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Saramathra belongs to BaryonSweep (OC used with permission)
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xylenqs
“Perhaps there is a way to get myself out before the human returns.” Saramathra thought aloud, looking at her situation once again.
Surely she could manage to get herself out on her own. Even if she did have help coming from the human traveler, Saramathra was a strong, proud warrior. Even if quicksand was a potentially deadly substance, she could handle it.
She’d tried pumping her legs and shimmying her hips… what else could possibly work? If she kept her legs moving, the pillowy quicksand wouldn’t be able to completely keep her legs locked in place. Maybe, just maybe, she could slowly find a way to push them ahead of herself and lie on her back. If her weight was dispersed, she wouldn’t sink as much… at least, she hoped she wouldn’t.
For a moment, the warrior carefully ran her hands along the surface, just enough to gently glide her digits against the surface of the muck. The sunken part of her body stayed perfectly still, not moving, not sinking. The pillowy, grainy texture rubbed against her appendages, but made no move to keep her hands in place.
As much as Saramathra knew it would be best to simply hold still and wait for the human to return, she couldn’t resist trying something, anything, to get herself out of the situation she’d stumbled into. Her legs carefully wiggled back and forth underneath the surface, stirring up the muck enough to slightly loosen the feeling around her lower third. Satisfied with her progress, the wolf-like warrior took one last look around the pit. Once she decided on a direction to try and lean, she lifted her arms away from the surface.
Glrrrphblk!
"Wha—?”
As Saramathra quickly found out, she was holding her tentative position in the quicksand entirely with her hands. The moment the weight was left entirely to one spot on her body, however… she began to sink. What was left of her crotch quickly disappeared under the surface as she gasped, looking down in shock as her hips joined the ranks of the submerged.
“God, no…” Saramathra’s eyes widened while she could only watch more of her body sink, keeping her arms raised up to chest level as the pillowy earth brought her frame down, down… only coming to stop when she was up to her navel.
Remembering to take a breath when she finally stopped, the warrior gave a soft sigh, slightly relieved she wasn’t going any deeper for the time being. “Lifting my hands up was a mistake…” She admitted to herself. “Now I am truly sunk in quicksand, but I will not give up. No matter how deep the earth gets.”
Commissioned by me
Saramathra belongs to BaryonSweep (OC used with permission)
Story written by
xylenqs“Perhaps there is a way to get myself out before the human returns.” Saramathra thought aloud, looking at her situation once again.
Surely she could manage to get herself out on her own. Even if she did have help coming from the human traveler, Saramathra was a strong, proud warrior. Even if quicksand was a potentially deadly substance, she could handle it.
She’d tried pumping her legs and shimmying her hips… what else could possibly work? If she kept her legs moving, the pillowy quicksand wouldn’t be able to completely keep her legs locked in place. Maybe, just maybe, she could slowly find a way to push them ahead of herself and lie on her back. If her weight was dispersed, she wouldn’t sink as much… at least, she hoped she wouldn’t.
For a moment, the warrior carefully ran her hands along the surface, just enough to gently glide her digits against the surface of the muck. The sunken part of her body stayed perfectly still, not moving, not sinking. The pillowy, grainy texture rubbed against her appendages, but made no move to keep her hands in place.
As much as Saramathra knew it would be best to simply hold still and wait for the human to return, she couldn’t resist trying something, anything, to get herself out of the situation she’d stumbled into. Her legs carefully wiggled back and forth underneath the surface, stirring up the muck enough to slightly loosen the feeling around her lower third. Satisfied with her progress, the wolf-like warrior took one last look around the pit. Once she decided on a direction to try and lean, she lifted her arms away from the surface.
Glrrrphblk!
"Wha—?”
As Saramathra quickly found out, she was holding her tentative position in the quicksand entirely with her hands. The moment the weight was left entirely to one spot on her body, however… she began to sink. What was left of her crotch quickly disappeared under the surface as she gasped, looking down in shock as her hips joined the ranks of the submerged.
“God, no…” Saramathra’s eyes widened while she could only watch more of her body sink, keeping her arms raised up to chest level as the pillowy earth brought her frame down, down… only coming to stop when she was up to her navel.
Remembering to take a breath when she finally stopped, the warrior gave a soft sigh, slightly relieved she wasn’t going any deeper for the time being. “Lifting my hands up was a mistake…” She admitted to herself. “Now I am truly sunk in quicksand, but I will not give up. No matter how deep the earth gets.”
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fetish Other
Species Canine (Other)
Size 2112 x 1744px
File Size 3.53 MB
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