Diana always wanted to spend some quality time with her daughter, Daisy before she would leave for her next college semester after the Christmas season. Daisy was currently majoring in environmental conservation and stability and just finished her freshmen semester at college. She had always been fascinated by how the biological diversity of the environment interacted lived symbiotically with each other and wanted to brainstorm ideas to conserve it for future generations and minimize the negative effects of human activity on the ecosystem.
One place Daisy was always fascinated about and where she wanted to go during her studies was the Amazon Rainforest in Brazil. So she pitched to her mom that they take a jungle safari trip to learn about the ecological diversity of the Amazon and experience all the plants and animals living and interacting with each other there. Diana was also interested in the idea as not only would she spend more quality time with her daughter in a place she was familiar with exploring in the past, but she would also have an excuse to get away from the cold of winter in Missouri for a while.
After taking a flight Diana booked for them to Manaus, they stayed at a local hotel to wash up and sleep off the accumulated jetlag. The next morning, the duo scoured the city for a shop to buy tools and supplies, and a rental shop for a vehicle they could use to make the rest of the trip to their destination. Diana was able to negotiate a good deal for the supplies and the rental. It definitely helped that both Diana and Daisy were fluent in Portuguese given their family history. After Diana paid for the rental pick-up truck and two bottles of cola champagne, they set forth and drove all the way to the depths of the rainforest.
As they traveled along a dirt road to the Amazon basin, they saw the skyscrapers of the city disappear over the horizon and get replaced with endless stretches of trees. Most were various species of palms with their bark mostly uncovered, but there were plenty that were also covered in vines. The sounds of people and motor vehicles were also replaced by the sounds of birds and other wildlife, which fascinated Daisy as they were traveling to their stop. After 30 minutes of driving, Diana stopped the truck at a spot considered to be the closest thing to a dirt lot with a small light-brown dirt footpath leading deep into the jungle at the back.
Diana was the first to step out of the truck from the driver’s side. She was a pretty tall woman at 5’ 10.” She had a head of long, jet-black hair that reached to the small of her back. Her eyes were blue and bright like sapphires. Her mouth was small while her lips were painted with red lipstick. Her chest contained a pair of size F breasts that were noticeably big and protruding. Going down past her exposed belly, she had wide, child-bearing hips that were complimented in the back with a plump, shapely butt. She was 43 years old, yet looked like she was still in her early to mid-30’s. Diana was proud of the shape of her body, which she credited to staying physically fit and attractive and giving birth to two children.
Daisy stepped out of the truck from the passenger side one minute later after finally finishing her cola champagne. At 19 years old, she resembled a younger version of her mother without considering all the differences. She had the same jet-black hair as Diana, but it was only shoulder-length. She had green eyes she got from her father. She also had a similar-sized mouth but didn’t wear any lipstick. While she wasn’t quite as “busty” as her mom, she did pack a pair of size D breasts that were large enough to border on being size DD. She bore an hourglass figure along her belly and hips and her butt was large and perky. Finally, she was slightly shorter than her mom at only 5’ 6.”
For clothing, Diana wore an outfit that looked like a typical safari girl outfit. She wore a pair of wading boots for the wet, humid environment. She had short, brown khaki shorts that went down to her thighs. She wore a white midriff-bearing tank top with a brown vest over top. Finally, her outfit was capped with a pith helmet she wore on the top of her head. Being hot and humid out, she enjoyed the feeling of sweat glistening her skin and saturating her tank top, making it partially see-through. Especially around the cleavage area. Daisy wore the same style of khaki shorts, boots, and pith helmet as her mother, but she wore a simpler cloth top that was tied under her breasts and no vest. She also wore her shorts slightly lower than recommended, exposing a small amount of butt cleavage in the back.
After looking out at the dense rainforest they will be exploring with a sense of fascination, Daisy finally spoke up.
“Wow, Mom! The rainforest looks even better than what I’ve seen in textbooks or postcards.”
Hearing this, Diana replied.
“Indeed, honey. In my experience, you haven’t really experienced the true wonder of something until you’ve seen it yourself with your own eyes.”
Daisy: “I can’t wait to see how all the plants and the animals behave and interact with one another to maintain ecological stability and growth, and how we as humans can improve the environment we all live in by lessening our impact without sacrificing our standard of living.”
Diana: “That would be interesting to see, but right now I would like for you to get over here so you can help me get all this stuff unpacked from the truck.”
Diana pointed towards the back of the truck where all of their survival gear was stored. Diana made sure that they were prepared for this expedition and did not skimp on the necessary items and amenities. She brought a pair of survival knives for each of them, water bottles, trowels, rope, a camping stove, first aid, enough anti-venom for all different kinds of snake bites, a tent, flashlights, and other necessary items.
While packing their gear into each of their waterproof rucksacks, Daisy couldn’t help but be amazed by how much they were able to afford for their trip.
Daisy: “I still can’t believe you were able to get all this stuff for us for a fraction of the normal price.”
Diana: “Indeed. I guess you can chalk all that up to me showing off my girlish charm to the clerk in a way.”
Daisy: “Não é verdade! (Ain’t that the truth!)”
With their rucksacks all fully packed up, Diana and Daisy soon made their way through the dirt path and into the rainforest. While walking, they made sure to keep their ears and eyes open to the sights and sounds of the local wildlife. Daisy saw a pair of toucans squawking to each other on a nearby tree branch and even saw a jaguar watching them from a different tree branch before jumping out of sight into the foliage. The moisture of the rainforest rained on the pair from the overhanging tree canopy above, soaking their skin and clothing, which felt refreshing in the jungle heat. Diana began to reminisce about their time together on the expedition so far.
Diana: “Ah, it feels so nice to be able to do this together with you before you go off to school again. Speaking of, you did say you met friends over at class, but you never did talk about them in detail.”
Daisy: “Oh, oh yeah, Mom. There is Clarissa, who is a real nerd in class. She helped me out when I had some bit of trouble with my thesis papers I had to work on. Then there’s Madison. She is a bit of an environmental activist at college, but we got along really well.”
Diana: “Oh, they sound very nice! Any boys that I need to know about over there?”
That question prompted a bashful response from Daisy, which her mother picked up on.
Daisy: “Boys, what boys? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Diana: “I know that look, sweetie. Não minta para mim (Don’t lie to me).”
Daisy: “Sigh All right. There’s this boy in my class named Trejo. He’s Puerto Rican, but he knows quite a bit of Portuguese, which surprised me.”
Diana: “Okay, he does sound nice. Are you sure he’s just your friend and not…more than that? Are you sure you two aren’t getting into funny business together?”
Daisy: “It’s not like that, Mom! He’s a sweet, decent boy who happens to be in my class who likes to hang out to study with us or get us some coffee. Nothing more to it than that!”
Diana: “Okay, I guess I’m not going to pry too much into that then.”
Mid-conversation, Diana noticed that Daisy wasn’t wearing a bra under her top, and her nipples were showing through the fabric.
Diana: “I hope at least you aren’t wearing clothes like that near him or anywhere else on campus. You could attract the wrong kind of attention from boys there.”
Daisy: “Mom, it’s hot out and my tits are sweating in here! How else am I going to let them breathe? And no, I don’t let them hang out anywhere near my friends or in public if that’s what you’re implying.”
Diana: “No need to get upset with me, sweetie. I’m just looking out for your best interest like any mother should.”
Daisy: “This coming from a woman who likes to show off her massive melons in a small bikini top on the beach.”
Diana: “Daisy, não iniciar (don’t start).”
Although Diana’s response to her daughter’s retort was appropriately stern, she did internally admit that she did have a point about something.
As they continued hiking, they noticed that the path they’re walking was getting muddier and harder to move through than usual. The two women soon sank past their ankles in the mud. As Diana cautiously slowed her movement to assess the situation, Daisy continued to walk past her to the center of a large, muddy clearing.
Daisy: “Fuck, this mud is so thick! It wasn’t this bad when we were walking earlier.”
Diana: “Well, it did say on the weather forecast that a monsoon came over this area two days before we came here. Perhaps, a lot of the water saturated the ground here. I don’t mind getting a little muddy during our trip. It takes me back to when I used to explore here to do field work for my environmental studies degree when I was your age. But what I’m really worried about is the possibility that there could be quicksand in this area.”
Daisy: “Quicksand? I thought that only existed in movies. Whoa!”
As she said this, she sank into the mud up to her thighs.
Diana: “Oh no, quicksand is real, dear. I remember during my field work, I actually fell and sank into quicksand during both my trips.”
During their conversation, Diana waded in shin-deep mud along the edge of the clearing to a large, stationary rock. She then searched through her rucksack for a rope to tie around it.
Diana: “I even went under and almost drowned both times.”
Daisy: “Whoa, mom! So how did you escape then?”
Diana: “Well, I had colleagues I was assigned with who were looking out for me, including the man who would become your father who saved my life both times.”
As she continued talking, she had successfully tied the rope around the large rock and then tied the other end around her waist to act as a lifeline.
Diana: “Okay, Daisy. Can you move your legs at all, and do you feel any suction pulling you down in the mud?”
Daisy: “No, I cannot move my legs, and I don’t feel any-AHH!”
Unfortunately, as she turned her hips to face her mother while answering, Daisy instantly sank to the top of her hips and continued sinking past that point.
Daisy: “On second thought, I actually do feel the mud pulling me downwards. Help me out of here, Mom!”
Daisy could hear the mud make bubbling and slurping sounds as she continued to sink. Diana waded through and sank hip deep into the mud as she was reaching her sinking daughter.
Diana: “Hang in there, honey! I’m coming. Just be sure you remain calm and don’t struggle, or else you’re going to sink faster. And whatever you do, don’t press your arms down on the surface of the quicksand to push yourself out! Otherwise, your arms will be trapped and it will be nearly impossible to get you out. Now let’s just hope that there aren’t any more void collapses whil-ohhhhhh, shit!.”
She wasn’t even halfway to her daughter before the mud gave way and she instantly sank to her ribs up to the same depth as her. She continued pushing through the morass until she met up with her. The quicksand was now kissing the bottoms of their breasts, and it was becoming harder for the two women to breathe as the pressure of the mud was compressing against their chests.
Diana: “Okay, Daisy, just hang on to me…and I can pull us both out of here.”
Daisy did as she was told and hung on to her mother’s waist while she pulled them out of the quagmire. At first, it looked like she was making progress, and she was able to get their ribs free from the mud’s grasp, but then the worst thing that could potentially happen to them during their rescue happened: The rope snapped. Diana gasped in surprise as she and Daisy both fell backwards back into the mud. Not only were they back to where they started before making the attempt, but they actually sank a little deeper than before. The quicksand was now climbing halfway up their breasts and threatening to swallow them. Diana held the frayed end of the snapped rope in front of her face and began feeling simultaneously worried and angry.
Diana: “What?! That man told me that rope was sturdy enough! No wonder he was willing to sell it for cheap! Droga! (Damn!)
Daisy was starting to panic at the loss of their supposedly only lifeline.
Daisy: “Fuck! FUCK! Shit, Shit, SHIT!!! How are we supposed to get out now?! We’re going to go under for sure!”
Before Daisy could start thrashing and potentially doom their chances of survival, Diana turned to face her daughter and placed her hands on her shoulders.
Diana: “DAISY! Now is not the time for this! I know that you’re stronger than this.”
Daisy: “Yes, but I don’t want us to die in here.”
Diana then placed her left hand on her daughter’s cheek in an effort to calm her down and spoke to her with a motherly tone.
Diana: “I don’t want us to die in this quicksand either, but panicking is not going to help here. There will be another way for us to get out of here, but you must stay calm.”
With tears welling up in her eyes, Daisy agreed.
Daisy: “Okay, mom.”
With the quicksand reaching up to their shoulders and time running out for both of them, Diana and Daisy started looking high and low for another potential lifeline. They began breathing deeply to avoid passing out from the pressure on their chests. The mud bubbles popping in their faces and splattering them with flecks of mud. Then, Diana saw a loosely tangled vine hanging above their heads from a sturdy-looking tree branch just out of reach.
Diana: “Up there! You see that vine above us?”
Daisy: “Yes, I see it!”
Diana: “Okay, here is how it’s going to go: I am going to boost you up to that vine and you’re going to grab it for both of us. You understand?”
Daisy: “Yes.”
Diana shifted until she was behind her daughter and grabbed onto her chest under her arms.
Diana: “Ready? On the count of three, 1…2…3!”
Diana then boosted Daisy upwards until her arm was able to reach the vine above them. However, she had to sacrifice some of her height in the process and was now neck deep while her arms were still above the surface holding her daughter. Daisy grabbed the vine and fell back down shoulder deep into the quicksand with the vine now within arm’s reach. With the quicksand now up to her chin, Diana held onto Daisy’s waist while she got ready to pull them out with the vine.
Diana: “You ready, dear? Now pull!”
Daisy then pulled, but the vine was loose and she sank to the middle of her neck.
Diana: “Keep pulling!”
Daisy continued pulling the loose vine while sinking up to her chin.
Diana: “PUblbblblb!!!”
Diana’s last words went bubbly as her mouth submerged into the mud along with the rest of her. While pulling, Daisy looked back in horror and saw her mom’s pith helmet covering where she sank and her long black hair disappearing into the depths with her in the corner of her eye.
Daisy: “Mom?! Moblblb?! Mblblbblblbb…!”
Daisy’s words became bubbly too as the quicksand smothered her mouth and pulled her under as well with her pith helmet resting on the surface and only her arms still pulling on the vine remaining above it. However, her arms soon sank under as well with the vine following her into the depths. The quicksand undulated as the two women struggled to hold their breath and break towards the surface. After ten seconds, two sets of muddy air bubbles popped intermittently on the surface one after another three times until they finally went still.
Thirty seconds after the two women sank, the vine suddenly went taut. Then, a mass of mud began forming on the surface of the quicksand, followed by a muddy arm breaking through and grasping the vine. Finally, Daisy’s head emerged from the surface gasping for air. As she continued to climb, pulling the rest of her body out, another mass of mud immediately formed behind her followed by Diana’s head breaking through and taking a huge gasp of air. With Diana still holding onto Daisy around the waist, the two women began to “walk” through the mud while using the vine to hold themselves above the surface. Both praying that the branch the vine was wrapped around continued to hold as they painstakingly pushed through to solid land on the other side. Loose clumps of mud falling from their bodies into the morass below. Diana made sure to collect their pith helmets along the way. After spending at least one minute wading out of the quicksand, they collapsed onto the solid, stable ground in exhaustion and relief.
Daisy: “cough cough That was too fucking close!”
Diana: “Indeed it was. cough But you did great saving us back there. cough I’m proud of you, sweetie.”
The two ladies spent the next minute coughing and regaining their breath before standing up again. As they took a moment to look over each other’s bodies, they observed that they were completely caked from head to toe in mud. All their clothes and exposed skin were coated in a shade of light brown.
Daisy: “Wow, Mom. You look like a swamp creature that just emerged from its home!”
Diana was quite amused by the comment she made.
Diana: “Ha-ha. I could say the same about you. So, how was it sinking into quicksand back there?
Daisy: “Um, I believe it was…exhilarating, to be honest. I know I was scared before, but I didn’t fully know how it felt to actually be in quicksand until I stumbled in it. We almost died in that stuff! That’s a lot more exciting than any of the ‘safe’ field work I had to do in my first semester. We should sink into quicksand more often!”
Diana: “Ah, não, não, não, não! Hoje não. (Oh, no, no, no, no! Not today.) You scared me to death when you walked into the center of that pit and got yourself stuck. And I was even more scared when I lost what I thought was our only lifeline out of there. That’s enough terror for me to suffer for one day.”
Secretly, however, Diana would love to sink with her daughter again someday, but she would prefer it be done in a safe, controlled environment.
Diana: “Well, now that that’s out of the way, we should keep moving and find ourselves a place where we can set up camp and clean ourselves up of this mud before it gets dark. I want to find us a place next to a river that’s also dry enough where we can actually dry off our clothes.”
Daisy: “I’ve never bathed in a river in the jungle before.”
The two ladies then packed up their rucksacks and continued walking down the dirt path to find a suitable campground. All the while, they continued to have conversations about their agenda for the next day and about Diana’s experience working in the Amazon in the past. While they didn’t know what kind of things would happen to them over the next few days, there was one thing that Diana and Daisy knew would happen for certain during their expedition: This would not be the only time that they would fall and sink in quicksand.
The End