Finn and Seraphina squeezed into the narrow tunnel, leaving the slime chamber behind. Darkness swallowed them almost instantly.
The space was cramped—but not so cramped they couldn't move. Which, to Finn, was a plus. More accidental contact with Seraphina. For her, however, it was clearly the opposite. Especially thanks to her, uh, holy assets.
In fact, Finn finally had the answer to a very important scientific question he'd pondered for years: Do boobs get in the way in tight spaces?
Yes. Yes, they do.
Awesome.
The light from behind faded completely as they pressed deeper, leaving them in pitch-black nothingness. Finn took the lead, Seraphina following close behind.
"F-Finn…?" Her voice echoed softly in the dark. "That is your name, right?"
"Yes. Why?"
"You mentioned earlier that you'd lost your fertility… but, um, how exactly did that happen?"
Finn bit his lip. He hated explaining this. "…To a slime…"
"What was that?"
He raised his voice. "To. A. Slime."
