Deep within the jungles grew dense foliage, swaying heavily due to its high density in humidity. A small path cut through those massive trees, making my way further and deeper than I had ever gone before. My name was Anón Delasida, a scout sent by the glorious Spanish army to explore the dense jungles of the New World in search of riches. During the last few years, my superiors had received rumors from the native tribes we had passed through about a city full of gold and riches in the heart of the forests of this new continent, a city called "El Dorado" by those who swore they had visited it. Scout after scout had been sent out to explore every corner of the forest without success, and now my time to search for that city had come. Personally? I didn't believe that story, and the more I walked through that dense, humid, hot forest, the more I felt like deserting and fleeing back to Spain. The promise of a city made of gold seemed too good to be true, and I was beginning to be convinced that it was nothing more than a myth created by the natives to gain our sympathy.
As I walked past the leaves rustling beneath my feet, I heard the soft footsteps coming closer behind me. My heart suddenly raced. I was alone on that mission, but as far as I knew, I was not alone in that forest. Hundreds of native tribes, highly hostile to each other, and highly pagan against our people, lived in those woods. Any strange sound meant danger! Reaching back, grabbing onto the branches for support, I looked around over my shoulder. I expected to see some wild animal or worse, a rabid native wielding rustic weapons to hunt me down. However, what I saw was a petite female figure with brown skin and straight black hair, carrying an object hidden under her arm and practically stumbling through the forest.
I froze contemplating the young woman's figure, and her, looking back as if afraid of being pursued, failed to spot me in the middle of the trail and collided headfirst against me, letting out a yelp and falling backwards, the object she was carrying rolling through the foliage. It was an almost spherical object, carved in the shape of a face, which seemed to belong to some statue. But the most important thing was the fact that this object was completely made of gold.
"By God!" I spoke out from under my breath, ignoring the girl for a second as my eyes fixed on that treasure. The sunlight between the trees reflected even more of the object in an almost hypnotizing tone.
"And there's more, where that one came from." The girl spoke in heavily accented Spanish, pulling the "s" in a curious way. I turned my face to look at her, noticing that her expression of haste and fright had disappeared, as if she knew she was safe in my presence.
"Where?" I asked, holding the object with both hands. But the girl didn't answer, just standing up and staring at me with a funny look on her face. She shifted the weight of her body onto another leg, and I suddenly realized how attractive she was. Although she was very short, almost the stature of a child, she possessed a curvy hourglass body shape, with ample thighs and plumping breasts. She was wearing an off-white loincloth with pink stripes at the end and a pink, orange, and off-white crop top revealing her midriff, and she was barefoot despite the dangers the jungle provided with that.
"Be more polite and introduce yourself. My name is Chel, what is your name?" She inquired, taking a step toward me.
"Anón, but what does-" I was about to question, but I got interrupted.
"You are in pursuit of the hidden city of El Dorado, and I will lead you there, but only if you take me to your countrymen first." When she finished saying that, I huffed through my nostrils. I had had all that travel in that hellish jungle, to be at the doorstep of my goal, and now I had to return? Yet how could I be sure that I wasn't being fooled?
"Listen here, Indian. I don't intend to have made this trip for nothing. I'm not coming back until I see El Dorado with my own eyes...!" I started to spoke firmly, however, as if anticipating my answer, Chel suddenly cut the distance between her and me, pressing her body against mine as she looked me straight in the eye with a cunning smile on her face.
"Really? And can I do anything to change your mind? Perhaps your journey here was not entirely wasted..." Feeling the warmth of her body, even over my uniform, provoked an involuntary erection on me,