow down gradually as his intent seems to grow. You watch as the ape-man takes one of his oversized hands and grabs the back of your wife´s head turning her towards him, "forcing" her to kiss him. Looking on you cant help but feel an intense rage at the beast defiling your wife but you suddenly realise that your wife is not an unwilling participant but in fact seems a lot more engaged in the activity than the beast, you watch as your wife meets every thrust of the primates cock by slamming her hips down, trying and failing to squeeze a few more inches of the oversized sex organ into her stuffed cunt. With every powerful thrust and down thrust by the beast and your wife you notice the two overgrown testicles between the beast mans fuzzy legs, slowly but surely rising in their sack as the strokes get slower and deeper.

Quickly approaching orgasm the beast man disengages from the gentle kissing with your wife and instead sticks out his large, fat tongue waiting expectantly like a dog for a treat as he gazes into your wife´s eyes. Your wife gazes back at him looking longingly into his eyes as you notice a smirk creeping up on your wife´s lips as you swear you can hear her say "Hot..." with a breathy moan.

Before you know it, your wife´s cheeks are bulging with the beasts throbbing muscle exploring every nook and cranny of her mouth as her saliva flows freely down her chin.

The beasts thrusts grow even slower as well as deeper as he seems to be on the edge of an orgasm, You notice a bump interrupting the perfectly spherical shape of your wife´s bloated womb before disappearing, thinking it was just trick of the light you look at the faces of the pair copulating right in front of you, Your wife and the beast stare into each others eyes with obvious lust as both you and your wife fail to notice the ape like creatures hands going to your wife´s hips as "it" slowly starts pulling her downwards and forces 2 more inches to enter her.

All three of you suddenly get very silly expressions.

Your wife´s eyes roll into her head as the beasts cock succeeds in permanently stretching her out, and accidentally causing the biggest orgasm of her life.

Your mouth changes into an o shape as you almost cant believe your eyes as the bump previously interrupting your wife´s stomachs sphere-like appearance is back and can now be classified as a protrusion, you realise that the bump is caused by the beasts massive cockhead, hollowing out your wife from the inside.

The beasts eyes close with ecstasy as the relatively light skin of his scrotum turns a dark brown shade as the skin of his scrotum bunches up and the large orbs previously hanging freely in the beasts sack are now **** against his massive erection as it visibly throbs, still lodged in your wife´s fuck-hole, You also notice the large cum vein running up its length protrude to prepare for the immediate payload.

You watch in horror and disgust as the bump on your wife´s large belly grows fainter fainter as her bloated tummy gets bigger and bigger until there´s no sign of any disturbance at all on your wife´s midriff, if you did not know any better you would say she was 9 months pregnant and about to go into labour any day now.

Being both emotionally and physically drained, the tears in your eyes which you fought so hard against flow freely as you ask in a shaky voice "W-why? Why!?"

Only your wife is shocked by your presence as the beast man obviously noticed you long before, as he keeps exploring your wife´s mouth with his tongue.