<div class="floatright">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iur/?f=1&amp;image_host=http%3A%2F%2Fimage.shutterstock.com%2Fz%2Fstock-vector-vector-drawing-of-tentacles-tentacles-easy-to-edit-groups-and-layers-easy-to-isolate-tentacles-145382029.jpg&amp;u=https://image.shutterstock.com/z/stock-vector-vector-drawing-of-tentacles-tentacles-easy-to-edit-groups-and-layers-easy-to-isolate-tentacles-145382029.jpg)</div><br/>The poison coursing through Tandi's veins seared her nerves by the sheer stimulus assaulting them. The arcane symbol on Tandi's shoulder echoed the pulse of her heart, imperceptible under normally, but in this place, and when every slight shift in the air felt like a gale wind, the echoing pulse doubled the heart pounding in her ears. Propping herself in a tripod with her feet and shoulders, Tandi squirmed in anguish as she repeatedly shlicked herself to orgasmic frustration because she could no longer satiate that never ending well of hunger between her legs. She needed something bigger... thicker! than her fingers.<br/><br/>The clothing and armor Tandi had so casually tossed onto the levers tugged them downward. Click, click... two were pulled down. The third not quite weighted enough to trip the catch until she bumped her mandolin which then slid along the wall to tap it. The floor gave way underneath Tandi, not quite in the hard mechanical way of a door hatch, but distending, then splitting along an errant floor seam like an over ripe fruit.<br/><br/>Fluid speckled Tandi through the exhilaration of freefall and then her bottom exploded in pleasure so sweet in hurt. Tumbling head over heels, Tandi hit many thick vines on her decent, renewing the torturous sensations like someone had kept hitting her funny bone, on it blossomed on her stomach, back, arms, legs until *plop* as viscous fluid splattered everywhere. She almost blacked out, but an involuntary inhalation almost pulled the goop into her lungs before she coughed and sputtered for fresh air keeping her conscious. When she could catch enough of her breath, the air was hot, humid, cloying and rankled her nose with a very masculine stench. Whatever dry cool air from the previous rooms had never touched this place. Getting herself to a kneeling position, the goop had covered her from head to toe, it squished between her toes and the backs of her knees. She had to scrape it off herself otherwise, it stuck to her like mud.<br/><br/>Looking around, Tandi was still in a ten foot by ten foot room, but staring up, she could barely make out the purple glow from where she had fallen. Roughly guessing, Tandi thought she must have fallen at least a hundred feet. If it weren't for the vines or the goop- a globule the size of her fist wetly plopped on her shoulder. The dim purple light started to intensify until the shadows receded and Tandi was able to see that those were no plant vines, but hundreds of pseudo-pods tangling and untangling as they reached for her. Many ended in grasping cilia or some abhorrent mandible, while others were phallic shaped, some might have capped a well endowed partner, others were twisted and grotesque aberrations that made her shudder in delight. The poison still coursed through her, giving her unholy ideas. Some spat more of the white goop at Tandi, sometime missing, other times leaving her to clean off yet another slimy streamer of filth.<br/><br/>Glancing about for her gear, her clothes still hung from the levers all the way at the top of this fleshy pit. Her bag was missing. Her mandolin was near the top, and it looked as if two or three slimy phallus were violating it. The magic mandolin could never be destroyed by sheer brute force, but goop oozed from the boca that they were pumping. Her sword was wrapped in another pair of tendrils near the floor and was about to be submerged in the pale glop on the floor.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Tandi pulled the levers down and activated another trap. Trust me, this place is riddled with them.<br/>She fell 100ft and took 10d6 fall damage halved because of all the tentacle vines and the somewhat soft landing in the goop in the bottom of the pit.<br/>Rolled 32. Halved is 16 damage.<br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124682<br/><br/>Tandi is in a bit of a bind, the only way out she can see is to climb up the wall full of grasping and probing tentacles, to say nothing about trying to get her gear back. She needs to hurry, too. Who knows if there are bigger, stronger tentacles that just haven't sensed her yet. D:</div></div>