Fortunately for Sharon, it wasn't land that she hit at the bottom, but water. There was a great splash, and she went a good many feet down, but her breasts acted as buoyancy devices and she soon bobbed up to the surface.
She could see nothing of her surroundings, for it was pitch black. Great, she thought. I've got giant tits; I'm wearing only a pair of black lace panties; I'm separated from Jim; trapped somewhere underground; swimming in some sort of lake; and I'm in total darkness. What else can happen to me? I suppose I could always be eaten by a grue. For Jim had once introduced Sharon to the old Infocom text-only "Zork" series of adventure games.
She consoled herself with the thought that the whole experience could not possibly be real, but had to be a dream. Though for a dream, it seemed remarkably realistic and had gone on for a very long time.
She kept on swimming:
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