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Chapter 7
by
Sarganatha
What should April do?
Reach for the grass
She could barely move herself forward, but for April, every little bit would count. The mire seemed firm on its position of keeping her there, but it seemed to relent a little as she dug lightly into the mud in front of her to wade through it. She pumped her legs forward in tandem and after repeating the movements several times she gained a few inches of lateral movement.
This came at the cost however, of sinking a few inches deeper, the mud now covering her navel. She also had to ignore the feeling of her mushy crap shifting in her overfilled shorts, growing a tad concerned as she felt the mess shift forward into the gusset of her panties.
Nevertheless, April remained focus on her task and made an attempt to reach the short grass in front of her. This was the moment of truth - the quicksand had absolutely refused to let her move any further forward. She stretched as far as her body and the mud would allow leaning forward, pressing her bare breasts into the mud; then her arms as far as they could stretch ... Success!
Much to her relief, she had managed to get a grip on the grass in front of her. And even more fortunate for her, her fingers dug into solid ground. She had a chance, a means to pull herself out of the muddy mire. Fortunately, she was a moderately fit girl. As she pulled, she could already feel her lower body begin to slide out, albeit quite slowly. She wasn't great at doing pull-ups, and while this wasn't necessarily that, it certainly felt like the exercise. The thick mud clinged to her, almost as if the quicksand were alive and was refusing to lose its meal.
As she stopped briefly for a short rest, she could feel her body slipping in again which made her worry. She needed to keep going or the mud was just going to undo all her progress. She knew if she tired out, she was going to lose to the deadly earth.
April renewed her efforts - she couldn't lose now, it was going to be all or nothing. She grunted as she strained her body. She accidentally let loose some farts that caused the mud behind her to bubble. She couldn't be bothered at this point to care about her loose bowel issues. Her shorts and panties were already totaled, so what would anymore mess do at this point. Granted, she had to shrug off some discomfort as she felt her exhausted anus open again as another hot log of soft shit oozed out of her butt, adding to the still warm pile of excrement packed into her panties.
Despite shitting herself again, April was feeling pretty pumped as she recovered more of her mired body. Her hips resurfaced along with the top of her muddy shorts. Much to her surprise she felt her shorts begin to slip off, the mud still firmly gripping the messy garment. The separation created by the huge mass of soft, slippery, gooey girl crap was enough to allow her to slip past the sucking mud.
As she pulled herself out further, her shorts were pulled further down her body, unveiling the top of her shit-filled ass crack. Another log of shit started to push out of her, just as her bare, shit-covered bottom emerged from her shorts. April was now pooping directly into the mud, which at a glance, her waste looked no different to the muck. As embarrassing as this was for her she just sucked up and continued to claw her way out of the mud.
With her shitty shorts sliding down her legs as she pulled them out, April's inner thighs and the back her legs became smeared with shit. Now in a position to crawl, she army crawled forward, getting the last of her legs out of the mud, and unveiling her bare muddy feet having also lost her shoes and socks to the quicksand. Exhausted, she looked behind her in time to see her shit-filled shorts get swallowed by the quicksand.
April was relieved, both physically and mentally as she closed her eyes and smiled to herself. Sure her ass stung, her stink still strong in the air, but this was still a victory for sure. She may have lost the battle with her body, but she won against the deadly quicksand. She definitely couldn't wait to get somewhere to clean off though. Her legs up to her ass were coated in shit and mud and her tank top and breasts were also covered in mud. Even though she was filthy and bottomless, she still took a moment to raise her top back over her breasts, if anything just to gain back a little bit of her dignity.
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April’s misfortune
April can’t catch a break in life
26 year old April can never catch a break in life. She is always finding herself in unfortunate situations. These situations usually involve April accidentally losing her clothes in clothes in public and having no way of getting them back.
Updated on Oct 1, 2024
by Sarganatha
Created on Mar 27, 2020
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