<strong>Tagging:</strong>Group 2: Cali, Moxephone, Xia, Lauralan<br/><br/>Calming moans of a distant cliff hunter drowned in the buzz and chitter of nature. A trickle of waterfall flowing from high above masked it further. Up there the enormous opening of Gaia’s Anus looked like a large moon, obscured by the strange mist that hung between the Shivering Maze and the Grated Cliffs. What little light came down there the dark blue moss and lazily drooping small trees quickly sucked in, leaning towards the opening as they hung from the ceiling. On their upside down turned canopies walked a soft creature with milky hair and a dark creature at her tail. Below her hooves, between the leaves, peeked the endless free fall plunge into Gaia’s depths. In a safe distance, well removed from the eyes of the guards Cali could see the bright call of the Bubble-Home, a city that had grown from the ceiling. Countless multi-colored domes of magic that made it hung suspended by mystical forces that ruled these parts of the Anus.<br/><br/>Leaves and branches bent gently as they were stepped on. Vines hanging down from above head into the endless blackness below offered added balance. One vine began to try and wrap around Cali’s wrist, nearly binding her before her companion could bite it off. It coiled in pain, withdrawing towards a tentacled maw-like flower pulsing in the moss roof. Many a creeper had tried to catch her in the short journey towards the trade spot, the bottom tip of an ancient tower teetering to a halt above the nothingness.<br/><br/>The forest had grown thick around the tower drooping down from the mouth of the Anus above like a stalactite. Its red bricks stroke an alien contrast to the humid blue landscape. There, perched on a branch waited Ulardun, the merchant from down below. She sat with her thighs crossed. On the branch next to her hung sacks and bags of tentacle hide. “Hello~” She chimed, voice as honeyed as her smile. “Glad to see you’re still skulking around these parts little Cali.”<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/HgGDyfO.png)</div>Her several dozen eyes opened at once to graze her with a gentle smile, and a quick search. “No good hunts recently?” Uladrun observed, not seeing too much loot on the fluffy huntress’ shoulders. She sighed. “You should really get things sorted with them. I’m sure, after a couple decades of sex they could let you through-” Her words stopped in an instant. All eyes shot to the huge tower structure their trees hung from, and to the set of heavy doors as they were pushed open from the inside.<br/><br/>Something between a day and two had passed since a party of three entered the secret passage past the cliffs. It had been an endless closed off staircase, spiraling into blackness like a miniature of the Anus itself. On its walls had grown yellow tentacle moss, and some bondage mimics, but nothing that posed more danger than a surprise awakening into a slimy cocoon or hogtie after a nap. Loot had been distributed, and the unstoppable progress of the transformations witnessed. Just couple hours ago Xia had woken up, unable to move her legs or arms. Even after the party removed her bondage mimic from the arms the legless feeling persisted. Looking down she could see a naga tail where legs had been.<br/><br/>The words of the ancestor’s spirits rang clear in memory. They had been stern, warning, threatening to the point of scary. They had told her that she was already changed and no longer herself, that in the end she would not be Xia.<br/><br/>Opening the doors the party was introduced to the upside down hanging forest of blue with a gut wrenching blackness below. Bright lights shone somewhere in the distance like a constellation on the wrong side of the horizon. Before them was a thickset purple woman with black liquid rippling across her curves and another figure much more petite, but no less soft. “Adventurers…” Hushed Uldran, distressed. “An untouched… Bimbla's butts... Sorry Cali!"<br/><br/>Before the fluffy one could react the slimy woman threw her hand in her direction, shooting out a blob of dark energy. It splattered against her hoof. The sticky magic bound her to the tree. Uldran's body jiggled as she monkeyed to the next tree, hopping branches with surprising agility. "Remember my advice dear!" She shouted as her ass began to disappear into the trees.<br/><br/><strong>Adventurers, time has passed. A day or two or more, it's up to you. With the shortcut unlocked the journey down has been somewhat uneventful in terms of peril, but instead rather troubling in terms of progression of transformation, moreso to Xia than anyone else. The advice of the ancestors was not helpful, if anything, harmful. And now... Just in the morning Xia's legs and tail fused together. Climbing down has been slow going as she got used to crawling forward. You opened the doors to third layer in hopes of a brief breather, but are instead faced by a terrifying scenery of nothing below and a forest above. Three monsters of Anus were before you, though one of them seems to have betrayed the other two and ran off. What do you do?</strong>