Skinny Dipping in Quicksand (R)

[Black Clay Lord]

I had skinny dipping on my head, and this was the end result of it.

I was going to use my Fire Emblem OC Elysia for this one, but then I thought "I haven't done much with Hiltrude, she'd be perfect instead".
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18-year-old Hiltrude. She’s a fighter that can swing an axe like nobody’s business and has an eye for fan-service fashion. She’s always seen wearing anything that compliments her waist long brown hair and mud brown eyes. As far as outfits are concerned, she prefers anything that is skin-tight to the point she wears nothing but booty shorts in the Spring and Summer, along with tops that reveal a good deal of cleavage and show her midriff whenever possible.

Like anyone else, she enjoys a nice sink, but in her opinion, mirroring Elysia’s in a sense: The more skin exposed, the better. And like her: Hiltrude will actively skinny dip in quicksand when conditions are right. This is knowledge to us, but she still prefers to do it alone. Although there was one time where she found a spot that was so sticky she had to tell us about it. It all started one afternoon in the Spring. Hiltrude had finished up her routine on the farm field.

Exhausted, she parked herself on a recliner, taking it easy after much heavy lifting. She rather swing her axe to do some tasks, but there was nothing to chop today. So she had to settle with lifting. A rough thing if you’re a fighter who relies mostly on his or her axe alone. Hiltrude looked outside, seeing it was a beautiful day today. “I wonder ‘ow long this will last?” She says. “Time to find out.” With that, she turns the television on and switches to the weather channel.

She was in luck as one of her favorite meteorologists was giving today’s weather report. “And today temperatures are up in the balmy 65 to 70 range and you can expect cloud free sunshine all day until sunset.” Said the meteorologist. “All day until sunset?! ALL RIGHT!!!” Hiltrude excitedly proclaimed. She stood up, her precious F-Cup bosom bouncing some. “I think I’ll pay the Emerald Swamp a visit.” Hiltrude goes onto say. Her mind set, she turned the TV off.

Happy as a clam, she went and set herself up for her trip to the swamp. Before finishing however, she left a note telling where she was going and would be back soon. With that said & done, Hiltrude left the house. Heading to her right, she knew exactly which way to go to reach the Emerald Swamp. The swamp is so named because the trees had leaves that glistened like the gemstone of the same name, and it even had said gemstones within the quicksand pits, too.

Armed with a Brave Axe, Hiltrude trekked the path to the Emerald Swamp. Although Olympia was a peaceful realm that can never be taken over by evil forces, one still needed to be on their guard, even around here as there were still bandits that would loot traveling merchants, ruffians in the city that think nothing of trying to steal your money, and of course: Monsters. The nasty kind in addition to the friendlier peace-loving monster girls.

Of course, Hiltrude was no fool. She always brought a weapon with her just to be on the safe side. She hardly encountered monsters on her way to a spot to sink in, but it pays to be on your guard rather than pay the price for being defenseless. As Hiltrude arrives at the Emerald Swamp, she knew that she was in for a muddy treat. And she was in luck: No trolls or orcs to deal with, but still. She kept her axe handy. “Time to have me a mud bath.” She says.

As Hiltrude makes her way through the swamp, she took the time to admire the scenery around her, while watching her footing. She wasn’t keen on just sinking in quicksand. No, today, she wanted it sticky. Extremely sticky. So, using her axe handle as a guide, she dipped the safe end into any patch of quicksand she could see to test them. The first few were rather shallow, and not all that grasping. No doubt a disappointment if you want it with extra gripping power.

Hiltrude nonetheless kept scanning the pools for her ideal spot today, making sure to polish her axe’s handle before using it for further testing. She was not one for giving up however, as she had the patience to remain in the swamp until she found her ideal pit and sink in it. Finally, she finds a pit and upon testing it… Her axe was just about claimed by it. “Ah! Let go!” Hiltrude exclaimed, tugging on her axe as it sinks down some, almost taking Hiltrude, too.

But Hiltrude beat the suction of the quicksand and with a powerful yank, thrust her axe out of the quicksand. The axe landed harmlessly behind Hiltrude. Hiltrude stumbled a bit after freeing her axe before correcting herself. “Wow, that was sticky…” She says to herself, before letting a smile appear. “Perfect.” She goes onto say. With her pit selected, she first made sure no one else was around. Namely satyrs. The last thing she needed was a satyr spying on her.

Or worse: Taking advantage of how stuck she will be just to have their way. Hiltrude checked each possible hiding spot for any sign of the ½ man, ½ goat beasts. She was in luck. There was no sign of them in the swamp today. Not only did she pick the best day, she also chose the best time to be alone in the Emerald Swamp. There will be no need for bloodshed should it come to that today. With a sigh of relief, Hiltrude turns back to the quicksand.

She began to undo her boots so she could remove them, and that was followed by the removal of her socks. Hiltrude then proceeded to take her top off, which was easily done since this was one of those button-up tops she had on first. When that was off, off came the halter top she had on beneath it, freeing her bra clad breasts, making them bounce as a result. Next came her short shorts, which she wiggled out of in a sexy manner, revealing a pink thong underneath.

Hiltrude soon undid her bra, freeing her breasts more, exposing the nipples to the air around her. “Feels good to let the puppies out…” She sighs, massaging her breasts a little. Finally, she strips herself of her thong panties, setting them with her stacked clothes. As she’ll be needing a way to escape later, she takes hold of her axe and chops off a piece of a fallen log and anchors it into the earth near the quicksand. With her anchor in place, she enters the quicksand.

Hiltrude prodded the bubbling quicksand a bit with her foot. It appeared to be nice & goopy on top, with an even layer of mud underneath. This is what made the quicksand so extremely sticky. Satisfied with her discovery on the sticky mystery, Hiltrude bravely takes her steps onto the quicksand itself. Incidentally, she began to slow down after she left the edge, before her bare feet sank into the quicksand, putting her to her ankles in an instant.

The quicksand had claimed Hiltrude’s feet for now, and with her ankles following suit, she began to be slowly swallowed by the quicksand. Having claimed her feet already, it sucked on Hiltrude’s legs. “Do I taste that good to you?” Hiltrude teasingly asked the quicksand. But the only answer she got was the bubbles it emitted non-stop. “I’ll take the bubbles as a yes.” She then giggled. And as she went down, she remained motionless, letting the quicksand take it time.

Though despite having the heart in letting the quicksand take its time, Hiltrude couldn’t help but give it a helping hand by slowly moving her legs within it to sink a bit faster. In gently wiggling her legs a bit, the quicksand went up her calves to the halfway mark on them, closing in on her knees. Hiltrude took note of how the quicksand stretched with her legs every time she lifted them within its grasp. “Ooh, now that’s a good grip…” She says to herself.

Not moving her legs any further, she let the quicksand take its time again, gulping her legs down to the knees soon. At her knees, Hiltrude grabbed one of her thick juicy thighs and tugged a little as if attempting to escape early. But… She never put any effort into escaping yet. “I never understand why people, namely girls, do this once knee deep,” Hiltrude says. “Oh well, anything to help me get deeper.” She was proud of her strong legs, and why wouldn’t she be?

Strong legs were a must if you needed to run about on the battlefield, and just as necessary when swinging something as heavy as an axe. A Brave Axe however, wasn’t all that heavy, but still. As the quicksand rolled over Hiltrude’s knees, a blush started to appear on her face. The quicksand was now sucking on her succulent thighs, and she welcomed how the suction felt. “So warm & sticky…” The sexy fighter cooed as she sank deeper still.

As her thighs disappeared, Hiltrude saw fit to try and help the quicksand take her deeper a bit more, but this time, she opted not to. She did however, play with how sticky the quicksand was. She did this by grabbing her thighs and again tried to lift her legs up. Although she had minimal success as her knees were already very much mired beneath the quicksand now and so couldn’t bend them easily. Before long, she was halfway past her thick thighs now.

And bubbles began splattering on her big butt. “Hey watch it!” Hiltrude exclaimed as she shielded her butt from the bubbles. But it was futile as she needed her hands above the surface for a while. Even then, she couldn’t argue the feeling of the bubbles popping on her butt tickled some. She welcomed the sensation openly, even more so once she reached her hips in the quicksand. It proceeded to even touch her in between the legs. An inevitable moment to be sure.

Despite this, Hiltrude indulged no further than simply slowly wiggling her hips against the quicksand, letting it encompass her hips & butt as well. Despite her wiggling, the quicksand wasn’t aggravated into swallowing her deeper more. However, it does swallow her a small bit, starting to take her hips & butt down, as if savoring their plump forms. Something Hiltrude appreciated. “Oh yes, savor me…” She said in a seductively melting voice.

As she slowed her hip movement, the quicksand bubbled more, splattering her butt with the very mud it was composed of, and even around Hiltrude’s bellybutton, too. The quicksand soon engulfed Hiltrude’s hips & butt whole, reaching her naval within seconds, and Hiltrude continues to enjoy the sensation of being swallowed by the quicksand itself. Hiltrude couldn’t help but draw a smiley face on her belly, using her nipples as the eyes rather than painting two.

This was probably done to make it seem more… Lively. Looking down to the quicksand, Hiltrude could see her bellybutton was about gone, and her smile that she painted on her belly would soon be one with the quicksand itself. “Easy come easy go…” She muttered. Still, she kept enjoying the suction of the quicksand as it pulled her down more & more, all the she never moved a muscle again, once again allowing the quicksand to take its time.

Despite this, Hiltrude would still occasionally move her legs underneath the quicksand to help her descent. But, the quicksand was so sticky that, even for her, moving them was a challenge. As the quicksand got closer to her ample breasts, she continued to keep her arms above the surface for as long as she could. And she gave her legs pause, too. She needed to conserve energy for later. Still, it was hard work keeping her arms held above the quicksand.

They soon tired and Hiltrude surrendered them to the quicksand, knowing that she’ll be able to break out of the quicksand’s sticky grip. “Have to muster my strength…” She sighs. As she relaxes her arms, a soothing sigh escaped her lips, as if she felt she were being lovingly cradled and caressed by the quicksand. In a sense; she was. The quicksand felt warm, and in the shade, it was pretty cool. And Hiltrude welcomed its warmth wholeheartedly.

Her arms disappear into the quicksand, leaving just her hands resting on the surface as she reached her breasts. And given that her breasts were fully exposed, they had an extra touch of sensitivity to them, but it wasn’t that much higher than normal. Hiltrude tries to paint her breasts to give the quicksand a head start when it starts to suck them under, but quickly found her arms couldn’t move much. “Come on, now, don’t be stubborn!” Exclaimed Hiltrude.

With a few ounces of her might, she tugged on her arms the best she could until they came out easily. “There we go!” She said. Gathering some of the goop surrounding her, Hiltrude rubbed the muddy quicksand on her breasts to make them nice & muddied. And she did this just in time as well. The quicksand has begun to pull her down a bit more, and Hiltrude’s breasts were keeping her afloat. But they wouldn’t be able to do so for much longer.

With her wholesome bosom as green as the muddy quicksand she was in, she considered her job complete and allowed the quicksand to reclaim her arms. This time around, her hands went with them. As Hiltrude’s breasts began to go down themselves, Hiltrude squeezed her breasts unknowingly, making some of the quicksand shoot up from her cleavage. “What? Did I do that?” She asked herself, before she did it again. “Ooh, that’s fun~.” She giggled.

Hiltrude takes the time to make the most of this moment, having some fun in making her cleavage a quicksand fountain of sorts. Hiltrude even got her hands to break the surface to help in this fun time. She squirted muddy quicksand from her cleavage for as long as she could, which wasn’t for very long as the quicksand engulfed her breasts fully, sending a wave of pleasure through Hiltrude’s body. At her shoulders, she looked completely flustered with herself.

“I might’ve underestimated how good this felt…” She pants. In a way, she did. Swamp quicksand was known to be a bit more mesmerizing than other quicksand, and even more so when one was naked in it. As Hiltrude herself has found out. Still, she had the heart to let it take her down into it fully. The quicksand rolled over her shoulders, reaching her chin, creeping against her beautiful face. Her forelocks resting on the surface, but not for long.

As her forelocks begin to sink under, Hiltrude tilted her head back, as if to glance at the sky for a moment or two. She saw no clouds forming yet, which made her happy. “I couldn’t have picked a better day for this…” She said happily with a soft moan. As the quicksand begins to roll over her face, Hiltrude tilts her head forward, she lets the quicksand take her mouth, sinking her to her nose. At this point, she can’t tilt her head back again easily.

But it didn’t matter anyway. Hiltrude closed her eyes, resigning herself to her momentary fate of becoming one with the quicksand she fell in love with the moment she stepped into it. To signify her affection for it, she blew bubbles into it to join with the many other bubbles the quicksand itself had been producing non-stop. Still, Hiltrude opened her eyes for a moment give the landscape one last glance before closing them again, waiting for the inevitable.

She did not have to wait long as the quicksand swallowed what remained of Hiltrude above the surface, pulling her down into its sticky depths below. She sinks deep below as the indent left behind bubbles repeatedly. Hiltrude rested beneath the surface, which helped her regain her strength. Enough to beat the stickiness of the quicksand and swim back up. Breaking the surface, she let out a gasp, welcoming the oxygen back into her lungs.

But being ½ mermaid, she could hold her breath beneath the surface for a very long time, longer than ordinary humans could. “It’s time I got out.” Said Hiltrude as she makes for the edge of the quicksand. The same edge she started on. But this in itself was difficult. The quicksand was still at its stickiest and so did not let go easily. But Hiltrude had strong arms & legs and could rip away from the sticky grip easily, but then again, even she had troubles.

As Hiltrude reached the edge, she spotted a root and began to tug on it. And that root was right by her axe even. If she could reach her anchored axe, she’d be out in no time. However, as Hiltrude pulls herself to her hips, the quicksand once again displayed its sticky grip on her. As Hiltrude tries to force herself out of its grip, the quicksand just pulled her back down into it. “Look, I enjoyed being in you,” Said Hiltrude. “But I’ve a family that needs me!”

Still, she tried to force herself out of the grip again and again, but then she stopped after being snapped back into the quicksand to her hips for the 5th time in a row. “O…kay, that’s getting me nowhere.” Said Hiltrude. “Maybe if I move my hips slowly…” Hiltrude attempts to wiggle her hips gently, and her plan pays off. The quicksand’s grip on her loosened, and Hiltrude manages to get a hold of her anchored brave axe, using it to pull herself free in no time.

After escaping, Hiltrude found a stream and cleaned herself of the quicksand that had held her, then dried herself off and got dressed again. Hiltrude was just about to stroll through the swamp to see the Rainbow Clay Cave at the end, but then her stomach growled. She placed her hand on it, then shook her head. “Never travel on an empty stomach.” She then says. With that, Hiltrude decides to put any further travel plans on hold and return home.

As Hiltrude returns home, she reflects on her experience in the quicksand. It was sticky, yes, but in the end: It helped her grow stronger. So if one wanted to challenge her, watch out. Hiltrude can take, and she certainly can dish it.

Hiltrude: Me

[DJlurker]

That was very nicely done!

[JSample]

A very nice, descriptive story, Black Clay Lord. I especially enjoyed the detail you put into Hiltrude's long, slow sink into the sticky ooze, her struggles to move against it's grip, and her determination to pull herself free. And I couldn't help but to picture Hiltrude as looking like the brown-haired, nude woman in Viridian's "Skinny Dip" image from several weeks ago!

[Black Clay Lord]

That was very nicely done!

Much obliged.

[Black Clay Lord]

A very nice, descriptive story, Black Clay Lord. I especially enjoyed the detail you put into Hiltrude's long, slow sink into the sticky ooze, her struggles to move against it's grip, and her determination to pull herself free. And I couldn't help but to picture Hiltrude as looking like the brown-haired, nude woman in Viridian's "Skinny Dip" image from several weeks ago!

Thanks. With this, I felt it was for the best to describe the sink in each aspect from the ankles up. :p

[JSample]

Thanks. With this, I felt it was for the best to describe the sink in each aspect from the ankles up. :p

The more detail, the better!