Trithia's Devious Trials

You curse your luck as you almost trip over a tree root that you didn't see. You set out at dawn hoping to reach the new town by nightfall, but other adventurers told you about hordes of goblins gathered around the main road towards it. Not wanting to deal with them or wait until they disperse, you decided to make your way through the forest instead, which surprisingly held little danger at the cost of being difficult to traverse. You have seen no danger in the form of wild beasts or monsters all morning, but have had to push your way through thick foliage, or have tripped on various hazards strewn on the forest ground. Your 3-inch heels definitely didn't help matters, but who knew you'd be making your way through a forest instead of on a nice flat road?

In fact, none of your current attire was suitable to traversing through undeveloped forest. For some reason, all mages dressed for appearance instead of function, and you were no different, much to the amusement of your friends. You are wearing a white long-sleeved blouse buttoned halfway up your average but perky breasts, a mid-thigh blue pleated skirt, white thigh-high stockings and your 3-inch ankle boots, bringing yourself from 5'4" to 5'7". Your standard outfit for doing things around town or travelling, but you thought, just maybe, you should have taken your friends' advice for this trip. "Oh well, how the hell was I supposed to know the road would be blocked?" you thought as you continued your impromptu forest hike.

Reaching a small clearing, you wipe your brow and take a short rest. You find a flat tree stump and take a seat, neglecting to smooth your skirt over your shapely ass as you futilely try to brush off all of the dust and dirt on your stockings. Your lace g-string offers no protection to your ass cheeks as they make direct contact with the tree stump. Honestly, it feels pleasantly cool on this hot day... or is that a little weird? Just as you give up on the last few streaks of dirt, you feel the ground rumble as a loud crash goes off behind you. You shriek in surprise as you jump to your feet like the tree stump was lava.

Turning around, you see that a patch of ground has collapsed, revealing a short staircase leading to what looks like an abandoned temple, with a stone tablet beside the entrance. You look back at where you were sitting just a few seconds ago, and see that the tree stump had disappeared, seemingly replaced by a piece of paper. You pick it up and read it.

"Ass print detected. No underwear detected. Thus, you have been chosen by the goddess Trithia, and granted access to her domain. Within contains many trials, and even more treasures. Good luck." Right as you finish reading it, the note crumbles into a pile of ash by your feet. _Ass print? What kind of perverted goddess is this? _Nevertheless, it seemed like your luck was returning. Of course you had never told them, but your friends had been right about calling you an exhibitionist for always wearing thongs and g-strings under your customary short pleated skirts. Well, kinda right. You'd always blush and feel really embarrassed when you unavoidably flashed your underwear and pert ass, but you loved the feeling of excitement and nervousness because it were so easy for you to accidentally show off. Today, however, it would pay off much more than just getting a sexual thrill. Because I wore a g-string today, this mechanism thought I wasn't wearing underwear, and now I can be the first to loot a temple? I wonder how rich I'll be when I'm done here...

You walk down the staircase, and the door to the temple swings open. The tablet has some writing on it, but you'll need to get closer to see what's written.