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Installment 4 for Dethmetal.

Betilla had already sunk up to her waist in the sticky mud, her bountiful booty submerged from sight and her arms stuck fast as well.  With what strength she had, she started violently flapping her wings to try and fly out.  It appeared to be working, as her body started lifting out of the mire, all the while it stretched up and clang to her, refusing to let go.  But how long will those wings hold out?

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