Marble Mudflat Maiden (R)

[Black Clay Lord]

This here is a little something I did for International Mud Day.

A friend told me about it, so I had to do something for the occasion. It's only logical.

NOTICE: The Camilla in this story is an OC of mine. Not the Nohrian Princess she is named & themed after.
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When some think about Camilla, the first thing would usually be the Nohrian Princess. That's true, but... Palutena gave birth one day to a daughter who appeared like her, and as she aged, the look became more & more apparent by the day. It eventually resulted in her adopting a personality like hers as well. Most notably in terms of her gentle side. Yet, when it came to her body, boy did she grow, in terms of her bust & hips. She did however, embrace it.

However, the main focus today is Camilla's love for mud. Like much of her sisters, she loves to get muddied when possible, whether it's in quicksand, tar, or clay. She was born a regular mudlark from the start, and awoken her absolute mudlark at the age of 18. Now Camilla's 20 years old, and the absolute mudlark in her has only grown stronger & stronger since. In fact, she really expressed it one fine day when she went out for a nice cool sink.

Her story begins one International Mud Day where Camilla has prepped accordingly. Today, she has a date. Not with another, person, but with the Earth itself. Wearing nothing but a sexy bikini, Camilla was going to a mudflat known as the Marbled Mudflat. So aptly named because the mud itself looks like something straight out of the Marbled Garden Zone, and the area itself seemed to match, but with more of a Roman feel to it than the actual zone may let on.

Not only that, but the mud is like a really thick clay, being so extremely thick, one could cut it with a sharp blade. Not that Camilla would do so anyway... In any case, with a satchel of clean clothes on hand, Camilla left a note behind, telling Palutena & I where she is going, and proceeded onward out of the house, and onto her destination. The way to these mudflats is northward in an area one would go if visiting the Azure Bay, which Camilla understood.

She soon came to a fork in the road, with one side going northwest, and the other going northeast. "Hmm... Which way was it again...?" Pondered Camilla. But, she quickly remembers. "Ah, that's right! Northeast!" She then exclaimed, before going in said direction. And her memory served her well, too. The path eventually started to look as if Camilla had walked into Ancient Rome, and in a way she did, as this area had been abandoned for many, many years.

However, the coliseum itself is situated near civilization, so there's no chance of it being lost to the wilderness. Needless to say that the monuments that deserved to be lost to history are not so fortunate as they revel in horrific historical leaders, or something else. Regardless, Camilla just kept traveling until she felt the ground beneath her feet start getting squishy. This filled her with excitement. And finally, in her sight, the immense mudflat itself.

"It's just as unchanging as it ever will be..." Camilla dreamily sighed. Right off the bat, Camilla made for a sect of ruins nearby, and immediately set her things down in a shaded area. Camilla then looked around to see if anyone else was around. And, not another soul was present. She had the mudflats all to herself. However, one of the most important things Camilla brought with her was a really long rope. The rope itself was 15m long, so it was perfect.

Camilla tied one end of the rope to a still standing marble column, and let the other end be free as she needed it to escape once she was done. Camilla proceeded to the mud itself. Using her bare feet, she probed the mud itself to see how thick it was today. Camilla was in luck. The mud was at its thickest today. It was perfect. Camilla proceeded onward into the mud itself, her feet disappeared into it the exact moment she stepped into it, making her smile.

Camilla soon moved forward more into the mud, eventually finding a deep enough spot to sink down in until she goes under. However, she suddenly seats herself on the mud's surface, lies on her back, and begins to actively wallow in it. In fact, in mud this thick, how could one resist the urge to wallow in the mud before actually sinking in it? Camilla certainly can never resist that urge. And she got a big surprise as soon as she stirred up the mud some.

Camilla struck gold in her chosen spot. It was rich with many layers of clay underneath the mud. "Ooh, how insanely wonderful~!" She happily exclaimed. With this discovery, Camilla started to rub the mud & clay on her legs, covering each inch of her shapely legs while still enjoying how the mud felt as it slowly pulled her down some. But even then, Camilla's wallowing was only getting started. Rubbing herself silly, she already looked nice & caked.

However, the strings on Camilla's g-string thong that makes up part of her bikini was starting to come loose. "Huh? Is my bikini coming loose already?" Camilla asked herself upon discovering her bottom being untied. "I was hoping it would last longer." She then quipped. "Oh well... May as well take it off now." With that, Camilla took hold of the straps on her thong & untied them the rest of the way. Shortly after, her bikini top was taken off as well.

Camilla then tosses her discarded bikini aside; both parts landing on the rope within her reach. Fortunately, Camilla was still able to reach her lifeline, so she returns to wallowing in the mud itself. Ordinarily she'd be disappointed that her clothes came off early in her wallow, but she let it slide this time around. The mud, with the creamy clay underneath, just felt too good for any feelings of negativity. Slipping her legs under, Camilla finds herself butt deep in the mud.

"Who needs sunscreen, when this works better~?" Said Camilla, losing herself in a dreamy state of mind. Camilla rubs herself more with the mud, painting her stomach & breasts some before lying back on the surface, just to resume rubbing herself, going into a sort of sensual sensation soon after. Though Camilla splayed herself out nicely enough on her back to keep herself from sinking, there was practically one downside to this position.

That being Camilla's head went under as she works herself in the mud, face & all. But, Camilla was undeterred by this & she simply rose back up. She then cleared her eyes of the mud so she could see again. "I wish I brought a camera so I could've filmed this..." Said Camilla, sighing heavily. "Ah well... Always next time..." She then adds, thrusting herself forward some before painting some mud beneath her breasts, now leaning forward onto her front.

Yet one thing did not escape Camilla's notice: The more she wallowed in the mud, the more she cracked open its surface to reveal more & more creamy clay beneath it, giving this marbled mud even more of a marbled texture than before. This however, incentivised Camilla to just keep wallowing in it. She came to play in the mud, and by golly that's what she was going to do. Within moments, Camilla was now lying on her belly, her breasts being dipped in the clay.

Following them were Camilla's breasts. However, since they were naked, the pleasure felt by Camilla was even greater than usual, almost crossing the line so to speak. But, Camilla kept herself under control, and just rocked her body in the mud, making it slosh & churn nicely as she does so. Her back was already nice & coated, so there was no chance of it to be burned by the sun. That, and her hair also helped in that department as well, so there's that, too.

Nevertheless, Camilla took the time to smear some more much & clay on her butt, even though it was already caked with it greatly by this point, but to Camilla: The more the merrier. Nonetheless, even though she was by herself, Camilla enjoyed her time alone out here. After a while, she rose up off her belly, and inspected her handiwork on her belly & breasts. They were even more caked with mud & clay than before now, and she was pleased with the results.

"Hmm... Why do I feel as if I'm missing a step...?" Camilla asks herself. "...Oh, of course~!" She then says, smiling, before plunging her head downward & thrusting her butt up high for leverage. After a while, Camilla brought her head back up, gasping shortly after. "Hah... that never gets old..." She then says, smiling as she clears the mud over her right eye. Now that she was happy with her wallow, it was time for her to actually sink down into the mud.

Yet Camilla noted that she was starting butt deep due to her legs having been submerged already. However, she didn't mind this at all. All that mattered to her was going under. And it wasn't long before Camilla's butt was engulfed by the mud. Or rather, the clay beneath it. "Down we go..." Camilla sighs, sinking down steadily as her butt was swallowed. She felt the clay & mud press against her most feminine area, making her flush a deep red.

Nonetheless, Camilla kept herself under control still, even as the clay under the mud pushed against Camilla more & more. Tempting as it was to just reach down & finger herself, Camilla never gave into that lustful urge to do so. That, and her hands were claimed by the mud in a thick grip anyway. There was no way she was going to pull them out right away. Or so it seemed. Camilla was at least able to raise her right hand, but... She cupped one of her breasts.

As clay dripped from her breast, it oozed down on Camilla's already coated hand as well, making it even gooier than it appeared already. And she loved it. "Ooh that feels good..." Moaned Camilla, sinking down to her breasts. Now she had both hands mired below the mud's surface. However, Camilla felt some reclaimed thickness in the clay beneath, and it practically squeezed her body in a pleasuring manner. "Oh, oh... It's squeezing me...!" Exclaimed Camilla.

Even so, this was impossible to resist, as Camilla threw her head back, moaning & groaning like there was no tomorrow, even as her legs attempted to thrash under the surface. "Ooh, how I love this...~" Camilla moans, even as her breasts give way to the clay and are sucked under. Camilla soon finds herself at neck deep, skipping her shoulders, and still in a heavily pleasured state. Ordinarily Camilla should've stopped at her shoulders for a moment.

Regardless, she was happy, and loving her situation. Camilla soon sank down to her nose, going past her chin & mouth. With her mouth under the surface, all she was liable to do was blow bubbles, and blow bubbles she did. And she did this for several minutes, but not before closing her eyes before hand. Afterward, Camilla finds herself going under the surface of the mud, and down into the clay that gives it its namesake marbled appearance.

Beneath the surface, there was no light... No sound... Just the clay squeezing Camilla in near orgasmic pleasure. Yet Camilla, pleasured as she was, never did succumb to that. Although she never got to the point where she would've felt lightheaded, and her lungs would've burned, Camilla still regained her composure, swam up, and snagged her still waiting rope. It would've taken her hours to drown regardless, but Camilla had no intention of waiting that long.

Nor did she want to wait until she touch bottom as the spot she was in was an estimated 30 meters deep, and the mud & clay were so thick, it would've taken more than 5 hours to reach it. Nonetheless, with rope in hand, Camilla hauled herself across the surface of the mud, causing more of its surface to crack open & reveal more clay beneath it. "I do hate to part with you," Said Camilla. "But, I'd rather not be here when it starts to rain..."

Indeed, by the time Camilla grabbed her caked swimsuit, which conveniently rested in her path, the skies began to grow black with ominous rain clouds. They signaled that it was time to leave the mudflat before a huge downpour started. Camilla worked non stop, pulling herself across the surface more & more, until at last, she was safely back on solid ground, covered head to toe in thick clay & mud. She then grabbed her pack & found a spring nearby.

The spring was entered, and Camilla came clean in it without incident as the water washed the goop on Camilla off like it was nothing at all. Camilla dried off shortly afterward, and from her pack: A set of dry clothes for her to wear for the trip homeward, and she did not hesitate to put them on before making the trip home; returning to her loving abode just in time for the rains to begin pouring down wherever the clouds hung about in the sky.

Camilla's day here had been a real muddy adventure, yet even she knows when to pack it in when the rain arrives. Yet the rain does not deter Camilla. She knows that when it rains, more mud pits will be born, and she will seek them out. Yet will she dare to sink when it actually rains? Only time will tell on that.

Camilla: Me