An explosive distraction

You saw a tiny bomb and decided to use it. After she dropped a heavy item that clattered on some other stuff, you decided to grab the bomb and pull the fuse. As you did, it started a loud hiss, which you pushed away in no time.

The Thief turned towards the bomb, and decided to kick it away. When it exploded, you dove into her flask, and hid to the side. The liquid inside was a form of beer, which smelled awful to you.

As the thief looked around for a non-existent intruder, she gave up and decided to call it a day. She packed up her treasures, capped her flask, extinguished the fire with mud, then went to her tent.

With a large sigh, she lied down onto the ground with a great ****, sloshing around the flask, with you in it. Clearly having troubles sleeping, she uncapped her flask and took an unrestrained gulp. Her eyes widened when she felt something solid fall onto her tongue, but was unable to react as she lost consciousness.

As the Thief opened her eyes, it was clear it wasn’t her in control. She smiled as she looked at her breasts, and gave them a quick cup. They were firm under the leather, which was a small problem if you were to explore them. You were fatigued, though, so thoughts about that should come when you have more energy when you wake up. Whenever that was.