Pre-loaded projectiles

You put an arm around Heather as she limped to the sudden diamond pattern hallway. You let go and she leaned on the wall. You ran your fingers through the grooves in the flooring. The old sand didn’t let you find any difference between safe and not. This also meant stepping on the wrong part could trigger multiple accidentally. This gave you flashbacks to that one adventure movie you watched a while back.

You poked at one of the smaller bricks. Nothing. You slid your finger onto the larger, darker one next to it. Fwiiiing! “Ahh” A dart had hit you in the arm. Painful, it was not, although it left a mark and you definitely felt different. “The dark, large ones are... well you stay away from them. It seems to have injected me with something.”

“Is it bad?” Heather began to reach at the reddish mark. You pulled your arm back, as did she. “Ok. I won’t touch.” She turned her head but still looked at your upper arm in the corner of her eyes. Her breasts were perking up and your cock began to lift. You shifted your legs to cover it and tried to signal to her. She kept staring.

“Hey. You’re uncovered again.” you told her and she hesitated before holding her arm to her chest. “We better get going.” She nodded and stood with you, lifting her arm slightly so you could hold her back and she could wrap around your neck. You held Heather across to the mid point when she staggered and hit a pressure plate. Another dart hit you in the side. You immediately pulled it out. She made it to the end where light shone and Chris was waiting, alone. You dropped and were close to passing out on the hard stone. Heather dropped too but was fine. She tried to pull you up, now ****. You felt the vibrations of more people arrive.