"Areli, can you take this box down to the curator's table and prepare the items for tomorrow? Also, please be very careful; these are valuable artifacts, and some of them may be irreplaceable."
Areli Noonez fought the urge to roll her eyes as she bent over and picked up the crate, "Yeah, no problem... don't worry, I'll be careful."
She winced as she began to walk towards the stairs: the crate was heavier than it looked, and she was a petite woman, but she grit her teeth and continued on without making a sound. She didn't want to give her supervisor, Miss Stevens, the satisfaction of knowing that she was working hard.
As Arelli made her way down the stairs, she glared more openly, "I don't see why I have to do your job, you top heavy bimbo," she muttered.
Areli was working at the museum as a paid intern, and though she wasn't making a lot of money, it was enough for her to scrape by in her last year of university. She'd been looking forward to the internship, but that was before her direct supervisor, Mary Stevens, started ordering her around.
Areli actually had a great interest in archaeology, and one of the reasons she'd taken the internship was to learn from some of the great curators she'd read so much about. Recently, however, the only thing she'd learned was how to lift without being sore afterwards, and she thought that she could probably learn more from a textbook than from Mary.
Still, a job was a job, and for the twenty two year old blonde, it was either that or ramen every night.
"She could at least be nicer about it," Areli grumbled once more as she reached the basement and set the crate down.
The basement was old and musty, but there were high windows there that gave a partial view to the ground level, and plenty of sunlight was flooding through them.
A long table sat in the center of the room, and tools and brushes were set neatly on top of it. Areli had been interning for nearly a month, but she had yet to be present for any of the cleaning and examining of new artifacts that came in. Really, she wasn't even supposed to be touching them, but Mary was too lazy to do it.
"How old are you, I wonder?" She asked an old coin as she dug it out of the crate. She set it down on the table and reached for another item, then set it down without really looking at it, "I can't believe this," she told the hunk of whatever as she placed it beside the coin, "I should be cleaning you guys off and uncovering mysteries and... learning something!" She reached into the box and pulled out what appeared to be an ancient looking wooden cup, "Man, screw her," she muttered as she thought about Mary, "As long as she's around, I'm never gonna..."
Areli stopped as she saw the light glint against something in the crate. She set the cup down and knelt, then dug around some of the old junk and pulled out whatever the item was.
"What the hell?" Areli examined the item with interest as she turned it in her small hands.
It was a short, pink statue that looked and felt like it was made entirely of rose quartz. It's bevels were smooth and worn, and upon further inspection, Areli realized what it was. It was quite worn, but there was definitely a head at the top of it, and the bulbous part at the front of the statue could have been nothing else but a very large set of breasts.
"What is this, some kind of fertility idol?" Areli held the statue up and looked it over with scrutiny before she laughed, "Hey, I thought Mary was top heavy, some girls just get all the...ah!"
The statuette slipped from her hand suddenly, almost as if it had jumped away from her. It hit the corner of the table, and she scrambled to catch it, but it fell upon the floor and shattered into pieces with a sickening crunch.
"Oh shit!" Areli exclaimed under her breath, "What am I..." she began to cough violently as a cloud of pink dust rose up from the statue's debris, and she covered her mouth before running to the broom closet.
"Just gotta...pick this...up... before anyone...notices," she coughed in-between her movements as she swept up the remnants of the pink idol. Hastily, she gathered all of the bits into a dustpan and dumped them into an empty bag that she found nearby.
"Oh god..." she mumbled as she tried to calm herself. "Don't freak out... no one has to know," she told herself calmly. "Just keep working and this whole thing will just blow over."
She continued to work in nervous silence as she cleared her throat. She thought it was weird that the dust that came from the idol was colored, and she hoped that it wouldn't hurt her, but she didn't have time to worry about any of that as she continued on with her work in nervous silence.
Days passed and Areli had all but forgotten about the incident. The weekend came and went, and as usual, she'd spent the majority of it studying in her dorm. Her roommate, Cammy, (who she thought was named Camelia but she wasn't sure) was usually gone on the weekends, so she'd had a lot of time to herself.
That night, however, something very strange happened to her. Areli knew that she had to work the next day, so she called it quits around nine, which was odd for her. One minute she was staring at a textbook, the next, the pages and words were blurring and she was feeling extremely tired.
So she slept...hard. She was asleep almost before her head hit the pillow, and she was in REM almost immediately.
Then, she dreamed. Her dreams too, were like nothing she'd ever experienced, and somehow she was flying through the clouds at breakneck speed. She could feel the cold wind whipping over her as her hair lashed around her face, and she smiled widely and laughed the whole way, having no idea where she was going, but loving the ride.
As she flew onward, the clouds around her turned from fluffy white to pinkish, and soon she was completely surrounded by pink billows. At some point, she slowed, then she landed gracefully atop some sort of mountain.
"Oh... what the..." she said aloud as she felt the ground beneath her feet. She suddenly realized that she was naked, but she couldn't see her own body. That didn't phase her, however, because she was more interested in whatever surface she was standing on.
Whatever it was, it was soft and smooth, and she jumped lightly to test its firmness. To her surprise, it gave a bit, but it bounced back immediately, and she could feel warmth emanating from it.
She looked around in every direction and blinked in wonder. For as far as she could see,she was surrounded by mountains, only, they didn't look like mountains at all. Even the thing she was standing on didn't look anything like any ground she'd ever seen, and then she realized what they were.
"What the fuck?" She whispered to herself as her eyes widened.
What she'd first thought were mountains were actually massive breasts. She could see them wobbling and jiggling as a cool breeze rushed past her, but it was all so strange that she could hardly believe it. They stretched on forever in every direction, some larger than others, and they were all shapes and sizes. She could also spot the dark and pink dots of nipples jutting out at the top of the mountainous peaks of flesh, further proving that what she was seeing was an ocean of massive mammaries.
