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Lurking in the Mud - No. 10

Peering out the window of the large truck Nidonocu watched the last of the houses fall behind as Garn turned off the main road and started down the smaller track that ran along the top of the cliffs. To their right he could see fences and hedgerows hemming in the gardens of bungalows and small houses. They carried on past these for roughly half mile before they were replaced by a dense tangle of woodland. To their left a wide expanse of green lawn slowly dropped down for three or four hundred yards until it ended abruptly at the cliff edge. There was no fence, the land just ended with a sharp line, there was no doubt a sharp drop or steep slope but from where he was in the car all he could see was the blue sea sparkling in the sun.

"So where are we going?" the purple rabbit asked, peering over at the big otter, Garn was dressed in unusual attire; knee length shorts and a t-shirt was not the sort of outfit he was used to seeing the big otter in. He'd even pulled his hair back; his multitude of braids tucked into a long queue that hung over one shoulder all the way down to his stomach. "Why drive us all the way down here?"

Garn glanced over at his passenger and smiled, the rabbit was conscious that most people found him strange to look at. But from the appraising glances the big otter had been giving him since they had set out he was glad the otter liked what he saw. With his body covered in rich purple fur with a huge fluffy purple tail he stood out. His long bunny ears were relatively normal but they poked up out of thick brown hair which really drew looks as it was such a strange contrast to the purple. Nido squeaked and ducked his head, hand coming up to ward off the otter's paw as he interrupted the bunny's thoughts by trying to flick the small horn that emerged from his fore-head,

"Patience, poison-hoppity," the otter said with a grin, "You'll see soon enough, I promise its worth the wait."

Grumbling under his breath about otters and their mysteries Nido slumped back in his chair and stared out the window. The breeze from the sea blew over his muzzle, bringing the rich tang of ozone and salt. It was a refreshing scent and he breathed deeply and sighed happily, "Well at least its a good day to be visiting the beach."

"It's the perfect day to visit the beach," Garn responded pulling the vehicle over and parking it in a small layby, "Now from here we walk, its not far really." The otter then hopped out of the truck and walked toward the back of it. Nido hurried after Garn, curious to what he was going to do next, he rounded the back of the trailer in time to see the large otter finish stripping his t-shirt off. Broad shoulders rippled as he stretched and the bright summer sun shone off his sleek, oiled fur. Blushing deeply Nido glanced away from the otter as he pulled his heavy cargo shorts off revealing most of his legs and a pair of thin nylon shorts that barely covered his thighs. He didn't get long to squirm however as the otter swiftly got his attention by thrusting an identical pair of shorts under his nose.

"Change into these, then put the boots on," he nodded at a large pair of boots similar to the ones he was wearing, "Then we can get going."

Staring at the flimsy pair of shorts Nido squeaked and shook his head, he knew he must be blushing but he didn't care, "I can't wear those," he spluttered in embarrassment, "Besides where would I get changed?"

With a huge grin plastered on his muzzle the otter pushed the shorts into Nido's paws, "Right here, there is no one to see you for miles," he paused, whiskers twitching as his grin turned lecherous, "Well no one but me, now hurry up and change."

Whimpering Nido squirmed under the big otters gaze but after one last half-hearted protest he quickly stripped out of his clothes and tried to scramble into the shorts. He whined when Garn stopped him as he tried to keep his underwear on but he obeyed the otter. Stripping down on all the way the nude Nido blushed as Garn growled in approval as he looked the bunny up and down. "Nice rump, now get dressed bunny," the otter rumbled and chuckled as the rabbit scrambled into the flimsy green shorts. They were baggy and didn't cling too much which was something and the boots were comfortable plus the sun did feel nice on his back fur. He just wished Garn hadn't rumbled out those comments whilst he changed. Doing up the last lace Nido clambered back to his feet and faced the otter, hands resting on his hips, "Satisfied?" he asked and when the otter nodded Nido felt himself blush as Garn shamelessly checked him out again. Licking his lips Nido let his own eyes rove over the otters big, broad frame, the shorts were quite tight on the otter and showed off the hefty package between his legs. Nido found himself smiling softly as his gaze lifted up to meet the otters eyes, "I'll admit it's not a bad look but why? Where are we going?"

"You'll see, come," was the only answer Garn offered as he turned away and started toward the cliff-edge. Nido glanced at the truck one last time then hurried to catch up. He'd committed himself to this from the moment he'd gotten in the otter's truck. He'd see where this was going... he had a feeling he might enjoy it.

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Following the otter Nido did his best to keep his balance, wobbling slightly as the heavy boots Garn had given him slipped over the unstable scree of small rocks that littered the path. They had climbed down a shallow incline along the cliff-face to the scree of loose rock at their base. It hadn't been a difficult climb just long and now the bunny was definitely feeling the heat of the sun on his fur as he panted slightly and looked ahead toward the otter. Scrambling forward to catch up with Garn the purple bunny stopped next to him and looked back the way they had come.

"Not very tall are they?" Nido murmured to the otter as he tried to trace their path back up the cliff-face. A sheer bluff of compacted clay and brown granite loomed over-head and he could just about make out their trail amongst the scree and scrub. "So now what, do we go down to the sea?"

Garn glanced down at the bunny and shook his head and pointed along the rough ground that ran along the base of the cliffs. "This way, we don't need to go down to the beach, come along." He set off; clambering over the sun-baked rocks and Nido followed then froze as they topped the first ridge. Spread out before them was a broken land of large rocks, pebbles, tough, wiry bushes and large open expanses of deceptively flat looking brown/grey land. Some of them had the look of pools; with a layer water over the top of and there were large clumps of reeds growing out of some of them.

"This... this is what you brought me for!" Nido exclaimed staring at the pools of thick liquid clay and blushing deeply, the green lining of his ears darkening as he squirmed under the big otter's gaze.

"Oh yes... now come we still have a ways to walk to reach a good pool." Garn turned and started off, walking along the smooth surface of sun-baked rocks that skirted the edges of the pools. Occasionally his heavy boots squelched through soft, squishy mud and Nido obediently followed the big guy. He couldn't help but blush and peek at the large pools, their smooth surfaces calling to him as they waited undisturbed and quiet beneath the sun. Skirting the edge of a small pool Nido missed Garn's graceful hop from one rock to another and stepped off into the mud.

His heavy boot crunched through the sun-baked surface and with a squeak of alarm he wobbled and grabbed hold of a rock as his leg sank. It plunged into the thick, clinging muck all the way up to his thigh. Mud squelched and slurped about against his skin, pushed beneath his skimpy shorts and clung to his fur. It was thick and almost gelatinous, tugging lightly at him as he tried to keep his balance and not fall over into the larger expanse of the pool behind him.

"You ok?" Garn asked, the big otter smiling down at the bunny with a soft smile, "Couldn't wait I see, don't blame you."

Pouting slightly Nido pushed his hands against the rock and got the knee that was still free of the mud beneath him for leverage. Slowly he pulled himself back out of the mud, shivering a bit at the way it slurped and tugged at his leg. "This stuff is thick, mfff doesn't want to let me go," he commented as he tugged his foot free and looked at his leg. It was coated in a thick layer of slimy grey/brown muck that oozed and rolled in slow waves down his leg as he stood back up.

Nido stood for a moment staring down at his leg then glanced over at Garn and blushed, trying to hide the bulge that was pushing out against the thin fabric of his shorts, "It feels... really nice, Why is it so thick?"

"It's mostly clay, thick and gooey and rather fun, come along this way," turning away the otter led them around the pool Nido had almost fallen in and up a small rise of rocks. At the top they had to cross a narrow strip of land that ran between the base of the cliffs and a drop down into a deep rock pool full of bright, clear sea-water. "We can clean off in this pool later," Garn waved down at it, "It's always nice and warm but this," He pulled Nido up to stand next to him at the top of the ridge and pointed down, "Is the pool for us."

"Oh..." Nido whispered, ears flattening against his head at what he saw. The pool was big, several hundred metres wide, screened from the shore by a huge stand of reeds but on the land-ward side a smooth shelf of granite ran down to meet the muck. It was hard to tell exactly where rock ended and mud started but the poison-bunny had taken a half step toward it before he caught himself. Nido stopped with a blush to glance up at the large otter. Garn was watching him and had a huge smirk on his muzzle as he drew the rabbit in close. Powerful ottery arms wrapped about the smaller bunny and then he slid his muzzle alongside Nido's and murmured.

"Shall we go down?"

"Yeah lets..." Nido whispered blushing as the otter drew back and scrambled down the slope and walked out onto the rock shelf. Quickly he set down his bag and pulled out a couple of towels and large bottles of water and arranged them all out in the sun and shade respectively. Nido let the otter get on with it and padded down toward the muck and stood nervously on the shore, looking down at it and testing it with his boot. He didn't slip into it just yet, the memory of how it had slurped and clung to his leg was still fresh and the ooze still trickling down his thigh was a reminder of just how thick this mud was.

"Take your boots off," Garn whispered in the bunnies ear as he padded past, dressed in just those skimpy nylon shorts Nido froze as he watched the powerful otter walk into the mud. He didn't pause or hesitate, he just kept walking as his feet sank into the muck up to his ankles then he paused and looked back at the bunny, heavy rudder tail swaying back and forth, "Well?"

Squirming a bit Nido knelt down and tugged off the boots Garn had given him, blushing a bit at being so obviously hard in public. He couldn't help it, the idea, the thought of what he was about to do was getting him excited and he risked a quick glance up at the otter a he padded back out of the pool. Leaving muddy foot prints on the rock the otter ran a paw over Nido's ears, stroking them fondly then he turned and ran at the pool of mud. Nido watched in surprise as the otter picked up speed and then flung himself forward. Stomach slapping into the brown liquid with a wet squelch Garn rode across the top of the thick, slimy ooze. He planted his face into the creamy muck, letting his momentum carry him several metres out. Nido could only guess at how that must feel, the slimy mud coating the otter's stomach and chest rapidly and then as he slowed down he lifted his head back up and gasped. His whole head was coated in thick waves of clay; he was a completely different person with his features hidden by the mud dripping from his muzzle. He didn't stop to clear his eyes just rolled onto his back, churning the mud up in a small area about his body. With his paws sliding and pushing mud across his chest and stomach to spread it around he dug down with his shoulders and legs until he was lying several inches deep in the pool. Mud covered every inch of his body in a slimy, slippery coating of liquid clay that reflecting the sun.

Nido was shocked by the sudden change, the mud had claimed the otter, it was hard to tell what species he was with his tail buried and his features obscured. He watched as Garn wiped his eyes clear and lifted his head out of the divot he was lying in with a wet slurping sound and grinned at him, "Coming in Nido?"

"Yeah erm..." blushing the rabbit moved into the muck, slowly letting his feet slip under the surface, wriggling his toes as the thick brown clay squished up around them. He glanced at the otter who nodded encouragingly and slowly continued forward. Murmuring gently Nido squirmed as the mud oozed up around his shins, the slick, creamy muck coated his fur easily and as he slid through the muck he gently sank deeper. Each time he put weight on his feet it took longer for the mud to compact down and support his weight. He could feel it squishing about his legs and soon enough the slick, claggy mass was squeezing about his thighs. "This feels... so good," Nido whispered wrenching his hips from side to side and groaning as the mud slowly crept up over his rump and groin. It was sticky, wet and warm and the heavy mass of semi-liquid clay squeezed its way under his shorts to coat his cock and balls but he didn't mind, it felt really good.

"Try sitting down Nido, you can force your legs up then and try lying on your back."

"In a moment, I want to... sink a bit more first." Nido blushed as Garn laughed; the otter was lying on his front, a slinky, slippery creature of muck just watching Nido as he wriggled and squirmed from side to side and slowly but surely sank deeper. "Oooh... Garn this.... mfff," he was up to his stomach now and the muck was steadily sucking and squeezing against his legs, a heavy, slippery weight that was slowly being displaced as his weight force it out of the way only to roll back in and cling to him, pushing him deeper. Taking a deep breath he slipped a hand under the muck and pushed it through the thick clay to grip his dick and squeeze it.

"Now bunny," Garn whispered sliding closer over the surface of the muck, leaving a slimy trail behind him. "Enough of that," His hand slipped through the mud easily. Once he was close enough to touch Nido the otter forced himself up onto his knees. Garn's weight was distributed across both his legs but he still sank up to his waist in the muck. The sudden shift from horizontal to vertical made waves of thick, creamy, liquefied clay slide down Garns body before some of it dropped off to splatter into the pool. Nido blushed deeply and whimpered as Garn's questing hand pulled his hand away from his cock, "You can play once you are properly coated."

Nido whimpered, squirming as the mud started to slip up his chest. He peeked up as Garn loomed above him the otters big, wicked grin making the bunny squirm in anticipation, "But it feels so good."

"Of course it does but now..." a pair of mucky hands gripped Nidos shoulders and the otter shoved the purple rabbit backwards. Yelping as his shoulders carved out a divot in the pool of clay to accommodate his body Nido quickly he bent his knees, forcing them through the slippery mass so he could lie on his back properly. It wasn't easy; the mud clinging to his body on all sides was so thick. He had to really force his limbs through the muck and it didn't help that Garn was bearing down on him with all his weight. Nido squirmed and blushed as he found himself looking up at the otter; he looked like a creature out of an old movie. Mud oozed over his form, his braids were a tangled mass that clung to his neck and hung free, dripping a constant stream of thick clay onto Nido' chest. "Ready?" The otter asked and Nido blinked in confusion and squirmed in the muck, feeling it give slightly only to wash back in and cling to him.

"Ready for what? Garn.... I... I am not sure... mffff!" He was cut off as Garn kissed him, it was a muddy, slimy kiss at that but Nido didn't care as the big otter continued to press on his shoulders and push his body deeper. Mud was oozing over his head, he could feel it squishing into his hair and up his muzzle so he quickly closed his eyes and groaned. Garn broke the kiss and Nido drew a deep breath as wet, clinging clay claimed his head. Squirming under Garn's weight Nido wriggled and bucked back and forth as the large otter's paws stroked, teased and rubbed muck into his body. It was so slimy, liquid and yet not and thick and clinging, oozing over his body, claiming it as he sank deeper. The big otters rubbing; teasing paws stripped Nido of his shorts, leaving him naked and horny in the thick clay. He couldn't stop Garn, the otter was too heavy and used to moving in the mud.

After a few minutes the otter let the bunny get his head back up, he gasped for breath and clawed at his eyes with one hand until he could see. Garn was crouched waist deep in the mud atop Nido's lower body and he was grinning like a loon, "Having fun?" was the question asked as one of those wandering webbed paws wrapped about bunny cock and teased it free of the clinging morass.

"Yes... Garn... I... mfff feels good..." Squirming back and forth, slipping and sliding on his hands as he tried to push himself upright. He managed it eventually and glanced down at his body and squirmed at what he saw. He was coated completely in a thick layer of mud that oozed and slurped across his body. Smiling happily he glanced at Garn and wriggled back and forth. "Wh... what now?"

His answer was the big otter pouncing him and trying to roll him over. Squeaking and spluttering in surprise Nido pushed back and felt Garn slip and slide against his body. The two pulled their legs free of the mud and tried to toss one another. It was hard, every grip Nido tried to make on the otter's slinky body slipped. Garn on the other hand was more practiced, his hands and arms would lock and twist and Nido would find himself slipping and sliding over the muck. Tossed and turned the otter was winning but Nido managed to slip free, by sinking hi arms into the mud and pushing up with his backside. This caught Garn off guard and the slimy water-weasel slid right over the top of the poison bunny. He landed with a splat on his side and Nido was on him in a flash, pushing against him with his shoulder and one leg as he tried to pin Garn in the mud and free his hands. He almost pulled it off, for a moment the otter was pinned and then his rudder slipped up and shoved Nido's legs askew. With a yelp the rabbit found himself rolled onto his front. He was pinned face down in the churned, creamy clay, his arms buried up to the shoulders and Garn pushing his head back down as the big otter slipped onto his back.

Struggling and bucking back and forth Nido got his head free but felt one of his legs sink as he tried to put weight on his knee and push up. As it sank into the muck something else sank into him. Garn's dick was spreading his rump wide. Yelping in surprise at how easily the slick otter's cock fitted into his arse Nido tossed his head back and moaned. Falling still and panting the rabbit glanced back at Garn as the otter settled his large body over his and sank his shaft all the way into his rump. He was large but the mud added as excellent lubricant, beyond a slight twinge at the discomfit in his size the bunny groaned in delight as Garn rested his sticky, mud coated head between his ears.

"Having fun?" He asked with a chuckle as he shifted his hips, starting to pull back with a wet slurping noise only to buck down and slap his dick back into Nido and make him moan.

"Yes... ne... nearly got you..." Nido cried out, paws opening and closing, kneading the mud around them as the otter started to settle into a steady rhythm.

"Nearly... you can try again in a bit... mfff but now..." Garn groaned and shoved Nido's head under the muck, his weight and bucking hips helping to sink the bunny deeper into the muck. With the sun warming his back and mud oozing across his body Garn closed his eyes and groaned, loving the feel of the bunny beneath him. Rocking his hips back and forth, ploughing Nido's arse the otter let his friend up for breath but didn't relent in any other way. He kept the rabbit trapped beneath the muck, squeezed and held in the liquid muck, held in its cloying, claggy grasp beneath the otter's powerful, arching, bucking body. He did however slip one hand beneath the muck to grip Nido's dick and tease it, pawing him off as he took care of his tight arse. Leaning forward, pushing his chest into the mud until he was flush against Nido's back the otter squeezed the rabbit's cock firmly and growled in his ears. "Big breath now.... otter's going to finish this...."

Nido moaned and took a deep breath then groaned as his head was forced back beneath the mud. Garn came with him, he could feel the otters head alongside his, chin tucked over his shoulder. His hips started to buck faster, thick cock driving rapidly in and out of his arse even as the otter's webbed paw rubbed and teased along the length of his cock. Trying his best not to cry out and get a muzzle-full of mud Nido bucked and squirmed beneath his friend. It felt so good, he was a real-mud bunny now, coated and slimy, squeezed about on all sides by thick, heavy muck and slowly sinking deeper as he was fucked. Groaning loudly Nido felt himself spill over the edge, his shaft pulsing and smearing his cum into the creamy slurry all around them. His arse clenched down about Garn's shaft and he felt the otter stop bucking and stiffen, arm gripping across his chest tightly as warmth rushed out of the otter's cock to fill his arse.

He wasn't sure how long it lasted, Garn's body held his tightly and the pair spilt their seed into the mud. Slowly however Nido became aware that Garn was helping him back to the surface. Gulping down a breath of fresh air Nido whimpered and curled up slightly, panting as he rested his head on Garn's chest. Lying there, blinded by the muck covered his head Nido was content to just snuggle in against the large otter and let him hold him as the sun warmed their slimy bodies. A paw was stirring up and down his chest, brushing the slurry of muck back and forth and Garn's muzzle slid over his neck then pressed against one of his ears.

"How was that, worth the drive?"

"Yeah," Nido breathed out, shivering slightly, backing his rump against Garn's body, letting the big otter spoon him in the muck, "That was... fantastic."

"We can play again in a bit... if you like, still plenty of sunshine left."

"I'd like that... but can we rest for a bit?"

"Of course," The big otter murmured stretching out with a wet sucking squelch as he shifted his weight, "Whenever you are ready."

Sighing and pushing one hand into the muck, feeling it slip and slide and smear across his already coated fur Nido shivered happily. It felt brilliant and he was in no rush for it to end. Lying in the sun in a puddle of gooey, churned up muck with a big otter to play with Nido was content to get his breath back and think about what to do next. Garn whispered that the summer sun would soon bake the outer layer of mud into a crust. He suggested they just bask in it and then dive into the clear pool.

"Once we are clean, we can come back and do it all again, just next time you have to do a sliding dive like I did."

Rolling onto his back Nido cleared his eyes and glanced over at Garn and smirked, "Sure, but next time I get to plough you."

Laughing Garn tweaked his friends sheath and winked, "If you can win now..." flopping back with a squish the otter spread his legs and lay on the surface, body glistening with slowly moving rivulets of mud. "Lets bake...."

~fin