Desolation
Bryson Gardner
In the darkest day of July; the humid of the forest hit the hyena Bryson Gardner harder than a lot of other places with heat.
He was a chubby hyena with only wearing a dark green tank top, and pink dyed hair almost going over his eyes.
He had just been wondering in the forest after he and his boyfriend just took a camping trip, wondering into the forest in the humid summer will get to him.
"Oh my god.... Just wish that it was fall already."
He wondered deep into the forest to the point of no civilization. No one to talk to, no one to be with.
He was alone.
"Huh, it's actually really lonely in these woods."
"God I just hope that Jordan will come over to these woods, it's so beautiful despite it being lonely.."
All of the sounds were just birds singing and frogs croaking.
The croaking began to grow louder and louder as Bryson walked deep into the forest.
He stopped in his tracks when he had seen a painted sign in front of a tree. Reading: DON'T ENTER: WATER ON GROUND!!
Bryson tilted his head sideways, making a little noise as he tilted.
"Huh? Water on Ground? Who wrote this?"
Bryson began to think about going forward or not....
"Hmm......It can't be that bad."
"Eh, Jordan can wait for me longer. Unless of course he has those burgers ready, my god I'm drooling."
Bryson proceeded into the forest. Where it grew even more humid and the sounds of frogs croaking began to grow even louder.
There was now points where he could hear bugs flying around him, sometimes landing on his brown fur.
"Ugh jesus. As if there's already enough bugs near the campsite."
"And my god it's grown hot."
Bryson took off his tank top revealing his entire chubby body in sweat. He wiped his face of sweat and placed his tank top down.
"Phew, it's like going to the gym, except I'm not tired.."
Bryson continued to walk in the humid forest in disgust. He looked back where he last came from. There was nothing but fog backwards.
Like a labyrinth.
"Hmm..... Could have sworn I just went this wa-"
"Or is it this way?"
"Oh shit I can't focus.."
He began wondering in circles, wondering where he has to go. He eventually stopped in his tracks yet again in front of another painted sign stuck on a tree. It read: D- N-T C--T--U- S---G- --G A--A-
"Huh?" Bryson wondered in his head in confusion. He began wiping his forehead yet again, and then began to scratch his head in confusion.
"Maybe this is the way back to the campsite?"
He continued to walk past the painted sign, almost sure that it's the way back to the campsite, and back to his boyfriend.
As he strolled through the....forest? He began to get even more hot and he could hear more bugs swarming past him.
Not only that, but the area around him began to smell vile.
"What the hell is this place? I really can't see where to go."
As he strolled, he heard a loud Squeeelllch as he stopped.
He felt something wet on his feet.
He looked down and saw his feet disappeared under thick mud.
In disgust he tried to pull his feet out. But it was stuck like he had placed his feet on glue.
After he stopped, he began to feel a little bit shorter as the bog made a gas bubble the more he moved.
"Ew...."
"I can't get my fucking feet out!"
Panic soared across his mind, and he began to attempt to get his chubby and brown furred legs out.
It had only made it worse as Bryson began to sink.
"Oh Shit! I'm sinking!"
As he had said that he realized that he's now up to his thighs in the mud.
He began to sniff a little bit. And he realized that he found the source of the sewage like smell to this swamp.
"Ugh... It smell so fucking awful!"
"And I can't get my legs out!"
He tried to yell.
"JORDAN!!! I CAN'T GET OUT!"
Nothing...
"HELLO?!? ANYONE?!"
All he had heard was the bubbling and the squelching sounds of the bog and bugs swarming all around him.
"For fuck sake!"
"I can't get my stupid legs out!"
He had made some grunting noises as he put his hands down in panic and began attempted to push himself up
But that had only made it worst when he had only sank down to his belly, and his hands disappeared under the thick bog.
He whimpered as he attempted now to get his hands out. It had only shown the mass of black and brown mud slopping out of his large grey claws.
His brown fur with black spots was gone.
The sewage smell had gotten up to his nose so much that he began to gag.
"Eugh! This is so fucking nasty and awful! This smells like I'm sinking in sewage!"
"How the hell do I get out?!"
Bryson began to look around for anything to climb on.
He spotted a vine on the back nearby the large bog, though it had looked like it was dying a little bit along with the black decaying tree.
"There!"
He attempted to slowly slog his way towards the vine, but it had been hard to move thanks to the thickness.
He began to grow tired, but somewhat pleased with himself.
He tried to reach out, already growing even more tired of the thick bog covering his arms and his belly now. He was at nipple length now of the bog.
After what it felt like forever, he grabbed the vine and began to pull himself up from the pit.
"Come on! I can do this!"
He wrapped his big arms into the vine and pulled himself out.....
A little bit.
He started to hear a cracking noises coming from the tree and the vine. Before he knew it, the vine snapped and he fell directly back in!
Gas bubbles and squelching could be heard after his chubby body went back in.
This time he was at mouth length of the bog, mud covering his pink dyed hair and on the top of his snout.
"Oh god! No!"
He began to try to swim his way towards the nearby surface, but the bog had been too thick for him to move at all.
"JORDAN!!
BABE HEL-" blurgh blop squelch
The bog had surrounded his shocked eyes and opened mouth as he went directly under, only his snout nose was the only thing that was visible above.
He yelled underneath the swamp, but nothing was heard.
He tightened his chest and began to not breathe, he wanted to hold out until someone came by.
But there was nothing...
His snout had went under the thick mud, and he raised his hands up in hopes of grabbing anything.
But all that was left of that surface was thick mud in the shapes of his hands.
The muddy hands sunk under very slowly.
And after his last finger on his hands went out, bubbles and squelches was all that's left under the surface.
The sewage bog has swallowed another helpless victim under...
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Jordan Maldanado
Jordan Maldanado, tall and muscle fat based Tanuki with a dragon snout like mouth, had been wondering in the forest searching for his boyfriend Bryson Gardner for what it feels forever.
About an hour to say the least.
"My god....Where did he go off to?"
"The burgers are now cold on the table.."
He yelled out his name a couple of times, but nothing..
The forest was....peaceful, yet really lonely at the same time.
Jordan searched for a couple of more minutes before he stopped and looked at a painted sign upclose nailed rusted on a tree.
DON'T ENTER: WATER ON GROUND!!
"Hmm....."
"Wonder what that means.. Maybe he went this way?"
Jordan walked on in the forest past the sign, in hopes to search for Bryson.
The ground has been wet alright, not to mention that the only thing Jordan was wearing was his clear round glasses and his sharp tooth necklace, thanks to him having more fluffy brown fur than Bryson.
It got so hot to the point of his glasses fogging up in the humidity.
"I normally don't wander around in a forest, but I'm getting worried for him.."
"And how did it get so hot all the sudden?"
Nearby he had heard....water nearby? He began to go towards his left, where it seemed like a waterfall was nearby.
"Well thank god, I was beginning to grow hot."
He walked towards the water, and realized that he was below a waterfall.
A really small waterfall to be in fact.
"Eh, this'll do, I need to cool off."
"This is a really gorgeous view! Just wish Bryson was hear to see it..."
He jumped in the nearest pond, a big splash could be heard because of his weight also.
But he only weighed 250 pounds, while Bryson weight 270 pounds.
He began to swim some laps, feeling the nice breeze of the pond.
"Oh yeah, that's much better."
"But that splash sure was loud, maybe I should lay off of the ice cream for awhile.."
He washed himself off of the sweat and just stayed in the water, relaxing as he closed his eyes and felt the water breeze..
He had only realized that this pond was much bigger than he thought.
Until he heard an echoed noise that sounded far away. He had jumped a little and began to look around, wide eyed.
"Huh? What was that?"
He began to not feel lonely as he looked around some more.
The noise last he heard came from in front of him, where he would only have to swim for a little bit to reach the shore.
After he had reached the shore after he swam for a good while, he began to look around some more again.
"Hello?"
"Anyone the- SHIT!"
Jordan slipped on what it felt like really slippery mud and fell feet first into some watery mud near the shore.
Squueeelllch
He had been up to his thighs when he had fell.
Jordan began to sniff. And almost gagged when this shoreline had smelled like rotten eggs.
"Ugh, This shit really stinks.."
He tried to push himself out of the mudflat, but he had only sunk deeper and deeper into his belly.
He pulled his arms out, only revealing the mud slithering down from his claws.
"I.... I can't get out...."
He had started to get aggressive and he grunt really loudly as he tried to push himself out again and again.
But he had only sunk deeper and deeper into the mudflat to his chest.
"Goddammit.... How the fuck do I get out of this stinky shit?!"
He started to get mad and grunted even louder to push himself out, but now he had sunk to his shoulders. where the pungent smell really kicked in.
He looked around and saw dead corpses of fish, this was a bad sign...
"Eugh... I fucking can't.....Mah...... Oh my god..."
"How am I sinking so goddamn fast?!"
He let out a huge breath.
He slowly got his arms out of the thick mudflat, yet again only revealing mud on his big arms, nothing of his brown fur.
He was getting angry and aggressive way to fast as he struggled even more, trying to push himself out of the mud.
Jordan was only sinking deeper and deeper...
"Uh.......Fuck........Agh Fuck this is not working, I'm only sinking deeper and deeper.."
He had looked around for anything to climb on. He had sunken up to his head and chin.
His entire body had been swallowed under the pungent smelled shoreline, like nature was eating him.
He was huffing and puffing and grunting to the point of sounding identical to a pig.
There was nothing to climb on...Only the mud was surrounding him under the grey clouded sky, looking like it was about to storm at any second.
He got even more mad and confused how it felt like the lake he was just swimming in was completely gone...
"What.....What do I do?"
He began to whimper and tear up, yet he was getting more pissed off.
He struggled until he was up to his mouth, where everytime he had opened his mouth he'd swallow the rotten egg smell of the mud.
Mmph! Mmmmph!
He was beginning to cry and sniffle as he was sinking down even more. He begged for someone to come and save him.
But nothing was here...
Nothing but Desolation...
Mmmmmph! Mmmmph! Blurgh.....
He rolled his eyes back as he sank under the mudflat, only his muddy hands were visible to the surface. And eventually...
The tanuki with the dragon mouth sank fully down..
There was nothing left but the gas bubbles and the squelches on the thick mudflat...
The couple was no more....
End?