Jessica stood there slowly sinking in the mud, gazing at her filthy hands as she strained herself to contemplate on what she should do now. It was hard to think, probably because she was still trying to recover from her fall. She felt the newly formed cuts and bruised on her small limbs, wincing as blood was being pumped through them. Time passed, Jessica wasn’t sure how long but eventually her brain rationalized it would be ideal to get out of this steaming pit of dirt and water.
At this point, the mud had an increasing grip on her lower body strong enough that Jessica couldn’t move her legs on her own. The woman planted her hands on the slightly studier top layer of mud, which began to tear on impact, and started to lift up her right leg. After a bit of struggling, Jessica nearly managed to force her right leg free with the mud about to release her foot any second. She succeeded in breaking the pits grip around her hips and everything in-between about a minute ago, shivering as she trying to block the mental image of the excess sludge leaving her undercarriage to only fall inches below her. Taking a moment to grab some air, Jessica glanced upwards to see the pit make a slight incline leading to grass. The young blonde cracked a smile of relief. More determined than ever, the woman pushed down as hard as she could to have herself on step closer to freedom. It would only take a couple of seconds for Jessica to realize the mistake she made.
The top layer of mud finally gave way and her hands quickly plunged. Her right leg was launched from its entrapment, the force loosening her left leg form its grip as well. The sudden change in gravity sent Jessica’s upper body hurtling to the ground. The blonde quickly closed her eyes her face made contact. When she open them, Jessica’s left cheek was in the mud while her butt was in the air; the pit slowing releasing its grip on her after the fiasco.
The woman screamed, her limbs flinging the horrible substance everywhere as she tried to devise a way to punish the soil for its actions against her. She eventually ceased yelling; however, she could hear someone else’s voice through her dirt covered ears.
Laughter? Oh crap! Someone’s here!
Still a bit dazed and her footing unstable, Jessica tried desperately to find where the voice was coming from until it yelled...
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