Into the tunnel

She couldn't stay here, no matter the cost. Standing, her legs shaky beneath her, she took her waterskins, and stumbled towards the back wall, where she began scraping the dirt away as best she could.

About an hour later, she deemed the opening large enough to squirm through, and not a moment too soon. She could hear the massive stone scraping aside one again, and she dove headfirst into the opening she had created, praying it was deep enough to actually go through to the far side.

The lizardman grunted in surprise, as all he could see of their prized captive was her splendid ass and her feet kicking as she attempted to claw her way through the opening. Venus, meanwhile, was panicking a bit herself, as her breasts were proving to be a hair too big for the opening she had made. She grasped the far side of the wall, and desperately tried to drag herself through, as the lizardman began to move, reaching for her kicking ankles to drag her back.

She abruptly popped through the wall, kind of like a cork coming out of a wine bottle, and landed in a heap on the floor beyond. She scrambled away from the opening, before standing again. To her surprise, she could see the silhouette of the lizardman, standing on the other side of the opening, as the rest of them poured into the room. None of them were making any move to follow her into the tunnel. In fact, they simply looked at her for a moment, before they began backfilling the opening behind her, chittering and trilling frantically as they did so.

Venus turned back to the tunnel, its' inky darkness as impenetrable as the room she had stayed in for the last, well, she wasn't sure. With retreat no longer being an option, she took the only one left, and located a nearby wall. Trailing her hand along it, she began to walk down the tunnel, away from the rapidly disappearing hole behind her.

As she walked away, she realized this may be one of the worst ideas she has ever had. While her treatment at the hands of the lizardmen had been far from humane, and parts of her yearned to return to them, at least there she knew the threat. Wandering into an unlit tunnel, completely naked and defenseless was hardly the smartest thing she had ever done, as she was literally incapable of finding, much less neutralizing, most threats in her current state.

A short while later, her hand abruptly ended up hanging in space, and she realized the tunnel had branched off. A brief check revealed she could either head straight, or off to the right. Nothing gave her any indication of which way was the right way, so she was left with nothing more than her intuition to make the decision.