Booette and The Maiden of the Mire (M)
Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2018 8:00 pm
A new Maiden of the Mire story, featuring Booette from Super Mario Bros! Warning, much lewdness to be found here... 
Booette and The Maiden of the Mire
by DJlurker
(F/F, QS, smoking, sex, submerge, non-fatal?)
(Where have I ended up now...?)
Booette looked around as she wandered through the dark swamp at night. She was a Boo, a small round ghost from the Mushroom Kingdom, who had donned a Super Crown which had turned her into a busty humanoid with a princess dress cut to show her cleavage. However, she still retained her white skin and hair, giving away what she had once been... Pulling a hand through said long hair, Booette's magenta eyes narrowed as she tried to gaze through the fog that covered the swamp. (I knew I should've taken that left turn at the warp pipe junction...)
Still, she knew just standing around wasn't going to get her anywhere, so Booette picked a direction and set off, thankful for the full moon lighting her way somewhat. If she was lucky, she'd find her way out of this place and find a road where she could hitchhike or something...
Alas, it was not to be, for as she emerged into a clearing, Booette suddenly felt the ground give way under her feet, looking down to see said ground ripple and heave with her movements!
"Ahhh! It's quicksand!" She screamed in panic. Normally, a ghost like her would have had nothing to fear from such a trap, but the Super Crown she wore gave her a fully corporeal, physical body- with all the limitations and weight that came with it. The princess tried to jump, but the bog just clamped down on her feet when she tried it, causing her to sink down deeper. "Oh no, I can't jump out!" This wasn't anything like the quicksand in the Mushroom Kingdom! She thrashed around and pumped her legs, but the thick, sucking mud refused to let her go, as she sank past her knees, then up to her buttocks... "HELP! Someone help me! I'm stuck!" she cried out, even though she knew that there probably wasn't anyone around for miles...
So imagine her surprise when she heard someone chuckling. Looking about, she saw a mass of mist swirling at the other end of the mud pit, which resolved into the shape of a beautiful young woman... Booette quickly realized that said woman had white hair and pale skin like herself. However, her eyes were bright red in color, and the dress she wore was a bit simpler in design, with no frills or puffy shoulder sleeves. But like Booette's, it was cut to emphasize her bust and cleavage, though said bust was a cup size or two smaller. She also wore full-length opera gloves, a pair of sandals, and a white purse over one shoulder.
"My," the woman spoke in a low, seductive tone, "I never imagined I'd meet a fellow ghost in this swamp..." A soft smile spread over her face, her red orbs shining mischievously...
"Um, hi," Booette waved a little. "A little help here? I'm kinda stuck..." Fortunately, it seemed her descent had stopped for the moment...
"Yes, I can see that," the maiden chuckled, making no move to help her counterpart. "Can't you just fly out?"
"Um, it doesn't quite work that way," the transformed Boo stammered. "Not unless I take this crown off, but then I might lose it in the swamp, and I really don't want that... So, please?"
"Hmmm..." the albino pondered with a gloved finger to her lips. "How about... you sink a little deeper first?"
Booette gasped as her descent suddenly resumed, feeling the cold muck swallow her rear end and rise to her waist. She tried to push her hands, covered in short wrist-length gloves, against the surface, only for them to be sucked in and get stuck as well. "Are... are you doing this?!"
"That's right," the other ghost confirmed, "this swamp is my domain, and it flows to my will. That is why the locals refer to me as... The Maiden of the Mire."
Booette's eyes went wide with fear as her situation dawned on her... she had walked into the Maiden's trap, and was now totally at her mercy. (That's why I couldn't jump out...!) She then cried out as her elbows were swallowed by the quicksand, her ample bosom soon coming to rest on the moist surface, causing her to shudder from its cool touch. "No, please... don't do this to me!"
"What are you so scared of?" The Maiden taunted. "It's not like you can drown in the swamp... you're already dead, after all."
"B-but...!" Booette's protest was cut off as she was pulled a little deeper, feeling the quicksand rubbing over her hard nipples through her dress... she then cried out in surprise as the muck literally started pinching her nipples, while also bulging between her legs, in a such a manner that a wave of heat surged though her body. "S-stop it...!"
"Why?" the albino chuckled. "You look like you're having fun..." She watched as the ghostly princess threw her head back, as the quicksand continued to thrust against her g-spot, while also gently fondling her bosom...
(Oh my god, I'm having sex with the bog...!) Booette thought as she continued to buck and thrash in her muddy entrapment, the waves of heat coming faster and more intense now... and then she exploded in orgasm, screaming ferally as her body was wracked with successive waves of ecstasy, the bog holding her tightly in its grip, restricting her thrashing, which only intensified her pleasure...
After about fifteen or twenty seconds, the intense pleasure ebbed away, Booette going limp in the mire's embrace, bringing her head back up as she panted and gasped for breath... opening her eyes, she saw that the Maiden of the Mire had entered the quicksand herself, slowly making her way out to her...
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" the ghost chuckled as she stopped in front of Booette, sunk to her thighs in the mud. "So, what's your name?"
"Um..." the Boo hesitated. "C-call me... Booette."
"Boo-ette?" the Miaden blinked before dissolving into giggles, putting a hand up to her mouth... which then segued into a soft moan as she sank past her waist in the mire. "Mmmm... My name's Ravonna. I'm guessing you don't... Mmmm... remember your name from... Mmmm... when you were still alive?"
The ghostly princess shook her head sadly. "It's... it's been so long since I died... all I can remember is that I was a woman."
"Is that right?" Ravonna mused as the quicksand counted her ribs. "Well, it's been about a century and a half for me... but I can still recall details of my former life." She sighed in contentment as her bosom came to rest on the quicksand's surface. She relaxed for a few moments, her arms resting lightly on top of the mud... Then she began to rummage through her purse, pulling out a couple of items... "Cigarette?" she offered.
Booette was uncertain. "U-umm... well..."
"Oh, what can it hurt?" Her fellow ghost said as she placed the cancer stick between Booette's lips. "Like I said, you're already a ghost anyway..." She then took the other item, a lighter, and flicked it on.
Despite her earlier trepidation, Booette obediently leaned forward, lighting her cigarette, puffing a little as she leaned back, though her nose wrinkled a little as the smell hit her nostrils. She then watched as Ravonna took another cigarette and lit up herself, taking a quick drag before pulling from between her lips with the fingers of her right hand, blowing out a small cloud of smoke. She then set her purse aside before pushing her left arm down into the mud, until only the rim of her glove was visible. Booette then realized that her right hand was being slowly pushed up by the mire... so she pulled up on it until it emerged, covered in a layer of mud.
"Here," Ravonna said as she placed her cigarette between her lips, then reaching over with her free hand to pull the glove off Booette's hand, revealing it to be relatively clean underneath. The ghost then understood, using said hand to pull the cigarette from between her own lips, blowing smoke and coughing slightly.
"There you go," the Maiden of the Mire nodded in satisfaction as she blew another cloud of smoke, flicking a little ash off her cancer stick. "So tell me, do you at least remember where you're from? Or are you one of those wandering lost souls?"
"Well... I *am* a bit lost at the moment," Booette admitted. "I think I took a wrong turn somewhere... But I come from a place known as the Mushroom Kingdom. Do you know it?"
"Mushroom... kingdom...?" Ravonna looked utterly confused. "I have never heard of such a place. I don't believe there's ever been a kingdom proper on this continent, if I recall my history..."
(I'm on the wrong continent?! This is really bad...) "Um, well, could you tell me where I'm at, then?" Booette inquired.
"You're in Anderson Swamp, in the northern part of Georgia, USA," The Maiden answered. "Does that help?"
"Hmmm..." Booette pondered as she took a pull from her cigarette. (Wait a minute, USA?! That means... I'm in the Real World! Oh, I *really* took a wrong turn this time!) Exhaling some smoke, she coughed a bit before saying aloud, "Well, that does help a little... but is there like, a town or village nearby here?"
"Out to the west," Ravonna pointed. "All you have to do is walk away from the sun when it comes up... Oh, but can you move in sunlight?"
"If I'm wearing this crown, I can," Booette nodded. "Though I do feel a bit weaker in sunlight..."
"Hmm. Lucky you," Ravonna said, taking a quick pull from her cancer stick. "I can only manifest a body at night, and even then, it has to be close to a full moon... otherwise I'm just a mass of mist."
"O-oh, I'm sorry," Booette winced. "I-I didn't mean..."
"Oh no, it's fine, don't worry about it," her fellow ghost shook her head. "I am curious, though... what do you look like without the crown?"
"Well," Booette flicked off a little ash, "basically I look like a white, round ball with beady eyes, stubby arms, and a long tongue." Said tongue stuck out of her mouth, almost twice as long as the average human's. "Heehee... one of the things I retain in this form... hope I didn't freak you out."
"It was a mild shock," Ravonna admitted, taking a drag from her cigarette to calm herself. "But think of how you could use it when you're kissing with a man... and I mean deep, passionate kissing."
The Boo princess couldn't help but blush deeply at the thought. "Y-you almost sound as if you speak from experience... but the truth is, I'm really shy... if someone looks me straight in the eye, I can't help but cover my face..." She took a pull from her cigarette, blowing smoke and coughing...
"Well, you could always just close your eyes and pucker your lips, and wait for him to take the initiative," Ravonna suggested. "Have your eye on anyone in particular?"
Booette blushed as a certain green scaredy-plumber came to mind. "M-maybe... b-but I'd rather not say."
"Suit yourself," The Maiden shrugged, sending a few ripples over the surface of the quicksand that held them both. Taking a pull from her cancer stick, she exhaled a cloud of smoke before continuing, "The reason I ask is because... well, I actually have a boyfriend myself. And before you ask, yes, he's alive, and yes, he's aware of my true nature."
"R-really?" Booette blinked in surprise. "How did that happen?"
"Long story short, he tried to commit suicide in the swamp, and I saved him and told him to go kill himself somewhere else. And then he realizes who I am, and says I can have my way with him... so I did." She smiled widely. "Turns out, he's a damn good fuck."
"L-language!" her companion squeaked, eliciting laughter from the Maiden.
"Oh, Boo-ette, you are just too cute when you get flustered..." Ravonna then took one last drag from her cigarette, before flicking off the ash and storing the stub in her purse. "Seriously, though, he knows how to treat a woman... unlike the bastard who left me to drown in the swamp over a century ago... may his soul rot in hell."
"That's terrible!" Booette cried in dismay. "Why would anyone do such a thing?!"
"Because he only cared about himself," the Maiden retorted. "I'll be frank with you, before I met my current boyfriend, I was one of those vengeful spirits that would forcibly drown any man who trespassed in my domain during the full moon, as a proxy for the one who left me to die."
Her companion could only shake her head, taking a pull from her cigarette to calm herself a little. "*cough* So you don't do that anymore, then?"
"No... the worst I do nowadays is give 'em a good scare before letting them claw their way out. Though there are one or two regulars who I like to... play with on occasion." She gave a suggestive smile at that.
"Y-you mean like... what you d-did to me...?" Booette ventured. She tried to take another drag from her cancer stick, only to realize it had burned down completely.
"Exactly," Ravonna chuckled as she took the stub from her companion and put it away in her purse. She then wrapped her free arm around Booette, pulling her in close, until their bodies were pressing together. "There's still a few hours before sunup... Won't you keep me company until then...?"
The ghostly princess swallowed nervously, even as she tentatively returned the embrace. "Please... b-be gentle with me..."
"Oh, don't worry," Ravonna smirked, "I'll make sure you enjoy yourself as much as I do..." With that, she closed the distance, closing her eyes as she engaged her fellow ghost in a deep, passionate kiss...
Booette moaned in mild shock, quaking slightly as Ravonna pushed her tongue in... she was slightly revulsed from the taste of tobacco, pushing back with her own longer tongue, though making sure not to go too far, lest her companion choke... The Maiden moaned in delight, sucking on the other ghost's lips, hugging her a little closer, feeling her hard nipples brush up against Booette's...
After a minute or so, Ravonna began to shift her hips beneath the quicksand, rubbing her crotch against her lover's, Booette breaking off from the lip-lock and gasping for air as a wave of heat surged through her... But then her pleasure was wiped away and replaced with fear as she felt the mud lapping at the low-cut hem of her dress... "I... I don't wanna go under... I know I'm a ghost, but..."
"Fair enough," Ravonna acquiesced as the quicksand thickened considerably around the two women. "We can stay up this time..." Backing off a short distance, she pulled her companion back up a little, before grasping her right breast with her free hand, gently squeezing and kneading it... "Mmm, they're so big... I'm almost jealous."
"Ooooh..." Booette moaned in pleasure, closing her eyes and rolling her head around from the sensation... the ghost then reached over and grasped Ravonna's breast, lightly squeezing it, rubbing her thumb over the hardened nipple...
"Oh yes... you're a fast learner," The Maiden gasped as she quaked with pleasure herself. She then leaned forward and engaged Booette in another french kiss, the two ghosts dueling with their tongues as they continued to grope each other's breasts...
Booette suddenly broke off as she felt the mire swallow her bosom again. "Hey... you said we wouldn't sink!" she protested.
"Maybe just a little deeper," Ravonna taunted, watching as the soft mud crested the hem of her companion's dress, slowly flowing into her cleavage... She then quaked as the quicksand oozed between her own breasts. "Mmmm... I just love this part."
"Y... you don't say..." Booette grunted as her bosom was caressed both inside and out by the muck... Her quivering increased as Ravonna pulled her in close again... Then she began to move her hips in a way that caused her companion to buck with pleasure, which elicited a similar response... The two ghosts grunted and groaned as they writhed and bucked against each other, the quicksand shifting and heaving around their submerged bodies, enhancing their pleasure...
Booette went over the edge first, her cry of ecstasy sounding like a ghostly wail... but Ravonna wasn't far behind, hugging her lover tightly as she went off herself, throwing her head back and moaning loudly...
Then they came crashing down, relaxing their mutual embrace as they went limp, their foreheads gently colliding, their eyes closed as they gasped for breath, gently rocking against each other in the soft mud... After a minute or so, Ravonna took the initiative again, kissing Booette deeply, pushing her tongue in, the princess responding in kind as she wrapped her longer tongue around the Maiden's... She felt herself and Ravonna rise up slightly, mud slowly pouring out of their cleavages as their bosoms re-emerged.
The two continued making out for a few minutes, panting heavily as they finally separated, gazing lustfully into each other's eyes. "Ready to go down?" Ravonna whispered.
The transformed Boo swallowed slightly. "A-as I'll ever be, I guess..."
"Good answer," the Maiden of the Mire chuckled as they slowly began to sink again, Booette moaning as the quicksand itself fondled her bosom, again flowing over the hem of her now-stained brown dress... then the mire bulged against both her and Ravonna's g-spots, causing them both to moan loudly... It didn't take long for them to restart their lesbian lovemaking, humping against each other as best they could, even as the mire closed over their shoulders...
As she felt the muck rise up her neck, Booette tilted her head back to keep her mouth clear as long as possible, Ravonna doing the same, their eyes closed, their mouths open and gasping for breath as the unrelenting mire pressed in on them...
"Yes... yes... YES..." Ravonna chanted as her pleasure rose higher and higher, her companion moaning unintelligibly as they bucked in sync... Then they screamed in ecstasy again, the quicksand rippling around their upturned faces, then flowing into their wide-open mouths, their cries reduced to gurgling as they were pulled completely beneath the surface...
Booette felt the air bubbling out of her lungs as she continued to ride her orgasm, unable to close her mouth to stop the flow of mud... Fortunately, being the ghost that she was, she couldn't exactly drown, but it was still quite uncomfortable to feel her lungs filled with heavy muck, which dampened the tail end of her orgasm. Pulling her head back up as her pleasure subsided once more, the ghost princess 'sighed' as she felt the quicksand gently massage her from head to toe with it's wet, rough, slimy texture... She could see nothing, hear nothing, taste nothing but dirt...
Check that. Now she tasted a familiar pair of lips as Ravonna gently kissed her, moaning into her mouth, her tongue swirling the mud in their mouths slightly... the Maiden then reached down with her right hand, gently pinching Booette's butt, causing her to quake with pleasure as she timidly responded in kind, feeling the smooth fabric of her companion's evening gown as she squeezed her butt, causing Ravonna's moans to increase in volume...
(Feels so nice...) the Boo princess thought to herself as she made out with her fellow ghost. (Wonder if she and her boyfriend go all the way down when they make love...) Of course, said boyfriend would have to come up for air eventually, right? But she herself had no such limitation, thus they could take their time in the dark depths of the swamp...
Soon enough, however, the Maiden brought her groping hand back up to Booette's waist, while her other hand held the other woman's head in place, as she began to shift her hips again... Booette quaked in response, feeling those now-familiar waves of heat begin to wash over her once more as she continued squeezing Ravonna's rear end, causing her bucking to increase in tempo, Booette thrusting back as best she could in their thick, muddy cocoon...
"Mmmm... MMMMM...!" was all the princess could say as she and Ravonna sexed each other passionately, the quicksand sucking at their bodies as they writhed against each other, still locked in their muddy kiss, not breaking off even as one final orgasm surged through them both, hugging tightly as their bloodstreams were set aflame...
The surface of the mud pit rippled and heaved, looking almost like an ocean during a strong storm... then it calmed down, slowly returning to its usual smooth, level appearance. But soon after, the center of the pit bulged upward, becoming two bulges, which seemed to be sculpted by unseen hands into more human shapes, mud thickly flowing out of where their mouths would be... then the illusion was broken as the two women coughed violently, heaving air back into their lungs as they expelled the foreign matter... Floating back up to chest level, they leaned back and relaxed for a bit, feeling the muck flowing down their faces, to rejoin with the larger mass below.
After a few minutes of rest, their hands emerged, wiping each other's faces clean, allowing them to finally open their eyes again, staring each other in the face, panting heavily...
"W... wow," Booette gasped out. "That was... that was..."
"Yes. It was, wasn't it?" Ravonna smiled tiredly as she pulled her fellow ghost into a light embrace, letting Booette rest her head on her shoulder. "Have to admit, I'm impressed, Boo-ette... you gave as good as you got, even if I was going easy."
"Th-thanks, I think..." Booette blushed. "So now what?"
"Now we relax until sunup," the Maiden stated. "Unless you'd like to smooch for a bit instead... Maybe get some more 'practice' for Mr. Mystery-Man-whom-you-won't-name..."
The transformed Boo blushed even deeper. "M-maybe later... His name is Luigi, by the way."
"Luigi, huh?" Ravonna pondered for a moment. "Italian?"
"Uh-huh," Booette nodded. "Problem is... he's kind of a ghost hunter..."
"Ah, the forbidden fruit," her fellow ghost chuckled. "Loving the one who is supposed to be your enemy... In that case, you should maybe try to show him that you aren't a threat to him... Maybe invite him to a mud-bath or something..."
Booette giggled at that. "Oooh, a mud bath. How original, Maiden of the Mire..."
"Oh, you could at least give it a try," Ravonna shot back, sounding somewhat miffed. "On that note... maybe when you find your way back to your 'mushroom kingdom', you might see if any of your fellow ghosts would be interested in joining me for a night?"
"Hmmm... I don't think so..." Booette pondered, before an idea struck her. "But maybe... there might be one person I could send your way..."
"Oooh, tell me more..." Ravonna grinned in anticipation...
*The End...?*
Next, a semi-funny epilogue of sorts... Let me know what you think so far!
Booette and The Maiden of the Mire
by DJlurker
(F/F, QS, smoking, sex, submerge, non-fatal?)
(Where have I ended up now...?)
Booette looked around as she wandered through the dark swamp at night. She was a Boo, a small round ghost from the Mushroom Kingdom, who had donned a Super Crown which had turned her into a busty humanoid with a princess dress cut to show her cleavage. However, she still retained her white skin and hair, giving away what she had once been... Pulling a hand through said long hair, Booette's magenta eyes narrowed as she tried to gaze through the fog that covered the swamp. (I knew I should've taken that left turn at the warp pipe junction...)
Still, she knew just standing around wasn't going to get her anywhere, so Booette picked a direction and set off, thankful for the full moon lighting her way somewhat. If she was lucky, she'd find her way out of this place and find a road where she could hitchhike or something...
Alas, it was not to be, for as she emerged into a clearing, Booette suddenly felt the ground give way under her feet, looking down to see said ground ripple and heave with her movements!
"Ahhh! It's quicksand!" She screamed in panic. Normally, a ghost like her would have had nothing to fear from such a trap, but the Super Crown she wore gave her a fully corporeal, physical body- with all the limitations and weight that came with it. The princess tried to jump, but the bog just clamped down on her feet when she tried it, causing her to sink down deeper. "Oh no, I can't jump out!" This wasn't anything like the quicksand in the Mushroom Kingdom! She thrashed around and pumped her legs, but the thick, sucking mud refused to let her go, as she sank past her knees, then up to her buttocks... "HELP! Someone help me! I'm stuck!" she cried out, even though she knew that there probably wasn't anyone around for miles...
So imagine her surprise when she heard someone chuckling. Looking about, she saw a mass of mist swirling at the other end of the mud pit, which resolved into the shape of a beautiful young woman... Booette quickly realized that said woman had white hair and pale skin like herself. However, her eyes were bright red in color, and the dress she wore was a bit simpler in design, with no frills or puffy shoulder sleeves. But like Booette's, it was cut to emphasize her bust and cleavage, though said bust was a cup size or two smaller. She also wore full-length opera gloves, a pair of sandals, and a white purse over one shoulder.
"My," the woman spoke in a low, seductive tone, "I never imagined I'd meet a fellow ghost in this swamp..." A soft smile spread over her face, her red orbs shining mischievously...
"Um, hi," Booette waved a little. "A little help here? I'm kinda stuck..." Fortunately, it seemed her descent had stopped for the moment...
"Yes, I can see that," the maiden chuckled, making no move to help her counterpart. "Can't you just fly out?"
"Um, it doesn't quite work that way," the transformed Boo stammered. "Not unless I take this crown off, but then I might lose it in the swamp, and I really don't want that... So, please?"
"Hmmm..." the albino pondered with a gloved finger to her lips. "How about... you sink a little deeper first?"
Booette gasped as her descent suddenly resumed, feeling the cold muck swallow her rear end and rise to her waist. She tried to push her hands, covered in short wrist-length gloves, against the surface, only for them to be sucked in and get stuck as well. "Are... are you doing this?!"
"That's right," the other ghost confirmed, "this swamp is my domain, and it flows to my will. That is why the locals refer to me as... The Maiden of the Mire."
Booette's eyes went wide with fear as her situation dawned on her... she had walked into the Maiden's trap, and was now totally at her mercy. (That's why I couldn't jump out...!) She then cried out as her elbows were swallowed by the quicksand, her ample bosom soon coming to rest on the moist surface, causing her to shudder from its cool touch. "No, please... don't do this to me!"
"What are you so scared of?" The Maiden taunted. "It's not like you can drown in the swamp... you're already dead, after all."
"B-but...!" Booette's protest was cut off as she was pulled a little deeper, feeling the quicksand rubbing over her hard nipples through her dress... she then cried out in surprise as the muck literally started pinching her nipples, while also bulging between her legs, in a such a manner that a wave of heat surged though her body. "S-stop it...!"
"Why?" the albino chuckled. "You look like you're having fun..." She watched as the ghostly princess threw her head back, as the quicksand continued to thrust against her g-spot, while also gently fondling her bosom...
(Oh my god, I'm having sex with the bog...!) Booette thought as she continued to buck and thrash in her muddy entrapment, the waves of heat coming faster and more intense now... and then she exploded in orgasm, screaming ferally as her body was wracked with successive waves of ecstasy, the bog holding her tightly in its grip, restricting her thrashing, which only intensified her pleasure...
After about fifteen or twenty seconds, the intense pleasure ebbed away, Booette going limp in the mire's embrace, bringing her head back up as she panted and gasped for breath... opening her eyes, she saw that the Maiden of the Mire had entered the quicksand herself, slowly making her way out to her...
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" the ghost chuckled as she stopped in front of Booette, sunk to her thighs in the mud. "So, what's your name?"
"Um..." the Boo hesitated. "C-call me... Booette."
"Boo-ette?" the Miaden blinked before dissolving into giggles, putting a hand up to her mouth... which then segued into a soft moan as she sank past her waist in the mire. "Mmmm... My name's Ravonna. I'm guessing you don't... Mmmm... remember your name from... Mmmm... when you were still alive?"
The ghostly princess shook her head sadly. "It's... it's been so long since I died... all I can remember is that I was a woman."
"Is that right?" Ravonna mused as the quicksand counted her ribs. "Well, it's been about a century and a half for me... but I can still recall details of my former life." She sighed in contentment as her bosom came to rest on the quicksand's surface. She relaxed for a few moments, her arms resting lightly on top of the mud... Then she began to rummage through her purse, pulling out a couple of items... "Cigarette?" she offered.
Booette was uncertain. "U-umm... well..."
"Oh, what can it hurt?" Her fellow ghost said as she placed the cancer stick between Booette's lips. "Like I said, you're already a ghost anyway..." She then took the other item, a lighter, and flicked it on.
Despite her earlier trepidation, Booette obediently leaned forward, lighting her cigarette, puffing a little as she leaned back, though her nose wrinkled a little as the smell hit her nostrils. She then watched as Ravonna took another cigarette and lit up herself, taking a quick drag before pulling from between her lips with the fingers of her right hand, blowing out a small cloud of smoke. She then set her purse aside before pushing her left arm down into the mud, until only the rim of her glove was visible. Booette then realized that her right hand was being slowly pushed up by the mire... so she pulled up on it until it emerged, covered in a layer of mud.
"Here," Ravonna said as she placed her cigarette between her lips, then reaching over with her free hand to pull the glove off Booette's hand, revealing it to be relatively clean underneath. The ghost then understood, using said hand to pull the cigarette from between her own lips, blowing smoke and coughing slightly.
"There you go," the Maiden of the Mire nodded in satisfaction as she blew another cloud of smoke, flicking a little ash off her cancer stick. "So tell me, do you at least remember where you're from? Or are you one of those wandering lost souls?"
"Well... I *am* a bit lost at the moment," Booette admitted. "I think I took a wrong turn somewhere... But I come from a place known as the Mushroom Kingdom. Do you know it?"
"Mushroom... kingdom...?" Ravonna looked utterly confused. "I have never heard of such a place. I don't believe there's ever been a kingdom proper on this continent, if I recall my history..."
(I'm on the wrong continent?! This is really bad...) "Um, well, could you tell me where I'm at, then?" Booette inquired.
"You're in Anderson Swamp, in the northern part of Georgia, USA," The Maiden answered. "Does that help?"
"Hmmm..." Booette pondered as she took a pull from her cigarette. (Wait a minute, USA?! That means... I'm in the Real World! Oh, I *really* took a wrong turn this time!) Exhaling some smoke, she coughed a bit before saying aloud, "Well, that does help a little... but is there like, a town or village nearby here?"
"Out to the west," Ravonna pointed. "All you have to do is walk away from the sun when it comes up... Oh, but can you move in sunlight?"
"If I'm wearing this crown, I can," Booette nodded. "Though I do feel a bit weaker in sunlight..."
"Hmm. Lucky you," Ravonna said, taking a quick pull from her cancer stick. "I can only manifest a body at night, and even then, it has to be close to a full moon... otherwise I'm just a mass of mist."
"O-oh, I'm sorry," Booette winced. "I-I didn't mean..."
"Oh no, it's fine, don't worry about it," her fellow ghost shook her head. "I am curious, though... what do you look like without the crown?"
"Well," Booette flicked off a little ash, "basically I look like a white, round ball with beady eyes, stubby arms, and a long tongue." Said tongue stuck out of her mouth, almost twice as long as the average human's. "Heehee... one of the things I retain in this form... hope I didn't freak you out."
"It was a mild shock," Ravonna admitted, taking a drag from her cigarette to calm herself. "But think of how you could use it when you're kissing with a man... and I mean deep, passionate kissing."
The Boo princess couldn't help but blush deeply at the thought. "Y-you almost sound as if you speak from experience... but the truth is, I'm really shy... if someone looks me straight in the eye, I can't help but cover my face..." She took a pull from her cigarette, blowing smoke and coughing...
"Well, you could always just close your eyes and pucker your lips, and wait for him to take the initiative," Ravonna suggested. "Have your eye on anyone in particular?"
Booette blushed as a certain green scaredy-plumber came to mind. "M-maybe... b-but I'd rather not say."
"Suit yourself," The Maiden shrugged, sending a few ripples over the surface of the quicksand that held them both. Taking a pull from her cancer stick, she exhaled a cloud of smoke before continuing, "The reason I ask is because... well, I actually have a boyfriend myself. And before you ask, yes, he's alive, and yes, he's aware of my true nature."
"R-really?" Booette blinked in surprise. "How did that happen?"
"Long story short, he tried to commit suicide in the swamp, and I saved him and told him to go kill himself somewhere else. And then he realizes who I am, and says I can have my way with him... so I did." She smiled widely. "Turns out, he's a damn good fuck."
"L-language!" her companion squeaked, eliciting laughter from the Maiden.
"Oh, Boo-ette, you are just too cute when you get flustered..." Ravonna then took one last drag from her cigarette, before flicking off the ash and storing the stub in her purse. "Seriously, though, he knows how to treat a woman... unlike the bastard who left me to drown in the swamp over a century ago... may his soul rot in hell."
"That's terrible!" Booette cried in dismay. "Why would anyone do such a thing?!"
"Because he only cared about himself," the Maiden retorted. "I'll be frank with you, before I met my current boyfriend, I was one of those vengeful spirits that would forcibly drown any man who trespassed in my domain during the full moon, as a proxy for the one who left me to die."
Her companion could only shake her head, taking a pull from her cigarette to calm herself a little. "*cough* So you don't do that anymore, then?"
"No... the worst I do nowadays is give 'em a good scare before letting them claw their way out. Though there are one or two regulars who I like to... play with on occasion." She gave a suggestive smile at that.
"Y-you mean like... what you d-did to me...?" Booette ventured. She tried to take another drag from her cancer stick, only to realize it had burned down completely.
"Exactly," Ravonna chuckled as she took the stub from her companion and put it away in her purse. She then wrapped her free arm around Booette, pulling her in close, until their bodies were pressing together. "There's still a few hours before sunup... Won't you keep me company until then...?"
The ghostly princess swallowed nervously, even as she tentatively returned the embrace. "Please... b-be gentle with me..."
"Oh, don't worry," Ravonna smirked, "I'll make sure you enjoy yourself as much as I do..." With that, she closed the distance, closing her eyes as she engaged her fellow ghost in a deep, passionate kiss...
Booette moaned in mild shock, quaking slightly as Ravonna pushed her tongue in... she was slightly revulsed from the taste of tobacco, pushing back with her own longer tongue, though making sure not to go too far, lest her companion choke... The Maiden moaned in delight, sucking on the other ghost's lips, hugging her a little closer, feeling her hard nipples brush up against Booette's...
After a minute or so, Ravonna began to shift her hips beneath the quicksand, rubbing her crotch against her lover's, Booette breaking off from the lip-lock and gasping for air as a wave of heat surged through her... But then her pleasure was wiped away and replaced with fear as she felt the mud lapping at the low-cut hem of her dress... "I... I don't wanna go under... I know I'm a ghost, but..."
"Fair enough," Ravonna acquiesced as the quicksand thickened considerably around the two women. "We can stay up this time..." Backing off a short distance, she pulled her companion back up a little, before grasping her right breast with her free hand, gently squeezing and kneading it... "Mmm, they're so big... I'm almost jealous."
"Ooooh..." Booette moaned in pleasure, closing her eyes and rolling her head around from the sensation... the ghost then reached over and grasped Ravonna's breast, lightly squeezing it, rubbing her thumb over the hardened nipple...
"Oh yes... you're a fast learner," The Maiden gasped as she quaked with pleasure herself. She then leaned forward and engaged Booette in another french kiss, the two ghosts dueling with their tongues as they continued to grope each other's breasts...
Booette suddenly broke off as she felt the mire swallow her bosom again. "Hey... you said we wouldn't sink!" she protested.
"Maybe just a little deeper," Ravonna taunted, watching as the soft mud crested the hem of her companion's dress, slowly flowing into her cleavage... She then quaked as the quicksand oozed between her own breasts. "Mmmm... I just love this part."
"Y... you don't say..." Booette grunted as her bosom was caressed both inside and out by the muck... Her quivering increased as Ravonna pulled her in close again... Then she began to move her hips in a way that caused her companion to buck with pleasure, which elicited a similar response... The two ghosts grunted and groaned as they writhed and bucked against each other, the quicksand shifting and heaving around their submerged bodies, enhancing their pleasure...
Booette went over the edge first, her cry of ecstasy sounding like a ghostly wail... but Ravonna wasn't far behind, hugging her lover tightly as she went off herself, throwing her head back and moaning loudly...
Then they came crashing down, relaxing their mutual embrace as they went limp, their foreheads gently colliding, their eyes closed as they gasped for breath, gently rocking against each other in the soft mud... After a minute or so, Ravonna took the initiative again, kissing Booette deeply, pushing her tongue in, the princess responding in kind as she wrapped her longer tongue around the Maiden's... She felt herself and Ravonna rise up slightly, mud slowly pouring out of their cleavages as their bosoms re-emerged.
The two continued making out for a few minutes, panting heavily as they finally separated, gazing lustfully into each other's eyes. "Ready to go down?" Ravonna whispered.
The transformed Boo swallowed slightly. "A-as I'll ever be, I guess..."
"Good answer," the Maiden of the Mire chuckled as they slowly began to sink again, Booette moaning as the quicksand itself fondled her bosom, again flowing over the hem of her now-stained brown dress... then the mire bulged against both her and Ravonna's g-spots, causing them both to moan loudly... It didn't take long for them to restart their lesbian lovemaking, humping against each other as best they could, even as the mire closed over their shoulders...
As she felt the muck rise up her neck, Booette tilted her head back to keep her mouth clear as long as possible, Ravonna doing the same, their eyes closed, their mouths open and gasping for breath as the unrelenting mire pressed in on them...
"Yes... yes... YES..." Ravonna chanted as her pleasure rose higher and higher, her companion moaning unintelligibly as they bucked in sync... Then they screamed in ecstasy again, the quicksand rippling around their upturned faces, then flowing into their wide-open mouths, their cries reduced to gurgling as they were pulled completely beneath the surface...
Booette felt the air bubbling out of her lungs as she continued to ride her orgasm, unable to close her mouth to stop the flow of mud... Fortunately, being the ghost that she was, she couldn't exactly drown, but it was still quite uncomfortable to feel her lungs filled with heavy muck, which dampened the tail end of her orgasm. Pulling her head back up as her pleasure subsided once more, the ghost princess 'sighed' as she felt the quicksand gently massage her from head to toe with it's wet, rough, slimy texture... She could see nothing, hear nothing, taste nothing but dirt...
Check that. Now she tasted a familiar pair of lips as Ravonna gently kissed her, moaning into her mouth, her tongue swirling the mud in their mouths slightly... the Maiden then reached down with her right hand, gently pinching Booette's butt, causing her to quake with pleasure as she timidly responded in kind, feeling the smooth fabric of her companion's evening gown as she squeezed her butt, causing Ravonna's moans to increase in volume...
(Feels so nice...) the Boo princess thought to herself as she made out with her fellow ghost. (Wonder if she and her boyfriend go all the way down when they make love...) Of course, said boyfriend would have to come up for air eventually, right? But she herself had no such limitation, thus they could take their time in the dark depths of the swamp...
Soon enough, however, the Maiden brought her groping hand back up to Booette's waist, while her other hand held the other woman's head in place, as she began to shift her hips again... Booette quaked in response, feeling those now-familiar waves of heat begin to wash over her once more as she continued squeezing Ravonna's rear end, causing her bucking to increase in tempo, Booette thrusting back as best she could in their thick, muddy cocoon...
"Mmmm... MMMMM...!" was all the princess could say as she and Ravonna sexed each other passionately, the quicksand sucking at their bodies as they writhed against each other, still locked in their muddy kiss, not breaking off even as one final orgasm surged through them both, hugging tightly as their bloodstreams were set aflame...
The surface of the mud pit rippled and heaved, looking almost like an ocean during a strong storm... then it calmed down, slowly returning to its usual smooth, level appearance. But soon after, the center of the pit bulged upward, becoming two bulges, which seemed to be sculpted by unseen hands into more human shapes, mud thickly flowing out of where their mouths would be... then the illusion was broken as the two women coughed violently, heaving air back into their lungs as they expelled the foreign matter... Floating back up to chest level, they leaned back and relaxed for a bit, feeling the muck flowing down their faces, to rejoin with the larger mass below.
After a few minutes of rest, their hands emerged, wiping each other's faces clean, allowing them to finally open their eyes again, staring each other in the face, panting heavily...
"W... wow," Booette gasped out. "That was... that was..."
"Yes. It was, wasn't it?" Ravonna smiled tiredly as she pulled her fellow ghost into a light embrace, letting Booette rest her head on her shoulder. "Have to admit, I'm impressed, Boo-ette... you gave as good as you got, even if I was going easy."
"Th-thanks, I think..." Booette blushed. "So now what?"
"Now we relax until sunup," the Maiden stated. "Unless you'd like to smooch for a bit instead... Maybe get some more 'practice' for Mr. Mystery-Man-whom-you-won't-name..."
The transformed Boo blushed even deeper. "M-maybe later... His name is Luigi, by the way."
"Luigi, huh?" Ravonna pondered for a moment. "Italian?"
"Uh-huh," Booette nodded. "Problem is... he's kind of a ghost hunter..."
"Ah, the forbidden fruit," her fellow ghost chuckled. "Loving the one who is supposed to be your enemy... In that case, you should maybe try to show him that you aren't a threat to him... Maybe invite him to a mud-bath or something..."
Booette giggled at that. "Oooh, a mud bath. How original, Maiden of the Mire..."
"Oh, you could at least give it a try," Ravonna shot back, sounding somewhat miffed. "On that note... maybe when you find your way back to your 'mushroom kingdom', you might see if any of your fellow ghosts would be interested in joining me for a night?"
"Hmmm... I don't think so..." Booette pondered, before an idea struck her. "But maybe... there might be one person I could send your way..."
"Oooh, tell me more..." Ravonna grinned in anticipation...
*The End...?*
Next, a semi-funny epilogue of sorts... Let me know what you think so far!
I can write the mud bath scene if you really want, just don’t expect anything above PG-13 rated.
Anyway, I just got Smash Ultimate today, and it's pretty fun...