Stella orders her puppy into the mud. After tentatively stepping in he lends her a hand into the deep pit, only to wrap his arms around her for a bit of muddy make outs. Stella not to be outdone, begins leaning over him, gently pushing him further and deeper into the pit until she towers over him and he is little more than a head sticking out of the clay. She straddles him, grinding against him in the mud, the rhythm causing the mud to ripple around them, pushing them both deeper and deeper into the pit until only Stella is left.