Artwork by ZekkyMZN
Commissioned by me
Akemi the Cheetah Girl belongs to me
Story written by  icansee

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Akemi pushed her arms behind her, where the sand felt more firm. She had to get some sort of leverage, to push herself out of the tar-sand's gooey grip! But the sand's stability was an illusion, as it crumbled underpaw. Her arms sank in, the tar oozing upwards in greater volume. It was much more of a tar pit now, and it clung to her, soaked into her fur, gripping her tightly. Her stomach was fully engulfed, vanishing under the black oozing surface, the tar pressing in skin-tight against her body as she writhed in its grip. Every pull or push was strenuous, her arms sinking deeper, body smoothly descending, the tar feeling like a glue that was sealing her fate. Every pull, the tar stretched and clung, dragging her arms back in. Her legs could barely wriggle at all...