I'm dragged into a tentacle pit

I was still in shock for a good few minutes before the sound of something moving in the distance snapped me back to reality. Wet chittering, twigs breaking and low voices that were just barely audible. The wonders of elven hearing.

Not taking any chances, I took off my shoes, and hiked up my dress, before waded across the river. Hopefully whatever was watching me didn't like water.

I immediately regretted this, as ice cold water hitting bare thigh forced the most gut wrenching squeal from my new voice. My underwear was soaked and not in the good way. I wasn't even half way across before I started full body shivering. Suddenly, getting eaten by whatever creatures had spotted me, didn't seem so bad. But I kept going. Seemed silly to turn back now. I was already wet, retreat would not change that.

By the time I made it across to the other side, I was practically ripping off my ruined underwear. Thankfully my dress was mostly dry, except for a small bit where it had accidentally dipped at the back. I still needed to dry my legs. Would suck to be reincarnated just to die to hypothermia.

I looked back down at my dress and gave heavy sigh. "Fuuuuck!"

Lacking anything better to use as a towel, I stripped fully and padded my legs down with the dress. But this only replaced one problem with another. I'm standing naked, in the middle of a forest, at night, and have no fucking clue where I was or how far away the nearest town was, if there even was a town to go to. For my second chance at life, things were not getting off to a good start.

"Here! Here! Elf bitch is over here!"

I spin 'round to see a stubby little green man with a hooked nose point at me from across the river. My eyes quickly darting from the spear he was waving above his head, to the erect one dangling between his legs.

Without a second thought, I turned tail and bolted. My body suddenly moving with a speed and grace that shouldn't be possible with my gate and bust size; yet the lack of giving myself a black eye was the least of my worries in that moment. Darting through bush and branch with an odd ease as if I were running in an open field. I seem to instinctively know when to duck, weave and even jump over the terrain as if I had been doing it all my life.

I felt light on my feet, with no ache in my muscles and my breathing unchanged. In fact, despite my initial panic, I felt calm and in control. I could see my way through the forest as if it were midday instead of the dead of night. Dark vision confirmed, but it didn't this changed my current predicament. Even at full sprint, I could still hear those goblin like things behind me. I didn't know where I was running too, and had no illusion of keeping up this pace indefinitely. Even elves must get tired eventually, and I didn't want to risk everything on the slim chance of outrunning these fuckers.

The trees grew more dense the longer the chase went on. Fog or at least whaf I thought was fog enveloped the surrounding area. The ground under my feet was starting to become damp. It wasn't long before each step felt like running through a giant puddle. Curiosity winning out, I stopped and looked at where I stood. Where I expected to see mud and water, I saw only a thin layer of viscose white goo. It seemed to be everywhere.

"No go! No go!" Cried one of the goblins that had managed to keep up with me. "Leave elf bitch! It not safe!"

"B-but boss lady said..."

"Fuck, boss lady! We no go in hungry mud!"

I watched in shock, and minor relief, as the little green bastards simply turned around and began walking away. Sure the ground felt slimy and gross, but...wait, did he say hungry mud? As I tried to puzzle what the goblin ment by that, a sweet scent slowly coloured the cool air. It was pleasantly distracting. Cherry blossom? Strawberry maybe? I couldn't place it, but the smell was heavenly. Each time I inhaled, I felt more at ease.

I'd completely forgotten about my former persuers and made my way closer to the source of this divine aroma, but mood was suddenly soured by the odd sound of a loud ping!

A floating piece of parchment unfolds infront of me. Gold writing seems to materialise on the once empty space.

CONGRATULATIONS!!!

Completed: starting penalty 1 - Rough start

Reward: Divine perk - can be claimed once all starting penalties are cleared.

Starting penalty 2 now initiated.

"What the actual fuaaaaaa....!"

In one swift motion, something had wrapped itself around my foot and pulled me to the ground. There was a new feeling that arose deep in my core that I could only describe as "ick" from the wet sensation as my exposed rear made contact with the sticky slime.

My fingers search frantically for something to hold onto as my body is dragged through this viscous goop. What ever this stuff was, it made everything it touched slick. It was like someone had just dumped a gallon of lube on the ground. In desperation, I pull back against whatever has coiled around my leg and try to stand, but I merely end up flailing around like a fish on dry land. The more I struggle, the more i became saturated in this goo. In the few seconds since my peril began, most of my body was now dripping in this pinkish white ooze.

To make matters worse, my other leg was now being gripped and pulled. I could feel the appendages wrapping around my lower limbs but still couldn't see them through the goo and my own struggling.

*Authors note: chapter inspired by Demon's Blessing

https://dragonswhore-cyoas.neocities.org/demon-god_of_world_creation_En/

Created by 나노하 2023.03.03 with translation, some add-ons and fixes by Dragon's Whore