It was bound to happen sooner or later

Nicole looked around the latest chamber she was in. After a second, two braziers lit up with the same magical, flickering pink flames as the rest of the shrine had held. This room looked different to the rest. While it still had the same curved stone walls and, annoying, no gaps large enough for her to leave through, it looked somehow grander.

The smell of strawberries and chocolate was much more intense here. Her attention was immediately grabbed by what was between the two torches. They marked out the site of a marble, life-size statue of a woman. A very... anatomically correct woman, Nicole noted with a blush.

There was a small plaque at the statue's feet. Nicole approached, forgetting her nudity for a second in her haste to get this over with. The third and final trial.

"Become one with Huraine to proceed," Nicole said. What was that meant to mean?

She looked back at the statue. If she knew anything about cults, that was probably their goddess. Huraine. Strawberries, chocolate and sex, of all possible combinations.

Nicole swayed on the spot, as if hypnotized, before snapping herself out of it. Wait, what?

Hang on. 'Become one.' She knew a euphemism when she heard one. Nicole glanced around the small cave, cheeks warming, as she took a step closer to the nude statue. She looked it up and down, taking in the swell of her stone breasts, and then lower to a painstakingly detailed and carved hole between the statue's thighs.

What was it, some kind of hidden switch? Nicole bit her lip, but awkwardly reached down anyway, sliding two fingers into the statue. It really was... remarkably detailed. There! Was that a switch? Perfect spot for it if so.

There was the sound of grinding. Hastily Nicole drew her hand back, looking around the room. None of the walls had moved. There was still no way out, even the hole she'd come in by was sealed now she was no longer on the floor. Then she saw movement out of the corner of her eye.

The statue had lowered its hand. It was now closer to waist height, rather than both hands lifted up to her sides in a typical deity-like pose. It also had three fingers poking out, index, middle and little finger, with the others curled back into her palm. Nicole's cheeks managed to get even redder.

'Become one.' Right.

"Oh, this had better work..." she muttered, blushing as she took an awkward step closer to the statue. She again looked around the cave, suddenly incredibly grateful she'd come alone, as she carefully lined herself up with the marble figure's hand. Two fingers slid inside her. Then, with a little careful positioning and a lot of shame, three managed.

The marble wasn't cold and hard like she'd feared. At least the cultists had spared some of their pink-flame inducing magic to make this enjoyable, even if her mind wouldn't let her forget the fact she was banging a strange statue of a woman in some desolate cave. The stone was warm inside her, and she always managed to make it brush against the right points, even the little finger adding much more than she'd expected to the experience.

She grabbed the goddess's head with both hands to better keep her balance, picking up the pace. Her cheeks blazed as it fully sunk in what she was doing, but it was too late to stop. The 'vestment of Huraine' which had better be coming up soon was the only thing she could actually wear, this was humiliating but it was so much better than being naked forever. People would actually see that.

Her moans echoed in around the cave as she came, and slumped forwards, panting. There was a grinding as a door opened, and it took Nicole a second to pull herself off the statue and hurry on.

"If anyone asks, I just had to kiss it," she muttered, bright red.

In the next chamber, the smell of strawberries and chocolate was even stronger. She noted gratefully what looked like a pedestal in the distance, with what looked like something folded upon it. Finally, something she could wear! Nicole started hurrying closer.