Crawling on

"Adopt the favored position of the goddess," Nicole murmured as she read. "Well that's clear as mud."

She looked around the chamber she was in hoping that, like before, she'd see a way to progress. Instead all the walls seems featureless, a few cracks visible in the flickering pink firelight all that attracted her attention, though it didn't seem at all possible to go through any of them.

Had she taken a wrong turn in the water? That didn't seem likely, both from the torch and the fact the smell of chocolate and strawberries was getting stronger. She paced the cave, groaning. She was not coming all this way for nothing! She was cave exploring in the nude for god's sake, she'd better get something at the end of all this!

Nicole groaned, and then slipped on a wet patch of rock. She landed on her hands, catching herself. Being wet wasn't helping her keep her balance.

She heard the sound of something grinding. Looking up, Nicole saw a crack in the rock wall growing wider. Confused but grateful, she scrambled to her feet, moving closer, only for it to slam shut again.

What? She'd seen, she could have sworn...

Wait. 'Favored position.' Sex goddess. She'd been on her knees. Oh, you had to be kidding.

Uncertain, Nicole carefully lowered herself again. The wall again grinded open, a small tunnel on that was only just tall enough for her to crawl through open up. Going red, Nicole crawled into it, silently hoping it didn't feel like closing again with her inside.

Nicole kept moving on her hands and knees, ducking her head down as the ceiling dipped lower. She crouched even more as her ass bumped up into the rock again. It was a bit of a snug fit, but she could smell strawberries on the breeze coming up the gap so that had to count for something.

Eventually it got tighter. It was a couple of minutes before she had to get off her knees, going even lower and pulling herself along on just her arms. She rested her weight on her elbows to avoid squashing her breasts too much, though they still dragged alone the ground with the limited space she had.

At least it was technically helping to dry her, though her hair was still sodden. Eventually she reached the far end, pulling herself out into the open, still a little wet, still very breathless, and got back onto her feet. Oh, this had better nearly be over...