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Jennifer was pissed.

Her caving partner, Ally, had bailed last minute without any heads-up. So now Jenn was stuck in the middle of the woods by herself, with nothing to do on a weekend.

She glanced out the window of her SUV and at the small hole in the side of the cliff. They'd discovered the entrance a couple weeks prior, driving back after an excursion to another fairly popular cave nearby. There wasn't any information about it online; as far as they were aware, this was virgin territory. The plan was to meet up here this weekend to start the process of mapping it out, but Ally had gotten herself sick – or, more likely, hungover.

When they first found it, they'd gone a little ways in to check if it would be worth their time. The entrance was just big enough that they could both crouch down and walk in side-by-side, but it quickly opened up into a cavern large enough to stand in. Further in was a horizontal crawl that gently sloped downwards. The ceiling was low, but not uncomfortably so. Further in, the slope gradually deepened and the passage narrowed to a squeeze ending in a vertical pit. It had taken about half an hour to reach this point, so this was where they had called it quits in their initial survey.

Today, they were supposed to meet here in the early morning, but just as Jennifer was getting ready to leave the main roads to trek to the geo coord that they had set, she got the message the Ally wasn't going to make it.

So, here she was.

Alone.

Just her and the cave.

And her supplies.

She grabbed her backpack and confirmed its contents. Some simple rations, water, some extra clothes, a flashlight, spare batteries, glow sticks, rope, pitons.

With all her preparation, it would surely be a waste to just… head home, right?

And besides, Ally knew where Jenn was and would let the authorities know if something stopped her from making it back out by the end of the day, right?

…

As she made it into the main cavern, she cinched up her climbing vest and tightened the straps on her helmet. A few small puddles had formed on the cave floor and she quickly checked her reflection.

She was a pretty little red fox-morph, fluffy tail and soft paws included. She had been on the slighter side to begin with and her various athletic hobbies had left her with a lithe figure, trim hips and small bust. But, that suited her just fine. It just made the tighter gaps more achievable. She also had a bit extra resting in her pants, having received from her parents the best of both worlds.

As she made her way to the far side of the cavern, she tied her backpack to her belt and dropped to the ground in preparation for the crawl.

…

It was easy going, all things considered. The cave floor was cool against her belly and she enjoyed the serene atmosphere accompanying her exertions. As the floor began to aggressively slope, she slowed her pace and adjusted her position. She wanted to approach the pit feet first, to give room for setting the rope.

Once she did arrive, she tied the rope off on a nearby rock pillar and dropped the end into the pit. They'd tossed a rock down on their first trip and figured it wasn't too deep. While she couldn't see the bottom, due to the protrusions in the walls, she could hear the rope bouncing against the rocks on the way down, before landing on the floor below.

After checking her equipment one last time and adjusting her helmet, she grabbed the rope and began the descent.

…

After an uneventful climb, Jennifer took stock of her new surroundings, her helmet's lamp cutting through the darkness. She had now found herself in another wide cavern.

The cave was incredible, with a surplus of crystal formations and geological features. She pulled her phone out of the backpack and began snapping pictures.

As she made her way around the perimeter of the cave, she noticed a large, shimmering pool of water off to the right of the entrance. The walls surrounding it were covered is massive, spiky crystalline lumps. The ceiling of the cave dropped down, but the pool of water continued further in, the ceiling resting just above the water, leaving barely enough room for her head, were she to try to make her way deeper.

She continued around the edges of the cave, collecting more photos as she went. Ally was going to be so jealous.

…

Wrapping up her examination, she found that the rest of this chamber was essentially a dead end, with the only way forward being through the water. She approached the pond to consider whether or not it would be a good idea to continue, or wait until her partner returned. Hell, with all these photos, she might be able to convince Ally to come out here immediately, sick or not. A quick glance at her phone's clock told her that she'd been in the cave for a few hours already, and it was just past noon. They'd probably have to come back another day, but that was okay.

As she began to turn back towards the entrance, she felt a sudden jolt and the stone beneath her feet shifted. Before she could think to react, the entire cave began to shudder. The shaking only lasted a couple seconds, but it was enough to knock her off her feet, falling backwards into the pool of water behind her. She sat up and was still for a few moments, waiting to see if the shaking would continue.

It didn't.

She slowly stood up and checked herself up and down. No visible injuries, her arms felt okay and she didn't feel any pain, outside of a slight ache in her rear from where she landed. She'd managed to keep hold of her phone and somehow managed to avoid getting it wet. The rest of her wasn't quite as lucky. She was soaked up to her midriff and she could feel the water seeping through her clothes and into her fur.

Moving back to the entrance, she checked the rope, and felt that it was still firmly connected up top, which was a good sign.

Well, now that she was already soaked, there wasn't much reason to delay moving forward, right?

Right?

…

She placed her phone in a sealable plastic bag and shoved that in her backpack. Then, she pulled out a glow stick, cracked it and tossed it in the water.

Wading forward, the water slowly engulfed her body as she walked deeper into the pool. It was just slightly too shallow for her to stand fully upright, but if she crouched slightly, she could stand, with the water up to her chest and her helmet brushing against the ceiling.

As she made her way further in, the passage winded this way and that, but, thankfully, did not branch.

…

She wasn't sure how long she had been trudging through the watery tunnel before she finally saw it open up. This latest cavern was… absolutely massive.

The light of her headlamp didn't reach the far side and she could only see the barest edge of the wall to her right. The water was deeper here, too. She took a step further to find that her foot no longer reached the bottom. She pushed off and began swimming towards the far side of the cave, and saw the edge of the water. As she swam a little further, her foot once again came into contact with the floor and she waded back out of the water.

While she still couldn't see the far wall, the sides of the cave had curved inwards, giving her a better view. She had found an even more beautiful cave than the last, the walls angular and glittery, covered with crystals and bizarre rock formations.

Jenn took off her backpack and began stripping off her sopping wet clothes. They clung to her fur and had to be peeled away, before leaving her completely naked, surrounded by shimmering walls and water.

She grabbed a towel and quickly ruffled her fur, before wrapping it around herself and grabbing a packet of food from her backpack. While not particularly tasty, it was filling enough, and she was starving after the long trek so far.

As she ate, she made plans for her next steps. First, she'd once again walk the perimeter of the cave, take some pictures and make a mental map. Then, barring any interesting discoveries needing immediate exploration, she'd put her clothes back on and make her way back to the entrance. After that, she'd need to change and send Ally hundreds of pictures. Partially as encouragement, partially as revenge.

She was excited.

…

Finishing her short meal, she set her helmet on her head and slid her boots and gloves back on and began her walk through. Her fur finally seemed to have dried off and the cool, damp air of the cave felt only slightly chilly. She ran her hands down her body, checking for dampness, first brushing over her breasts, then down her belly, over her sheath and down her legs. A small part of her brain was hoping she'd continue running her hands on her body, but now wasn't the time.

Walking along the “shoreline", she made her way to the cave wall. As she reached it, however, she felt the stone beneath her shift once more. She quickly dropped to the ground to avoid another fall, but the shaking began to increase in intensity.

CRACK! CRAACK! CRAAAAAAACK!

As a number of loud sounds rung out from above, she saw rocks begin to fall from the ceiling, landing all around.

THUD!

SPLASH!

THUD! CRACK!

She tucked herself into a ball and covered her face.

CRACK!

And with a flash of blinding white, she was gone.

…

The first thing that she was aware of was the ringing. A loud, constant hum in her ears. As it slowly began to fade, she then heard the thumping. A rhythmic pulsing. Her brain sluggishly rationalized it as her blood pumping. Finally, the pain registered. A dull ache, throbbing in time with her heart, rushing through her head and down her back.

Wiggle a finger. It hurt. Closed and opened her hand. It hurt. Moved her arm. It hurt.

She finally built up the courage to uncurl her body, and as she pushed against the stone beneath her, a sharp pain ran up her spine into the base of her skull, ripping a pained gasp from her.

The pain was blinding.

But so was the darkness.

She felt around herself, but the pain was agonizing and she could barely form a coherent thought.

Take a moment to rest.

…

The ache slowly faded into a dull, but constant, thrum, no longer quite so sharp.

Jenn worked through her thoughts and identified what she needed to do. She slowly touched her palm to her head, and felt her helmet still there.

She flicked the light switch, but nothing happened. It was out.

She slowly moved each one of her limbs. Nothing was broken. A miracle.

She felt around herself. She wasn't by a wall. She felt along the ground and picked up a rock. Tossing it ahead of her, she heard it clatter along. Another rock. To her right this time. Another brief clatter. Another rock. To her left. A splash.

The water was to her left. Her equipment should be straight ahead.

She dragged her body along the floor, crawling forward and feeling around for her gear. Small shards of rock and crystal scraped along her arms and legs. But, after a few minutes, another miracle. She found it. Her backpack.

She blindly grasped around inside until she felt the flashlight. She switched it on and it flickered to life.

Looking around herself, she saw the aftermath of the quake. Rubble piled all around her, the ground littered with stones and shattered crystals. A large rock nearby must have struck the backpack, too, as the flashlight's cover was cracked. She checked her phone, which had thankfully survived the experience. She hadn't been out for long, but it was starting to get late. If she wanted to make it back home before midnight, she'd need to leave soon.

She pulled off her helmet and inspected it. The interior had a few splashes of dried blood, the lamp was completely shattered and a large dent had formed in the side. She shuddered to imagine what would have happened if she hadn't been wearing it.

Slowly, she shoved her now dry clothes back into the backpack and drug her body to the edge of the water. Shivering, she stepped in. The water felt so much colder than before, but there was no other option. As the water rose up her body, she was forced to hold the flashlight above her head to prevent the water from seeping through the cracked lens. And then her feet left the floor.

Right. The water was deeper near the middle. As she began working up the courage to push forward, something brushed against her foot. She flicked the flashlight down and saw small shapes flitting through the water. With her eyes still blurry, she couldn't tell what they were but she panicked. She pushed off and began swimming, keeping her flashlight held above her head and kicking with all the strength she had left. As her foot once against felt stone, she slow motion scrambled through the water, wading further.

Until something hooked around her foot.

And she tripped.

Dropping the flashlight.

The light sunk through the water before she could grab it and flickered.

Once.

Twice.

Gone.

And before it went out, she saw more of the little dark figures moving through the water.

Shit.

…

Blind and helpless, Jennifer pushed forward. She pulled her foot free of whatever had snagged it and made her way towards where she remembered the tunnel entrance was before the light had gone out. But in the deepest part of her mind, she knew it was hopeless. She had already lost. And that's when the creatures reached her.

They brushed against her in the water, touching against her, lightly. Exploring her. She felt them pressing all around her, swimming through her fur, pushing against her skin. A few of them found more sensitive spots and pressed a bit further, before backing off once again. And then, the swarm seemed to disperse. A reprieve.

Jennifer kept walking, wading slowly towards the cave wall, where she hoped she'd find the entrance to the tunnel. It was a straight shot, she told herself, and she had a mental map of the next cave, she could do it. The swarm rushed back.

She flailed about a bit, trying to scare them off and push them a way. Feeling a few running through her fingers, she got a sense of their shape. Thin little worm-like creatures. A wave of disgust ran through her. While she wasn't particularly scared of creepy-crawlies, having a swarm of them running over her body wasn't a pleasant thought.

This time, they were more aggressive and focused more intently on certain areas. A few of them wiggled their way into her sheathe, squirming around. A couple more pressed insistently against her vagina and anus. She tried to tighten her muscles, but they were so thin and slippery that they slid right in. She could feel them squirming around, and as soon as the first ones found entry, the rest began attempting to follow.

All of the movement in her nether regions began to force an unwilling stimulation. Her member slowly slid out of her sheath, ejecting some of its passengers. Soon, more of them began pressing against this new part, until one managed to find her urethra. It shoved its head in and began sliding down, with more soon to follow.

There seemed to be no end to the creatures as she struggled and thrashed about in the water. More and more forced their way into her various holes. She tried pulling at them, but they were tiny and oh so slippery, she couldn't get a firm enough grip. She could feel them forcing their way deeper into her body. The squirming in her colon as the kept pushing, the invasion of the deepest parts of her pussy, the sickening squelch deep at the base of her cock.

As she continued to struggle, she barely noticed more of the creatures brushing up against her chest, until, with a sharp twinge of pain, she felt one of them force their head into a nipple. So small and thin were they, that they were able to gain entry into somewhere nothing should have ever entered. And as before, where one went, others followed. Her breasts ached as they were violated in a way she could never have imagined.

More pain in her abdomen, as the worms gathered in her vagina pressed against her cervix, forcing the slightest of dilations, and gaining entry to her most sacred depths. Similarly, they pressed against the entrance to her prostate, forcing the sphincter open and rushing in. They pressed further, and she could feel the pressure against her bladder, and a violent stabbing pain ripped through her as she suddenly felt sick to her stomach. After a few seconds, she could feel a light plop in her sac.

The pain and shock of the past hour rushed her all at once, and everything blacked out for the second time today.

…

Everything felt heavy. The air felt heavy. Moist. Her head felt heavy. She was likely still concussed. Her limbs felt heavy. Her muscles overtaxed. And her torso felt heavy.

Why did her torso feel heavy?

She willed her arms to move and slowly pressed her hand to her belly. She tried to scream, but her voice was hoarse as nothing more than a rasp came out.

Her belly protruded grotesquely, more than a foot out. The cave was still pitch black, but she likely looked to be full term. Beneath her palm, she could feel writhing, as the endless mass of worms pressed against each other and her.

As her awareness slowly came back into focus, she could feel it all. As they squirmed around inside her, completely suffusing her body. Her hand moved up a bit, touching her breasts. What had previously been dainty little B-cups had expanded tremendously, huge udders dangling off her chest, resting against the top of her domed tummy. They, similarly, wriggled and writhed under the surface.

She touched a nipple and gasped as the sensation sent shivers down her spine. They were incredibly sensitive, painfully so, and as she pinched one, she felt a slimy liquid ooze out.

She ran her hands lower, feeling her erection firmly jutting out from beneath her enormous belly. It was rock solid and she could feel more slime oozing out the tip. Her balls were absolutely tremendous, at least the size of oranges, pulsing with life. A gentle squeeze and she couldn't help but moan as more sludge poured from her.

Slowly, she began to play with herself, groping her tits and stroking her cock. A light squeeze on her breast and more slime oozed out the nipple. A heavy squeeze and a heavy spray, with a loud splurt, as one of her hosts was ejected. The feeling forced more cream out of her shaft as she continued to work it.

The constant movement throughout her entire body was a sensation like nothing she'd ever felt, and the stimulation forced her further and further, until finally she reached her climax. She released her hands and pressed both arms firmly against her abdomen as the orgasm rocked through her body. She could feel the worms being launched from her cock as a heavy mass was forced out of her pussy and tailhole, alongside heavy splashes of slime. Her muscles relaxed as she felt the worms crawling around her.

As her hands dropped to her sides, she felt the floor beneath her and realized that the entire floor was covered in the creatures. Reaching back, the wall she was leaning against was similarly coated.

With a resigned sigh and an exhausted smile, she relaxed her body against the wall.

The writhing continued, as worms freely entered and exited her body, drawing little sparks of pleasure out of her. She could feel the tip of her shaft poking out of her sheath once more.

…

Allison groggily pressed her hands against her face as she woke up.

Rolling over to glance at the clock, she could see it was 6 PM. Her sheets were soaked in sweat and her throat felt like sandpaper. She grabbed her phone. A text from Jenn.

“Gonna check the cave out a bit, anyways. Will send pics. Let me know when you're better."

Damn.

She sat up and instantly felt dizzy.

Nope.

She laid back down and closed her eyes.

I'll check on her tomorrow, Ally thought.