In the Damascus Estersand, a little Moogle named Grim was dragging a little yordle named Moon to a small opening in the bottom of a cliff. He dragged me to the end of it and I looked around confused.

“We’re here, kupo!” The sand under him looked unstable.

“There’s… Nothing here though.” I looked around, and then looked back at him taking off all his clothes and tossing them aside, his naked furry body flowing in the desert air. “W-What’re you doing?” I started to get erect.

“Just watch, kupo! You’re going to love it, hehe, kupopo!”  He stepped backwards, the sand becoming very unstable, and then he jumped back and plopped into the sand up to his sac. He shifted his legs and sank to the base of his penis. “K-Kupo…” he looked at me “I-I’m doing this for you, so j-just sit back and watch… Okay, kupo?” I nodded.

He shifted his legs more and blushed, watching as his penis sank under with a twitch, and then his tail went under. He put his paws on the sand and shifted more in the quicksand, sinking passed his bellybutton and up to his chest, making muffled “Kupo…” noises here and there. He got to his breasts and moaned as his wings were halfway sunk into the sand, resting his arms on the surface, not letting them go under yet. With a few breaths, kupos, and movements, he sunk to his shoulders, the tips of his wings sticking out of the sand.

“I-I’m gonna go under, o-okay? You need to pull my pom to pull me back up, kupo… Okay…?” I nodded.

With a large sigh he pushed himself down into the quicksand passed his shoulders and his arms went under, the sand rolling over them, his wings disappeared completely in the sand. Only his head remains above the sand, he let the sand do the rest. Sinking slowly to his chin and looking at me. “I’m about to go under, kupo… Be sure to pull me out before I-.” He was interrupted by his mouth sinking into the sand, I nodded, and he let the sand take him.

He shifted a little in the quicksand, sinking passed his nose. Shifting more, his eyes sank under, leaving his forehead. He moved so much in the quicksand that it was quickly taking the rest of his head, his hair resting on the surface. He made quick movements in the sand and his hair sank under, leaving his ears and pom, which he left high in the air. Slowly sinking under deeper and deeper, the tips of his ears above the sand, he couldn’t hold his breath any longer and breathed out – for the last time. The tips of his ears slowly sank under, leaving his pom which rested on the sand, the bubbles coming up splashing some sand on it as it starts to slowly go under, being eaten by the sand, bubbles still coming up as the sand rolls over the top of his pom, completely submerging Grim in the quicksand. There was a slight movement in the sand and the bubbles slowly stopped coming, Grim was completely submerged in the quicksand and it became still once more.