Quicky Sanders: Day Off

[Viridian]

It was meant to be a simple day off. No meetings, no secret gangs, and no perils. Victoria really just wanted to give Sanders a day where she can just be a normal person, without any snooping around for conspiracies and plots, and so it was a road trip to the beach. Knowing that their plans tended to go awry, they were relieved to find that the day progressed without incident. At least, until they got back to the car. They caught a young man breaking into their car, helping himself to some of their belongings. Sanders was first to respond and give chase, with Victoria trailing behind. The thief was very elusive, knowing the beach front quite well, disappearing between rocks and dunes. Barefoot, the girls had to be more careful with where they stepped, slowing them down. Victoria finally caught up to her friend, but they had lost sight of the thief.

"I'm pretty sure he went that way," Sanders said pointing to an opening in the rocky cliff face. "The footprints lead straight into it."

Victoria had a bad feeling about this. Not only because she had narrowly missed out on a day without action, but this looked like the sort of situation Sanders found herself in. As they approached the cave, the sand became very soft and their feet sank into the thick, gloopy sand.

"Are you sure?" she asked Sanders. "This looks like it's filled with quicksand."

"Then he's got to be trapped in there," Sanders replied. "We'll get him."

The sand was just over knee-deep, but they could walk through it without too much difficulty. They slipped cautiously inside the cave, ready to face the thief.

What they didn't know was that the thief had already gotten out through another opening. They also didn't know that the sand in the cave was prone to tidal flooding, causing it to liquefy and turn into quicksand. The two women might be fine now, but once they got deeper, they would find themselves trapped - perhaps even for hours before the sand solidified again. Would they be able to figure out the trap before it was too late?

[PM2K]

They certainly have a talent for finding trouble...

[Viridian]

Sanders and Victoria pressed on, exploring the beach cave, surprised at how long and deep it was. Victoria grew worried about the waterlogged sand. It was soft and easy to move through, but it felt a little too easy. Sanders was focused on finding the thief. Sunlight broke through the stony cave, exposing an opening leading back up to the top, and it was there that Sanders spotted the thief.

"Wait!" she shouted.

The thief stopped and turned back to look at his pursuers. Sanders prepared to launch into a spirited chase...except that her legs wouldn't move. She hadn't taken notice of the fact the sand was getting softer and softer, until both of the girls were stuck up to their thighs in quicksand! They tried wriggling their legs free. The suction was strong, but they could make some headway. They were in too far to escape via the entrance, and their only choice was to get to the rear opening - if they could make it that far!

Meanwhile, the thief smiled. He couldn't believe his trap actually worked. His victims looked up to him. Was he going to offer to help, or let them sink into the depths of the cave, and the quicksand?

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[PM2K]

Quicky sure has her challenges, eh?

[Viridian]

They had to push on. The tide was beginning to come in and they still had the rest of the cave to cross. The thief was long gone, leaving the two women helpless in their struggle out of the quicksand. They were going down faster than they were moving forward. The quicksand swallowed their buttocks and hips. The soft, warm sand caressed Sanders' crotch, sending a shiver through her body, uncomfortably being held back by the quicksand. Her movements were laboured. Her breathing grew heavy and her motion slowed down. She closed her eyes, resting, but also feeling the inviting embrace of the sand.

"Quicky!" Victoria yelled. "Quicky!"

Sanders opened her eyes. Her breasts were inches above the sand's surface. Victoria was behind her and not much better off. Could they get out before the quicksand swallows them both?

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[DJlurker]

Yummy!
...I'm sure that's what the quicksand would be saying, were it self-aware.

[PM2K]

Loving this, and loving the narrative.

[MadMax359]

it looks bad for the damsels... and good for us!

[Viridian]

Onward they trudged, fighting against the slippery, warm sand. At first the sand felt hostile, but as they ploughed forward, the sand began to let go, easing its grip on the two women and instead the grains brushed smoothly against their bodies, oozing against their skin. During the struggle, Sanders could feel her bikini bottoms slipping off, but too afraid that she would become stuck, she allowed the sand its prize. Victoria was in the same predicament. Neither of them said much, grunting and groaning as they ignored the sand's teasing beneath the surface. They finally reached the rocky platform. Victoria got out first, turning back to help Sanders haul her heaving chest onto the solid rock.

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"Can't we have one day off without quicksand?" Victoria gasped, exhausted and exasperated.

"Well, I'm sure there's a reason why," Sanders mused. "We just need to get to the bottom of it."

[airknightman]

I just want to say, when I saw the title of this post I definitely thought you were going to draw a photo of Bernie Sanders on his day off wallowing in mud. This is probably far better.