Pantyhose and Clay (M)

[Black Clay Lord]

I would've had this done sooner, but... things kept popping up here and there. Anyway, for you pantyhose lovers out there... Enjoy.

And expect more combinations like this in the future.
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There are some people who think pantyhose are simply fashion items to be worn and not something to wear among messy places like quarries, or even jungles. Places like fancy dinner theaters or even social gatherings, or even proms. If you’re one of those believers, you might ask the opinion of a certain couple ½ mermaids who were once goaded into wearing pantyhose. But it was all-body pantyhose, not just those for those succulent legs one would possess.

The day began on a rather unusual Summer’s day. It wasn’t too hot, the wind was a gentle blowing breezing, and to top it off: Birds were singing all across the sky. Elpida was taking in sunshine from one of the high balconies and Adalinda was out supervising one of the 3 dogs for the moment. Specifically, she was playing fetch with one of them: Valentine. However, playtime for Adalinda with Valentine was cut short when her presence was requested.

“We’ll pick this up later.” She tells the faithful Labrador retriever before heading inside, crossing paths with Elpida. “Were you summoned as well?” Adalinda asked Elpida. “Yes,” Elpida said. “Apparently, Elysia wished to see us.” Adalinda wasn’t that surprised. “I wonder what Elysia wants with us…?” She said. Nonetheless, the two arrive at Elysia’s room and peek inside. “I was expecting you.” The shaman said. “This better be good.” Adalinda said.

“If you’ve found a new Sinkomancy spell and want us to volunteer for it,” Said Elpida. “You can forget it.” Elysia shakes her head. “No, nothing like that today.” She says. “Oh, well good.” Adalinda replied. “What do you want us for then?” Asked Elpida. Elysia at that point fished up some outfits she had made herself. Fashioned out of pantyhose along with other materials, it looked like a dark mage’s outfit meant for women. And in a sense: It was.

Elpida looks over the outfit. “…You asked Adalinda and I to look at this?” She asked, frustration on her face. “No, not to look,” Elysia answered. “I was hoping you’d try it on and give it a stroll somewhere.” Elpida and Adalinda looked shocked. “Are you crazy?!” Adalinda asked angrily. “There’s no way I’m wearing that stupid thing!” Elpida shot her elder sister a look. “I disagree,” Elpida said. “It isn’t as stupid as you might think.” She adds.

“Still,” Said Adalinda. “I’d rather be eaten by a snake than wear that.” Elysia’s eyelids lowered. “I’ve put in a lot of work to make these,” She said with a snarl. “The least you could do is at least wear it for a while today and today only.” Elpida raised a brow. “You never were one for forcing outfits onto others, were you?” She asked. Elysia shook her head as Adalinda relented. “Fine,” The Sage Knight said. “Today, and today only. That’s it.”

Elysia smiled, feeling better. “Thank you.” She said. Shrine Maiden and Sage Knight both stepped into their shaman sister’s room and proceeded to strip out of their original clothes before taking the new outfit Elysia had sewn together. The pantyhose suit slipped on like a glove, but while making these, Elysia made sure to keep the front side of their crotches, as well as their breasts covered. In a sense: The suits had a bra and panties built into them already.

Although the panties themselves were, as anyone would guess: Thongs. And the tops showed immense cleavage. Although one can’t deny the outfits were comfy, perfect for hot Summer days. Although Adalinda wasn’t that big a fan of it. “It’s too skimpy…” She said. “Why is it dark mages wear such things…?” Elpida just giggled. “They’re not so bad once you get used to them,” She said. “Be thankful we at least get coverage.” “True…” Adalinda said.

Still, Adalinda felt as if she were wearing a body stocking. And in a sense, she was. Elpida felt the same way. “And what do you want us to do now?” Elpida asks Elysia. “Simple: Go out and stretch your legs in them.” Elysia answered. “In nothing but this pantyhose bodysuit…?” Adalinda asks. Elysia just nodded. “You have got to be kidding me…” The sage knight said in exasperation. “I kid you not.” Elysia responds.

“We’ll entertain you in whatever game it is you have in mind,” Elpida says. “But know I prefer my Miko robes more.” Elysia nodded to that as Elpida and Adalinda left the room and exited the house via the main foyer. Although Adalinda still had a negative reception about her bodysuit. Anything that hugs close to her body doesn’t really suit her all that much, but Elpida had no qualms with it whatsoever. In fact, she felt it was nice to exit her comfort zone often.

“How can you get used to these things?” Adalinda asked in a begrudging tone. “I guess it comes naturally.” Elpida. “Do you not remember when mother was unsure of wearing such stuff?” She asked. “Yeah…” Adalinda answered. “Now she adores it. Why do you think father helped her get used to such revealing outfits?” Elpida asks. “Because he loves and cares for her undyingly.” Adalinda flatly answered. “You really should lighten up.” Elpida says.

She then looked to the path that leads to the Clay Jungle. “Perhaps a walk in the jungle will ease your mind.” Elpida states. Adalinda sighed. “Fine, but only because I wish to stretch my legs anyway.” She then said. With that, the two started down for the jungle. Before fully leaving for the jungle though, the two had slipped on sandals to protect their feet as their pantyhose could easily rip open at the bottom, not to mention the fact there were thorns.

Some of those jungle thorns are tricky to be spotted and are well known for being so sharp, armor of knights are often scratched in multiple places if exposure was bad enough. A shoal was added to add protection from the sun baring down on the ground in the cloudless sky. “This ought to help make things go smoother.” Said Elpida. “Yeah, since these don’t provide much cover.” Adalinda added. Still, the day was hot and Adalinda had a good answer for it.

Using a combination of wind & ice magic, she kept herself, and her sister cool while traversing to the clay jungle. Upon arrival to the clay jungle, the magic proved to be just as handy; jungles had a reputation for being Earth’s “hothouse” for better or worse. Although the area was well shaded, so the shoals could come off and be put away. “Nice and cool in the shade…” Elpida said. “Very much so.” Adalinda concurred. Elpida checked the treetops.

Sunlight barely filtered down to the jungle floor. Despite this, it was still a humid place to be today. Even so, the two trekked across the jungle floor. Any path that had thorns, they avoided. As thorns can easily rip pantyhose open and the material they’re often made from is not so easily repaired. And the last thing they needed is their outfits ripped. Of course, Elpida was so focused on the trees looking for birds, she wasn’t paying attention to where she was going.

Walking past a tree, Elpida started to move a bit… Slower. Then, she abruptly stopped. “What the?” She said to herself. As she looked down, her feet had vanished into the ground. And she couldn’t lift them up easily. It’s at this moment Elpida pieced together she had stumbled into one of the Clay Jungle’s sticky pits of quickclay. “Uh oh…” She muttered. Elpida tried to stay still, but the clay was rather unstable, almost making the Miko stumble forward.

Still, the clay was deep and, as one might expect, Elpida started sinking down into it. Yet Elpida remained still as still can be. For any sudden movement could make her situation worse. If this weren’t enough, the clay seeped through her pantyhose, touching her skin and making Elpida flush red some. But her predicament doesn’t go unnoticed. “Failed to watch where you were going, huh, sis?” Asked Adalinda, who had followed Elpida while she was distracted.

Elpida looked back to her sister. “Yeah…” She simply said. Adalinda just scoffed a bit. “That’s what happens when you let your mind wander.” Said the Sage Knight. “…Shut up…” Responded the Miko with a scornful tone. As Elpida tries to move back, she took a slip, plunging one of her legs to the knee and getting herself in a much deeper spot. Now she was even more stuck. Both Adalinda and Elpida took note of how the clay clung to the latter’s pantyhose.

The clay was just that sticky today, for it would still come out, but as of now, there was no avoiding it. Adalinda at this point, prepares a geomancy spell to help Elpida, but the edge of the pit beneath her wound up melting beneath her feet into more clay, interrupting her magic channeling. “Oh, perfect…” Snarled Adalinda. At least she managed to get Elpida straightened out with her other leg that had yet to be sunk to its knee while she herself sunk to her knees.

The clay steadily swallowed the two as they pondered on what to do. They were glued down but good, and hardly anything was within reach. Still, Adalinda had her magic handy, but opted to conserve it. Elpida however, is unable to resist trying to lift her leg from the sticky clay. With a firm grip on her succulent pantyhose clad thigh, Elpida tries for a moment to lift her leg from the sticky clay. Although her effort was for naught and it only made her sink some more.

“That’s not going to work in something this gripping…” Adalinda said. “You know it never hurts to try.” Elpida says. Despite this, a unanimous conclusion reached the two: The cay was quite cool to the touch and it just felt good. Plus, they were trapped under a huge blanket of shade. They ultimately decided to stay and sink deeper; even go under. As they sink in the clay, their pantyhose continues to be coated, and the feeling is absorbed by the sisters.

Halfway past the thighs, Elpida and Adalinda motioned their hips a bit to make the clay reach their luscious hips and butts. As their butts weren’t covered completely as the front was, they were left exposed to the clay as if it were lapping at them like the waves of a river, or lake. Still, it was a good escape from the sun’s heat, and it was not long before Elpida started immersing herself in the clay’s feeling, not bothering to remove her pantyhose bodysuit.

Adalinda was intent on removing hers but… Neither she, nor Elpida brought spare clothing today like they and their many other siblings would, so thus, she would be stark naked. “I knew I should’ve brought clean clothes with us…” She muttered. “Don’t be such a hardcase,” Elpida said. “Just enjoy it.” She stroked Adalinda’s cheek with some of the cool clay as it slowly sucked their pantyhose clad bodies down. This made Adalinda relent and relax as they sink.

Elpida went as far as to start rubbing the clay on Adalinda’s arms, who thus returned the favor by rubbing it on her shoulders, just missing the exposed cleavage on her. Adalinda also slapped some clay on Elpida’s butt as well. “Hey, easy on the butt.” Elpida said. “Sorry,” Adalinda replied. “I just had to.” Elpida just nodded. “Better you than some skirt chasers I met…” She said. In any case, the rubbing continued, as did their descent in the clay.

Adalinda incited some of her earth magic to make the clay spread more evenly on their bodies, and they both were just in love with it. “Ah this feels good…” Adalinda sighs. “Really good…” Elpida adds. By now, their pantyhose bodysuits may very well be halfway ruined, but these were specially made to be sinking friendly. So it really didn’t matter in the end. As Adalinda’s opinion on the bodysuit changed a little, she saw fit to go deeper and deeper.

As the clay sucked their butts and hips under, Elpida and Adalinda didn’t stop rubbing clay on each other. Elpida got her sister’s shoulders and Adalinda fully painted Elpida’s arms in return for the other way around when Elpida did Adalinda’s arms, and Adalinda did Elpida’s shoulder. Though they finished with a small rub to each other’s neck, this didn’t stop the indulging of the clay. It wasn’t long before they felt the clay begin pushing against them.

As this happened, Elpida and Adalinda flushed a deep red and crossed their arms as if in annoyance of the situation. But they weren’t exactly annoyed, just taking in the sensation. And once they reached their bellybuttons, they uncrossed their arms to resume enjoying the clay hugging them so tightly within its amazingly sticky grasp. Elpida and Adalinda tried to move in the clay some, but their movement was restricted to the point they can’t move at all.

“Stickier than we thought it was…” Adalinda notes. “Not to mention so thick…” Elpida adds. The thickness explained why they sank so slowly. It sure added to the enjoyment of their slow descent into the clay. Passing their bellybuttons, the two came halfway up to their big breasts before noting that the thickness of the clay was being somewhat of a burden. It was getting harder to sink. “I don’t want to leave until I’ve a full coating.” Elpida says.

“This clay will do wonders for the hair,” Adalinda said. “I want a good ample amount of clay in it…” As Elpida churned the clay beneath the surface, thus making herself and Adalinda sink a bit faster, but remaining at a steady pace, she let a glob of clay in her sister’s hair, and Adalinda started to run it through her long hair. At this point, she barely minded the clay trying to seep into her pantyhose bodysuit, whether successful or not. She just cared for the clay itself.

Something Elpida took note of, feeling the same way. But, it was in no way akin to Elysia for instance. These two enjoyed a good sink, but Elysia takes the enjoyment a bit more as she’s often the most eager to find sinking spots. Elpida, Adalinda, and others however, don’t actively seek spots out, but enjoy them when they can. The clay reaches their breasts, cupping them in a gentle manner, but it’s here they stay afloat. At least for the time being that is.

With so much cleavage exposed at the top, the clay was unhindered from oozing in between their breasts as the goop started to pull them down as much as it could. “This is so invasive…” Adalinda shuddered. “But at least it’s nice…” Elpida says, making Adalinda feel somewhat better about it. Still, if they could, they’d let their breasts out, exposing their nipples to the air. They had the idea in place but didn’t act on it. It was something saved for another time.

The clay slowly sucked their breasts down, yet Elpida and Adalinda can’t help but give the clay a helping hand by gently wiggling and jiggling the clay as best they could. As Elpida got into this, she squished her breasts a bit and made clay shoot up from her cleavage. Although she noticed almost after the squirt she made hit her right breast. “Oh, wow…” She simply said. “Are you a clay fountain now?” Adalinda jokingly asked. “No,” Elpida answered. “It just happened.”

Either way, both had some fun squirting clay from up their breast cleavage for as long as they could. Which probably as long as they had hoped. As their breasts began to vanish, the window for the clay squirting has closed and so that fun had come to an end for the time being. As they reached shoulder deep, Adalinda attempted to raise her hand and use her geomancy on the ground behind them. She managed and with a dose of magic, made a line of roots pop up.

After creating an escape route, her hand was swallowed back by the thick and sticky clay. As the clay reached their shoulders, surely to goodness Adalinda and Elpida should be feeling tired. Their pantyhose bodysuits laced with the sticky clay that had them so deep now, barely able to move, but Adalinda and Elpida remained okay. They were much sturdier than they appeared despite the fact they both were magic focused. Soon, their shoulders disappeared.

The clay skipped their necks and went straight for their chins. As they hit this depth, Elpida tilted her head back while Adalinda kept hers upright. The clay slowly began to roll over their beautiful faces as Adalinda reached her nose, and Elpida’s ears vanished. Adalinda saw fit to blow bubbles in the clay as if enjoying a jacuzzi bath. Only this jacuzzi bath was cool & sticky, not hot & wet. The clay soon completely rolled over Elpida’s face, pushing her under.

It was not long before Adalinda herself was sucked below herself. As the indents left behind by the ½ mermaid sisters bubble, it looked as if they had met a sunken fate beneath the sticky clay, but it was not to be so. There was no way they were going to drown here today, or any day. Elpida and Adalinda broke the surface as the latter snagged the root she had summoned and shook the clay off her head with Elpida close behind, doing the same thing.

As Sage Knight & Miko tug on the root, the clay proved to be tougher than anticipated. Adalinda found this out as she makes her way forward, pulling on the root with all her might alongside Elpida. When their hips and butts broke the surface, the clay held them down tighter still. “I’m not quitting.” Adalinda said. “I’m not about to let the clay win.” Elpida said. As the two try again after their first attempt was thwarted, the root itself snapped apart from the stress.

But Adalinda simply renewed the root with her magic, making it good as new, and sturdier than before. Still, while Elpida barely had problems her own, she did lose her grip a few times along the way. The clay proved to be a valiant fighter, but alas Adalinda and Elpida beat its thick & sticky grip and escape it with their curvaceous pantyhose clad bodies covered in the light-yellow jungle clay. As the two return home, Adalinda had a small change of heart.

“This isn’t so bad,” Adalinda said, commenting on her pantyhose bodysuit. “Although… I would prefer sleeping in it instead.” Elpida just giggled. “I told you,” She said. “It’s not so bad once you get used to it.” Adalinda just nodded and kept walking with Elpida. Upon returning home, Elysia was there on the front porch to greet them. “Elysia?” Elpida said. “How was your trip to the jungle?” The Shaman asked. “It was… good.” Adalinda answered hesitantly.

Elysia saw just how coated their bodies were, smirked, and lightly licked her lips. “I see my pantyhose bodysuits held up in the yummy clay.” She goes onto say. “They did,” Said Elpida. “Although you could’ve told us clay would’ve seeped into them.” She adds with a crossing of her arms. “And ruin the surprise?” Elysia said. “Au contraire! That’s the fun of it!” Adalinda scoffed. “Whatever…” She said. “May I take this off now?” She then asks.

Elysia pondered for a moment. “Yeah, you can.” She answered. Adalinda heads in through another way through the house so as to avoid tracking clay on the floor. “She mentioned she’d keep it for sleeping mostly.” Elpida notes to Elysia. “Did she?” Elysia asks. “I had foreseen she would.” Elpida just nodded. “You’re never short of visions…” She said. “Anyway, I’m keeping this myself,” Elpida goes on. “But I’m not wearing it without my clothes again.”

Elysia nodded as Elpida also headed inside. The shaman seems to have played her sisters like a fiddle into wearing those pantyhose bodysuits, but they simply couldn’t have said no to her after all. Besides, it was no wonder she put such hard work into making them. That said, it wasn’t exactly known if Elysia would make more of those bodysuits, but if she did, there’s no telling who else would receive one. Yet one thing remained clear as mud.

She at least got an honest opinion from both Elpida and Adalinda, and she had no doubt they’d wear them again, even if Adalinda wasn’t totally crazy about it.

Adalinda, Elpida, Elysia: Me

[JSample]

A very enjoyable sinking story, Black Clay Lord. I especially enjoyed reading how Adalinda and Elpida turned their cleavage into clay fountains for as long as they could. Thanks.

[Black Clay Lord]

A very enjoyable sinking story, Black Clay Lord. I especially enjoyed reading how Adalinda and Elpida turned their cleavage into clay fountains for as long as they could. Thanks.

Thank you. I feel that is an opportunity NEVER to be missed when you've got a boatload of cleavage exposed.

[DJlurker]

Not bad, but I have no idea what the ladies look like other than the clothes they wear. You should at least give a description of their eye and hair color/style. Still, it was a fun story to read.

[Huffmi2676]

bravo

[Black Clay Lord]

Not bad, but I have no idea what the ladies look like other than the clothes they wear. You should at least give a description of their eye and hair color/style. Still, it was a fun story to read.

Thanks.

[Black Clay Lord]

bravo

Thank you.

[JSample]

I also appreciated how you gave some details about their eventual escape and what they had to go through to achieve it.

[Black Clay Lord]

I also appreciated how you gave some details about their eventual escape and what they had to go through to achieve it.

Well I certainly did go through a creative phase on that part. :p