This is based on a day with my former GF Jayne. Jayne was about 5ft 8in, with measurements of 36c/d, 29 waist, and 39-42 hips depending on the day it seemed. She enjoyed wearing really tight dresses to show off her form, and she was and is a huge influence on my art. She loved being drawn in peril, and one day we decided to go exploring where we knew of a great potential bog site. Well we were not disappointed. Jayne put on one of her dresses and wiggled on out to the area we figured the quicksand would be. As she sauntered along, the ground began to undualte under Jayne. I pointed it out to her. "Oh, it ripples like I do, like it's mocking my big ol' butt, hahahahaha!" After a few minutes of Jayne playing, I noticed the ground was really like a huge waterbed. Where she stood it had stretched/lowered so the her calces were level with the normal height of the ground about 10 feet away. As I pointed that out to Jayne, she looked down and we heard a "Splorp". Jayne had finally exceeded the strength of the top of the bog. She plunged to her calves, and the dress made it impossible for her to lift a foot out.

She struggled for a bit, sank a little deeper, with lots of wiggle, jiggle, ripple and wobble going on, which was very fun to watch and honestly arousing as hell. At one point she lost her balance and plopped that big thick wide butt of hers down onto and quickly it began to go into the quicksand. I remember this moment as she was getting worried that it was really deep (we found out it was and returned often) and her butt was just starting to break the surface and be slowly swallowed by the bog. "Hey Jayne, looks like you have a really big soft, squishy seat, and it's got a soft squishy seat to sink into as well." If only digital cameras existed back then....