Mired Mermaid Mother (M)

[Black Clay Lord]

Another story done.

I meant to do this for Mother's Day and as part of Mermay.

But with the hardships that happened, I couldn't finish in time.

But better late than never, so here it is all done now.
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One shiny day, in the middle of a near-perfect Spring spell, Palutena Socrates had opted to have a nice clay bath in one of Olympus’s finer dried out lakebeds. The lakebeds of Olympus are always muddy and sported miles upon miles of clay beneath their surface. She had a great appreciation for sinking in locations that reminded her of her old undersea home of Atlantis. Specifically, wetlands & any tidal areas that had ounces of deep mud around their margins.

One of her favorites was one such dried up lakebed that was northeast of the Bentonite Beach itself. It was a lake that might not have seen water flood its basin for years. And when it did, the lake’s water would be absorbed by the vast amount of clay hidden beneath the ground or even deposited down into a nearby delta. The family called it the Fluffy Bentonite Lake as for most of the time, the small lake fills greatly, then winds up losing all of its trapped water.

But today, Palutena opted to visit the lake anyway. Wearing only of her finest quicksand friendly bikinis, she left the house by herself and started her trek down. She knew the way by heart as she had gone down with some of her daughters several times before. Ordinarily that’d be the case, and even with her husband. But she wanted the lakebed all to herself this time around. She couldn’t have chosen a better day for it either, for her timing was just beyond perfect.

The air was nice & crisp, and not a cloud hung in the sky either. Palutena would have this lovely day at the lake all to herself. Palutena didn’t take long to arrive at the lake. “And to think my husband brought me here to help me get used to sinking…” She said to herself. Palutena made certain to set up an escape route for herself, anchoring a rope on a stake that she thrust right into the ground. The stake’s stability showed perfectly as it wouldn’t move an inch now.

Satisfied, Palutena moved to the lakebed, carefully walking down the slope so as to avoid slipping & twisting an ankle. It didn’t take her long to reach the lakebed, noting how high its marshmallow-like surface had risen. The clay had a lot of water to absorb. It was going to be this high for a long while until it shrinks back down overtime. Palutena stood by the cracked surface, which had much bigger cracks than usual right now, revealing the grayish white clay underneath.

Even so, Palutena checked its consistency first, summoning a staff to lift up some of the clay in front of her. The silt appeared to be shallow with that thick marshmallow-like sticky clay resting underneath. In addition, Palutena noticed that much of the surface was getting revealed more & more by the minute as bubbles were rising. They showed no signs of stopping, but it didn’t deter Palutena in the slightest. She wanted her tidal clay sink and she was getting it.

Since the surface clay was rather warm & shallow, Palutena decided now was the best time to move forward across the lakebed, opting to get as close as she can to the heart of the bed. Moving forward, Palutena took notes on the clay sticking to her feet. She noted that the clay had strong but soft grip, even as it built up layers on her feet as she moved across the cracked bed, leaving craters of where she stepped behind her. However, Palutena’s movement began slowing.

Even so, she was not prepared for what happened next, for without warning, Palutena’s legs suddenly took a quick dip downward, causing her to gasp out in surprise as it happens. Before she realized what had happened, Palutena was already up to her knees in the soft thick tidal clay. Remaining motionless, she could feel the clay slowly solidify around her legs. She blushed deeply. The feeling of the clay on her legs was impossible to resist even for a minute.

“Maybe I should’ve brought Juni with me…” She says. “He’d love this…” But it was too late now as Palutena cannot turn back to rectify this. But
nevertheless, she was intent on having her private sink. Palutena pumped her legs, giving the impression of a half-hearted escape attempt. Slowly, the sticky marshmallow-like tidal clay crawled up her legs, engulfing more of her body in the process, sucking on her most succulent thighs all the while as she sinks down…

And soon, the clay surrounded Palutena’s hips, squeezing them in a strong but soft embrace… The clay even lapped at Palutena’s butt, making her already reddened face a bit redder. There were a lot of ways Palutena could describe the experience, but she was opting to maintain a silent appreciation approach instead. Her body language told the story. Palutena was enjoying how the clay was gripping her body. She loved it… And she can’t help but want more.

Palutena soon leaned forward, dipping her hands in the clay. Wanting to feel the tidal clay embrace her, she wiggled her hips, softening the clay’s grip. Sure it rubbed against her bare butt, but that was part of the enjoyment Palutena was feeling. Wiggling, she felt the clay slowly swallow her… Inch… By… Inch… “Steady as she goes…” Palutena murmured, allowing the clay to swallow her nice & slowly as she watched her bulbous butt disappear under the clay.

As her hips & butt slid beneath the tightly hugging sticky clay, Palutena realized that she was starting to float. It was getting harder to sink… Though Palutena was ordinarily fine with floating in quicksand, today she didn’t want that. No. She wanted to get completely mired in clay from head to toe. She wanted to get… Deeper… Deep beneath the sticky clay, Palutena pumped her legs, using the clay’s sucking grasp to draw herself further down into the thick sticky clay.

With each thrust of her legs, the clay aggressively gulped more of the beautiful mermaid’s body into its cool, thick, soft mass. And it wasn’t long before the clay encompassed her big breasts, arching intense waves of pleasure throughout her quivering body, and her quaking body loosened the clay even more, allowing her to slide even deeper still. Her muscles tightened in ecstasy as the clay started to roll up her lovely face… She was so deep now.

It was only now that she realized that she was going under, and go under… She did. Palutena could not feel an immediate bottom as she was claimed by the tidal clay within the lakebed she had sunk into. There was no light… No sound… Just her body writhing in pure ecstasy in thick, soft, sticky, squeezing clay… At this stage, an ordinary human would have their lungs start burning… They would also get lightheaded… But being a mermaid, however…

None of this happened to Palutena right away. It would take her hours to reach this level of urgency. Nevertheless, she swam up to the surface. There was no way she was going to wait until it felt like she was going to drown here. She clawed her way back to where her rope was, managing to use it to haul herself back to shore. But someone was there to greet her. “Mom?” Asked a voice. Palutena looked up. “Is that you, Pearl…?” Palutena asks. And Pearl nods.

“I came to see what you were up to.” She said. “I see now what it was.” Palutena nodded as her 20-year-old daughter helped Palutena out of the clay. And as Palutena was taken to be washed off, she decided that she would do this again, but on the wedding anniversary of her & her husband. Though she has time to warm up until then…

Palutena Socrates & Pearl Socrates: Me