A tunnel that strangely shimmers

{if Roxxy is alive = true}The tunnel walls shimmered strangely, a faint glowing light that seemed to change colors just beneath a glassy surface. "Strange," said Roxxy, "it seems like the stone tunnel turns into obsidian right here, almost as if the tunnels were glued together or something." Nora grunted a reply, leading the way with her flashlight.

The tunnel twisted and turned, uniform in its diametre, its smooth glassy floor caused Nora to stumble a few times, but the spelunking was otherwise uneventful. That is, until they reach the end of the tunnel. Both Nora and Roxxy stood frozen in awe.

"Holy shit."

They stood in a gargantuan cube chamber, its walls made of intersecting white marble and obsidian, adorned with masterful carvings, and everywhere, overflowing in every corner, gold; gold coins, gold idols, gold vessels... all shining and twinkling, reflecting the light that seems to come from no visible source, as if it somehow came from just under the gold's skin. Nora pinched herself, just to make sure she was not dreaming.

"Holy shit!"

Roxxy headed towards the nearest pile, first slow uncertain steps that quickly turned into a full-on sprint. She lifted a jumble of the bounty in both of her hands, showing it off to Nora.

"It's real!" she exclaimed, unable to hide her giddyness, "We're rich Nora, rich! We're gonna' be hailed as the greatest explorers of the twenty-first century, no, in history!" She fell back first into the heap, making 'snow' angels and throwing gold coins over her body like a fountain. Nora couldn't believe her eyes. The riches felt cold and real in her hands. She let the gold drip away like grains of sand as she looked around in utter amazement, exploring the chamber. She would occasionaly stop to admire a piece of culture she's never seen, only to be distracted by something even more rare, something even more obscure and wonderful to her.

But something nagged at her, something in the back of her mind, like whispers. Why are there no traps, no guardians, no... anything? Surely noone in their right mind would just leave all this just sitting here? Perhaps there is something at work here...

Unbeknownst to Nora, there was. A sinister entity so to speak. Something unnatural. Something that definately, most certainly, did not belong in this realm. Her feet were guided without rousing her attention, to a pedestal, upon which stood a oversized, golden and gem studded phallus. She almost couldn't help herself from chuckling, but it drew her in regardless. She stared at it, at first just to take a good look, but soon panic set inside her mind as she couldn't draw her gaze away for more than a few seconds.

"I can't look away, but... I really don't want to?" she mumbled.

"You say something Nora? Oh hey, what'cha find there... Oh." Roxxy caught a glimpse of what she was looking at, then laughed. "Aw come on, don't be so immature, it's just a dick. A really shiny, sparkly... beautiful... dick. Hm." She too began to stand there like a fool, her eyes focused upon it, unable to wrench them away. "Man, it's really nice to look at." Roxxy began to unbuckle her jeans, without her really noticing she was doing it, or rather not really minding it. She felt hot. It's only natural to take your pants off when it's hot, isn't it? Sweet, intoxicating whispers danced around in her mind, in a language completely foreign to her, something that reminded her of a scuttlefish being dropped down a stone staircase, yet somehow she understood every word.

"Yessss, look deeply upon my vissage. Doesn't it look good? How sleek it is. How textured it is. You won't find better. I know you want it. She wants it too you know. It would look good on her. But wouldn't it look better... on you?", the whisper lingered for moments yet simultaneously fired off screaming commands, "SHE IS GOING TO TAKE IT FOR HERSELF. YOUR 'FRIEND' PLOTS AGAINST YOU BEHIND YOUR BACK. YOU MUST TAKE IT BEFORE SHE CAN. YOU MUST. YOU MUST. YOU MUST. YOU MUST. YOU MUST. FUCK HER. DOMINATE HER. ONLY THEN MY PRIZE WILL BE YOURS. DO IT. DO IT NOW." Roxxy trembled, gritting her teeth, foaming spit dripping from the corner of her mouth, her eyes trying to resist but failing. Nora too had these whispers, but she was a woman of a more stern mental fortitude, though she still struggled, her hands shaking as she resisted with all her might stripping herself.

"Roxxy... you hear it too right?" She **** herself to speak, "d-don't listen to it, we can still-"

"You- you just want it for yourself don't you?" Roxxy clenched her fists, her raging eyes burning into Nora's flesh. "You were always such a selfish bitch. Yeah. Selfish. You say you donate them, but I know the truth. You always kept the treasures you found didn't you? Hoarded them, kept them away from me! Yeah! Using them for your own sick interests and pleasures' Yeah! Well I'll show you, I'll show you, you want it so bad, I'll give it to you!"

Roxxy snatched the golden phallus off the pedestal and rubbed it's base against the top of her crotch, just above her clit. She wasn't sure what she was doing, but the whispers told her to do it. It suddenly writhed and pulsated and she let out a piercing scream as the phallus melded with her skin, and unholy concoction of metal and flesh. Golden threads dug their way under her skin, like veins of blood. She whimpered and staggered a few steps back, clutching her new enormous member. "Ah! It buRns!" she moaned, "Fuck! It hurts... it hurTs so gOod!"

Nora tried to run, but she was still under sway of the whispering madness, and didn't get further than a few feet before Roxxy caught her with new renewed vigour, pushing Nora over, causing her to tumble down the small mound in an avelanche of jingling treasures. Roxxy was quick to descend, and she circled her like a predator, waiting for her to finish struggling and free herself. Then she pounced. Nora tried to crawl away, but Roxxy grabbed her by the ankle, making her fall flat on her chest with a thud, and began to reel her in under her body. She pinned her chest down with her legs, fighting against Nora to strip her. Roxxy won; Nora's clothes and undergarments lay scattered. She tilted her hips forward, sliding her new addition over Nora's smooth chest, almost reaching her face. The metalic skin of the phallus had a strange heat, and caused Nora slight discomfort with every touch. Roxxy began to laugh maniacally, her voice sounding different, a mix of her own and something so vastly alien.

"I'vE wANteD thisssss ffffor so LOng you know, mmmm, to pUt you DOwN On thE gROuNd and just fuck fuck fuck your brains out, eheh, to jUst, FUCK you, make you learn youuuur place, mAKE yoU such A BITCh. I beT YOU WAnt me To do tHAt, mmmm, that'D be so LIKe You. YOu'Re SO pAtheTIc. So petty. So sELFIsh. I'm gonnnnnnNna gEt ssOmE PAYBack FOR aLl thE TIMeS yOU cROSseD Me!"

"Roxxy! You have to resist i- Mpf!"

The tip burned her tongue as the member was thrust without warning into her mouth. She tried to cry out from the pain, but her throat was filled. She couldn't breathe. It was surprising how flexible the phallus was. Her eyes opened wide in shock as she felt it extend, worming it's way deeper into her body. No! This isn't possible! The sensation made her want to wretch as it poked around in her stomach. How's it doing this?!

Roxxy was loving it, it was beyond anything she could ever experience as a mortal shell. Her face was in exctasy, her mouth drooling a mix of spit and blood. She just carried on humping her hips wildly and haphazardly. "Ah, sOooO GOod! sO gOoD!"

Roxxy moaned like an otherworldly beast as her long winding phallus finally exited Nora through her anus, and then beginning to floss her insides back and forth. Nora never felt anything more excrutiatingly painfull than this. She could barely move, and it pained her to do so, and so could only lie back and let this happen. Roxxy roared. Her cock suddenly reached it's limit, causing Nora to have a fountain coming from her ass, gluts of golden cum travelling visibly along the winding path inside Nora's body.

"I-I'm sO SOrrY noRA," Roxxy whispered, her face not matching the words she was saying, tears streaming around her wide, toothy, cruel grin, "I'M So soRRy." Her cock began retracting, leaving a mess of cum in it's wake. Nora's anus was gaping, wide enough one could stick their hand in and not touch the sides. "i'LL sSaVE You, I'M so SorRy..."

Nora closed her eyes softly, no longer being able to process everything she was experiencing, mental and physical, and blacked out.

"...I'll save you..." {else} The tunnel shimmered, a faint light changed colors just beneath the glassy surface. It wasn't like the stone tunnels she wandered in up to now, this tunnel was natural, not dug out by a human hand. There weren't any carvings on the walls either, which gave Nora doubts she would find anything ahead. But she kept on going for some strange reason. She held the flashlight close to her body.

The tunnel twisted and turned, uniform in its diametre, its smooth glassy floor caused Nora to slip a few times, but the spelunking was otherwise uneventful. That is, until she reach the end of the tunnel. She stood there in awe, bewitched.

"Whoah."

She stood in a gargantuan cube chamber, its walls made of intersecting white marble and obsidian, adorned with masterful carvings, and everywhere, overflowing in every corner, gold; gold coins, gold idols, gold vessels... all shining and twinkling, reflecting the light that seems to come from no visible source, as if it somehow came from just under the gold's skin. Nora pinched herself, just to make sure she was not dreaming.

She hurried over to the nearest pile, sticking her hands in like a child would into a birthday cake. The gold felt cold and real, and she sifted it through her fingers like grains of sand. She stood up, not content with just looking through one small area. She wandered around, finding cultural artifacts that by themselves could fill a hundred books with research, only to be distracted and discover something ten times as amazing a few feet away.

But something nagged at her, not only the sense of deja vu, but something in the back of her mind, like whispers. Why are there no traps, no guardians, no... anything? Surely noone in their right mind would just leave all this just sitting by itself? Perhaps there is something at work here...

Unbeknownst to Nora, there was. An sinister entity so to speak. Something which definitely did not belong in this world. Something unnatural. She did not realise it, but this 'thing' guided her along a path towards a pedistle. On this pedistle was an upright phallus; long, golden, and studded with precious gems.

"Psh, I like my toys, but you don't see me building a shrine for them," Nora smirked. The smirk disappeared just as soon as it came however; she found herself frozen in place, her eyes unable to look away!

"What the hell is this?! I-I can't look away!... But do I want to?"

"Yesss, yesss, look upon my visage. Such a marvelous thing it is, isn't it? There is no reason to look away, there's nothing as beautiful as this, so why would you?" A concophany of whispers echoed in her brain cage, speaking in an incomprehensible language she couldn't recognise, yet somehow understood. "Wouldn't this thing look good on you? Take it in your hands. You know you want to." Those whispers were clearer and quieter, yet somehow were the most audible in her mind, than the loud carpet of jibbering that kept screaming at her; "DO IT. DO IT. TAKE ME. JOIN ME."

It was difficult to resist. Nora was one with stern mental fortitude, but even with that she knew she would be overwhelmed. Her face felt like it would fall apart; her eyes rolled back so far it hurt, and her teeth gritted together so hard she was afraid they'd shatter. Foam gathered on the corners of her lips, rolling spit down to her chin. She couldn't help twitching erratically. It commanded her to strip, her hands acting without her own consent, but she struggled to hold them back.

"DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT." With every word it made her brain thump like it was about to explode; it felt like it would too. She just wanted to scream, tell it to stop, to make it stop invading her mind and body, but she knew that if she did anything, even the slightest thing, it'd open up the flood gates that struggled to keep it out.

...But she couldn't manage it. The flood gates opened. The entity poured into her being, taking control of her. She moaned orgasmically. She didn't and couldn't control anything anymore, not her hands nor feet nor face; she couldn't even think. It's as if she gave up the reigns, yet her "soul" was still in her body somewhere. She still experienced sensations, like sight and touch, pleasure and pain, but it just felt like they happened to her and not her. It was very strange.

Nora now stripped, unbuckling her trousers, and throwing them away along with her boots, shirt, and undergarments. She was completely naked. She just stood there loose, her face listless and blank, and her snatch more wet than she ever imagined it could be. It repeated itself; "Take it in your hands," and she did. It burned her skin, an excrutiating heat came from within, but she didn't flinch or recoil in the slightest, no matter how much pain it was causing her.

"Good. Now accept it." And she did. Nora placed the base of the phallus just above her quim, and it started to pulsate and writhe. Golden strands shot out and embedded themselves just under her skin, and then continued to burrow deeper, appearing as veins of yellow throughout her body. Nora up to now was silent and unemotional, but now she let out a piercing scream. "Ah, it hurTs! It hurts sO gOod!" It felt like a red hot iron was melted and injected into her blood. She mindlessly began to stroke her new member, cumming almost immediately, spraying thick golden spurts all over herself, each drop sizzling at contact with her skin, and clinging to her, like a chocolate shell to a nut. She came again and again, each time covering herself more and more, until she was visibly more gold than skin.

"Such a good little mortal. Join the rest of them now."{endif}