Ghostfox and Rose's Deep Encounter

A blue-haired dog girl plunged beneath the surface, sinking amidst a flurry of bubbles. The early sun's rays glimmered against the snug galaxy-print swimsuit that adorned her sleek figure -- and accentuated her cute boobs and bouncy butt. Though she had some experience snorkeling and freediving on her down, her target this time was way, way deeper than usual.

Far beneath the ocean's calm waves, a sprawling cave system lurked, barely explored save for the bare minimum of safety around these parts -- small lights decorating the walls and a few landmarks to find the way out. Not that Rose would have to worry about that much once her diving partner arrived.

"...Mmph..."

She slowly flutter-kicked her way down, deeper and deeper, feeling the pressure build and push against her chest, making that precious air in her lungs feel cramped as they shrank slightly. Stray bubbles slipped past her nostrils, and she sank further down, brushing against her swimsuit and along her fur and her loose, long hair. It flowed and swirled gently as she kicked and turned to face one of the cave system's many entrances.

On a casual dive, she might've stopped here and began her slow and steady ascent, but this was far from casual. It made her heart beat a little faster than usual, and her cheeks were already poofing up a bit. She couldn't hide the wide smile forming in her face, thinking about what was bound to happen next, nor could she stop herself from wiggling excitedly and letting a small burst of bubbles escape her lips. "Mm-hmmph..."

As soon as she looked up to the distant surface, she knew it was almost time for the real fun to start.

Another diver splashed through the surface from a nearby small boat. She sank confidently into the depths, almost like she was flying, on her way to Rose. Unlike Rose, though, she was outfitted with what seemed like a lovely latex swimsuit. Smooth, shiny and green, it hugged her gray fur and her slender form tightly from its thin straps over the shoulders, providing a great view of her soft cleavage, down to the curves and contours that displayed her bellybutton and hugged her hips and thighs real tight. A green swimcap also adorned her cute ears, only exposing her face to the elements. Even then, her goggles protected her eyes from the liquid, barely visible behind them, not that Rose would see much from so far down below.

The rubbery vixen descended with no issues, not even minding the bubbles that steadily trickled from her snout. Maybe someone more risk-averse would've turned tail and swam back up, but Ghostfox was more than willing to stick to this deep-sea encounter.

Ghostfox soon approached her impatient, yet giddy diving buddy, and already it was apparent that the vixen's rubbery swimsuit left very little to the imagination. Her shapely boobs wobbled and swayed to an almost hypnotic degree, and her butt was even harder to ignore with such a tight-fitting, squeaky getup. As soon as she swam up to Rose, the diver dog took a good look at Ghostfox and admired all of these little details and aspects up close, how smoothly the latex traveled along the vixen's curves, how shiny and inviting it looked even this far down below...

"M-Mrmph...!" A bit of strain shook Rose's body, and her chest heaved as she covered her mouth. She was already feeling the urge to breathe before they had even done anything... Not that it was a problem, really. Meanwhile, Ghostfox looked as calm as ever, and Rose could see the confidence in the vixen's eyes remain rock-solid.

There was, of course, a reason for this. Being a powerful immortal, Ghostfox had no need to worry about drowning or becoming a permanent decoration of the depths... Well, drowning was still possible, but not the other part. She had wanted a diving buddy to take advantage of this power lately, and as soon as she laid out the bubbly (and naughty) proposition to Rose, the two kinksters met up and made plans real quick.

They were gonna go into a nice, deep, private corner of the caves together, and enjoy each other's bodies until they both drowned.

The mere thought of this made the two feel increasingly pent up as they slipped out of sight and into the cave system, careful to avoid any spots that might be even remotely diver-friendly. They leaked strings of bubbles as they turned and swam deeper and deeper inside, and even though Rose could already feel her body aching and begging to reconsider and escape fast, she tucked those nagging thoughts away. It helped that Ghostfox looked so unbothered and thrilled as she took what a normal air-breather would consider a huge risk...

It didn't take very long for the two air-strained divers to reach the perfect spot: a small, cozy corner hidden away from any prying eyes -- and far, far from the entrance they took, let alone the surface. It was illuminated gently by a small waterproof lantern which cast a soft light-blue glow on their bodies, which were already feeling mild heaves. Though Ghostfox could really just hold on to her breath for a lot longer than this, she figured keeping pace with Rose and loosening bubbles whenever she did would help the diving dog get a little more worked up.

Despite the dynamics at play, though... Rose was totally the more dominant of the two. "Mrmph--? ...Mmph...~"

The vixen was a bit surprised at first, feeling Rose suddenly tease her by wrapping the vixen in a tight hug from behind, but she was all for it. She felt Rose's paws sliding along the smooth emerald-green latex that coated her upper body, and playful kisses against her exposed cheeks down to her neck and shoulders. Rose’s boobs pressed against the exposed fur of the vixen, thanks to her swimsuit’s skimpy racerback design. Ghostfox even let out a little shiver and a pleased, bubbly sigh as she turned her head up, and her hands instinctively wandered to her own chest and crotch. "Ghhhhehblblbl~..."

Even as her body heaved and shuddered, Rose knew she had nothing to worry about. Knowing she'd be safe no matter what thanks to Ghostfox's powers, something in Rose stirred more than usual... A weird sense of freedom, maybe, aware that the sea would try and claim them both, but come up empty-handed. Despite her heaving belly, exposed ribs and needy grunts, Rose was a lot comfier than she seemed. ...Getting more and more into her dominant side was helping a ton, too.

Rose turned Ghostfox around and got to work on the vixen's lovely body even more. She slid her paws up along her stomach, a stray finger gliding above the smooth, squeaky material of the vixen's swimsuit, and got a nice handful or two of her gorgeous boobs. She massaged and kneaded them thoroughly, and made them bounce and rub up against each other with faint, ear-tingling squeaks as the latex rubbed together.

Slowly, the vixen's nipples became more prominent, and she gripped Rose's arms, but not nearly enough to suggest she was trying to fend her off. She was just... trying to get a good grip of something while the wild ride went on.

At this point, both girls had spent almost all of their air, and their bodies weren't gonna let 'em forget it. As the rubbing and fondling grew more intense, the grunts also became louder, more frequent, hungrier for oxygen. It was a cute little moment for them both, so needy for air and losing the fight to hold back the liquid tickling their nostrils, yet so lost in the moment that they didn't care about the inevitable floodgates opening.

Little trickles of bubbles turned into noisy bursts and leaks, sliding along the roof until they slipped out of sight beyond the tiny cracks above. There was nowhere for air pockets to form, and no quick or easy way out. They were both gonna drown, and it was only a matter of seeing how long they could last -- and how much fun they could have, still, in what felt like so little time.

The girls felt no need to delay anything further. Though she was far more submissive than her canine friend, Ghostfox also put her hands to good use, sliding slim fingers along Rose's crotch, up against the snug fabric of her glimmering swimsuit. She teased the entrance of Rose’s folds, rubbing them slowly. Rose admired the soft, darker fur of the vixen’s exposed hands and arms, then quickly closed her thighs, "trapping" the vixen's hand (...Ghostfox was totally okay with this).

At the same time, Rose did the same to Ghostfox and let her hands wander towards the vixen’s swimsuit-covered pussy, though she had surprisingly little trouble sliding a couple of fingers slightly into her folds. Ghostfox shivered again, and a deep red blush covered her face as she spread her legs a bit, letting Rose lead the way.

The two inched closer. Rose was losing air fast at this point, her chest convulsing as her cheeks flushed purple, and soon blue. Still, she barely lost her rhythm, and she kept on playing with her co-diver's rubbery crotch and boobs as much as she wanted, with a shaky but wide smirk on her face. Her mouth was starting to open up on its own, and her nostrils flared as the sea beckoned. Ghostfox was nearing this point too, even if the mutual rubbing gave her a lovely distraction from the body-rocking heaves. Her arousal was so obvious, making her nipples poke against her swimsuit and her pussy quiver as warm pleasure jolted through it.

The moment the two crossed legs and bumped together to start rubbing their pussies against one another, Rose felt seawater slide down her throat. "Grlp-- Glk! Hglp! Hrgrlk--!" For a few seconds, she reacted the way she normally would. Her body tensed up, and she coughed forcefully, only for more water to slide in and fill in the gaps left by what was once fresh air. Right away, though, she fought to control herself, knowing she had nothing to worry about, and bring her body to submit to the sea. Panicked gulps turned to careful, slurping gasps, and the feeling of her lungs filling with liquid made her head spin. The canine diver was drowning -- and she didn't mind all that much!

Meanwhile, Ghostfox followed right along, letting go of her last scraps of air, and even as she let the water swirl inside and flood her gaping maw, there was a glimmer of determination in her eyes that, even behind the foggy goggles, was really easy to see. There's not much one can do about the initial reaction -- the body forcefully ejecting the water that intrudes so rudely inside its airways -- but the way Ghostfox allowed it to enter her throat suggested she was very much used to it. Even as she winced in discomfort and shuddered, she showed a brave smile.

A contagious smile, too, as Rose let out a gurgly giggle when she went right back to work. She tugged the bottom of her swimsuit aside and exposed her pussy, then started grinding it fiercely against the vixen's rubbery folds. It was oddly warm but slippery and tingly, unlike what you'd expect from the latexy substance. Rose firmly held Ghostfox's hand with one hand while gripping her thigh with the other, and Ghostfox did the same soon after. The vixen was content to watch as Rose let it rock, and followed along with the rhythmic movements as best as she could.

Pleased and noisy groans and gurgles filled the small, echoing cavern. As they went on, the two girls felt more and more woozy, and their movements became clumsy and slow. The lack of oxygen was tiring them out, but they kept on going anyway, way beyond the point where normal divers might've scrambled to the surface or signaled for help. A hot, spine-tingling feeling traveled along their exhausted bodies, and they held each other tight as their crotches bumped and rubbed together...

"Guhhhlgplp..." "Mrmmhhglp--!!"

With sudden jolts of pleasure and arching backs, the pair hit their orgasms, one right after the other, and looked into each other's eyes as the climax made its way through both of their waterlogged bodies. As if not wanting to be upstaged, a big gasp of water began to flow down both of their throats, too, and they accepted the liquid gift with no fear or worries.

Rose let the sea take her first, at least for now. As soon as her orgasm winded down, she took a few more shaky gulps before rolling her eyes up and losing her grip, slumping on top of the vixen's body as she sank and brought them both down. She was passed out, but still gurgling and choking on water, albeit with a pleased grin on her face and a weak, barely-wagging tail.

Ghostfox followed soon after, not that she was gonna get very far with a cute, limp dog girl on top of her. With her arousal still very visible, she felt Rose give her slow, feeble rubs along the slick rubber coating her boobs before she had passed out. Right as she finished, the vixen saw tunnel vision taking over before her sight went fuzzy and black, and she limply rested her head against the cavern's floor with an open maw and half-closed eyes.

Once the vixen went limp, too, the two girls rested closely together, exhausted and fully waterlogged, but very pleased with each other, as the water swirled gently around them, swaying their gorgeous bodies.

...

...Of course, this was not the end for either of them.

"...Mmh--!"

Something stirred within the vixen. Immortality is a funny thing; though she might've taken an hour-long nap on her own, her diving partner couldn't really spend that much time with seawater flooding her lungs. Only a minute after going limp alongside her, Ghostfox had suddenly shaken herself back awake, for the sake of bringing her playful co-diver to safety.

"Hrhmmph!!" In just a few seconds she had time to be aware of her waterlogged state again, get off the ground while carrying Rose, and, why not, enjoy the afterglow on the way out of the cave system. Despite all that water she inhaled, Ghostfox had enough strength behind her frog-kicks -- and enough determination in her mind -- to swim and practically fly through the water with Rose in tow.

The dog girl herself was hanging on, and even as she stayed unconscious she was trying her best to breathe the water and reflexively kick her legs a little. Her heartbeat had somehow managed to stay strong and consistent through most of this, though it was slowing down a bit as her chest stayed pressed firmly against Ghostfox's body, a helpful way to remind the vixen that there's no time to waste.

The colorful latex of Ghostfox’s swimsuit cast faint, green shadows along the illuminated cave's walls, and the smooth sheen of her suit’s rubbery curves and grooves might've looked real pretty to Rose if she was awake to see it -- especially when it contrasted with the drowning pup girl’s glittery purple swimsuit. As is, she wouldn't see much of anything here, not even the faint sunlight finally reaching the two of them as the vixen finally made her way out of the caves. It must've been another minute or so spent finding the right path, and it might've taken longer if not for her powerful, shapely legs.

It was just a slow ascent to the surface from here on out, a lot less tense than the winding, narrow passageways that they both had left behind. Ghostfox kicked as hard as she could to push her way up and up, occasionally taking a moment to check on her diving buddy's heartbeat and watch the surface's sunrays slowly light up her tired, yet weirdly satisfied expression. Rose could only gurgle down some more water and subconsciously hope that the increasingly bright light ahead of her was a good sign...

"Ghrrk-- G-Gasp!! Hrgh...!"

Ghostfox breached the surface first, wasting no time purging all that pesky water out of her system. Of course, her priority was doing the same for poor Rose, and as soon as she got her own breathing under control -- a simple task for such an experienced immortal -- she helped the dog girl clear up her lungs again. Whether it was the vixen's unusual powers or her well-timed chest-compressions and air-sharing kisses, Rose didn't have to spend more than a minute limp above the surface before her tired body finally reacted.

"Guh-- Hrmph! GASP!!"

She tossed and turned a bit, but Rose seemed to be just fine, albeit with more water in her lungs than she's used to. Forceful coughs -- and an odd, energizing feeling coursing through her body -- pushed most of it out, and she shakily wiped her long blue hair off of her face as she regained her bearings again. She was gripping Ghostfox's hips hard, but didn't seem to do any harm. That latex swimsuit of hers was a lot more durable than it seemed, certainly more than any swimwear she had seen before...

"Everything good?" Ghostfox asked calmly, readjusting her goggles and swimcap with one hand as she kept Rose afloat with the other. She seemed confident -- and pretty pleased with herself, all things considered. "You were out for a while, hehe. You almost made me worry!"

Rose, meanwhile, was exhausted, barely getting that oxygen flowing through her body again, but at least she was awake enough to answer. "Yup, I'm good...!" She said, sounding as playful as ever despite it all. Seems she had enjoyed letting all those bubbles loose until there was nothing left, judging by her blush as she remembered what happened...

She hadn't even finished catching her breath when she laid an unusual question on Ghostfox. "Wanna go again?" Rose asked with a chipper tone.

The vixen's ears perked, and she submerged most of her face to cover her blush... She must've enjoyed the thrill of it all. Still, there wasn't a hint of doubt or regret in her bright face. She nodded eagerly before peeking her bubbly face back out. "Same spot as before?"

"What if we went deeper this time~?" Rose teased Ghostfox. "We could pretend to be trapped this time, too!"

"...Sounds good!!" The vixen answered, steadfast and confident, already so full of energy again. The naughty, if slightly perilous thoughts kept piling up as the two divers bounced ideas between each other to make the next dive even more fun than the last.

Whether they went easier on each other to enjoy the bubbly fun or took more risks, fully trusting that the immortal vixen would take care of things... they were set for a long, bubbly, drowny and fun day together, and their excited giggles filled the air above the calm sea's surface...