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Tina and Haggar are going on a walk in the jungle. Tina, being a stupid cunt like all women, carelessly steps into some soft, watery mud along a riverbank. Haggar starts to sweat as Tina sinks to her hips into the muck. "Don't just stand there, help me get out of this mud!" The cries of Tina start to give Haggar an erection. He reaches down for a lump in his trousers, and starts to rub it gently. Tina works her way out of the mess, since it's actually impossible to drown in quicksand, and slaps Haggar in his panting face. Tina wonders why Haggar would rather rub his jollies than rescue a woman and get real pussy, but then she remembers that Haggar has a quicksand fetish.
A Quicksand Fetish is the bizarre arousal of sinking, or watching someone sink in a sticky, gooey, or dirty pit of quicksand from an old jungle movie, or other stuff. The 'fetish' is generally associated with people living in the Southern United States, Canadians, furries, and surprisingly a lot of "girls" on Deviantart. Their fetish is all over Deviantart, furfag communities, and they even have dozens of porn sites dedicated to sinking.
History
A long time ago, back before Deviantart, a woman was walking with her boyfriend along the coast. Caught, she was, sinking with the tide rising. The local news covered this story, with stories of the tragedy of the woman who lost her life due to being caught, and drowned, in quicksand. Such inspired leagues of fat, middle-aged men to look at their TVs and think "yes, I can masturbate to this tragedy." Like all fetishists with horrible, sick mutations, they ran immediately to upload crayon drawings of their childhood idols sinking to their doom to the one place that would pander to such obvious mental growth malfunctions, the internet.
One of the earliest quicksand fetish sites began in the mid-90s with a site dedicated to some German's quicksand fanfictions and some furfag's artwork. After that one of the earliest porn sites arrived made by future Deviantart user 
Kaolumbia. Fast forward a decade later when DevianTART arrived, the fetish heavily expanded to deviantart users, furfags, and several porn sites and forums dedicated to this.
But they don't have to just be fapping to badly made drawings either. They also take their hobby IRL in real quicksand/mud pits!
Types of pits
It's not just quicksand that gets them off. They'll sink in almost anything be it mud/slime/chocolate/jizz and they'll cum faster then a furry in a PetSmart. Hell, it doesn't even have to be women sinking, per-say, it can be furries, bad photoshops of porn stars, Second Life zombie-esque posing (yes, these are people that fap to Second Life. Let that sink in), and et cetera. Below are a list of some of the other ways they take their fetish.
Quicksand
The most basic of their hard-ons. Jungles? Swamps? Deserts? It's an all you can fap sex shop!
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Someone somewhere just came to this.
Mud
Less then sexy. Only softcore sinkers do mud. They hardly even sink, they just roll around in it like the pigs they are.
Tar Pits
Fact: 100% of quicksand fetishists have been banned from the La Brea Tar Pits.
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The first quicksand fetishist. -
Don't interrupt a pretty lady when she'sbecoming An Heroenjoying herself. -
Color Pencils? Fuck yeah!
Dumbasses in Distress
Since most sinking fetishists will most likely not be able to find their one true jungle girl to sink with, they just resort to the next best thing: Damsels in distress! Whether it be your big boobed jungle explorer, your big assed supergirl, or your next door neighbor, trick them into sinking to their doom and rescue them in an off chance that they'll go out with you! If they say no, just throw them back in and whack one off while you watch them drown. This will be a fun story for the cops!
At the end of the day this proves that Feminist Frequency has a point about media tropes. There, I fucking said it, you sick fucks. You ruined it for everybody.
How to troll a Quicksand Fetishist
- Remind them that you can't drown in real quicksand and will only die of exposure.
- Remind them that the last big quicksand scene was from Indiana Jones: Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.
- Remind them that if they jack off to women dying they literally want to die alone and virgins.
- Insult their quicksand porn actresses who they worship as goddesses.
- Raid the public forums. (They're paranoid as hell.)
- Call them weird.
A quicksand 'story'
So lately i have been trying to stay in shape, mostly by being outside and running and biking a around our local trails. The closest one near my house was once an old defunct rail line that was turned into a bike trail. So me being curious i rode (10 mlies) to an end where, i saw on google maps, was near a main line. I got there, and my gut instinct told me to go left. Im glad i did.
I came to what used to be a switch point, but was now an over grown sidding that went into the woods now cut off by the main line. Then i saw it. Just inbetween the two sets of tracks, was a patch of mud. I didnt think much of it. Hell i tested psrt of it out and it was really slippery. After almost falling on my face i went more in and discovered the mud was deeper. I couldnt help myself and took ALL MY CLOTHES OFF and jumped in. I sank up to my upper calves, and immedeatly remembered was going to need someplace to wash off. So i decacatly pulled my gym shorts over my mud colored legs and i hid my stuff across the tracks. I walked around a good 5 minutes up and down the tracks when i finally found a retention pond (with a thin layer of ooze on top). Right as i was starting to go back a CSX truck (the railroad company name) comes driving by on the tracks followed by a line of maintenance crews, all of whom were staring at me and my mud covered legs, and ghost white shirtless body :lol: (its no longer like that now). Feeling a bit embarrassed i walked back down to the lake to wait a few minutes, because if i were to have gotten caught on the tracks, i wouldnt be here now.
So i get back, and i dont hear anything at all. I began to get supper pumped up and exciting, my body was shaking and my right eye was twitching. I looked a little a head from where i sunk first and saw it went a little further in and after that was water. I ran and jumped into the spot that i had not sunk in and went straight to my waist (i forgot to take my shorts off oops :oops: ), although now i felt a more firm bottom. I began rubbing the cold mud all over me. Then i started roleplaying and bending my knees to go lower. I got to past my stomach and started masturbating and fingering myself, and just as i got to my shoulders i had an orgasm. I continued to go, and about 10 seconds after i submerged i orgasmed, which made me come up for air, and then again after submerging and comming back up. I was in my own little heaven and i was going to keep going until my body was drained. I was going for a forth one when i heard a train comming. I had already wiped the mud from my face, so i put a little more on and pushed my self up to my nose, as the first 2 trains went by and the freight started going i started going again, and i just started to lift my mouth up to release my moans of pleasure when two trains at the very back came and some one was on the last train. And again some how i got starred at.
It was right after the train passed and i let my built up energy go, the smell hit my nose Something was freaking dead. How i didnt notice it before i dont know. But i went for a 6th and final orgy and after that i couldnt take the smell anymore. I began to crawl out of the mud towards the thin layer of water. As i crawled into the water, i noticed it was a little cold at first, then as i went around a little bend blocked by a big tree i noticed it was a little warm. I was still roleplaying when i turned, looked and saw what used to be a (what i think was) armadillo, now nothing but a picked apart carcass, that was lying on an incline of dirt from the tree, to the water. Now i knew it had rained pretty good about a week ago, and probably there was more water in the pit, so i knew and blood and bodily fluids was in that water. Now grossed as fuck i heard a splash in the water next to me and saw ANOTHER armadillo walking onto what was aparently solid ground...
AND TAKE A SHIT IN THE WATER
And thats when noticed shit every where. And that mud was in my mouth, up my butthole, under my finger and toenails, and all over my body.
So as i crawled back i heard trucks comming. And i panicked because i didnt wamt to get caught or go back in that shit hole again, so i made it look like i was extracting my self from the mud. I timmed it perfectly, but the lead truck still stopped to ask me what was up, i said i was hiking through the woods when fell in the mud the first time, i had then trecked, found the lake, and wss washing off my legs when i realized my phone was missing, so i went back and found it in the mud but fell into what i think was quicksand and had a bit of a struggle before i got out. I then asked for a ride to the lake, they said yes so i got in the back and they drove to the lake, and as i got out and they were driving away, i was getting odd, blank, and mixed looks by at least 30 guys. And just as i got in the lake i noticed i smelt like a ditch.
So as im ridding back home im wondering what to tell my mom what happened. Im ridding with no hands, going pretty fast, when a black racer snake slides across the road, i thought it was a bump so i hit it to see if i could keep control, i slid off my bike, fell on some ones gravel drive way, and rolled into a ditch full of water. Now my phone REALLY DIDNT WORK
So i get back home and my mom asks what happened to me,why i was so wet and nasty smelling, in told her i hit a snake and flew into a ditch
I had to shower outside :lol: Its ok though, now ill remember from now on: Bring a friend Bring a rope Bring a mind willing to survey the fucking area before they jumpin a cest pit!
Writing truly worthy of Shakespeare.
Horror Movies
- That boy is (not) getting laid tonight
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The 'Documentary'
In early 2015, it was announced on VICE that they were going to make a documentary on their freak fetish. Upon hearing the news, the little piglets all collectively creamed into their quicksand pits at once and stopped having jacking themselves off enough to jack off to a documentary on their freak selves. Below is the documentary itself.
Quotes
What 'Sinkers' think of ED
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Cataloging lulz is important hard work. -
A producer of fine quicksand 'film' upset about learning the truth about their existence. -
Here is an example of a sinker in denial. -
We pigs nao. -
I'm not angry. I did it for the lulz. -
You're right. Your avi is pretty pathetic.
Gallery
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0/10: Would fap to again. -
Fucking ponies -
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Danger is sexy!
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Only in your dreams. -
Also in your dreams. -
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A brave furfag being rewarded for a job well done. -
Oh yeah baby! Fill my vagoo with your goo! -
See Also
- Auto-erotic asphyxiation
- Balloon Fetish
- BDSM
- Vore
- Codey Porter
- Deviantart
- Dying Alone
- Fetish
- Furries
- Inflation art
- Sick Fuck
External links
- Quicksand Fans (You'll need an account to see the fail)
- The Deviantart
hivegroup where they procreate.
Porn sites
Notable Quicksand TARTlets
- Kaolumbia (Runs a quicksand porn site)
- Lady of Mud (She's a girl sinker!)
- Toughset (A furfag who gets off on rescuing pretend dumbasses in pretend distress)
- Kei Waza (A nigger weeaboo artist from Texas)
- Kenham1 (Runs a quicksand porn site)
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