Daring Do and Her First Adventure

Her hoof was pressed against the bright blue gem. She stood there, blinking at the pedestal for the longest time before slowly glancing around the room.

Wait… how did she get here?

She looked down at her own body like she was seeing a ghost.

Everything looked real.

She looked real.

This room looked real, and her world wasn’t pink slime any more. She could move freely and her rear wasn’t filled, stretched, and squirming from the overwhelming sensations. She thought standing here was a dream, but maybe the entire slimy event was instead. She clutched a hoof to her chest just to make sure she was actually here, and felt something odd: a lump in her jacket pocket. It was the power bar from earlier, still fully intact and uneaten.

“What…?”

Her tummy growled at her and the twinge of hunger hit her fully. Her head tilted at the noise… she was hungry... but she had already eaten, back when she was in this room and after she touched the gem.

“Oh… oh!”

She eyed the pedestal curiously, looking at it like she was just seeing it for the first time. Maybe this wasn’t the key to the exit she had been looking for, but it was a powerful tool in exploring this place. Though, she still needed to eat… again.

Like the weirdest case of déjà vu, she pulled the power bar from her jacket and started to munch down on it as she headed through the hallway. If this really was the same spot as last time, there weren’t any of those slimes for a little ways. After a few hops up onto the ledges, this route only confirmed that she was back where she began. Though, when she got to a large gap, she couldn’t help but eye the pink pool of slime down below as she nibbled on the last of her meal.

If that gem did what she thought it did, falling into that pit didn’t seem as permanent of a sentence as she feared. If she fell down again, instead of being trapped in a pink prison, was she just going to appear back at that gem? Well… after it… does those things to her.

She shifted her hindlegs a little and swished her tail. There wasn’t any soreness back there… but… did that get all reset too? Almost hesitantly, she sat down on her haunches and looked down at that tiny mound between her legs before touching those darkened lips with the tip of her hoof.

Her belly twitched immediately, almost like she accidently tickled herself. It felt kind of squishy as she poked at one of her nether lips. This wasn’t a place she had really explored – there really wasn’t a reason why she needed to – but… that slime seemed to know exactly what it was… and what her butt was too. Her hoof trailed all the way down her slit until it touched her tailhole. She poked at that for a moment, but decided to go back up to her fillyhood: honestly, her mound did feel kind of better in some weird way.

It was like she was exploring an entire new world on herself for the first time; sure she touched a hoof down here while washing up or something… but she never really looked, never lingered. She spread open one of the sides of her lips, revealing the pink underneath… didn’t that slime fit in – she maneuvered the tip of her hoof around – here!

Her eyes opened a little wider, feeling that strange kind of tingle the more that she felt around in there. Though, she pulled it back when she felt a bit of dampness on her hoof. Was there still slime in there, or was that from her? She brought it closer to her face to inspect it, but the clear liquid didn’t have any hints of pink. Maybe it did come from her… like a tiny mouth between her legs that drooled when something was inside it.

Suddenly her head popped up, like she was extremely aware of what she was doing. She looked back, almost afraid that somepony was watching, but no pony was there. This place was still as empty as ever and she was still alone. She wiped her hoof on her fur and stood up; as much fun as it was exploring herself, she probably could do that after she got out of this place.

She got to her hooves and took a few steps back, wanting to get a running start across the gap and over the pink pool below. But as she leaned forward, her legs didn’t want to move towards that edge. They felt like lead. What if she fell again? Stuck in that slime and forced to endure…

Daring shook her head and took in a deep breath. There was no use being scared now. She has already made it over to several other ledges no problem, and in fact had crossed this one earlier no problem! But a tightness was in her gut; the same kind she felt when she was up high and first learning how to use her wings, or when she took a tumble off a waterfall with her parents.

But she always turned out fine. Those perils she’d always bounced back from, and this was no different. With furrowed brows she willed her legs to move, to run, to jump. She cleared the gap and landed on the other side, further than she expected even. A smirk lit up her face as she stopped and looked back.

She could do this.

“Ow!” she growled after getting hit with another one of those globs. It was the furthest she had gotten so far, but the platforms were getting smaller, the slimes were getting more numerous, and her chances were running out. It felt like she was running on instinct, starting to not even think, just jumping when she heard those shots.

Her heart pounded as another double shot of slime balls came her way. The one in front of her would have been easy to deal with, but the one on the higher ledge shooting at her as well meant she’d have to dodge in the air too.

Another jump straight up wasn’t as high as she wanted, but still she managed to narrowly avoid shots whipping under her. She really didn’t want to get hit, she had already been tagged three times and this last one was going to bring her down for sure. Another shot had her jumping back, missing her chance to get a good strike on the purple slime.

The edge was coming up fast behind her and she couldn’t stop. Instead she went with the momentum as she fell, pressing her hooves in and jumping for the safety of the other side. The ground shots sailed under her, but while she was on the apex of her jump, she felt the other slime’s shots on the back of her neck.

The warm zap shot right through her and again it felt like all her energy was sucked out in an instant. She lost all forward momentum and felt herself popping up higher upon impact, right until gravity kicked in once more, sending her plummeting down to the pink below.

She stared at the blue gem again, but instead of looking at it for some kind of clue she was glaring at it with a scrunched up muzzle. She was back in this room again; another loss. At least she had some idea of what to expect as she fell, but… that whole ordeal wasn’t something she was going to get used to any time soon.

The slime had done pretty much exactly the same thing, covering her down there and making her get all tight and weird inside till she reached that pleasure-filled peak. She couldn’t help but squirm even more at its touch, knowing where it was headed with those subtle pokes and anticipating the feelings to come.

But even though she had a vivid memory of that first time, and it did repeat the same basic motions, it still felt like a surprise each time it touched her. Almost like a rollercoaster where she could see the loop-de-loops, and already had been on the ride before, but each time the excitement and adrenaline was still there as if it was her first time getting on. The creature didn’t stop till she could feel those shivers down below, her belly tighten, and something spraying out.

Her belly growled.

And then she was back here.

With a huff she reached in her pocket and yanked the power bar out from her jacket. When she had a ration, she didn’t expect to be eating it three times. It was almost starting to become a chore at this point, if only there was a way…

“Hmm…” she mumbled out loud as she scarfed the last bits of that bar down and swallowed. She brushed the crumbs off her hoof before she reached up, touching the gem once more.

The magical aura filled the room once more and she could feel it tingling against her fur like before. Did it do its thing? Was this the point she would come back at now? At least she wouldn’t have to eat that bar again; one meal was enough. Although… hopefully she wouldn’t have to find out. Which she wasn’t going to do! This was what? The third time going up there?

She was not going to get slimed again.

The first gooey pit she had cleared easily. That hesitation in her legs beaten back down till it wasn’t even noticeable anymore. She had to get out of here and fear wasn’t going to help. It would take a brave filly to get out; one that Mom and Dad would be proud of.

She knew where the first slimes were; they didn’t stand a chance. A quick smack or two and each of them were gone, some even before they were able to turn around. After doing this for the third time she was starting to know the first part quite well. She had gotten hit around here before by surprise, but now she knew when to jump, when to wait, and when to dive in and quickly strike. Some of them she even jumped right past; it was quicker to just jump up to the next ledge sometimes.

It was weird. She wasn’t having this much of a problem with some of these levels now; she’d already been hit twice by now. Honestly, this was a breeze.

“Ow!” she yelped out, more in surprise than from any kind of pain.

The first gooey ball hit her point blank in the legs as she swung. She connected but the impact shot her into the air and luckily over the second shot. She flew at the purple slime, kicking it once more as she landed. The gooey creature fell apart and its pieces soaked into the ground as she shook her head. That was dumb! This part wasn’t even that hard and she passed it without even getting hit last time!

She rubbed the spot on her hooves where it hit. It wasn’t sore, but, well… maybe her ego was. Each time those goo balls hit, they quickly zapped through her with that warm heat. But she could feel it subtly focus on the base of her tail each time… and… it kind of tickled her a little lower too. It was the first time she really stopped to notice it, but she swore that feeling lingered down there a little longer than on the rest of her body.

Her tail swished around as she stood there, shifting her hips a little as she focused on that area. This place was weird, but… if the pink slime pools were so interested in that spot… maybe other things in this place were too. She sighed again and glanced further down the path. She felt a little bit weaker from that first shot, but she’d have to keep going... and try not to get hit another three times.

Hopping over to the next ledge she carried on. The tricky parts were a little bit easier now on the second try, and she could see where she got brought down last. She jumped over when the slimes were rolling away, kept running and leapt over one slime. A few globs came shooting out as the one on the top ledge turned and finally noticed her.

She sprang up and soared down towards it, smacking it once before hopping up again. Two more shots came from it. Her hoof came back down upon the creature, ending yet another one. “Heh, that’s what you get!” She smirked at where it once was and felt on top of the world. And besides being trapped underground, she kind of was.

She could see the rest of the way down, like a disjointed and separated set of stairs. Mostly purples and even a few blues were there and… her eyes went wide and her smile went almost from ear to ear. “Yes!” At the end she could make out another room and the shape of one of those pedestals with a dark blue gem right on the top of it. “Daring was halfway to safety, and with her smarts and speed, she’d get there in no time!” she cheered.

The rest of the way looked easy enough, barely a challenge to what she faced before; the blues mixed in made it that much simpler. She might have even been able to fly down to the doorway and skip this entire section entirely if she was better with her wings, but she wasn’t, so she trotted ahead, jumping down each ledge, across the gaps and hit any of those dumb slimes in her way.

She could see it. If it was her reset point she’d never have to do this again! Her legs carried her on, picking up speed as she ran, skipping past slimes now as she stared at that gem. She was here; she could practically feel that magical energy on her fur as she ran closer. Just a bit more left to go.

She jumped again, using her wings to soar to the other side of a gap… but by the time she was in the middle it looked too far. Her eyes widened as the gem disappeared from view, replaced by the side of the wall. She beat her wings as hard as she could, popping up in the air and catching one last peek of that gem until it was gone forever, or – she looked back down at the pink pool – at least until she got back here again.

At least she could still glide. She banked to the side, heading down in a slow spiral that just prolonged her inevitable pink fate. This was a tight space to fly in, but she could at least manage not crashing into the walls constantly. “And Daring messed up like a dumb dumb… into the dumb pink slime… gahhh!” she let out in frustration.

She should really scribble some of this down if she ever made it out… but maybe not this part. Who would even want to listen to a story about filly getting captured and having her rear played with? Her flanks shivered at the idea and the inevitable outcome she was dropping closer towards. Well… maybe it might be a fun thing to read about again in the future when she was long gone from these butt invaders.

If only there was an easy way out she thought as her eyes wandered to the walls. “Hmmm…” she said as she looked at them a bit closer. The sides were pretty much smooth. She might have been able to climb up somehow, but she couldn’t see any hoofholds at all.

Instead that slimy pool was getting ever closer. Soon she’d plop down into it, her hooves and wings covered in that warmth, holding her in place as it begin its ministrations on her rear; those rubbing sensations covering her mound, poking around curiously before they found their target, and flowed inside her until she couldn’t take any more.

A little twitch on her filly folds brought her back from that vivid thought. She could already feel those tingles and she was only half way down, and… she shifted her hips and felt a bit of dampness seeping from her. Why was this making her wet back there?

She bit her lip as she squeezed her thighs together, trying to stop that strange feeling, yet only building it up. The anticipation was starting to get too much; it was almost easier just to fall into these holes while half unconscious rather than slowly dropping, waiting, and thinking about what was going to inevitably happen.

“Nngh~” Daring let out involuntarily as she felt something twitch hard on her rear. She glanced back at her rump in surprise. It felt like something just kind of jumped out between her fillyhood, something small but very noticeable. The tingles shot down her spine, flashing out like a flare in the dark. It was almost like that little twitch was calling out to her, asking to be touched.

As the slime finally brushed against her hooves, she knew one thing: that twitch was going to get its wish.