Deep within the heart of a remote tropical jungle, there resided a small tribe of natives. This tribe was nothing too special, the only noteworthy detail being that they're all females. However, a large number of them are born as hermaphrodites, or futanari, and as such, that is how they continue to produce offspring. They have few troubles living in the wild, only having quarrels with predatory animals or other typical dangers one may find in the jungle. One of these dangers has always been quicksand, an ever-present threat which seems to always find its way into any kind of ecosystem. Our story begins with one local who happened to encounter this very hazard.
Mira was a young woman from her tribe. She didn't have too many friends and she didn't have any particular skills that could benefit the village. She was actually quite average in that regard. Her only noteworthy trait was being born a hermaphrodite. One of her frequent hobbies was exploring and finding new things out in the wilds. She loved seeing all kinds of flora and fauna in the rainforest, and you couldn't blame her - the village was a bit boring. She was always intrigued by the stories her fellow tribes people spoke of, of their adventures in the wilderness and all of the danger and excitement that followed. Out of all the stories she'd heard, one really piqued her interest. One involving a tale of quicksand: living earth that would swallow someone whole in only a few minutes.
Mira never really believed in the existence of quicksand, she always thought it was only a myth to keep the children from wandering outside the safety of the village. After all, how could something like that really exist? One day she left home on one of her normal walks and decided to finally settle things. She set out in search of quicksand, if it was even real. She took a different route than her usual, instead meandering off the path and into the thick of the jungle. She headed in the direction rumored to contain the so-called quicksand, wandering through the underbrush. As she walked she figured it couldn't hurt to explore where she'd never been, if her findings were fruitless she would just go back to the village before nightfall.
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As she kept pushing through the foilage, Mira eventually reached a clearing. Within the clearing she could see a wooden sign depicting a skull, sitting right next to none other than a brown, bubbling pit of quicksand. Mira couldn't believe her eyes - she actually found what she was looking for. She excitedly grabbed a nearby branch and plunged it into the shifting surface of the quicksand. The branch was quickly devoured as the quicksand let out a satisfied gurgle in its wake. Mira could only stare in awe as the branch disappeared in no more than a short moment. Feeling more curious, she grabbed a new branch, this one taller than herself, and stuck it in the quicksand too. She wiggled it around as it sank, feeling a bit of resistance as she pushed and pulled it up and down, until only a little bit was visible at the top. She now pulled the stick out completely with little effort, and compared it to her own height - the mud coating was taller. Now she was really curious.
Mira stepped out of her sandals onto the grass surrounding the muck, hesitating before gently dipping one foot into it. After seeing there wasn't much resistance to pull her foot out, she set her other foot in the mud as well. She slowly stood up before taking a few careful steps around the quicksand. The mud felt incredibly soothing on her sore feet, and she relished the smooth sensation, knowing she could safely step out at any time. As she stood there, she could feel herself sinking into the bubbling muck, not sure what to do next. As she was sinking past her knees, some of the bubbles ended up popping and splattering up her thighs, some even just barely reaching her intimate areas.
The sensation of gently sliding deeper into the silky smooth liquid earth was oddly arousing to Mira. Perhaps it was because of her increased sex drive as a futanari. As the muck crept up her thighs, her pussy began to drip and her cock began to swell. As her cock grew hard, it rose up and was now poking out from under her skirt. As the mire was at the top of her thighs, her erection was now even beginning to throb and dribble pre-cum. Suddenly, her pussy was touching the muck, which rapidly increased her stimulation tenfold. It was only a short moment before the quicksand reached the base of her cock, when her tension finally released - she reached orgasm without even touching herself. Her cock began pumping out a huge load of cum onto the surface of the quicksand.
Spurt after spurt of hot semen was wrung out of Mira's cock. Her cock was fully engulfed in the muck now, the sensation was overwhelming. As she came, her body shivered in delight, which only caused her descent to quicken slightly. As she finally calmed down from the high of her orgasm, she promptly removed her top, revealing her large breasts to the humid air. She coated her hands in mud before her fingers made their way to her luscious chest. Sinking past her midriff, she slathered mud onto her chest and began groping them as she was now beginning to push her hips forward and backward to thrust her cock into the quicksand. Mira was only sinking past her ribs when she could feel a second orgasm stirring.
As her breasts reached the surface of the muck, she immediately lost control of herself to a second, much more intense orgasm. Waves of pleasure washed over her full body as she experienced complete bliss in the center of the quicksand pit. As she regained her senses, she came to realization of just how deep she was. She hadn't even realized how she'd get out; she was too focused on pleasure that she was far too deep to pull herself out. She reached her arms around, trying to find anything solid, but all she could feel around her was the thick mud. She attempted to kick her legs, but there also wasn't any solid ground below her either. She was already sinking past her shoulders and nearing her neck when she realized just how big of a mistake it was to come here.
As the muck bubbled around her chin, tears began to well in her eyes. She was going to die here, just like in the story she was told by her tribe. And even though she knew of how she was going to die, she couldn't stop her body from feeling pleasure from the quicksand's stimulation. Her cock was still hard, despite how scared she was. Mira took one final deep breath as her face was swallowed by the hungry quicksand. The only thing she could feel was endless muck in all directions, squeezing her whole body and bringing it down into its seemingly endless depths. Her arm broke the surface of the quicksand, fingers splayed, reaching up for any kind of saving grace - but there was nothing. As she continued sinking deeper, her hand followed suit, and was sucked in with her too.
Even as she was running out of air, she couldn't shake the feeling of the quicksand swirling around her erect cock. Her lungs begged for mercy, filling her chest with pain, yet her cock was at the brink of orgasm. She couldn't bear it anymore, and opened her mouth for a breath, only to be met with thick muck that filled it and began sliding into her throat. The quicksand slithered through her airway and flooded her lungs as she strained for any air. Even as she was drowning, the tension in her cock finally released, as she experienced the most mind-shattering orgasm ever, only to promptly lose consciousness in the bottomless abyss that was the quicksand.
A slew of bubbles popped on the surface of the quicksand, marking the end of Mira. Mira never returned to her village later that day. A team of fellow tribes people searched all of the nearby jungle, only to come up empty handed. Only a few days later did they find any sign of her, in fact. Her sandals were spotted sitting beside the same unforgiving pit of quicksand that claimed her very life, only hinting at what might have happened...
Some notes about this writing: I've always found it a bit odd there's very little quicksand content of any kind featuring futanari. I'm not exactly sure why people rarely combine the two fetishes. This story is pretty much my dream scenario. I suppose I could make something like this into a series if I really want, the world is easily reusable. As I said, I appreciate all feedback, so tell me your opinions please!
