The expeditionary group, consisting of a human male, an Elder Dark Elf female, and a contingent of nymphs, crawled through the claustrophobic limestone cave system. A strong, musty and chalky odor filled their noses. On all fours, they made their way slowly but steadily through the cramped, dank tunnels to the sound of water droplets hitting the cave floor and the squawking of bats reverberating throughout the walls. As they transversed the caves, their trousers trailed behind them like rags around their ankles, and a whole assortment of panty colors, from white to red to multi-patterned, crowded the caves.
"It gets especially tight around here," Zatrona, who was leading the expedition, bleated in a warning, her tone uncharacteristic serious. If you have a generous cup size, you might have a hard time." She shot a glare at Ellustrya.
A slight scowl formed on Ellustrya's otherwise elegant features. She always seems to single me out, she thought to herself. This brings back memories of our old adventures together.
Spelunking through the twisting tunnels, Ellustrya propelled herself forward with her arms and legs, followed by Boldasarre. The youth did everything in his power to avert his gaze from the shimmering white in front of his face. Ever the pretty boy, the Vespyads behind were probably ogling his white cotton-covered behind, too.
Boldasarre looked down at his white briefs. Despite his best efforts, the cave floor's dust marred his plain white briefs. Ellustrya, on the other hand, somehow managed to keep hers immaculately clean. How had he gotten into such a ridiculous predicament? Here I am, spelunking in my underpants, his inner voice muttered. It would be dreadfully humiliating to get trapped down here in your skivvies.
Without warning, Ellustrya came to an abrupt halt. Boldasarre's face collided nose-first into her rump. Red-faced, he peeled his crimsoned features from the thin fabric that covered her hind end. He shook his head, gathered his bearings, and shouted at Ellustrya.
"Are you all right, Lady Ellustrya?" he asked her tentatively, worry inscribed on his boyish face. "What's wrong?"
"B-Boldasarre," she said, obviously flustered, "I think I'm stuck." He couldn't see it, but her face must've been redder than red pepper.
"S-Stuck? How?" Boldasarre asked incredulously, his features forming into a confused expression.
"I… I think it must be my chest area," she could not believe that she managed to get those words to leave her lips. "Out of every obstacle I could think of, this has to be the last I'd thought would slow me down."
It was like something out of a farce. All Boldasarre could see before him was a pair of white knickers, filled out by Ellustrya's voluptuous buns, wedged into the narrow grotto. Following her bottom, her elongated, uncovered legs and rumpled breeches wrapped around her heels scrambled but to no avail. Her military-style jacket and shirt were pulled up, exposing her midriff.
"Boldasarre, I'm so sorry to ask this of you," she said in a tone that Boldasarre did not like the sound of, "but could you help pull me out?"
He seemed taken aback by the request.
"P-P-P-Pull you out? How?" He quizzed, not knowing quite how to respond.
"Just get back there and give me a hand!" Ellustrya commanded, her voice firm and uncompromising.
"All right!"
Boldasarre tugged her legs, but she wouldn't budge. He pulled harder and harder but got nowhere. He then worked his way up her legs, trying to drag her free. But nothing seemed to be working. The only place remaining was her waist. So he wrapped his arms around the waistband of her briefs, but instead of pulling her out, he accidentally pulled her underwear partway down her buttocks, leaving them partially bare.
"No! My kniiiiiiiiickers!!!" Ellustrya bellowed in mortification.
"Oh no! I… Uh…. Oh dear!" Boldasarre babbled incoherently.
"Boldasarre, this isn't the place for that!"
"I-I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Pull them up this instant!"
"Yes, ma'am, right away!"
He grabbed the waistband of her nylon briefs, slid them back up into place, and then adjusted them carefully so as not to give her a wedgie. Despite how degrading this felt, Ellustrya was not deterred. She would find that egg if it were the last thing she did. I can't let that incongruous woman show me up, she thought. And if I get sent home, I might never see Boldasarre again, which I cannot bear thinking about.
The Vespyads behind them giggled uncontrollably.
"Never thought I'd see the moon in a cave!" One snickered.
"That's a landmark I'll never forget!" Another added.
"Silence! All of you!" Ellustrya hollered.
"I did try to warn you," Zatrona said in a snarky 'I told you so' tone.
"Quiet!" Ellustrya snarled. "This isn't the time to be pointing fingers. Some help would be nice."
Zatrona carefully examined the opening which had Ellustrya wedged. Her head and shoulders were poking out on her end, her posterior and legs on the other. Zatrona shook her head. It would be a team effort to pull Ellustrya out of there.
"Hey Bold," Zatrona shouted. "When I give the signal, you and the Vespyads on the other side of Ellustrya's… posterior form a line, put your hands behind each other's back, and push forwards."
Boldasarre was beginning to imagine Zatrona's plan: They would all push each other through the cave simultaneously, and the accumulated force would push Ellustrya's wedged body through the gap.
"Bold, you're at the front, right?" Zatrona asked.
"Yes, that's right." He said.
"Then find somewhere to push Ellustrya through the gap, using the force of the line to add to your own strength."
"Push? Where?"
"I don't know. Her butt?"
"Oh, o-okay then."
He planted the palms of his hands firmly against Ellustrya's buttocks, one hand against each cheek. Ellustrya gasped in surprise. This wasn't the adventure she envisaged, but anything was possible in a cave with your pants down.
Zatrona gripped Ellustrya by the shoulders. The Vespyads formed a line, with Zatrona at the front. They would tow simultaneously while everyone behind Ellustrya would push, hopefully forcing her through the gap.
"On my word, Bold, you lot on that side push, and we over here will pull. Got it?"
"Yeah, I think."
"Then let's not dilly-dally! On my count: one, two, three!"
They pushed Ellustrya from behind and pulled her from the front until she managed to escape the gap. She rolled out of the hole and tumbled, with the Zatrona and the Vespyads landing on her.
With Ellustrya's posterior poking in the air, Boldasarre fell in right behind her, his face planted firmly into the soft fabric of her knickers, his nose landing right between her cheeks. All the other Vespyads tumbled in after him, leaving a whole pile of panty-clad rears.
"That was fun! Let's do that again!" One of the Vespyads said.
"Let's not," Boldasarre muttered.
"Will you all please kindly get off me?" Ellustrya sneered. "We have a golden egg to find, so I don't have time to be buried under the knicker mound!"
"Oh, sorry," they said collectively.
As the Vespyads rose, Ellustrya pulled herself up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and looked as regal as ever.
"Your big boobs and royal knickers will be the death of us," Zatrona muttered.
"Whatever." Ellustrya snorted.
Despite this setback, the party crawled through the underpasses until they saw the light at the end. They had made it. Boldasarre breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
There was endless chatter amongst the Vespyads about the Princess's exposed behind.
"The Princess's knickers were at half-mast!"
"Her buns were as curvy as her boobs!"
"Bold is one lucky guy!"
"Shhhh! She'll hear us! Keep it down, guys!"
The Vespyads poured out of the opening to the cave on the other side of a gorge, ready for the next leg of their journey in their underwear.
As Boldasarre welcomed seeing the light of day again, he thought, I can't get the image of Ellustrya's royal knickered behind out of my head! What do I do? I'm scarred for life!