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…The mud reached her bellybutton, still holding her tightly as she toyed with it. The mud covered her bellybutton, tickling her slightly and making her giggle a little.
She never experienced something like this before. Certainly not first hand, anyway. She once knew a guy that was into it and she thought it was weird, but now she got what he meant by it all. It felt so good!
The mud held her in a tight embrace, seemingly wanting her to sink more into it. She gave it what it wanted, gentility moving her body side to side to sink more, the mud lapping at her curves as she did so.
She was now waist deep in the mud, enjoying every second of it, pretty much forgetting about the fact that she couldn’t get out earlier.
She worked her way deeper into the mud, sometimes squishing the mud around her with her hands playfully.
The mud continued to work its way up her body, now beginning to reach the bottom of her ribs.
“That’s probably enough now” she told herself out loud, thinking about how she was going to explain all this to Jack.
But the mud had other plans.
She placed her hands down on the mud and pushed down, trying to pull her body up and out of the mud.
Instead, the mud sucked her down further, trapping her arms in the process.
The mud had sucked her down to her chest now, seemingly upset that she was trying to leave now, making sure that she was stuck properly now.
‘Oh, I see.’ She said. ‘You want more~?’
Martha tried to get her arms free, but they were truly stuck now. She gave in, beginning to wiggle her body so she continued to sink deeper.
The thing is, Martha just reached the bottom of this particular area, so she knew it couldn’t get her deeper, at least not like this…
She wanted to go deeper too, now that she knew the bottom was within her grasp and that she couldn’t simply stand up if she did go under. She raised her legs a little from the bottom of the river mud so she could go a little deeper.
The mud began to surround her breasts now, which was an interesting feeling. Again, only Jack got to touch these m, but the mud seemed to know how to please her here too.
The mud still sucked and slurped as she wiggled herself deeper. Almost her entire body was now below the mud’s surface, the mud holding her tightly in its soft depths.
The mud swallowed her shoulders, meaning that she now was sunk up to her neck. She stopped wiggling her body for a moment, briefly thinking that this was all a stupid idea, then the mud gurgled and quickly swallowed the last of her before she could finish thinking, her blue ponytail being the last of her to disappear under the mud’s surface.
Martha didn’t come back up immediately.
For a moment, she lingered under the surface of the mud, feeling as it was coming in all around her, trying to pull her deeper into the depths.
There she stayed, for just a moment, suspended from solid ground in the mud. She thought she couldn’t feel the bottom anymore, and the lack of oxygen slowly beginning to become an issue was also telling her that maybe it would be nicer if she just stayed in the mud’s close, soft and caring embrace.
Then the moment passed and Martha stood up as tall as she could, breaching the surface quite suddenly.
She breathed deeply, considering that moment just gone and why she even thought like that.
She felt so good, being submerged like that, the closeness of the mud surrounding her body, hugging all areas across her body so closely.
But those darker thoughts weren’t so good…
She dismissed them and took a minute for her heart rate to go down before attempting to get out, feeling the mud’s grip now relaxing now.
She managed to slowly work her way out of the mud again. The mud must’ve been satisfied now having got to taste all of her body, now being really soft and no longer trying to keep her stuck.
She still felt a little dizzy from literally almost drowning because she got all horny over some mud. How silly was that?
She stood clear of the mud, looking down at it for a second, at what an actually nice time it had given her, before she finally began to head home.

Martha reached home again, the fields she crossed to get there ending just behind her house.
Which is good, because then she didn’t have to explain to everyone why she was covered head to toe in mud, which is something she herself didn’t notice until a short while after her little moment in the mud.
She opened the back door, where Jack was waiting in the kitchen, looking rather distraught.
“You’ve been gone for three hours!” He immediately moved in to hug her despite all the mud “what happened?!”
Martha smiled and replied simply with: “You would not believe the fun I’ve had~”

———

And so ends this experiment. The drawings aren’t so good but I hope the story was. I think it’s a little cringe lol.
If it was good, maybe I will do some more.
(I’ve already got some Vore ones from a while ago. They’re a lot kinkier though…..)

Description
…The mud reached her bellybutton, still holding her tightly as she toyed with it. The mud covered her bellybutton, tickling her slightly and making her giggle a little.
She never experienced something like this before. Certainly not first hand, anyway. She once knew a guy that was into it and she thought it was weird, but now she got what he meant by it all. It felt so good!
The mud held her in a tight embrace, seemingly wanting her to sink more into it. She gave it what it wanted, gentility moving her body side to side to sink more, the mud lapping at her curves as she did so.
She was now waist deep in the mud, enjoying every second of it, pretty much forgetting about the fact that she couldn’t get out earlier.
She worked her way deeper into the mud, sometimes squishing the mud around her with her hands playfully.
The mud continued to work its way up her body, now beginning to reach the bottom of her ribs.
“That’s probably enough now” she told herself out loud, thinking about how she was going to explain all this to Jack.
But the mud had other plans.
She placed her hands down on the mud and pushed down, trying to pull her body up and out of the mud.
Instead, the mud sucked her down further, trapping her arms in the process.
The mud had sucked her down to her chest now, seemingly upset that she was trying to leave now, making sure that she was stuck properly now.
‘Oh, I see.’ She said. ‘You want more~?’
Martha tried to get her arms free, but they were truly stuck now. She gave in, beginning to wiggle her body so she continued to sink deeper.
The thing is, Martha just reached the bottom of this particular area, so she knew it couldn’t get her deeper, at least not like this…
She wanted to go deeper too, now that she knew the bottom was within her grasp and that she couldn’t simply stand up if she did go under. She raised her legs a little from the bottom of the river mud so she could go a little deeper.
The mud began to surround her breasts now, which was an interesting feeling. Again, only Jack got to touch these m, but the mud seemed to know how to please her here too.
The mud still sucked and slurped as she wiggled herself deeper. Almost her entire body was now below the mud’s surface, the mud holding her tightly in its soft depths.
The mud swallowed her shoulders, meaning that she now was sunk up to her neck. She stopped wiggling her body for a moment, briefly thinking that this was all a stupid idea, then the mud gurgled and quickly swallowed the last of her before she could finish thinking, her blue ponytail being the last of her to disappear under the mud’s surface.
Martha didn’t come back up immediately.
For a moment, she lingered under the surface of the mud, feeling as it was coming in all around her, trying to pull her deeper into the depths.
There she stayed, for just a moment, suspended from solid ground in the mud. She thought she couldn’t feel the bottom anymore, and the lack of oxygen slowly beginning to become an issue was also telling her that maybe it would be nicer if she just stayed in the mud’s close, soft and caring embrace.
Then the moment passed and Martha stood up as tall as she could, breaching the surface quite suddenly.
She breathed deeply, considering that moment just gone and why she even thought like that.
She felt so good, being submerged like that, the closeness of the mud surrounding her body, hugging all areas across her body so closely.
But those darker thoughts weren’t so good…
She dismissed them and took a minute for her heart rate to go down before attempting to get out, feeling the mud’s grip now relaxing now.
She managed to slowly work her way out of the mud again. The mud must’ve been satisfied now having got to taste all of her body, now being really soft and no longer trying to keep her stuck.
She still felt a little dizzy from literally almost drowning because she got all horny over some mud. How silly was that?
She stood clear of the mud, looking down at it for a second, at what an actually nice time it had given her, before she finally began to head home.

Martha reached home again, the fields she crossed to get there ending just behind her house.
Which is good, because then she didn’t have to explain to everyone why she was covered head to toe in mud, which is something she herself didn’t notice until a short while after her little moment in the mud.
She opened the back door, where Jack was waiting in the kitchen, looking rather distraught.
“You’ve been gone for three hours!” He immediately moved in to hug her despite all the mud “what happened?!”
Martha smiled and replied simply with: “You would not believe the fun I’ve had~”

———

And so ends this experiment. The drawings aren’t so good but I hope the story was. I think it’s a little cringe lol.
If it was good, maybe I will do some more.
(I’ve already got some Vore ones from a while ago. They’re a lot kinkier though…..)