The warrioress crept through the dungeon, shivering as the damp air from the wet stones gave her a chill, the golden bikini chainmail she wore offering scant protection from the elements. Why oh why, she wondered, did women fighters have to wear such skimpy armor? It was a mystery, just the way things were.
Her discomfort was forgotten as she spied a box, a huge gleaming treasure chest! She rubbed her hands with glee and ran forward. Such a huge ornate box would surely contain a fortune!
She opened the box and low and behold, it wasn't a treasure but a huge green serpent that sprang out to greet her! She was so startled she took a step back and threw up her hands, her sword falling with a clang to the dungeon floor.
Remembering her training, she reached for the sword, but it was too late. It's mouth agape, the serpent lunged down, closing his jaws on her head and chest and lifting her screaming and wriggling into the air! Legs kicked and flailed and the warrioress squealed, but it was all to no avail. With a *Gulp!* the outline of the warrioress's head and shapely chest appeared in the beast's throat, while her rounded tush slipped down the beast's jaws!
The warrioress's cries were rather muffled by now. Not that it mattered; no one would have been foolish to interrupt the beast enjoying his dinner. He took his time, and inch by inch those long bare kicking legs slid down into his jaws and down his throat, until finally there was nought left of the maiden but a squirming squealing bulge in the serpents belly.
Content, the beast retreated back into his box whose lid closed with a clang, while muffled cries and ominous growls and groans sounded from his distended belly. The muffled cries grew softer and less frequent, until finally there was nothing but the sounds of digesting meat. The next morning, the beast woke up and stuck his out to belch up a slimy golden chainmail bra and set of briefs.
True. But sometimes I wonder if most monster-in-a-box beasties still count as mimics in some way. I mean, they still pop out of a magic box that imitates (or mimics) a treasure chest. You know what I'm saying?
Posted by Silrath 10 years ago Report
Looks more like an awesome serprize.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
Lol :D
Posted by DragonsFTW 10 years ago Report
Now that's a treasure chest i can only encourage those tasty ladies to open ^^
Posted by l3objones22 10 years ago Report
The best kind of loot :)
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
Sometimes you find treasure and sometimes treasure finds you...delicious. XD
Posted by Tabatha_Cat 10 years ago Report
The warrioress crept through the dungeon, shivering as the damp air from the wet stones gave her a chill, the golden bikini chainmail she wore offering scant protection from the elements. Why oh why, she wondered, did women fighters have to wear such skimpy armor? It was a mystery, just the way things were.
Her discomfort was forgotten as she spied a box, a huge gleaming treasure chest! She rubbed her hands with glee and ran forward. Such a huge ornate box would surely contain a fortune!
She opened the box and low and behold, it wasn't a treasure but a huge green serpent that sprang out to greet her! She was so startled she took a step back and threw up her hands, her sword falling with a clang to the dungeon floor.
Remembering her training, she reached for the sword, but it was too late. It's mouth agape, the serpent lunged down, closing his jaws on her head and chest and lifting her screaming and wriggling into the air! Legs kicked and flailed and the warrioress squealed, but it was all to no avail. With a *Gulp!* the outline of the warrioress's head and shapely chest appeared in the beast's throat, while her rounded tush slipped down the beast's jaws!
The warrioress's cries were rather muffled by now. Not that it mattered; no one would have been foolish to interrupt the beast enjoying his dinner. He took his time, and inch by inch those long bare kicking legs slid down into his jaws and down his throat, until finally there was nought left of the maiden but a squirming squealing bulge in the serpents belly.
Content, the beast retreated back into his box whose lid closed with a clang, while muffled cries and ominous growls and groans sounded from his distended belly. The muffled cries grew softer and less frequent, until finally there was nothing but the sounds of digesting meat. The next morning, the beast woke up and stuck his out to belch up a slimy golden chainmail bra and set of briefs.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
If comments were sweets, this one would be a Double Chocolate cake with cherries. :D
Thanks for adding on to the story! ^^
Posted by LordStorm 10 years ago Report
Mmmm maybe Lucky Serprize, that was one tasty looking adventurer;)
Posted by Omega 10 years ago Report
Look on the bright side. At least it wasnt a mimic this time.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
True. But sometimes I wonder if most monster-in-a-box beasties still count as mimics in some way. I mean, they still pop out of a magic box that imitates (or mimics) a treasure chest. You know what I'm saying?
Posted by Omega 10 years ago Report
Nah. A mimic is a monster that looks like a box (usually) as opposed to a monster thats hiding in a box.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
Oh, okay then.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
Granted for the adventuress, I doubt she really cares seeing as she's still inside a monster's digestive tract right now.
Posted by Omega 10 years ago Report
This is true. Kalili gets to see alot of monster insides. Isually right as shes grabbing for a treasure too. heh-heh.
Posted by damselnlace 10 years ago Report
I loved playing Adventure.
Posted by Slimeman64 10 years ago Report
Yeah, it's one of those games I go back to for fun or for drawing vore. :)