Falling at a convenient speed, Gamer took in his predicament. Below he saw a multitude of dirt bridges, tunnels, and offshoot burrows below him. The fissure opened into a huge cavern crafted by the mollies. Lava pits and lava waterfalls lit up the cavern with a low hue. The mollies dug into the stone for coal, iron, gold, and diamonds. They used minecarts to move shipments. Gamer fell towards one shipment and the individuals transporting it. If he landed on them, he might kill them with his weight. And that meant the pacifist run would be over.
"( ╹ -╹)? Uh...bro?" Samira checked his condition.
"Yeah, yeah, the dizzy drug is fading. I think the adrenaline is taking over," Gamer noted how his world didn't wave or change color anymore.
"That's good...are we in danger?" Samira asked the obvious question.
"Nah, I just wanted to see these mole people in person. They're more than just monsters – like the shroomans," Gamer crossed his arms.
"You know what that means..."
Gamer expressed ( ≖ ‿≖) and Samira sent (≖‿ ≖ ) and then they both (╹u╹)ノ＼(‾̀◡‾́ ๑)
Gamer pulled out his broom. He landed on it, but his drowsiness made it a sloppy mount. It swerved him to the side. He tried to pull up in time to avoid the wall, but he sped too fast. He bulldozed through. It crumbled like a sheet of dirt. He crashed into a person on the other side, and they both fell onto a soft landing.
The small amount of lava light below and sunlight above barely gave detail to the room Gamer flew into. It wasn't uniform in shape, but could be described as an oval. The only notable things in the room was a bed made from old branches and dried leaves and a wooden door across from it.
"Aye, bro, this might be bad timing, but I have some delicious tea, for ya. Character customization is unlocked! Legit, get on fleek ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧" Samira informed.
"Cool beans...but it might actually be bad timing..." Gamer's head rested between thick thighs. Once the dirt debris settled, Gamer and Samira saw who he crashed into.
Her skin was sun-neglected pale, and most of it was on full display. At five feet, she was what some would call shortstack, with some pudge. She wore a thong that hugged her hips, and the only other thing on her lower body were heavy duty boots. Up top, she wore a layered, long sleeve hoodie. Its dark brown color blended well with the dirt, and the whiskers on the hood were very mole-like. The hoodie was cropped, and showed a formidable amount of her stomach and breast chub. The sleeves ended at a terrifying set of clawed hands that would make horror movie slashers jealous. Beneath the raised hoodie was the pretty, cheeky face of a lady. She wore sunglasses, and thus her eyes couldn't be seen. She had a prominent set of buck teeth that added to her cuteness. Gamer's face found the deepest crevice of her thighs.
"What's going on? Who's there?" the mollie sat up, bamboozled by Gamer's entrance. Her claws narrowly missed him. He sprang up to his knees and put his hands up defensively. After she recovered, her head bobbed about as though looking around. Gamer raised an eyebrow. He waved a hand in front of the mollie's face; no reaction. He contemplated just running, but she extended her claws out menacingly, "I know you're there. If you're trying to hide, I'll find you. Now answer me!"
Gamer nimbly opened up his character customization options. Sliders, color palettes, fashion styles, and more. One tab of the customizer held all the in-game outfits worn by the NPCs. It included the shellies' tank top and shorts combo, as well as Persica's wardrobe. The newest addition was the mollie's outfit. Gamer equipped the mollie set, thong and all. Samira ( •᷄ᴗ•́) to Gamer, but she let him cook, "I'm...one of you. I was inspecting the outside wall. Based on my professional eye...I mean, nose, it didn't seem up to sniff. Lo and behold, I fell through."
"Whaaat? I never heard anything about this?" the mollie waved her hand around in confusion. Gamer dodged, ducked, dipped, dived, and dodged the wanton claws.
"Yeah, yeah! They call me Inspector Gopher. I'm always on duty!"
The mollie expressed doubt with silence. However, she then piped, "Wowsers! It's nice to meet you, Gopher. My name is Mandy. I'm a denmother."
"Well, isn't that spiffy? I have much to do, though, so I'll be on my way," Gamer sensed condescension, like a game being played. He quickly made his way to Mandy's door. However, she lunged in front of him and blocked the door. Gamer and Samira ( ˶°ㅁ°)!!
"Wait, you said you're always on duty, right? I put in a request to the soldiers for a fertility check, but they never got back to me. For whatever reason, they avoid me and I have not a clue why. As a denmother, I must provide for the colony. Perhaps..." Mandy tapped the tip of her claw to her lip. She then put her other claws over her abdomen and groin, and she blushed mischievously, "...you could inspect my mound for a fertility check?"
"Bro, I smell a trap! Her tone is diabolical! She's way too..."
"Awesome," Gamer's thong was already across the room and he kneeled in front of Mandy.
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Gamer wanted to trace his hands across her hips, but realized that he didn't have the oversized claws like she did, and that would give him away. Instead, he replanted his mouth and nose back where he first met Mandy.
Mandy reacted with surprise, "Woah, um, using your mouth, huh?"
"The mouth is a reliable tool to inspect things. Far more versatile than fing...I mean, claws. Sit back, relax, and let me show ya," Gamer began the inspection. Mandy cooed, and spread her legs more. The tool did its job and explored every corner. It drilled and twisted, and any mined juice was immediately deposited into Gamer's coal chute. It tasted like sweet peas, oddly enough.
"I suspect a change in Mandy's coding coming..." Samira passively commented. "It lowkey happens each time you do the dirty deed. I'mma watch for patterns (っ'ヮ'c)"
Gamer surfaced from his spelunking and grinned, "Oh, something's cumming alright."
Mandy's claws suddenly reached up and clamped around his arms and torso like a blade prison. He shot to attention and cried like a space worm, "Woah!"
Mandy 'stared' up at Gamer with her cool ass shades and slick hoodie, "You're not a mollie. I can tell by the way you smell, and the silly story you made up."
Gamer soured his expression, "Wasn't anticipating a good sense of smell..."
The blades closed in, and Gamer felt their razor edges. Mandy's tone leveled and turned deadly, "Mollies are blind; we can't see anything. We rely on superior smelling. All intruders are to be killed. Most of all, ones that go around impersonating staff members."
Gamer hissed through grinded teeth, "Why is everything in Chanterelle so hellbent on killing me? Why can't we solve our problems by talking or boning like grown adults?"
Mandy was taken aback by his words, "I'm threatening you, and all you can think about is fornication?"
"Yeah! Girl, I wanna plunge my shovel in your hidden treasure. Let's cut the...drop the hostility and rock slide our way into the mines of pure pleasure!"
Mandy blushed, "You...you don't find me repulsive like the soldiers do?"
"Lemme slap some sugar an ya, babeh!" Gamer exuded confidence. Even his sister had to admire his bravado (,,⟡o⟡,,)
"I..." Mandy started to lower her claws. A quake caused their station to rumble. Both of them glanced about in confusion.
"Are you guys making more earthquakes?" Gamer started to worry about his team.
"That can't be," Mandy and Gamer took to their feet. They didn't bother finding their thongs, though, "It's too dangerous to create multiple fissures."
A cacophonous crash echoed from outside the room. The two moved over and checked outside. Tunnels weaved through the rock, with more doors that led to more rooms. It reminded Gamer of an apartment complex. However, much of it was being torn apart by a rampaging line of giant anal beads.
"The whiner!" Gamer and Samira ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
"A whiner?! It must have fallen in or something, but there's no way it could survive the fall. Unless it was stimulated beforehand..." Mandy simply gawked.
"Huh, who knows," Gamer played dumb.
The whiner plowed into walls and rooms with no regard for its or anybody else's safety. A bunch of mollies living in Mandy's den cried out in pain or dove beneath the stone. The whiner spread havoc each way it went.
"My den! At this rate, it'll all be lost!" Mandy cried, unsure what to do.
Gamer took a step forward and yelled out, "Hey! Check it out! I have your cousin!"
His shout caught the attention of the whiner and it snapped its head towards him. Gamer shook his hips, which in turn shook his worm. The whiner's beady mind searched its memories, yet no familiarity sprouted.
Gamer sighed and rolled his eyes. He turned around and wiggled his man buns, "Remember these?!"
The whiner instantly screeched and charged. Mandy dug straight down to avoid catastrophe. Gamer darted down the hallway connected to Mandy's room towards a dead end. The whiner followed with mad intent. Using Samira's coordination and the minimap orientation, Gamer took out his broom and dove through the thin rock wall. The whiner tackled it, too. However, it fell down into the fissure chasm and towards a lava pit right below.
Gamer floated just out of range and saluted the monster's self-sustained demise, his pacifist run intact, "Waka waka."
With the whiner cooked, Gamer landed back inside Mandy's room. The mollie emerged from the floor, flabbergasted, "It's gone?!"
"All taken care of. You're safe now," Gamer invited her up with a hand. However, she didn't take it as she popped out, being blind and all. Her hoodie kept the dirt and stone debris from coating her, and thus its utility became apparent.
More mollies stepped over into Mandy's room and the wrecked hallway. They sniffed and felt for tremors. Even if each mollie had their own shape and size, they all wore the same outfit. They packed in closer to Gamer.
The mole people wondered who the stranger was, and if he was an intruder, too. Their claws never looked so sharp. Accusation flew his way, "Invaders must die. I bet he and his friends were the ones our soldiers heard making so much noise."
Gamer crafted a half-truth, "Actually, the whiner is the one who attacked us. We were just fleeing from it."
"You invaded our land to begin with. Is it not enough that we were hunted to near extinction? We can't even enjoy our quiet forests!" the mollies jeered. Sounds like some lore Persica was better fit to handle. Gamer needed his team!
Mandy, for some reason, sided with Gamer, "He saved our den from the creature. I do not see this man as a danger to us. On the contrary...he is worthy."
"Worthy?" the word shocked the mollies.
"Yes, I am worthy," Gamer posed. More alliances, especially hostile ones, were the best way to complete the pacifist run.
Mandy gawked, and then evilly smiled. She cupped her cheeks, which flowered out her death blades around her face, "He actually agreed. What a wondrous day."
The mollies giggled and moved in. They sniffed around Gamer for his scent, and they all seemed to be blushing. They paid close attention to his groin. Darkness cast Mandy's little smile in a grim countenance. Like Samira said, something was off.
"Um...worthy of what, exactly? What mistake did I just make?"
Mandy giggled, and used the dull side of a claw to pet Gamer's arm, "Line up girls. Fertility checks for everybody."
Gamer's sanity shattered like a parent's who let the kid burrow the credit card for a gacha game. The eight mollies excitedly lined up in the center of the room. They turned and dropped to their knees. They positioned themselves ass up, head down. Their thongs came off in unison. Gamer took in the smorgasbord of arousal. They eagerly waited for the inspection to begin.
"Worthy. Of. What?" Gamer asked again, but barely able to comprehend.
Mandy leaned in and whispered, "By being worthy, and accepting such a position, you have volunteered to fertilize our den. What a noble, grand, and wonderful gesture you willingly agreed to. You really are my hero."
"You must be joking. I don't have enough MP to do all that!" Gamer harshly whispered.
"As denmother, I'm in charge of all the ladies in my sector. As a worthy, Gopher, you must provide for the colony. To deny your position means execution..." Mandy's mischievous grin returned. The mole set a trap, and Gamer's incredulous ass fell right into it, "It's going to be a big litter."
"I hate you..." Gamer's eye twitched.
"That's fine, as long as you provide for the colony," Mandy heard Gamer's contempt. "As a future father, if you can't pay child support, I'll have to kill you."
"WHAT?!"
"You can buy me gifts, take me on vacations, send me paychecks, sell your house, write me in your will..."
The gold digger droned on, and Gamer stopped listening once she showed her evil. The shake of ass cheeks and Mandy's words drilled despair into him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. The anxiety became too great. He let out a scream, but Samira replaced the audio file with, "The FitnessGame Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues..."