Chapter 2 - What's Lost in the Jungle
Amanda is lead into the jungle where she discovers alarming dealings.
Once the map had been deciphered by security experts within her organization, it led her to a mountainside cave within the Amazon rainforest. It was a hot sticky day. The relative humidity was a whopping 90%. Amanda’s fur was sticky and sweaty even though it was a mere 30 degrees celsius.
The Indagator's uncanny senses picked up on a wide variety of sounds and smell. She heard strange animals kilometers away make unusual sounds. While the smells around her, combined with the humidity formed a mossy green smell.
She spotted animals large and small hid within the leaves while others spent their time on trees at different heights. Vines and moss clung onto them creating a vast natural freeway. Above, Amanda spotted thick white, puffy clouds creating never-ending rain. As she tasted the air it was overwhelmingly of moss, trees, and water.
I can virtually swim through the air. Amanda grumbled to herself as she stood outside the cave. As she entered the cave her sharp eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness inside. Outside her pupils were only slits, while inside they expanded to take in everything around her.
Nothing immediately stood out to her. The air current was normal as she walked further into the cave. The slosh, churn and groan emanating beneath her cloak reverberated against the walls of the cave, creating a sort of echo chamber. Despite this and her recent growth spurt placing her at 450cm of height. The cave was large enough for her to comfortably stand up.
As she delved further into the cave the light gradually filtered out leaving her in total darkness. Despite this, she could still see as if it was daytime inside the cave thanks to her Indagator mutations. She began to feel a change in airflow until she reached a certain part of the cave where there was a clear draft.
Must be a secret passage here. She thought, then pulled out her captured map confirming her suspicion. It showed a switch to a secret passage to be on the wall. Running her hand across it, she found a circular disk, blending perfectly with the wall. Pressing it, a latch un-hitched with a loud click, and a section of the wall slid away.
Got it. At first, she was blinded by the floodlights pouring out of the newly opened entrance. Until her pupils narrowed allowing her to see again. Inside was a wide tunnel, about the same height as the cave. It was wide enough to for three burly anthros to walk side-by-side.
At first, nothing screamed at the Indagator as she ventured down the tunnel. She approached a three-way fork in the tunnel. Unsure which would lead her to where the cartel keeps their store she checks the map for guidance. Unfortunately, the map was no longer useful past the hidden entrance. With a sudden gurgle and groan, her sexual assets further increased their oceanic levels of production.
She felt them expand as they grew larger and larger beneath her cloak. Her armor groaned as the titanium plates were being pushed apart. Quickly the Indagator removed them allowing her body to freely expand. She grew 40cm in height putting her at 490cm. Her assets groaned and pulsed as they continued adding to their production. She was thankful her milking cups were built to be dynamically size with her body. Otherwise, her organs might've ripped them apart by now.
After the growth, she had to take a moment to calm herself down. As it made her hot and aroused. The Indgator knew as she grew more and more aroused her assets produced fluids in larger and larger volumes, expanding out. Therefore, if she got lost to her desires she would surely trap herself within the cave.
Once she was fairly calm, she re-attached the large slabs of titanium onto her bullet-resistant Kevlar bodysuit. However, she noticed the connectors which attached the plates and her armored bodysuit, were quickly becoming small as she continued to grow. She noted to have the armorers back at her organization adjust her armor accordingly.
Regaining her composure she returned her focus to the mission at hand: capture the stores of drugs and destroy them. Before her three different tunnels still loomed. Amanda hadn’t a clue which was the correct one until a thought occurred to her. She sniffed each tunnel hoping to pick up the scent of drugs, or other anthros.
The tunnel on her left smelt of gasoline and oil, while the tunnel before her smelled strangely of several different types of anthros. Finally, the tunnel on her right smelled of wood. She pondered this for a moment unsure what it meant. Having decided it could mean anything Amanda chose to take the tunnel on the right. As she could guess what the other two had at the end.
Floodlights placed in a pattern illuminated the tunnel. She observed how they all connected to a single long extension cord. Cutting the power could be useful. Amanda was sure no anthro, except for some big cat anthros could see in utter darkness.
Eventually, she found a vast open cavern with towering pallets of wooden crates. Toward the back, she spotted a generator. She was thankful the rumbling of the generator was louder than the churning of her mountainous assets. Otherwise, she might not tell the difference.
Some of the pallets had “HyperX” stamped in red while others had “Destructor.” She was familiar with the HyperX drug. Finding the Destructor drug contained in the same warehouse didn't surprise her. As she knew its ability to augment physical and mental abilities were frequently used in parallel with HyperX. Although, she remarked it had a 97% fatality rate. Carefully she walked around the warehouse checking for anything else. She found a store of weapons and ammo, yet opened by the cartel. A mischievous grin enveloped her muzzle. Now to destroy the warehouse.