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Dam(n) Beavers!

"Aaaand done!"

The dull thud of a stylus tapping the screen of a tablet accentuated Tanya's exclamation as she looked at up and down the still creek in front of her. A mere decade ago, this creek was a barren desert which could only claim its status as a creek during the annual rainy season. But something changed over the years. Something caused lush trees to grow and green brushes to sprout from the unusually wet ground.

Beavers were introduced to the area and their tireless dam building cut this green scar into the desert badlands.

Tanya smiled knowing she was playing an important role in reclaiming the wetlands from the relentless desertification of the environment. She loved nature. Her idea of a relaxing afternoon was slinking off a nature trail and meditating under a tree. Every worry she had would melt away with the birds singing in the treetops.

Then she got a job offer she couldn't refuse.

Now she found herself in a khaki uniform tailored to let her breathe in an otherwise unforgiving desert heat. She only wished her boots could breathe the same way but they were there to protect her feet from the jagged rocks littering the desert terrain.Dam(n) Beavers! фото

All alone, she adjusted the brim of her sweat-stained hat to allow a slight breeze to flow up into her hair. She then went over the checklist on her tablet one more time to make sure she had done everything she needed to do.

"Let's see... the wildlife cams work, check. The water depth's at acceptable levels, check. The probe cam in the dam works... fuck!"

Tanya looked over to the stick-woven dam that held back the creek's water. Any passerby would look at it and not notice the wires carefully tucked in the woodwork. It'd only take a second for her to shove the connector into her tablet's charging port and a second more to snap a picture of the beavers inside.

In her rush to move on with her day, she opted not to steer clear of the shore. She knew from experience the mud was only an inch deep and the desert was arid enough to turn any stuck-on clumps to dust by the end of her shift. As she expected, the mud squished under the soles of her boots. It wouldn't be more than a minute before her task was done.

The ground gave way underneath Tanya's foot as she put her weight forward. She was instantly swallowed up to her knee in a thick vat of mud but her momentum didn't stop. She screamed as she instinctively put her arms forward to break her fall. The mud instantly swallowed her arms up to her elbows, sticking them fast in its depths.

"What the fuck? How?" Tanya tugged at her arms but only succeeded in sending waves across the mud's surface. She was eventually forced to push her free leg into the mud for leverage before she could pull them out.

She looked at the muddy globs dripping from her hands in disbelief. "This stupid mud was never here! What the fuck's going on?" She subconsciously pushed her leg down to match its twin, only catching herself when she realized she had trapped herself more than she already was.

Tanya closed her eyes and said to herself "Calm down girl. Take ten deep breaths..." She inhaled the desert air and held it for a second before slowly releasing it. "There you go girl. Just nine more..." She regained control of herself and said "Okay Tanya, you're knee deep in some ancient mud hole that must've opened itself up with all this water from the dam. That's a good thing, you're restoring this habitat to how it was before the settlers came in and ruined it. Now just don't over-exert yourself in this heat and you'll be okay."

Her eyes scanned her surroundings as she assessed her situation. The mud rippled around her even though she was doing her best to stay perfectly still. But she knew she had to be at the edge of the mud pit so as long as she could lean back against it, she could easily pull herself out.

She leaned back and felt the mud squish between her fingers once again as she pressed her palms flat on the ground. She tugged on her legs, causing the mud to wiggle even more in protest. She smiled as she felt the suction around her legs begin to break. Soon she'd be free.

But the mud wasn't having any of it. As if the earth itself was playing a sick joke on her, the mud beneath her hands gave way. Tanya screamed once again and scrambled to pull herself upright. Thankfully she didn't have to fight the mud to get her arms free, but now she had bigger problems. Her head spun, watching the ground quake in every direction around her. Even the broken pieces of crust that once supported her bobbed as if to taunt her.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I just... Ugh!" She twisted her body in a vain attempt to pull herself free. But to her horror, she realized the mud had swallowed her kneecaps and was working its way up her thighs. "Oh no! Oh fuck it's..."

Tanya froze in place the moment the word "quicksand" entered her mind. "Okay girl, stay calm. The first rule of quicksand is don't struggle. The next rule is..." her mind raced for an answer. "Fuck I can't think of the next rule!"

The mud shook in response to her frustration, prompting her to say "Okay Tanya. Ten breaths. Just give me ten breaths..." But she still felt like she could have a panic attack at any moment. So she said to herself "Think, your phone's in the Jeep and your tablet's not connected to the carrier. You're in a shitty situation but you can make it out. Now what are some good things you have going for you?"

The quicksand responded by pulsating around her thighs. This caused her to say "Well at least the mud's cool. It'd feel pretty nice if it wasn't trying to kill me..." She paused to look at her surroundings. "Drowning in this stuff would be better than a heat stroke, that's for sure... but I don't want either..."

Her heart raced as the mud crept up her thighs. Clearly these self-assurances weren't working and she needed something to calm herself before she lost control. So she thought back to her happiest memory. She closed her eyes and took herself back to the moment she realized she was a nature lover.

She remembered how she needed a break from her college courses so she wandered off the trail of a nature reserve and came upon a gently flowing river. She recalled how it was gently tucked away underneath tall trees that shielded her from the glaring sun. A wicked thought entered her mind, something she'd never think to do around even her closest friends. What if she went skinny dipping? Before she knew it, she found herself standing naked, waist deep in the water. She felt the current wash away her troubles but more importantly, she felt it caressing her between her legs. She stood still, wishing she could melt away into the river and become one with nature. It was nothing short of magic.

Tanya was so engrossed in the feeling that she gasped when she felt the mud press against her sex. Its touch reminded her of her time in the river except this was much firmer and seemed to make its intentions clear.

Normally she'd be repulsed by this. In fact, she knew she should be repulsed by this. But instead of feeling disgusted, she could only ask "Is this... nature?"

The mud crept its way up her hips and made its way to the snap of her khakis. She looked to make sure nobody was around, even though she would've certainly welcomed the help. Instead she opened the snap and slid the zipper down, inviting nature to take its course.

She gasped before letting a low moan escape from her lips. "Mmmnn, this is..." She paused to think with only the most rational parts of her mind. "This is certainly better than freaking out. But I still need to..."

She gasped once again as the mud poured over the waist of her pants. Now that her legs were firmly locked in place, another wicked thought entered her mind. What if she kept one hand down under?

Before she could contemplate the consequences of her actions, her left hand plunged down past her wrist. She only needed one hand for a rescue, right?

She closed her eyes and focused all of her attention on her sex. She bit her lower lip and used the mounting ecstasy to distract herself from the fear she should be feeling. The mud, meanwhile, crept up her midriff like dozens of tongues seductively licking up her body. Nature's cool wet tongue licked up her ribs before settling right under her breasts.

"Oh God! Fuck me, nature, fuck me!" At this point, Tanya didn't care if anyone showed up to rescue her. They'd have to watch her first before they could pull her out. "Take me! Make me your bitch!"

The moment the mud had taken her breasts and soaked through her bra to kiss her tender skin, she came. Her cries caused the mud to ripple even more and nature to greedily gulp her body down. Now up to her collar bones, she lazily assessed herself once again.

"Okay girl... you're stuck in the desert... you're not getting out of this pit on your own... but look at the bright side... the company Jeep has GPS tracking and the sun should be down in..." her eyes scanned the skyline to gauge the time of day. "A few hours... Someone's going to come looking for you when you haven't clocked out so just make sure you don't..."

Before Tanya could finish that statement, she felt the cool soothing mud climb over her shoulders. "Ooh that's nice... Wait, I'm still sinking!"

Panic began to set in. "Oh fuck counting to ten..." She nervously scanned the horizon for any sign of rescue but once again, found only the isolating desert. "Help!" she cried. "I'm going to die! Help!"

She tilted her head back as tears began to stream from her eyes. She tried pulling her left hand from her sex but it was stuck fast. "Oh fuck me..." she whimpered. She pulled her right hand away from her breasts and managed to wrench her arm free... at the cost of a few precious inches. With her head tilted fully back, the cool mud kissed the tips of her earlobes.

The cruel irony of her predicament was even though she pulled her arm free, she dared not move it. The same went for the rest of her body as she felt the mud quake around her. She whimpered, closing her eyes as her hat gently pushed itself off of her head and onto the mud.

Her thoughts raced back to the time she fell in love with nature. She found herself standing in the river, being caressed by the cool gentle current flowing around her. But this time she could feel the water rising. The water gently lifted her off her feat and she floated backwards. She smiled. Despite the tears from her imminent demise, she found a reason to make peace with her end.

"You really want me, nature? It's okay, I understand. You can have my body, I don't need it anymore. Just promise me I'll feed the plants around this creek. Let me become one with you and my life will be complete..."

With that, she took her final breath and let the mud close in around her face. All that was left was a muddy arm that was slowly being drug under the surface. She thought about pulling it under to fully surrender herself to her fate. There was something about the idea that was symbolically appealing, something that nature itself would smile upon.

But then she felt something heavy land on the surface of the mud, right above where she sank. Her survival instinct kicked in which drove her arm to wrap itself around whatever it was above her. Adrenaline kicked in as she pulled with all her might. The mud's suction broke and her head broke the surface. She gasped, taking in the oppressive desert air and spitting out mud when she could.

She shook her head to dislodge the mud from her eyes. She could've wiped it away but she dared not let go of her lifeline, whatever it was. She carefully opened her eyes to allow her vision to come into focus. Then she saw what, and who, saved her life.

She found herself grasping onto a tree. It wasn't a very large one. It was one of the young trees that had grown as a result of the wetlands being reclaimed from the desert. She found herself grasping onto the trunk for dear life but she had to wonder. "How the fuck did a whole ass tree get here?"

Then she looked towards the shore and found her answer. Her eyes locked with a large brown rodent with a paddle-like tail. Tears once again welled in her eyes but this time, she found herself crying tears of joy. "Aww, you sweet thing. I'm gonna bring you a big box of beaver treats."

The beaver scurried away. She knew it had very good reason to be wary of humans like her. So she contemplated her situation once again. "Okay girl, you're not going to die. You just need to hold onto this fucking tree for dear life and you'll be okay..." She looked up at the sun, which she estimated still had at least a couple more hours left in the sky. "Plus look at the bright side. You're completely covered in mud so the sun won't bake you to death. Now you just have to think of something to do in the meantime while you wait for someone to come get you..."

Then she looked down at the mud, letting another wicked thought form in her head. She purred "Okay nature. I might be yours but I'm not quite ready to move in yet..." Her left hand, still trapped in front of her sex, began to dance in a way only she knew how. "Mmmnn. I'll be back to visit you. I'll even wear something a little more... natural."

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