65sinking's Daz Creations (New upload 1st April 2026)

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Thank you! Yes I'm always tempted to turn my one-off images into an entire series, but I have so many ideas and so little time. I can't keep indulging every little impulse, or else my stories will never get written.

I can relate. I have probably two dozen projects in varying states of completion, and find it hard to focus on one until it's finished.

So... which one did you prefer? Pleasure or peril? And any favourites in particular?

I can't decide cause I like both scenarios. I'm most inclined to think at first they are enjoying themselves, and then the reality of their predicament suddenly hits them—just as they go under. And then maybe they emerge several seconds later and say something to the effect of: "that was fun!"

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I can relate. I have probably two dozen projects in varying states of completion, and find it hard to focus on one until it's finished.

I haven't tried to count all the projects I've started but haven't finished yet, let alone those that still only exist as ideas in my head. Then a new idea pops up in my head and I simply have to prioritise that one first instead of all the others.

I can't decide cause I like both scenarios. I'm most inclined to think at first they are enjoying themselves, and then the reality of their predicament suddenly hits them—just as they go under. And then maybe they emerge several seconds later and say something to the effect of: "that was fun!"

Oh yes that's how I operate as well. I did start out preferring peril, although pleasure is also really enjoyable, especially if an element of danger is mixed in. For some of my OCs, their first encounter with quicksand happens when they fall in and almost drown, and they develop a fetish for sinking only some time later. Whereas for at least one of my OCs, she discovers that she has a quicksand fetish, deliberately seeks it out and tries to sink, but underestimated the risks...

And funny you should mention the re-emerging. That actually kind of fits a lot of the lore I've created for my OCs. Now if I only I could lock in and finish the important stories.

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Continuing Michelle's story...

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Michelle closed her eyes. This is it, she thought. This is how I'm going to die, drowning in this mud, while Jeff watches me go under. She felt the muck kiss the corners of her mouth.

Beneath the surface, she still slowly tugged at her arms, but to no avail. Despite her dire situation, a part of her refused to give up; there was a chance that she could still escape and crawl out of here. If only she could free her hands...

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Michelle tried to focus on her breathing; she knew that time had all but run out for her, but maybe she could still break the mud's hold on her and escape this horrible fate.

How long could she hold her breath, she thought as she continued to sink.

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She was going under, no matter what she did. Michelle wasn't ready to surrender just yet. Yet, even as she desperately tried to keep her head up, she couldn't ignore the part of her that had already admitted defeat.

"Is this really how it ends?"

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Meanwhile, Jeff had stopped taunting Michelle, but he was still staring at her face as the mud continued to swallow her up.

The sight of his ex-girlfriend sinking in the mud to her death was incredibly arousing, and Jeff began rubbing himself.

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Those of you who follow my updates on DeviantArt, Bluesky, Pixiv and Discord will know that over the past week, I've been posting renders of my OCs dressed up for Chinese New Year. You can check them out here, for example.

Well Natalie, Hailey, Stacey, Victoria, Carrie, Cynthia, and Michelle finally get a chance to meet up and relax after a few hectic days of Chinese New Year visiting. Hopefully the stains will come out in the wash.

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...What? Did you really think I wasn't going to make my OCs sink after I went through all the trouble of dressing them up?

Also, this is the first time I'm featuring all 7 of my OCs together in a single scene. My laptop is now begging for mercy.

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Michelle tried her best to take slow, deep breaths. I won’t give up, she told herself, even as she felt herself continue to sink a little deeper in the thick, grey clay. This can't be how it ends.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl, as she took another breath. All she could hear was the hungry gurgling of the mud in her ears, and the steady pounding of her heart.

Michelle looked up at the sky. It's such a beautiful day, she thought.

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Then, a tiny sliver of hope. Michelle's slow and persistent attempts to free her arms were showing signs of progress. Beneath the surface, she could feel the muck loosening its grip on her hands. She could move her fingers a little. Her heart leapt.

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Not today, she told herself. I am not going to submerge and drown in this horrible clay pit, while my awful ex watches. She wriggled her fingers, and moved her hands a little. But progress was painfully slow; she didn't dare make any sudden movements.

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"You look so hot right now," Jeff knew that Michelle couldn't hear him, but he didn't care. The sight of her floundering in the slurry was giving him so much pleasure, and he continued to rub his bulge, eagerly anticipating what was to come.

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Join Me?

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Fulfilling another request, this time from Mr. 7-21, who asked to see Stacey in a sexy jogging outfit sinking in some mud along the riverbank. She's all ready to give you a hug too...

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Michelle choked back another sob, as she felt the thick, grey clay creep upwards ever so slightly, swallowing up more of her upturned face. How much longer did she have before she went under?

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Please… she tried to raise her arms through the heavy muck. If she could free her hands, maybe… just maybe, she could claw her way out of this terrible deathtrap. But would she able to do so before she submerged? She had to try. She couldn't give up.

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Michelle sobbed again, as she fought against the muck that was all too ready to consume her. She continued to slowly lift her arms. But she knew that even this slightest of movements was causing her to sink faster. Please, please let me escape this.

Time seemed to slow down. Michelle focused on her breathing as she continued to raise her arms, while trying not to give in to the growing urge to panic, even as she knew she was moments from slipping beneath the oozing surface. She could do this.

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Meanwhile, Jeff was thoroughly enjoying himself, as he closed his eyes briefly, savouring the sounds of the gurgling mud, and Michelle’s frightened breathing. He had hoped to fuck her one last time, but this? This was a whole new level of pleasure.