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Nixi is venturing through a wet marsh at the fringes of the city park. They are wearing brown leather boots, denim shorts, a white shirt, and a black bra. Nixi tries testing the ground for softness with a paddle, but it does little good: they step right into a shifting, slimy, bog and begin to sink. Slowly but surely the thick, black mud begins to engulf them, struggle as they might. As they sink deeper, the bog tugs at the shirt and bra, pulling them loose. The shirt comes off first, then the straps of the bra, and then the bra is floating freely in the mud around their chest. They sink up...
Nixi is venturing through a wet marsh at the fringes of the city park. They are wearing brown leather boots, denim shorts, a white shirt, and a black bra. Nixi tries testing the ground for softness with a paddle, but it does little good: they step right into a shifting, slimy, bog and begin to sink. Slowly but surely the thick, black mud begins to engulf them, struggle as they might. As they sink deeper, the bog tugs at the shirt and bra, pulling them loose. The shirt comes off first, then the straps of the bra, and then the bra is floating freely in the mud around their chest. They sink up...
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