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As the gravitas of the dire situation the girls find themselves in begins to weigh on them, Lina continues her fruitless efforts to pull herself free from the iron grip of the tar, every slight movement enough for the voracious bog to inch up her supple waistline, her valiant efforts splattering more and more of the thick ooze onto the side of the pit.

“Lina, please tell me you are making progress, It’s like this pit is...bottomless or something!”

Kia’s lips trembled as she whimpered out those words, her eyes purely focused on the black slime that was threatening to envelop the three of them, each twitch of her hand and fingers eliciting a gutteral splutter from the tar…

“I-I knew we shouldn’t have messed with this! Oh gosh, we are getting deep now…”

Jenna’s eyes, like Kia’s, were trained on the tar, unable to tear them away as she watches herself sink deeper and deeper into the sticky moor. The squirming and exhausted gasps of air from the three fell on deaf ears, no one was about to help them...But even if there was, could they even be saved? All that could go through Lina’s head as she struggled with the bank was one solitary thought…

"Please, someone, anyone, help us!"

Commission for of his wonderful OCs still sinking in tar

Story written by ~

Description
As the gravitas of the dire situation the girls find themselves in begins to weigh on them, Lina continues her fruitless efforts to pull herself free from the iron grip of the tar, every slight movement enough for the voracious bog to inch up her supple waistline, her valiant efforts splattering more and more of the thick ooze onto the side of the pit.

“Lina, please tell me you are making progress, It’s like this pit is...bottomless or something!”

Kia’s lips trembled as she whimpered out those words, her eyes purely focused on the black slime that was threatening to envelop the three of them, each twitch of her hand and fingers eliciting a gutteral splutter from the tar…

“I-I knew we shouldn’t have messed with this! Oh gosh, we are getting deep now…”

Jenna’s eyes, like Kia’s, were trained on the tar, unable to tear them away as she watches herself sink deeper and deeper into the sticky moor. The squirming and exhausted gasps of air from the three fell on deaf ears, no one was about to help them...But even if there was, could they even be saved? All that could go through Lina’s head as she struggled with the bank was one solitary thought…

"Please, someone, anyone, help us!"

Commission for of his wonderful OCs still sinking in tar

Story written by ~