Exploring Quicksand (M)

[Black Clay Lord]

This story is part of something I'm doing called "Mudlarker March."

This sets up the premise of what's in store.

And that is detailed exploration with more detailed quicksand sinks.

That said, I based this off Kaol's Explorer Revisited video, though with my own twist.

In addition, I was gonna put my new OC Makimoto in here, but I opted for Zinnia instead.

Needed to flesh her out some.
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One warm sunny day, when there was naught a cloud in the sky, Zinnia looked outside, bored out of her mind. It was peaceful where she lived, but part of her craved some sort of thrill for adventure. She looked for monsters outside her window, but none were to be seen. Those she did see were small & harmless. Not enough for a hack & slashing routine. Zinnia groaned, plopping onto her bed almost immediately. “This… Sucks.” She said, close to growling.

“I do love how peaceful home is…” She went on. “But, dammit… There’s got to be something I can do…” From the corner of her eye, Zinnia locked her sights onto her pretty pink pith helmet. And she soon gets an idea of what she can do. “I think I’ll go down to one of the jungles today.” She said, hopping up from her bed and opening her walk-in closet. She grabbed her favorite pink explorer outfit, before taking the helmet that goes with it last, setting herself up.

Zinnia changed out of her typical clothes and switched herself into her explorer that comprised of a khaki top that covers all but her belly button and impressive breast cleavage. As for shorts, she wore pink khaki booty shorts. Finally, her boots were of a hot pink pair of mud friendly hiking boots. Gearing herself up soon after, Zinnia exited her room and left the house, but not before she left a note explaining where she was going. Namely, the Capuchin Jungle.

The jungle is so named because it is dominated by different species of capuchin monkeys. White Faced, Brown Tufted, many well-known capuchins call this jungle home. Though they share the place with squirrel monkeys, snakes and even pumas. Zinnia looked up into the trees, seeing one capuchin after another, going about their day searching across the canopies for food. Though Zinnia did not come simply to watch the monkeys. Her mind was set on something else.

Instead, Zinnia was wanting to feel the earth melt right underneath her feet. In other words, she wanted to sink in quicksand. Her pink khaki outfit just begging for exposure from quicksand. As Zinnia looked up in the trees, her focus shifts periodically to the ground itself. As she watches her footing, she keeps an eye out for the telltale ripples in the earth, as rippling ground is usually a good indicator of quicksand. Zinnia motioned her foot on the path some.

She spotted ripples, and when her foot is stomped onto the area, it sinks below. “Oh, good~.” Zinnia giggles, bringing her other foot into the spot, having found herself some quicksand. Zinnia pumped her legs, digging up the earth around her and causing it to swallow her steadily. “Ooh it’s really sucking me in…” She says dreamily. Zinnia pumped her legs without stopping, making herself sink deeper & deeper. But it did not last for very long.

Zinnia, to her dismay, found that the pit she found was not very deep at all. At best, it sucked her down to her thighs. “Ah, son of a…” She almost cursed. “Not good enough. I need to go deeper than this.” Zinnia managed to climb out of the quicksand and resume her trek through the jungle. As she traveled through, Zinnia’s foot once again vanished into the earth, catching her by giggling surprise. Guiding her free foot in, Zinnia twists her hips, churning the quicksand.

As she twists & wiggles, Zinnia practically drills her way down in the quicksand. She sinks to her thighs, and her twisting & wiggling stop at that level, this way Zinnia does not tire herself out. Even so, Zinnia still works down lightly as the quicksand encompasses her thighs. She kept going until her khaki booty shorts touched the surface of the quicksand. But, for the second time, Zinnia sank no further than that. “Hmm, that’s a little better…” She mutters.

Zinnia rocks herself in the quicksand, despite knowing she cannot sink any deeper in this spot, but she can’t help herself. But she soon got her senses together. “There’s got to be a spot that can swallow me whole.” Said Zinnia, using a long vine nearby to haul herself out of the quicksand. Her shorts were already a tad muddy from the quicksand and at this rate, Zinnia was no longer going to be pretty in pink, but she resumed her way, continuing her self-made quest.

Zinnia traveled through a marshier corner of the jungle. The mud here swallowed her feet, but nothing else. She was getting warmer. But she then spotted something up ahead. “Ah, there’s a clearing up ahead!” She exclaimed. “Maybe I’ll have better luck up there.” Zinnia wasted no time making for a beeline for the clearing she laid eyes on. The clearing leads to a great marsh just outside the jungle. And it was here that Zinnia would achieve her goal.

Zinnia crossed the jungle’s path to get to the clearing, but as she traveled, she noted that the ground beneath her feet was turning to wetland, and quick. Zinnia soon found herself looking out into a marsh. This, however, is not unusual in lands like this as marshes are sometimes found outside jungles. Though Zinnia has noted that the capuchins don’t venture out into the marshy clearing. She wondered why that is, but upon stepping into the clearing, she learns why.

As Zinnia stepped forth, her right leg suddenly took a plunge right into the earth itself. Zinnia shouted, having been caught completely unawares. The clearing held a lake of quicksand. But Zinnia was not afraid. “Wow… Deep…” Zinnia muttered. Having found some deeper quicksand, Zinnia proceeded to muster her strength and proceed onward. But it wasn’t easy. The quicksand was so soft & so thick, Zinnia had trouble getting her leg above the quicksand.

But it was nothing she couldn’t overcome as her legs were stronger than they look. Zinnia carried herself across the quicksand’s surface, leaving some deep footprints of where she had stepped in the quicksand, footprints that will surely close up shortly. Zinnia kept going as far as she could before the quicksand’s intensity in its grip rose. Zinnia nonetheless trudged on through until at last, the quicksand had her still as still can be, preventing her from going further forward.

Zinnia could feel no sign of a bottom right away, even with her booted toes pointing straight down. She had achieved her goal. But that was only the 1st part of her intention here. Now that she has nowhere to go but down, the 2nd part was already well underway. And the 2nd part was, obviously, to sink. And the quicksand has already sucked on Zinnia’s thighs, sinking them down steadily as the lining of Zinnia’s booty shorts was about to meet the quicksand next.

Zinnia blushed deeply. The muddy quicksand felt so good on her skin. So much in fact, she pushed on the surface lightly. Her already muddied hands from helping her skim the surface so to speak, getting another mud layer added to them. And pretty soon, the quicksand would fully consume her thighs and her butt once again settled upon its surface. But as she pushed, the quicksand swallowed them up, prompting Zinnia to pull them out and quick. She giggled.

“Oh, it’s just mud.” Zinnia said as she giggles. Of course, she knew it wasn’t just mud. Granted the quicksand was comprised of marsh mud regardless, Zinnia’s playfulness couldn’t help but come forth. The quicksand sucked Zinnia down a bit, claiming some of her butt in the process. Zinnia looked down at the quicksand as she settles in it while sinking. Her pretty pink khaki clothes in danger of not being so pretty pink for much longer while Zinnia sinks still.

Zinnia’s instinct would be to wiggle in order to churn the quicksand, but she can barely move her hips in the quicksand. Nevertheless, it does cause the quicksand to engulf her pink booty khaki shorts quickly, putting Zinnia down at her belly. Zinnia looks up to her pith helmet once she stops wiggling. “I don’t really need this on my head.” She said, taking her helmet off and tossing it forward toward a mired log that she had passed earlier to cross the quicksand.

Zinnia looked down soon after, seeing she was halfway down in the quicksand already, but the quicksand still took its sweet time with her, sucking her down ever so steadily as it eventually comes to lap at her belly. Zinnia shivers as it wraps around her belly and slips into her belly button soon enough. “Oh, wow…” Zinnia said. “Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow… What a mess… You’re alone, in quicksand, with no hope for survival…” She then proceeded to say.

“But the quicksand’s not cold, and it certainly isn’t hot. It’s got a good balanced temperature to it, so… win?” Of course, Zinnia was not in danger of losing a battle for survival. She had plans to escape it in mind already. Her method of escape was not immediately known, but Zinnia would unveil it when the time to do so was right. She looked down again as her hands press onto the quicksand once more, feeling her navel disappear beneath the quicksand now.

Zinnia’s light blush got a bit darker as this happens, all as she continues allowing the quicksand to take its time swallowing up her body. As Zinnia gets deeper, she notes how everything started to look bigger as she sinks. She soon sinks to her chest, her bountiful big breasts touching down on the quicksand’s surface. “Getting deeper…” Zinnia says to herself but otherwise remaining calm & collected about her circumstance. Granted she got in it herself.

Nevertheless, Zinnia floated at her breasts, but she could not help but bounce a bit on the quicksand, watching it jiggle & bounce with her movements. “Bouncy, bouncy~.” She says, laughing some afterward. Zinnia blushed deeper. The quicksand was feeling much nicer on her at this point, though she mourned that her khaki shirt was becoming muddied, losing its cute pink appearance. Even so, Zinnia’s breasts kept her afloat in the quicksand for as long as they could.

But in the end, the quicksand started to pull them down, too. Having churned the quicksand, however, Zinnia’s breasts didn’t take long to go under, putting Zinnia down at her shoulders. She could feel the quicksand grip her breasts tightly under the surface. Her blush deepened some more, part of her face almost redder than a tomato. Working her arms, her shoulders disappeared under the quicksand, and Zinnia now rested at her neck.

And still Zinnia could feel no sign of the bottom. Though she remains unafraid. Zinnia’s neck was sunk, and the quicksand met her chin soon after. Though as this happened, Zinnia flipped her head back. The quicksand started to pull Zinnia down in this manner as she shakes her head a bit, sighing contently in the quicksand. “This is so good…” She moaned, working her head down some until only her face was visible in the quicksand’s surface. She just smiled.

Finally, Zinnia took in a sharp breath and thrusted herself downward, the quicksand closing over her face. The quicksand shook & rippled as only an indent remained of the beautiful ½ Mermaid. Silence fell over the marsh as the indent closed up and bubbles formed within it. But after much bubbling, Zinnia emerged, completely messy from the very muddy quicksand, but nonetheless very happy with her experience. “Oh my gods that was awesome…!” She said.

Knowing that it was time to get out, Zinnia soon unveiled her weapon of escape: A Hookshot. Taking aim, Zinnia fired her Hookshot at the closest tree that would support the hook, and Zinnia was pulled free of the quicksand once she got onto a good target strong enough to pull her free with ease. Zinnia dropped into a pool of water soon after, washing her of the mud that caked her body, revealing her skin to the world once again, and cleaning her clothes off, too.

Drying herself off soon after, Zinnia put her Hookshot away and started her trek back home. Her exploration was a good one indeed, and for Zinnia, exploring quicksand was the best possible thing she was able to do to make herself feel lively on a quiet day like it was today. Needless to say, she had thoughts on doing this again in the near future.

Zinnia: Me