Rachel

Welcome to the second picture-set and "About-page" where now, we journey northwest from Farmer Wilma (perhaps by that hydrogen-fueled train) to this west-Shasheerian mountainous farming area.

Well, so now we see Rachel, a big, powerfully built Taqh-race Farmer of west Shasheer. Typical for Farmers, she derives electricity from solar-panels, and, since she has a creek on her property with considerable head, from a small hydroelectric generator. She purchases hydrogen sometimes to power up a fuel-cell which supplements her electricity.
We see her on a nearby golf-course; yes, she likes golf...
View Rachel resting beside the green of Joy's golf-course. JPEG, 87 Kbytes
View Close up of Rachel's face. Note that typical Shasheerian look of peace along with a potential for deep abiding love. JPEG, 64 Kbytes

Her Story

The closest neighbor to Joy's West Shasheerian farm-house was Rachel Lily, at a distant eight miles away.

While Joy was the smallest Shasheerian lady in that area, Rachel Lily, usually just called Rachel, at a massive 7-foot-11 at 400 pounds, was certainly the biggest.

Rachel, who could be described as "acres and acres of sexy woman", was Joy's Rival. The same age, they were friends sometimes, enemies at other times. The two vied for the attention of men and for being the most extreme and shocking.
Both of these quirky Ladies are apt to come to the nearby small mountain-town stark naked. (However, nudity is common in Shasheer country towns.) They are both known for masturbating in full view of the public. Finding anything they can rub their genitals on, they scream loudly in orgasm where anybody can see and hear.

At last, Joy's Mother managed to get Joy to cease such behavior, and even go to the University Of Central Capital to become a Wind Energy Engineer. But before college, a nasty spat over a golf-course occurred.

Rachel's and Joy's land stretches way back into the mountains. A sizable creek runs through both properties. Boundaries between the two properties are hazy. Both Rachel and Joy pan for gold in that creek. They each pan in that segment of the creek that pass through their respective lands. Usually they only find tiny specks with an occasional small nugget.

The gold only helps a little in replacing worn "house-batteries", inoperative solar-panels, buying hydrogen, repairing farming tools and maintaining their house.

But one day, Joy hit upon a bonanza! More gold than she ever saw kept coming forth from a "glory-hole". Half-inch to two-inch nuggets sparkled brightly in her pan.

Joy and her Mother used the gold to completely refurbish and increase the size of their solar-energy system so they would have more and dependable electricity. They also set up a hydroelectric generator in their portion of the creek (Rachel already had one). They installed a big wind-generator. They bought all new farm equipment including an electric tractor powered by hydrogen-fuel-cells (thus their need for a big wind generator in addition to that hydroelectric generator, for producing their own hydrogen). But the biggest thing was the golf course.

Over the next two years, Joy, operating earth-moving equipment herself and hiring the construction of a small "club-house", hewn a very challenging golf course out of those rugged west mountains. The land for the golf-course was Joy's land, on the other side of the small (pedal-car) "highway" (just a five-foot wide asphalt trail) from the land their house sat upon.

After completing the golf-course, Joy maintained it with special mowers. (By the way, the bull-dozers were electric with big electric motors powered by hydrogen fuel-cells. When one rents a dozer, there is the option of renting a huge photo-voltaic array and hydrogen generator to fuel the dozer. Due to Joy's remote location, she indeed had to rent the array, another expense made possible by the gold. Later, the mowers, are all electric. Their batteries are charged via photo-voltaic arrays and wind-generators that power up the small golf club-house.)

Way out in the wilderness, few played golf on the course. Too remote. But that was not Joy's intention. Joy liked golf and now she had her own golf course. And also, now Joy had her very own club house, small though it was, where she could put on sexy dances.

One holiday night, after much... something like alcohol but different (it's a different planet), for both herself AND on the house for the guys, frenzied dancing and her many masturbations, Joy enticed every man there to have sex with her. As she lay on a mattress, guy after guy fucked her. After every one of them gushed in Joy's body, the first ones had recovered enough to go at it again! Then the entire lot of them drilled out Joy's insatiable cunt, one after the other, again. Joy's Mother found out about it and scolded Joy to never do such craziness again.

All remaining gold was spent on TV ads for the golf course. The ads were put on the air in the big city of Central Capital. Now, the gold was nearly gone.

Joy wished to find more gold, so she went back to that same "glory-hole". Unknown to her, Rachel followed, stalking quietly and lurked in the bushes as Joy panned. That's all Rachel needed.

Right there, Rachel confronted Joy about it.

"This is MY land, MY part of the creek! The gold, the golf-course and the rest of it are MINE!" Rachel claimed.

But records were unclear. The issue was bandied around for a long while. No one knew for sure whose land it was.

Rachel and Joy fought often. The 240-pound, lean and stone-hard Joy held her own in fights against the giant, 400 pound, steel-cable-muscled Rachel. Rachel, bull-strong and Joy, lightning-fast, unknowingly provided exciting entertainment for the area's men when they fought.

But one day, Joy was not fast enough and became ensnared in Rachel's powerful muscles. Rachel only roughed Joy up some, tossed her around a bit, then tied her up and gagged her... in the basement of Joy's own club-house.

Claiming Joy invited her, Rachel gave the ogling guys an unforgettable night of sexy dancing. And she did as Joy did, enticing every guy there to fuck many times (each) with her.

Next morning, Rachel and guys gone, Joy's Mother found her Daughter, tied up and sobbing in the basement. Enraged, Joy's 7-foot-2, 330 pound Mother marched onto Rachel's property intending to pound Rachel's head in... but got beat up instead.

After a couple days recovery, Joy fought the giant again, striking "hit and run" style. Joy, angered and charged, was way too fast for Rachel. Joy got in several smashing, tottering blows to Rachel before she was done. Rachel's normally lovely dark-tan skin tone had several new colors... like blue, black, etc, etc, etc.

Seeing a developing feud, the Sheriff of the area stepped in. She called Joy and Rachel into her office for a discussion.

To settle the issue of the golf-course's owner-ship permanently, Joy challenged Rachel to a game of golf on the disputed golf course. The winner would own the golf-course including the land it was on, completely. Joy's Mother and Joy's steady boy-friend of the time, Joe, thought Joy was in big trouble. One look at Rachel's massive muscles, and one could see Rachel putting a golf-ball into orbit!

But Joy was a skilled golfer. Thanks to the TV ads, some big-name golfers came to try Joy's golf-course out. They praised it for being devilishly challenging, and beautiful as well. Joy learned much from them.

The Sheriff ordered a Lawyer to come from the Central Capital to oversee the important match. The Lawyer, learned in golf, would see to it cheating and fights do not occur, and be the final judge on who wins.

Who did win? Click here for the rest of the story...

View Rachel resting beside the green of Joy's golf-course. JPEG, 87 Kbytes
View Close up of Rachel's face. She looks like a green-eyed Chinese lady. JPEG, 64 Kbytes