Nora stuck her hand inside

Nora stood in front of the flesh wall. The wall hole convulsed, oozing a glob of thick, clear gloop. She almost couldn't bear it; the stench, the sound it made, the very idea of its existance, but the call of something shiny trumped her hesitations.

Nervously she inserted her arm inside, her head twisted away with her eyes shut tightly. If Nora had to describe the sensation, it'd be like putting your arm into a stocking lined with chicken breasts. She gagged as she dug around for the object, the sphincter walls tightening and sucking her arm in deeper. The wall hummed with wretched squelching noises. Soon she felt a metal object grace her fingertips, and she grabbed it tightly. With a single, mighty yank, she set the object free, along with a copious amount of ooze that covered her head to toe. The **** of it was like a fire hydrant, and she struggled to keep herself on her feet, sheltering her face with her arms. {if Roxxy is alive = true}Roxxy looked on from between her fingers in horror and disgust.{endif} Thankfully, the flow of ooze ended before it completely overwhelmed her, ending the stream with a few, sad spurts.

Nora sat up and wiped the ooze off her face. She sat there for a while, in disbelief more than anything. It took her a moment to actually take a look at what she acquired from this sphincter. It was a peculiar golden, rectangular rod, that sat comfortably in the palm of her hand. On one end was a ring, with a scrap of cloth tied to it, and on the other end it was flat, with an odd hole in the centre no thicker than a needle. {if Roxxy is alive = true}

"Are you okay Nora?" Roxxy rushed to her side to help her up, but took a double take with her hands once she realised she were covered in ooze, and ended up only flittering by her side awkwardly.

"...Y-yeah. I think so," Nora said weakly, "take a look at this."

Roxxy was hesitant about taking it from her, but that all went away once she noticed it were made of gold. "Huh," she grunted, "if I had to guess, it's some sort of key? Maybe? Well, you should keep hold of it, you kinda earned the right."

The ooze cleaned surprisingly easily off Nora's clothes, though the stink lingered on with her for a while longer. Once that was all done and done with, they both made a promise to each other to never mention this again, and swiftly left the chamber behind them.{else}

"Looks like a key," she said out loud to herself like a doofus. She wiped the ooze off herself, and left the chamber behind her eagerly, making a mental note to herself to strike this entire experience from her memory.{endif}

Nora received a golden rectangular key.