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Chapter 4 by Ya-Boi1998 Ya-Boi1998

What's below her?

A brown puddle

Isla fell quickly into what looked like a puddle no deeper than her ankle, however, the second she made contact he entire lower half of the body was quickly swallowed into the earth,

She could feel the mud start sucking around her exposed midriff,

"Aaaah! Nooo!" She whined "Maybe i can shimmy my way out of this?" She asked herself as she wiggled which only caused her assets to jiggle and sink further, the mud now at the hem of her tank top.

How does her escape attempt go?

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