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Alright, since you clicked on the link to get here, I will assume you are ready for this "point-of-consciousness" accompaniment with a typical Shasheerian man with an oh-so-Shasheerian typical problem. This problem is sort of medical in nature, but in an opposite direction from most medical problems you or I might be familiar with. This one is more towards something like "too healthy", for lack of better terms.

So, let's see... what will I name this fellow... how about something alien sounding, like Zebor Nosnibor; oh yes, be sure to trill both those final "r"s; after all, this is taking place on another planet, supposedly. Tell you what, assuming most readers of this are probably male... if you like this story a lot, you could "save as" and save it to your disk. Then using an editor like WordPad, open the actual htm(l) file and do a "replace" function; search for "Zebor Nosnibor" or "Zebor", which he will be called after this, and replace it with your name! That way, you effectively "project" yourself in what will be some mighty interesting situations coming up.

Well, so, let's set the background and situations up...
Before, two Shasheerian races were introduced; for lack of other terms I called the bigger one with blond, brown and other colors of hair, Taqh, and the smaller more lithe (especially the males are lithe and almost effeminant) race with black hair, Betaqh. Betaqh appear to be the more ethereal of the two, with the Taqh tending towards being physical, and being the race of Shasheerian that is most afflicted with Shasheer's second greatest social problem, the absolute, total abandonment to unfettered, full-blower indulgence in sex. (The first greatest social problem is the population decreased caused by, if you will remember from that rambling introduction earlier, not one but a number of attempts by genetic engineer to reduce fertility rates, just so that this total indulgence in sex could be pursued with little or no consequences.)

I decided to present this account about this kind of case involving a Taqh male with this problem versus a Taqh female, or a Betaqh male or female because: One, most readers of this are probably going to be men, so perhaps they might enjoy "putting themselves into" Zebor's place (literally even, if you do the search-and-replace suggested above). And Two, the reason for not using Betaqh as a subject of this problem is because it just does not happen to them that often, and, the Betaqh male... I get the feeling, that they are just too effeminant looking for the average male reader's tastes. I don't think they could or would want to, relate to the typical Betaqh male. The Taqh males, on other hand, look more like, kind of, sort of, like us. They actually look... well, more manly, so to speak; the way most Americans or Canadians are familiar with.

Okay, okay, so Zebor Nosnibor is a Shasheerian Taqh male whose job is at a factory that makes this and that construction materials and parts for the construction of buildings; anywhere from simple houses to office complexes. He is outside a lot, moving heavy building material to stock areas, loading it, and otherwise, handling it. It is a job more suitable to the larger, more heavily built Taqh race. I personally could not see any Betaqh male doing that kind of work, or any of the smaller Betaqh women either. Some Betaqh women get pretty big, they could probably handle it, but they usually end up in "higher-up jobs" anyway. Chances are, Zebor's boss, especially the higher boss of his immediate boss or foreman, is a Betaqh lady.

Zebor Nosnibor lives in an apartment in the fringes or suburbs of Central Capital, with a typically sex-hungry Taqh woman, who has "taken him up" and thus "became his mistress". This arrangement is a sort of Shasheerian way of getting married. Government of Shasheer does not get into the morality business, marriages or anything. Shasheer has no formally recognized "lawful" marriages. Their government just... well, it stays out of such things and leaves it totally up to the people.
Such a marriage may last some years, or may last a life-time. Many Shasheerian men must accept living with another man if his mistress so desires. It is a woman-dominated world, in Shasheer.

Zebor's mistress is basically an office worker of a junior grade, and can end up all day at a desk, or be called upon for lifting and moving heavy items. She is a bit taller than Zebor, more heavily built, has large "smooth-looking" upper body muscles and large, rock-hard muscles in her legs and butt. Legs and butt muscles on these people, man or woman, tend to be hard, large and well honed. Those muscles are their "engines" for their velomobiles. Just like most Americans or Canadians generally drive the wheels off their cars, so do Shasheerians... and that translates to daily, fairly hard driving exercise for those leg and butt muscles.
Zebor's mistress sports very dark-brown, smooth straight hair, which she keeps shoulder length and center-parted over her face. Sometimes she will tie a pony-tail which can appear in various positions about her head; the usual back of the head, to one or the other side, or nearly on top for a "fountain" effect. She also keeps a dyed streak of dark blue in her hair toward the front of her head, near her face, running down her left side.
At home, she lounges around nude. She commutes to and from work nude. After arrival to work and a shower, she generally dresses in a mid-thigh-length split skirt, with a top that can range from absent (topless), to a tank-top or to a sleeveless blouse. These tops usually stop at or just above her naval. She wears no underwear. Her attire is typical for a Taqh lady office worker.

Each morning, before they go to work, they have sex for over an hour; yes, over an hour of continuous, humping, thrusting, huffing and blowing, involving many orgasms from both her and him. (Say, can anybody get me a one-way ticket to Shasheer? Wow! Well, I guess that shows what kind of sick freak I am! Oh well...) But, that is considered a little long even for Shasheerian Taqh standards. Also a bit unusual is, often, one woman can handle two men. Of course, each woman can't always have two men; there's not enough of them. If there are two men, the woman gets her libido satisfied... usually. If there is one man, after about thirty minutes, most Taqh men are spent, leaving the Taqh woman to go to work or otherwise into her day, still horny, which will cause her to find any opportunity that arises to have sex, or sometimes, just masturbate.

Zebor has the unusual situation of almost, I say almost, being able to "out sex" his mistress. Also, after he is finally sexed out, in only about an hour, he is having erections again. He literally has to go through all day with an almost painfully engorged penis, pounding away incessantly. If, while commuting in his velomobile (remember those?), he has occasion to accelerate hard, or has a long run of road where he can pedal fast, the activity will actually bring forth an ejaculation which spurts semen all over his tummy and even as high as his chest. Sheesh. And, while at work, if lifting heavy items again and again, occasionally he will experience an "auto-ejaculation" where his engorged genital suddenly orgasms, spurting semen in the air where it drops to the floor or ground. Outside, in the dirt, no problem. But in the factory, it makes a mess that has to be cleaned. More than once, after the ejaculation, he slipped on the stuff, nearly falling, while heaving heavy materials. That could lead to an injury. He did fall a couple times, bruising himself up, but not sustaining anything serious, fortunately.

Many of his co-workers are big, hefty muscular Taqh women. First, those gals take great pleasure in seeing him self-ejaculate. They think that's really something. And of course, they, with even greater pleasure, give him blessed relief come every break or lunch period. Sometimes he sexes more than one Taqh woman co-worker all the way through his lunch, so he does not have time to eat. Being horny themselves, the ladies might do that too, with him, but usually, because those big gals also have a big working gal's appetite, they will usually force themselves off his penis to grab some lunch.

Every weekend, he goes to any one of many parks, nude, to engage in the only activity he can do without interference; sex and sex and sex and sex and sex, with any woman he can find; and there are a lot of them. His entire weekend is spent sexing.

At night, he has to wake up his woman to sex. Shasheerian women tend to be dominant, so waking one from her sleep might entail some unpleasantness. If she grumbles or something, he leaves her to sleep while he proceeds to masturbate.

Well, by now, I think you can see, he does have a problem with this. It is interfering with his sleep, endangering him on the job, and taking away from the quality of his life on weekends... well, he should be, you know, going to places to hike, get a rickshaw ride, maybe play some ball, go out to restaurants or movies... you know, weekend stuff. But he is literally in the authoritarian grip of a demanding libido.

His own steady woman, the one he lives with, usually referred to by males as a "mistress", noticed this. Although she greatly enjoys his always-ready penis, she also became concerned over his welfare, due to the reasons pointed out above. She suggested a Doctor's help...

And, so there we go. This is where we jump into it. Follow us now, as a point of consciousness, or, if you wish, as Zebor himself, as we see him go through typical Shasheerian activities and ways, to commute to the clinic, see the Doctor, and do whatever it takes to deal with the problem. And be ready, this is Shasheer; although many things at first look like familiar places or situations in Canada or United States, Shasheerian culture will soon make itself obvious!

Typical Shasheerian Taqh man strolling in a high mountain park

Correct, Shasheer-breath! Here's a look at him... or someone similar to him...

Okay, so right away, we can see we are not in Kansas any more... or United States, or Canada... or even Earth... might be France or Brazil though. But anyway, typical of a Taqh man, he wears a g-string, and we're lucky he's wearing that. Many of them, as Taqh women just about always do, just go out naked, especially if the weather is warm. It was just mentioned above that Zebor goes to parks naked. A g-string is useless for him, since his genital is constantly sticking way over it, throbbing away in the air.

At this point, one might be wondering how does he, or others similar to him, women or men, dress on the job, particularly, that kind of rough and physical job they have. Well, in warmer weather, for men, g-string. Taqh women go naked. The g-string for men is a safety rule of the factory... Imagine if you will, working with all those gorgeous big muscle women around. Even a Taqh man without Zebor's problem might experience a partial erection, where it just kind of sticks out in front some inches. Well, imagine setting down a heavy load of construction materials on a stack, and having it set down right on... that thing; ouch! The g-string strap holds it close to the stomach, out of the way, and thus, the rule. In the case of Zebor, most of the time his is jutting into the air at full hardness anyway, so that he would not need the g-string; but rules are rules.

Both the woman and men wear the usual safety accessories. They wear heavy shoes or boots to protect their feet from the inevitable shards of metal, broken pieces of concrete, nails and other foot-hazards likely to be found in a construction-related facility. Heavy gloves are used to protect hands. Sometimes they might wear a hard-hat for situations where there may be objects falling from overhead.
So here's the usual dress: Women, boots or heavy shoes, gloves, sometimes hard-hat, and nothing else. Men, the same except for the requirement of the g-string. In much cooler weather, women may wear a tank-top, sleeveless top, or even a long-sleeved sweater, depending on just how chilly it is, but usually, nothing below. The men are the same way. It takes bitter cold to corral these people into anything resembling clothes we are used to.

Well, so Zebor calls a Doctor's clinic to get an appointment. Right away, small differences are noticed. The Doctor herself answers the telephone. The appointment is set for ten in the morning, tomorrow. That fast, yes.

Doctors are not that busy in Shasheer. Due to Shasheer's clean air, wholesome foods, getting plenty of exercise, freedom from stresses caused by too many rules and taboos and working shorter hours (like six hours a day, typically, usually three to four days a week), Shasheerians are just plain a lot healthier. A multi-thousand year history of genetic engineering which has eliminated almost all genetic-based illness contributed too.
And, as Zebor's experience continues with the Doctor tomorrow, you will note a resistance to using drugs. This, quite frankly, also contributes to general overall health, which comes from an absence of the types of toxins left over from drugs in the blood stream and tissues.

And the health issues that Doctors come across are certainly a lot different from what we are familiar with. Zebor's problem is not unusual. Taqh women are most often afflicted by an overbearing libido. Second after them are Taqh men, followed by an almost equal number of Betaqh women, with Betaqh men having the least amount of "hyper-libido" problems.
And strangely enough, to us, some Shasheerians come in complaining of too much muscle. Some Betaqh women want their thighs to be not so huge with bulging muscle, which is a natural result of good diet and long velomobile trips. Betaqh men, already accused of being "effeminant", come in complaining of too much muscle in their thighs, and any visible muscle at all in their arms. Many Betaqh men go for a "boyish" look; it appears to be a style that is out there, and Betaqh women seem to like it, as do some Taqh women.
Many come in wanting smoother skin; well that one is familiar to us, but men do it too, and not just the Betaqh men. Yep, we are dealing with a vastly different culture here.
And of course, as pointed out before in this site's long-winded introduction, Mothers of mixed-race babies will come in to have their son or daughter genetically engineered to be completely one race or the other.

Well, tomorrow came, and Zebor got ready to go. He had obtained the day off from his supervisor, a Taqh man himself, for the appointment. The supervisor understood the problem and wished Zebor well.
After an hour's sex with his mistress which he thoroughly enjoyed, before she left for her work, Zebor got ready to go. He normally commutes seven miles to get to the factory, and of course, seven miles back. The clinic, however, is eighteen miles away. Doctor's clinics are few and far between. Of course, Zebor would pedal his velomobile to go there. He would pedal his velomobile naked, bringing along a g-string to wear after he gets to where he is going. This is a common practice among Shasheerians.

Since this is a sort of tour of Shasheer, I will detail certain taken-for-granted activities... For example, exiting his mistress's apartment, going down and leaving... You probably have certain stereotypical visions of an apartment complex. You see the apartments, maybe two to three story, and a big parking lot full of cars.
Well, in Shasheer, strike the cars (the typical engine-powered type, that is), there are none. Velomobiles, being smaller and easily carried or lifted, are generally kept in somewhere. Most Shasheerian apartments have their tenants keeping velomobiles under stair-cases, in extra spaces in back, or in a basement of some sort.
So, imagine turning into an apartment complex from the street: You turn off from a street full of other velomobiles, into, what would impress most of us of United States or Canada, as a wide sidewalk. From that sidewalk-looking road, smaller sidewalks split off, left and/or right, to the individual units. In pedaling your velomobile, you would pedal along this wide sidewalk until you get to your unit and turn into it. No cars are seen anywhere. You see only the main sidewalk and branch sidewalks, trees, bushes, grass and of course, the apartments. After arriving to your unit, you would get out, and pull or lift the velomobile into some basement or under-stair-case or similar facility area, probably put it into a cubby-hole of some sort and lock it. You would then go on into your unit.

Zebor's apartment is on a hill-side. Zebor came out, retrieved his velomobile from an under stair-case space, rolled it outside to just in front of the apartment, and put some stuff into it...
His velomobile is a three-wheel type, having two front wheels and one rear wheel. There are two small storage spaces on either side of his velomobile's rear tire. There are little panel doors that open up. It is sort of like a glove compartment, but a bit deeper.
Zebor dropped in a fairly new, red g-string and a small box of tissues into the left compartment, then closed it. Into the right compartment, he placed in some water bottles and some things to eat while on the road. And of course, during all this, his tall, well muscled body was completely nude, with the sun shining on him, displaying his physique in good effect.

Due to his problem, his genital was pounding away during all of this. It was literally painfully engorged. "Oh g-d! I gotta fuck!" he groaned as he stood next to his velomobile, stretched with arms behind his head, biceps bulging, and actually humped a few times, as if sexing with an unseen woman. He was actually hoping a gal would see this, come out and sex with him. Had there been any, in the apartments, one or more would have surely come out. But apparently, they were all at work, either away, or working at home, in which case they would be in a room somewhere.

Zebor finally gave that up, and crawled into his velomobile. A velomobile is close to the ground, and is, quite frankly, a bit of a hassle to get in to. He stepped into it, straddled the seat, and, using his arms with his hands holding on to the sides of the "cockpit", lowered himself down, settling his body into the highly comfortable semi-reclining position, characteristic of a velomobile. His feet found the pedals, which are shoe-like, and squirmed them in. He bent over, with the tip of his genital poking him in the stomach, to buckle the shoe-pedals. He settled back on the seat groaning with intense libido. Once again, he humped a few times, stretched his arms behind him, balling up his biceps, in an attempt to get it to calm down. Finally, he was ready. He pulled the canopy down, closing it, and began pedaling.
The "branch-sidewalk" to his unit was a fairly steep uphill, due to the fact the entire apartment complex was situated on a hill. His well muscled legs handled it with no problem. In seconds, he was up on the main sidewalk or driveway, and headed for the street.
Winding around the narrow velomobile streets, one leading to another, he found a main highway and accelerated to speed.

As he pedaled hard, his genital felt ready to explode. And it did. As he exerted into the acceleration, it felt so good, he didn't want to stop. With his strong legs on this, sort of like, uncontrolled power-surge, he was soon at a high rate of speed, passing other velomobiles. He might have achieved fifty miles an hour. Well, that produced an actual orgasm. His genital exploded with semen spurting up all the way to his chest. Groaning and huffing and temporarily relieved, he allowed his velomobile to slow, and then he pulled over. Using tissues from a receptacle on the side, he wiped the stuff off of his tummy and chest. After resting a bit, he continued pedaling, more calmly this time, accelerating to the usual thirty miles per hour most people go. Thus at last, he was on his way.

Now, as we progress along, I will present illustrations that, as close as I can find, are relevant to the story. As I said before, I am trying to make this into something like a tour, from both a general view-point, like you are a point of consciousness just floating in the air, and Zebor's particular view-point.
Some pictures are not quite what I want, however. You may think, why don't I draw/paint more? The single answer, making a living. That time-eating rat-hole just does not leave me with a lot of left over time to make pictures. I wish to heck I could. I am working on making arrangements to reduce time on making a living, eliminating the commute, and setting up for efficiently making more pictures. This site needs new pictures, I am using the same ones since three years ago.

For example, I would like to show an illustration of Zebor in his velomobile zipping along a typical Shasheerian, "highway" with other velomobile traffic. But I don't have the time to draw it because of the dam making-a-living obstacle. So, let me "harvest" the site, and see what I can come up with...

Typical velomobile

Yes, here we go. Now, this is in a mountain wilderness, and the rider is a woman. But you can assume that Zebor's car (velomobile) is very like this. Shasheer has two major types of velomobiles for single riders, three-wheel and four-wheel. This one appears to be a four-wheeler. Zebor uses a three-wheeler because they are lighter and more nimble, making them more suitable for stop and go traffic and narrow downtown streets.

As described above, Zebor sits in a position similar to below. Modeled by a lady, it is a four-wheeled velomobile before the body, or faring, is assembled into place.
Note how comfortable that is. No sitting on a tiny, hard, butt-chaffing saddle, and craning the neck upward from a humped-over position. This is definitely the preferable way to cycle. It could also be said, the velomobile is the right bicycle for the man (or woman) who hates to get out of bed!

Velomobile with faring or body removed

Below is from Earth, believe it or not. Photographed along a bicycle route in Holland, a German-made velomobile is parked to the side while the rider rests, takes in the tulip fields, and snaps this picture. Find more at Velomobiling.net. And, hey, wow, here is a site from which, you can actually buy a velomobile, either built or kit. It is Velomobileusa.com. It's the invasion of the Shasheerians! Head for the hills!
Zebor lives in an area which is considered the edge of Central Capital. The Doctor's clinic is in an office suite located just outside of town, but kind of like, almost on the other side of Central Capital, where office lease is cheaper. So Zebor will be passing through areas of neighborhoods, some town-like conditions and considerable amounts of country, including farms. He used a circumferential "highway" (for velomobiles) sort of like the circumferential highways around some American big cities. So the scene below could very easily be part of what he sees while on the way to the Doctor.

Velomobile commute or trip

Typical Street Scene

And yes indeed, Zebor, while passing through the towns, will see something like this, including the lady. There's a lot in this scene to the right...

The Betaqh lady's split dress is very typical for them. Toplessness is common.
Notice behind her, to the right, a man and a woman; they are headed for the bushes to shoot a big fat dove; relieve each other's libidos, that is.

Way down the sidewalk, the woman running (barely noticeable) is a runner, a messenger for just that local area of offices.
And of course, there are the velomobiles. Two three-wheel types can be seen, flying along. Across the street is a rickshaw and puller, taking a couple Betaqh ladies somewhere.

Typical scene in Shasheerian suburb showing nude strolling Shasheerian Taqh women.

When Zebor sees these, he screeches his velomobile to a stop, clamors out with his erection pounding, and begs them for sex. Most likely, they will both accommodate. The three of them will also head for the bushes to do some "dove shooting".

On Earth, some guy clamoring out of his car, nearly naked with an erection going on, approaching a couple ladies would scare those ladies to death. But in Shasheer, though not real common, it is seen. Well, a Taqh woman will do it too, if she sees a man she likes while she is horny. Taqh women aggress upon men for sex much more often than men approaching them. So those two ladies in the picture, a man coming to them begging for sex is most welcome; they were probably thinking of aggressing upon some man later, anyway.
And the ladies have nothing to fear from the man. Each one is his size or a bit bigger. Noticing in the picture myself, I see that one appears heavily built. She's probably easily stronger than Zebor.

Anyway, Shasheerians are that easy with sex. They will get off the street and sidewalk, maybe in some shadows, but that's it. They'll hump and puff and scream at a spot that's out of the way, but essentially out in the open. It is common in Shasheer.
And nude Taqh women, that's standard on any day that is not chilly. They sometimes wear shoes including high-heels, but that is it.

A Shasheerian typically goes thirty miles per hour (measured in whatever equivalents they have) in a velomobile. Towns slow them down, of course.
Zebor really did stop a few times to sex with any of many big, muscular and naked ladies he might have seen. He ended up taking over an hour to do the eighteen miles at that rate. He gave himself plenty of time, so he arrived at the office complex, located in a beautiful little town and neighborhood, with time to spare.

Zebor found a credisk-operated shower facility so he could clean up from the perspiration of exercise, then strolled about. A credisk is like a debit card, except that it is circular. The inch-wide, flat disk is kept in a locket that hangs from the neck like a pendant. This makes it suitable for use by a society of naked people. After the shower, Zebor remained nude.

Zebor had thirty minutes to wait for the appointment time. With his genital out and pounding away yet again, he found an equally horny Taqh gal in an adjacent park to sex with. Naked, muscular and vigorous, and sporting a pair of long braids of her blond hair, the Taqh lady obviously enjoyed his dumps, huffing and screaming her way through four apparent orgasms during that thirty minutes. She had leaned over a picnic table, thrusted out her big muscular butt and displayed her dripping wet labias, and let him have at it. It almost made him late.

After dumping in her the third time, he pulled out a glistening, still erected genital, much to her protest; she may have well been building to a fifth orgasm.
"Put it back in!" she demanded as she turned her head back at him fiercely, her braids whipping around with it.
"I gotta go to my appointment now. Please..." he begged the woman who was clearly acting like she was going to force him back in. She was big enough to push him into the grass, sit on him and let her cunt devour his genital, if she wanted. She may have done so, if it was not for another man approaching who looked like he needed action as well. The gal let Zebor go while she descended on the other guy. Zebor, looking back a number of times, made his way off while that gal, similar to the way she did him, leaned over that picnic table, thrust her butt out and, essentially let the other guy pick up where Zebor left off. Just watching it made Zebor painfully horny.

Zebor rushed to his velomobile, tried to wipe off his genital of her juice, which made it pound even harder, strapped on a nice red g-string (Shasheerian formal dress?) and headed for the office complex. Of course, his genital was pounding away in the air, far over his g-string.

After entering the lobby of the office complex, the first thing he encountered were three Betaqh ladies. One was dressed in a split dress, the other only wore a blue g-string herself, and the third would strike us as looking like an Islamic woman, of all things. She is NOT Muslim, just, it is a sort of extreme clothing style. Shasheerians, like us, get into extreme clothing sometimes, and "out-there" styles.

Again, I had to harvest the site for these. They are not drawn to order for this story. The one on the far left is an older picture, thus the rough appearance. I will improve it when the making-a-living master gives me a chance.

Anyway, the three Betaqh ladies Zebor encountered were like these. They gave him the eyes, of course, giggled and wiggled. The one in the Islamic-looking outfit reached out and quickly pinched his engorged penis with her finger and thumb. Giggling, they scurried off, with one of them pushing and jabbing at the Islamic-looking one in good natured manner, as in telling her "Oh! You shouldn't have!"

Then he passed a Taqh guy, dressed in a black mesh bikini, who smiled and said, "You gotta let some gal feast on that, man!" or something to that effect.
Zebor turned to go up the stairs because the clinic was upstairs, and encountered a Taqh lady. Dressed in a short split skirt and quarter length tank top, all new looking and in fresh colors (again, Shasheerian formal dress?) she commented "Wow! Meet me during lunch! Down there..." she pointed to the lobby. Zebor smiled nervously.

Finally, he arrived to the door of the clinic. He turned the handle and proceeded on in.

Dr. Rachel Lily

Rachel Lily before she was a Doctor, at about 50 years old. Rachel was a wild lady when she was "young" (keep in mind, Shasheerians' longevity), by her own admission, coming up later. She did not become a Doctor until she was over 130 or so. Clicking on the picture will open a new window with a close-up to her face. There you can realize her giving, nurturing countenance, healing green eyes, along with her sumptuous breasts and tits. Clicking picture will open a new window. If your system considers this a "pop-up" and blocks it, please turn it off, it is not needed on this site. Or, click on text-link below: Look into Rachel Lily's eyes

Doctor Rachel Lily at around 150 years old, after she became a Doctor. Coming up in the story, will be when Zebor see this sight. With Doctor Lily, in her clinic, is a Spiritual Healer, but she is not in the scope of the picture. It is early evening because the Spiritual Healer needs the energies of that time of day, and that of the setting moon. I will color this scene as soon as I can rip the time off that damned making-a-living monster. Click on the monochrome picture above or below for big one. This opens another browser. Some systems see this as a "pop-up". If your system blocks pop-ups, turn it off, it is not needed while on this site. Otherwise, click on the text-link below: Dr. Rachel Lily, drawing 1 Dr. Rachel Lily, drawing 2

The same picture, with some changes, of Doctor Rachel Lily at around 150 years old, after she became a Doctor. I did some work on the eyes, and lips, and just cleaned it up a bit. Both of the above monochrome pictures are intended to be temporary until I get the coloring finished. That will have to wait for me to wrest my time back from that shit-damned making-a-living crap. Click on the monochrome picture above for big one. This opens another browser. Some systems see this as a "pop-up". If your system blocks pop-ups, turn it off, it is not needed while on this site. Otherwise, click on the text-link below: Dr. Rachel Lily, drawing 2

Dr. Rachel Lily has a wild past. She will admit to a bit of it later in the story. When you have time, read about some commotion that erupted over a golf-course. (Yes, Shasheerians evolved a sport very much like golf.) Lily has always had the potential as a healer. But she had to pass the wildness of her youth (her first 80-100 years) before she could barely settle down and study to become a Doctor. Below is the opening situation of the story. It continues on another page. It is much shorter than this story. Experience two wild amazons duke it out with golf. Read it when you have time... 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? The story continues upon clicking here.

Unlike in our world, the Doctor was right there, sitting in a chair at a desk to Zebor's left, from where he entered. She turned toward him in her chair, and with a "quiet", pretty smile, started to cheerfully greet him, hesitated, glanced down to his throbbing genital, then back to his face, and then went ahead with her cheerful greeting, "Hi there, Mr. Nosnibor! Correct?".

She wore a split short skirt, upper thigh-length, which was all silk and a shimmering forest-green. She had a sort of blouse, sleeveless, that went down to just over her navel if she stood up. It was also silk, and a shimmering forest green. On either side of her blouse, high and adjacent to the blouse's arm-holes, were small, bright-red heart-shaped things. She wore shiny, green shoes which were flat heeled (not high-heel). Obviously, she wore no underwear. This apparently, is one of a Doctor's standard dress. She had smooth, shiny, dark reddish-brown hair that was cut level with her jaw-line, with bangs. Her eyes were green.

Her voice was soothing, dulcet, yet cheerful. She had a calming effect that arose from, not only her manner, but perhaps from the unseen energy she gave off.

Zebor was momentarily spell-bound. Seemingly understanding this, the Doctor gently repeated her greeting, "You're Mr. Zebor Nosnibor? For your ten-o-clock appointment?"
"Uh, um, yes!" Zebor shyly replied.
"Well, Mr. Nosnibor, be seated" the Doctor lady gently invited, motioning for him to sit in the other chair, the one for patients, obviously.

Zebor sat in a comfortable cloth chair and continued to absorb the ambiance of her clinic and her energy...
Now folks, I have to paint in words, that clinic... what, you're expecting pale greenish-blue walls, everything white or stainless steel, and with that unnerving smell of injection-related alcohol, or whatever that smell is, and with a buzzing fluorescent light overhead? Well, I done told ya, we're not on Earth anymore.
The Doctor's own desk, the one to the immediate left of the doorway where she was sitting when he entered, is of wood construction, with a soothing light brown finish. Now, beyond that, the stainless steel (or some equivalent material) cabinets did begin. The floor was shiny for easy cleaning, the ceiling white. As with all Shasheerian homes or offices, lights were made up of bundles of perfect-white-light emitting diodes. They gave off a soft, perfect-white light with no buzz. Technically speaking, the building probably has 40 to 50 volts direct current, probably supplied by a huge field of solar panels and one large wind-generator that were located behind the office complex. Being removed from Central Capital, they were out of reach of Central Capital's electric company. The electric company obtains their electricity from sun, wind and hydro sources, but it is delivered in alternating current form. Here though, there is no alternating current conversion, and everything is 48-volt d.c. based.
Some research on Earth indicates, the absence of alternating current magnetic fields may have a calming effect on some people. Well, at the office complex, such folks might do well... if they can get accustomed to the nudity or near nudity, and free-for-all sexual behaviors.

Getting back to that Doctor's clinic; so, there were the stainless steel cabinets, and even medical looking things that might look familiar to us. But, there were things present not normally associated with a Doctor's clinic. On the right wall, on a shelf, there burned a green knob candle. On one of the cabinets on the left side, there was a shallow, broad earthen-ware bowl, about fourteen inches across, with a collection of fresh green things obviously collected from the outside. There were fresh pine needles, aroma-producing broad-leaf sprigs, some tender looking grass, and a number of mixed types of wild flowers. It gave off a very pleasing, soothing scent of "green" and flowery fragrances. Oh! It was nice in there. Finally, a large window at the far end of the clinic let in nice bright light of day, but without harsh direct sunlight, for a very cheery look.
Wow, that clinic and the Doctor herself; even without doing anything, if you were sick, you would begin to feel better right there!

The Doctor gently asked, "May I call you Zebor?"
"Um, sure" Zebor replied nervously.
"Alrighty, Zebor" the Doctor replied, "My name's Rachel Lily, or, just Lily. So, what problem brings you here today?" She glanced once again to his painfully engorged penis and added, "Uh, other than, from the looks of things, you didn't get a chance for some action, today..."
"Oh man!" Zebor huffed, effected by his pounding erection, not helped by the presence of this gorgeous Doctor. He continued, "This is just it! I did get action! I sexed with my mistress over an hour this morning, stopped for sex on the way here three or four times, got here early, and while waiting, sexed with some lady in the park over there. It won't quit! It's driving me nuts!"

In her quiet manner, the Doctor smiled, shook her head once slightly, spread her legs just a bit and answered with a slight quiver in her voice, "Ooo, I see... Well... Okay, let's go over some things obvious... Have you been taking any of the herbs that increase libido? Has your mistress been sneaking in anything into your meals you don't know about?"

Indeed, Shasheerian women will do that a lot to their men. But Zebor answered, "No, I don't think so. I was like this before I met her. Also, I make meals for her. So she does not have access to my meals."
"Are you on any kind of drug therapy?"
"None at all."
"How old are you?"
"Fifty-one" Zebor replied.
"Uh-huh, well, that at least is part of it..." Lily commented, "Not the only reason, of course; although I remember when I was that age, I had trouble with my libido..."

Zebor then went on to describe, how, when he is lifting heavy materials, sometimes his throbbing genital will self-ejaculate, and also how, when pedaling hard, it will self ejaculate.
Obviously intrigued, the Doctor asked, "When this happens, does it... feel good?"
"Oh gosh! Yeah!"
"Are you relieved afterward?"
"For a couple minutes."
"Does it; your penis, go soft?"
"It gets a little bit not-so-hard, but it doesn't go down. After a while, it's hard again."

The Doctor, Lily, herself obviously became effected by constantly seeing that attractive (to her) stiff rod of meat, throbbing, rock-hard and with clear pre-sex juice forming at the tip. The hole on his penis was stretched open by the intensity of the erection.
Lily muttered "um", placed her well muscled arm behind her head to nervously stroke her hair, and let her legs spread out a little more.
And that sight did not help Zebor at all. Lily was already excruciatingly sexy, and seeing her sexy, well built arm and shoulder muscle, her well formed, sexy axilla, and her gorgeous... hair and everything else, his genital reddened, throbbed to the point of appearing to bounce, and dribbled pre-sex juice. He felt like it was about to explode.

Lily composed herself and asked, "Is there ever a time where you sex to satiety, where it will finally go completely down, and hang relaxed?"
"Hardly ever. If I fuck for two hours or more straight into one or more women, I can finally wear it down. I only get that opportunity on weekends, when I go to parks near my home, find whomever women I can, and fuck until my head caves in."
"Wow" Lily muttered, and commented with the quiver in her voice more pronounced, "Two hours... huh... well..."

Doctor Lily rose from her chair to pace a bit, obviously effected by all of this. "Excuse me..." she softly and shyly said...
From one of those cabinet tops, she grabbed some ordinary tissues and apologized, "Um... sorry, um... just a second..." and then she lifted the front panel of her skirt and used the tissues to wipe off a very wet vaginal area, which was already wetting her inner thighs.
As she did so, she commented generally, perhaps as an attempt to compose herself and to look or sound more professional after succumbing to her own libido, "I tell you... when you're under one-hundred, that sex hunger just won't let you go. All I ever did, the first nearly hundred years of my life, is sex and sex and sex. My gosh! I couldn't get enough. I was 117 before I finally was able to concentrate on studies enough to enter college. It still bothered me, enough to turn what should have been four years of undergraduate to six years. Finally, by the time I graduated to medical school, that dam thing was calming down some. After medical college, internship and all, I was 130, and finally able to make something of myself. I'm a-hundred fifty-six now, so I've been in practice a while."

Doctor Lily strolled back to her desk and sat, with her legs spread some, as she concluded, "So, anyway, I know what you're going through."

Watching Lily lift her front skirt-panel and seeing her wipe down her vagina did not help his aching genital. With voice quivering, he asked, "I'm gonna be this way another fifty years? It's driving me nuts! Is there a drug I can take?"
"Drugs are not advisable for something like this", Lily replied, "They suppress symptoms, only to have the condition come roaring back when the drug wears off. Drugs are good for mostly extreme pain, as with an injury or something. No, quite frankly, temporarily, the best thing for you to do, is, well, relieve it, even if you have to masturbate. Now, I am beginning to form a theory; I have heard of this before... certainly from ladies. This is the first time a man has come with this situation."
"What's your... theory?"
"Possible blocked chakra one and/or two... but first, let me do the usual Doctor stuff here, so I can fill out this panel..." Lily smiled pretty at him and said, "It's government regulation; so I get partially paid by them. Keeps your cost down."
"Okay" Zebor replied, smiling, but racked with a pounding ache from his engorged, reddened genital.

Lily brought stethoscope and other instrumentation and did a quick, routine rundown on the physical...
Lily took the examinations and recorded them, "Pupils round, equal and responsive to light and accommodation, sclerae nonicteric. Ears clear for the most part, although there is some wax build up..." she felt around his neck, "No lymphadenopathy, no unusual jugular venous distension..." and after listening to his chest, telling him to breath deep a few times, and some thumping around, she recorded, "Good heavens, text-book! Chest clear to auscultation and percussion, no rhonchi or rales, S1 and S2 so powerful 'till it hurts my ears, and of course, no gallops, rubs or murmur... no extra heart sounds at all except what supposed to be there. Pulse rate thirty-five powerful beats per minute, respirations ten; my goodness!"

(Remember, we're dealing with someone who is seven feet tall, 290 to 300 pounds, well muscled, and very, very fit!)

And after listening around, poking and pressing around his firm, slender abdomen, she recorded, "Abdomen firm, non-tender, bowel sounds present and normal. No masses and no organomegaly, except for this gigantic penis! Good heavens!"

She stood up and put her instruments away, "My gosh man, if you were any healthier... we'd have to reset all of our standards!"

The closeness of Lily and her gorgeous body during the examination along with her touch added to Zebor's stinging libido. He stretched, writhed around in his chair, and with his arms up, as in a stretch, with big biceps balled up hard, he groaned, "Ohh! Man! I gotta fuck, BAD! OOHHH!" and without even realizing it, humped a few times. Clear pre-sex juice formed profusely at the tip of his penis and ran down it.
Of course Lily saw this and once again, became noticeably effected. She spread her legs probably due to a swollen vagina, breathed hard and writhed around herself. She breathed, "I... hear ya..."

Lily rose from her chair again and paced to the window and back, then said with a voice quivering, but smiling pretty, "Alright, now. Now we're going to do a... um... I forgot what I was sayin', Oh! Do a different kind of examination; this one is more of an energy-level exam. Follow me, please..."

Zebor leaned forward to get up. The tip of his penis poked him in his stomach and deposited a good amount of pre-sex juice there. "Oh man!" he groaned, "Lily, please! Is there... can I... is it possible to, for me... may I fuck... you?"
Lily turned around slowly and smiled a wry, knowing smile, and a kind of expression meaning, "you naughty boy". She slowed while Zebor approached her, from behind, as he followed her to the windows and to a door on the left side of the clinic. She gently replied, "I... We; I'm like... on duty... um..."

Smiling sweet and pretty, she reached out to Zebor and gently guided him by the arm, saying, "This way, sweety..." and then guided him to go through that door into a small, windowless room.

She closed the door behind her so that the two of them were alone in a small, rectangular room, not much bigger than a closet. In the room, against the wall opposite the door, was a padded examination bed. Along the other wall just left of the door was a stainless steel cabinet, on top of which, and away from the door a few feet, was a weird looking unit of instrumentation.

Hopeful that Lily brought him in here to accommodate him, Zebor asked, "Are... are you gonna... let me?" His penis pounded away, yearning for what must surely be a deep, soothing, warm and enveloping vagina on this lady. Lily was slightly taller than Zebor and considerably heavier in build. She was fit herself, and surely stronger than him. So you readers do NOT have to worry about him forcing her into anything. That just does not happen with these people.

Lily gently instructed, "No, sweety, we're in here to; I'm gonna measure your energy system. I need you to lay on this bed."
"Please" Zebor begged, "I gotta fuck so bad!"

The big lady Doctor gently put her hands on his shoulders, smiled pretty and softly said, "Now, looky here, young man, you came for a Doctor's appointment, okay? Now... let's do this very important test... then... we'll see... maybe..."
"You'll let me fuck you!?" Zebor asked, excited and hopeful.
"Oohhh!" Lily breathed hard, with a definite quiver in her voice, "Maybe... just maybe... Ooo! You got me going now, you rascal!" she grinned big and ordered, "Now get on that bed and let me start this examination!" in a good natured manner.

Doctor Lily continued, "That little physical out there was just routine. This is the heart of the matter right here. You're healthier than healthy, you're strong, vigorous, virile... there's nothing medically wrong with you, that's obvious. But there is something energy-wise going on. This system here will detect it..."

Zebor lifted himself upon the bed, got poked in his stomach by his penis again while he did so, and then laid back. His penis was humping up and down and dribbling considerable pre-sex juice onto his tummy.

Lily softly said, "excuse me" and once again, grabbed some tissues from a nearby box of them, lifted the front panel of her split skirt again and wiped off her own vaginal secretions.
She then turned toward the instrumentation that was on the cabinet next to the door and began turning it on and making some initial adjustments. She then took up a thing, a sensor, apparently, of some type. It looked sort of like a tennis racket. A cable, running from what would be the "tennis racket's" handle, connected it to the instrument. Instead of the woven cords one would expect to see in the racket, there was instead, five spoke-like things coming from the frame to some kind of smooth, round crystal looking thing in the middle.

Lily started a paper chart recorder and got into position next to his body. With her left hand, she picked up what looked like a simple round piece of glass, about five inches in diameter, that looked a little like a lens, but it was flat. It was iridescent, that is, it appeared blue, then appeared red, or green, or magenta; depending on how the light reflected or refracted through it. It was essentially clear. She held the tennis-racket-looking sensor in her right hand.

Lily informed Zebor, "Now honey, I'm going to turn off the light. I want you to take three deep breaths, then close your eyes and lay still."
"What's... going on?"
"I will be measuring your energy field. I am just going to move this hoop-thing over your body, particularly from your crotch to the top of your head. It will show me if there is a good energy flow. It will not touch you, I'll keep it a few inches over you at all times. There is absolutely, completely no pain, and, though this instrument will make some pretty spooky sounds, everything is alright, and I'm right here! Okay, honey?"

A sweet, reassuring smile from Lily calmed Zebor nicely. Only his throbbing, aching genital bothered him.
Zebor then did as instructed, he breathed three deep breaths, closed his eyes and relaxed.

Lily turned a few knobs on the instrument, and a rushing or hissing sound could then be heard from a speaker. Some tones could be heard too.

Lily reached over and turned off the light. Since the room had no windows and the door had light-sealing foam around it, the room was then completely, absolutely pitch-black.

"Now sweety, relax a minute while I let my eyes adjust a bit..." Lily gently advised.

"Wow, dark in here" Zebor commented.
"Shhh, sweety" Lily gently, lovingly cooed, "No talking, lay still".

Like a point of consciousness suspended in mid-air, we overlook Lily's well built shoulder to see what is going on...
She began to move the sensor over Zebor, starting at between his upper thighs. She held the piece of glass just above, and centered over, the sensor hoop. A deep, ruby-red glow began to be seen in the circular piece of glass. She then slowly moved both up to his crotch, maintaining that glass-over-hoop configuration, to a few inches over the base of his pesky penis. A brilliant scarlet red glow, sparkling and dancing, even whirling, could be seen in the glass. It even lit the room with a deep red. The speakers emitted low tones, two or three of them, along with a rumbling that sounded like far away thunder.

Lily held that position several seconds. She then slowly moved hoop and glass to over a subumbilical area, maybe one and one-half inch under his naval...

(Earlier, in a long spiel at the introduction of this site, I said something about real Shasheerians not having breasts, not even nipples. I did not see clearly, if they have a naval or not. But remember, for the purposes of art and telling stories, I "Earthize" them!)

In the glass that Lily held in her left hand, from that subumbilical area there was observed a bright orange spinning, and some sparking. The tones from the speaker blended from the deep ones earlier, to low pitch tones, but not so deep as before. It was quite musical, even pleasant to hear, but indeed, a little spooky; like, where are they coming from? What do they mean? Accompanying the tones, was a sound that resembled surf. The room was lit with a deep orange light, while Lily held the hoop and glass over that area.

After some seconds, Lily once again slowly moved the sensor and glass to a supraumbilical area, maybe one inch or more above his naval. The glass went nearly dark, surprising the Doctor such that she uttered a soft "oh".
In the glass, a small, star-like point of pure yellow could be seen, but in no way was it spinning, sparkling and dancing like the two areas below. From the speakers, only a faint hiss could be heard along with a lowish pitched, single tone.

Doctor Lily then moved the sensor and glass to an area just over Zebor's heart. She could only see a small green star. The hiss from the speakers took on a sort of shriller tendency, more like the sound of wind, but very faint. A medium frequency tone was barely audible.

Lily moved the hoop and glass to over Zebor's throat. A pure blue star could be seen, nothing more. The hiss in the speakers became shriller, now resembling escaping air from a velomobile tire. A barely audible tone of somewhat high frequency presented itself.

Lily moved sensor and glass to over Zebor's forehead. A small, spiralish looking star, of pure indigo, could be seen. The hiss in the speakers became, well, shriller than the usual case of a tire-puncture-hiss, but still could be describe as a hiss from a punctured tire. It, along with a high pitch tone, that seemed to be warbling thus imparting the impression of some kind of bird, were barely audible.

Lily moved the sensor and glass to an area just over the crown of Zebor's head. At first, it seemed there was nothing there. Adjusting the angle of the glass, Lily finally managed to present for us, a barely visible deep violet. No sound was heard in the speaker... wait, an extremely high pitched tone, like that from an old-time television with a noisy fly-back transformer, could just, just be heard.

Lily moved the sensor and glass back down, and the visible and audible effects were the reverse of what was just described. To double check, Lily ran the sensor and glass up and down a couple more times.

Carefully, groping in the dark, Lily laid the sensor and glass down on the cabinet. She turned, reached over behind her to near the door and, groping around, found the switch and turned on the light.

"Wow, too bright" Lily commented, "Let me turn it down a bit..."

She turned a multiposition switch knob, located just under the main light switch, causing less light emitting diodes in the light fixture to light. That brought the light level down to a comfortable level for allowing their eyes to adjust.

Zebor's penis was still stone-hard, bouncing up and down, and spilling pre-sex juice just under his naval, with some spilling into his naval-depression. His penis was that long.

"Oh gosh, that's making me horny" Lily breathed out, heavily. "Okay sweety, you can get up now" she gently added.
Sitting up, Zebor's swollen genital poked him in the stomach again, until he turned and slid off the examination bed.

"Ooo" Lily muttered, as she nervously stroked her smooth, dark brown hair, with her arm up and hand behind her head.
It was a sexy arm, with a nice, big set of muscles featuring a big, well formed bicep. She also had an absolutely beautiful, sexy axilla which begged for roving fingers to feel, then move to breasts and then nipples.
"Lily, please" Zebor desperately begged, "I gotta fuck!"

"Ooo" Lily gently breathed, with her voice shaking. She reached for tissues again, lifted her skirt's front panel, and wiped away wetness from her crotch and inner thighs.

"Okay, okay" Lily gently uttered, "Come on out, and at least, let me tell you what I found."
"Then can we fuck?" Zebor asked as the two of them exited the room, squinting their eyes from the brightness.
"Well... I shouldn't" Lily said with shaking voice, yet dulcet in tone. Smiling pretty, she softly added, "It isn't... professional..."
"You're a big, healthy strong lady" Zebor managed to advise, "It's normal; it's okay..."
"Yes" uttered Lily, softly but gravely, causing her to clear her throat with an "ehem".

Lily led Zebor to a cabinet row along the wall that leads to the entrance door of her clinic. Nervously, she leaned on it, then asked, "Do you... want to know what I found? It's very telling..."
"Okay" Zebor agreed, desperate for entrance into her, what must be, a sumptuous, giving body.

As Lily spoke, she took a few steps to the door of her clinic and... locked it... Zebor saw that as a hopeful sign. She explained, "You have a total blockage between chakra two and three. There is almost no energy flow among the chakras, three on up. There also seems to be additional blockage between chakra six and seven, not that it matters... It's like having a dam down river from another dam; it backs up only a trickle. Anyway, this would indeed explain your problem. I know of an Energy Specialist, I can make an appointment for her to come here, probably late tomorrow. I will assist and attend, while she opens up your chakras. This should alleviate your problem. But she says, chakra maintenance must be done, or they'll close again... like maybe has happened with mine..."
"You had blocked chakras?" Zebor asked, intrigued, ignoring his pounding erection for a time.
"Yes, indeed" Lily replied softly with quivering voice and with a pretty smile as her green eyes gazed right into his, "Blocked between fifth and sixth, not as completely as yours, but, blocked to a severe degree. When she opened them, my libido was not so hard to deal with. I think that, over the few years however, they have closed partially again. I... do have episodes of... getting horny... and now... man!"

Lily looked down at Zebor's pounding, bouncing and reddened genital, spewing forth large amounts of pre-sex juice. She softly uttered, "Ooo".

Zebor, with shaky voice, asked, "What do I do until then? Tomorrow late, that is?"
"Well..." Lily replied softly with a pretty grin, "Fuck... fuck like there's no tomorrow. After tomorrow, it should stop. And... you may start... with me"

Oh man! That is what Zebor was absolutely desperate to hear! He approached Lily, asking, "From front, or rear? While standing?"
"Oh, we'll have to stand, there's no bed big enough for both of us" Lily replied with an even bigger grin, "And... drill me from behind, but first..."

In apparent expectation of a great deal of secretions, both hers and his, she unclipped a tiny clasp on the green silk cord that held up the two panels of her split skirt on her sinewy hips. Lily's split micro-skirt is really merely composed of two green soft-silk cords which have mating clasps on either end. She can unclip either the left one or the right. On each cord, the panels of her split skirt are strung, much in the manner of curtains on a simple curtain rod. Anyway, after unclipping one side, the skirt fluttered off her muscle-laced hips, after which, she placed it on the cabinet, down some ways from where she was apparently going to let Zebor in, possibly, once again, in anticipation of some rough action and mess. She must keep her skirt clean, you know. Zebor approached the now-bottomless Lily with joyous anticipation.

"Wait, sweety..." Lily smiled, "I am a Doctor, you know, and I do have some concerns..."

Lily took down a plastic box from a stack of them on the window-end of that cabinet. She broke open the seal, opened the lid, and took out a tissue which smelled mediciny, and, when she stroked Zebor's penis with it, felt wet. And of course, that stroking increased the already unbearable ache and out-and-out pain from the intensity of erection he was already feeling. Zebor groaned loudly.

Smiling impishly, Lily said, "I'll give you this box of penile disinfectant wipes. Always use this before fucking with a lady, especially if you have fucked with others earlier in the day... as you told me you have..."

Lily finished wiping his penis down and discarded the wipe. She then drew some tissues and wiped it again to dry it. Excruciating ache, accompanying that activity, pounded away at Zebor.

Lily discarded the tissues. At last, with an impish grin, she began to turn, leaned way over, like a bow, on her cabinet, and presented her gorgeous, muscular butt for Zebor to enjoy. She huffed, "Drill me good, sweety, show me no mercy! I'm a-hundred fifty-six, that hole has seen a lot of fucks, and it's good and tough, let me assure you!"

With extreme pleasure of anticipation, Zebor stepped up, with pounding genital, to Lily's inviting butt and soaked labias. Her labias were severely swollen and hard. Her clitoris stuck way out. The orifice of her vagina was stretched open, with fluid coming out. Zebor leaned over her, and eased his aching genital in. "OOHHHH!" he groaned long and loud, but not louder that Lily's groan. His huge genital indeed displaced a lot of Lily's secretions which then fell to the floor.

After soaking in the great soothing pleasure of the first few in and out strokes, Zebor began earnest, vigorous humping. Loud slurping issued forth and copious amounts of her secretions fell to the floor. The first orgasms blasted through both of them in seconds. Far from enough, Zebor kept pounding Lily's vagina right through to his and hers next orgasm. Each orgasm was announced by an awful loud amount of utterances from Lily. As her second orgasm passed, allowing her to speak with at least a little coherence, she managed to get out, "Gosh! They're hearing this all over the place, probably!"

Zebor, wracked and soaked in excruciating pleasure, managed to gather just enough thought coherence to get out in a voice punctuated by huffing and shakiness, "Don't worry, they probably do it too!"
"Yeah" Lily huffed, "I... Oohhh! I hear it sometimes, but... ohh! Oh gosh, feels so good... but, I'm supposed to be, Ohh! Ohhh! Supposed to be a professional..."
And then they both succumbed to another round of orgasms, screaming and huffing.

Well, this continued for thirty minutes straight. At one point, Lily pulled Zebor out of her just long enough to stand up, turn around and let Zebor in from her front, so that they sexed while embracing tightly. Later, Lily pulled him out again to return to that bowed-over position to let him drill from behind.
Lily had just followed Zebor in another set of huffing and incoherent utterances. The orgasms were coming slower, but more drawn out, resulting in longer periods of peak pleasure which brought about an almost exhausting series of convulsions and yelling. Lily had just gone through one of these and was clinging on the cabinet, apparently weary but still gladly allowing Zebor to hump away as she obviously immensely enjoyed. The louder utterances from either of them had died down for some minutes when, there came a knock on the door...

"Oh gosh! Sweety! Zebor!" Lily huffed, voice quivering, and trying whisper, "I gotta stop! It is someone for an appointment at eleven this morning. It's almost eleven now!"

Zebor was humping furiously into Lily's vagina, his long, hard shaft of meat plunging deeply in and then out. It would get furious in a few moments when orgasm approaches. Zebor was submerged in excruciating pleasure and warmth. Even with four orgasms already, his penis burned and ached if he so much as stopped a few seconds. The one and only treatment for that pounding ache was continued deep plunges into the depths of Lily's body.
Zebor huffed, "OOHHH! I, I can't stop! You gotta make me... OOhhh!"

As she did before, to change sexing positions, Lily did push back at him with her arms, pulled away from him thus evacuating her vagina of his genital, but with utterances of "Ughh!" and "Aghh!" and such, indicating extreme discomfort, even pain. Lily stood up and whispered, huffing, "OHH GOSH that hurts! When a guy's cock is that big, and it's pulled out suddenly, OOHH! I can hardly stand it! It's like, okay for just changing positions, but, to leave it out... Ohh! What am I gonna do?"
Zebor was near delirium from the intensity of the ache pounding at him from his genital. He could only huff and keep humping, jabbing his penis in the air, as if with an invisible partner.

The knock issued forth again. Lily called out, as nicely as she could but with obvious stress in her voice, "Just a minute, please, I'm... cleaning up."
"That's okay" came a light male voice from behind the door, "I forgot something in my car" (remembering, of course, that when these people say "car", they are referring to a velomobile.) He continued, "I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Alrighty" Lily called out as cheerful as she could.

"OOHHH" Zebor groaned as he continued to jab his penis in the air.
"Okay, sweety", Lily huffed, "Quickly, I had another orgasm coming. Fuck me some more, but then, we surely gotta stop!"

Lily bowed over the cabinet and let Zebor plunge deep in once again. He groaned loudly in relief and began furious humping. Within only several seconds, Lily uttered wails of pleasure, followed quickly by Zebor's fifth orgasm.

As Zebor calmed, Lily pushed at him, pulled away and stood up. She uttered "Agh!" in the great discomfort of evacuating his huge genital. She remarked, "Usually, by this time, a man's cock has slowly become soft and small, allowing my vagina to adjust, but Ooo! This pulling out of such a big stick just isn't any fun. Oohhh. I wanna keep fucking, but..."
"I know, I know" huffed Zebor finally. Thanks to having just orgasmed and ejaculated, Zebor's genital did not ache so ferociously as before. It even at last, appeared just a bit smaller, though still fully hard.

There was a considerable mess on the floor, of her secretions and his ejaculate. Having dumped in Lily multiple times, he had literally "over-filled" her to spilling over. Zebor offered in a shaking voice, "I'll clean this, you get yourself ready."
"Oh!" Lily expressed delightfully, "Thanks sweety!"

Lily began a lot of wiping of mess from her crotch and all up and down her inner legs. Large amounts of tissue were dumped into the trash receptacle. Then the knock came again.

Zebor still had a pounding erection, his hair was disheveled though he tried combing it with his fingers, Lily hastily ran a brush a few times over her disheveled hair as she whispered, "Uh, what are we gonna do? This does not look professional..."

Zebor looked around, first at the vent overhead then out the window. The vent was too small, but Zebor offered, whispering, "See that tree limb next to the window? I can jump to it. Just open the window for me!"
"That's dangerous!" Lily whispered, expressing concern.
"Nah, I do stuff like that all the time. I like climbing cliffs and trees, and one time, I had a mistress that worked as an engineer in some electronic company, and they were very secretive. She wanted me to come every noon and fuck. The only way I could get in her office, because of the guards at the door, was to climb a tree to her third-story office, and sort of swing and jump in from a limb just over her window. To jump out, I grabbed another limb just below her window. There's one just like it right there..." he pointed to, indeed, a close, major limb of a large tree outside."
"But..." Lily uttered, then came the knock sound again. A light male voice politely asked, "Are you finished with the cleaning?"
"Just a minute, sweety!" Lily called back, her voice beginning to recover finally, and sounding like her usual cheerful yet dulcet-toned self.
"Okay" answered the voice politely.

"Hurry, Lily, open the window... oh, here..." Zebor found the location of the latch himself. He opened both windows. With an obviously worried Lily watching, he climbed upon the cabinet, perched on the window's ledge, and indeed, made a nimble, squirrel-like, deft leap to the limb. The limb swayed down with his weight while he moved, hand over hand, up to a thicker part of the limb. He then did a pull-push-up (pulls up, like a chin-up, to the limb, but with the hands positioned palms outward so the thumbs face each other, then follows through into a push up; you try it, it takes a great deal of strength). He then was able to get onto the limb and crawl on it, hands and knees fashion, into the main parts of the tree. From there, indeed, he deftly and skillfully made his way safely to the ground. He then scurried away.

Now... that was kind of interesting to see... The Shasheerians are really fit, especially the Taqh people. I keep saying that the women are as strong or stronger as the men, but there are centers of strength that are a little different. Men tend to be slightly to somewhat stronger, pound for pound, in the arms than women. That would enable him to do something like that (the pull-push-up. Really, try that, that is some kind of hard to do. I can't, and I'm pretty fit). Lily's arms may be stronger that Zebor's, but she is far heavier than Zebor, mostly because of her huge, powerful legs. Women are way stronger than men, pound-for-pound and just plain, in the legs. Women make the best workers for things like pedaling freight-carrying velomobiles. Also, in Shasheerian sports, women's velomobile races are separate from men's velomobile races. Women velomobile racers hit speeds of over 90 miles per hour, while men velomobile racers hit around 75 to 80 miles per hour (in our way of measuring, of course). Not all Taqh men could have done what Zebor just did. It appears that Zebor may be a kind of outdoorsy, adventuresome type of some sort, and is fit. He probably exercises as well, including weight work for his arms. The Taqh people are very physical, and take pride in being strong and able, and having nice muscles, both the men and the women. That makes them almost the diametric opposite of Betaqh men and some Betaqh women, speaking of which... I believe... judging from the light quality of the male voice heard behind Lily's door... that might be a Betaqh fellow...

Just to satisfy my curiosity... I want to see... Let us hover, as a point of consciousness, in Lily's clinic for just a bit. I just want to see what happens, and what that Betaqh fellow wants...

Lily combed her dark reddish-brown hair to its usual shiny luster. She "strung" her split micro-skirt back on, positioned it just right, then did a last look around the clinic to make sure everything was neat. She opened the door, and, sure enough, there waited a Betaqh man.

He greeted Lily as Lily smiled and softly greeted him.

One thing about Betaqh men; and women, they have this beautiful cocoa-brown skin, which is usually smooth. Their hair is absolutely midnight-black, smooth and with a sheen.

This Betaqh fellow had supple, firm legs and nicely sculpted butt, accentuated by a white bikini he was wearing with mesh back. He wore a little white tank top that did not quite cover his naval. He had a pancake-flat tummy with some abs visible, and slender waist. His chest was firm, and showed some muscle. His arms were slender, and had some muscle showing, particularly, tight little triceps that poked out pretty good. He was no ape, that's for sure, and far less of a muscle-bearing specimen than Zebor. I doubt seriously if he could do that pull-push-up thing. He looked like he would have been good for fifteen chin-ups though, and maybe a good fifty on-floor type push-ups. But... remember what I pointed out before? Sure enough...

He sat in the client's chair while Lily shelved Zebor's papers and took out this client's papers. She got comfortable at her wood desk and asked sweetly with a pretty smile, "So, what is up today?"
"Well, I have a job where I have to pick up a lot of stuff, pull or push carts and so on. It's what I have to do for a while before they start training me earnest for the electronic tech position I went there for. I'm basically a stock person. Anyway, at first, my arms and stuff got sore. Later, the soreness went away, but now, I got all these muscles growing. My mistress is slender herself, and wants me to stay the way I was. And I liked it better too. Is there anyway to stop this?"

Doctor Lily smiled, then remarked, "Aw, I think your muscles are cute! Don't you wanna be strong?"
"I was strong enough before. And I can pedal fast. I live twenty miles from here. On the main highway, I maintained 35 to 40 miles per hour for a whole fifteen minutes, in one segment."

Hmm, that is pretty good, even better than Zebor, that is, if this guy is telling the truth... and something tells me he is, given, physical prowess does not seem to be what he is intensely interested in. Zebor may have been slowed, however, by his nagging libido and stopping every time he saw a woman walking along.

Doctor Lily smiled sweetly and advised, "You sort of indicated, that this job is temporary, that soon they will train you for electronics. Does that mean then, you will not be carrying, pulling and pushing stuff?"
"Yeah"
"Okay then. Well, after you are back at a desk; I am assuming you will be at a desk, or a bench, right?"
"Yeah"
"Okay, then, without all that carrying, pushing and pulling, your muscles will just automatically, of themselves, go down and flat again. They have come out as a response to your physical work."
"But, I don't know how long I'll have to keep doing this work. And these muscles just keep getting bigger. Isn't there something that will slow them down?"
"Well, I resist using substances for things like this, especially if it's temporary, but there is an herb... It was used by people, and still is, used by people who live in the deep wilderness and who hibernate in winter, to, well, help them hibernate. The herb forces muscles to scale back, as what happens when a creature, animal or human, is inactive due to winter, or winter hibernation. Scaled back muscles conserve energy and body stores, so a winter's hibernation can be done without interruption for finding food. Some northern wilderness people go into hibernation quite easily and automatically. Others find it difficult, they get up a lot to eat, and just can not sleep continuously. The herb of which I speak, sends a chemical message to muscles to 'scale back, this is winter hibernation time'. But the herb may make you sleepy a lot, and it will cause your legs to scale back too, which may slow you down in your car."
"Oh..."
"And", Lily added sweetly, "I wouldn't want to see that happen. You've got beautiful legs!"
"Oh! Thank you!" the Betaqh fellow replied, as he looked down at and felt over his own nicely sculpted legs with their firm, supple muscles.

The Betaqh fellow was also concerned about his skin, because the job had him going outside quite a bit to unload electric trucks or freight velomobiles of boxes of electronic components. Lily basically advised him to lift in a "lazy" manner, using leverage and momentum as much as possible to keep from flexing his arm muscles during the lifts. She advised letting his arms "pull limply" when pulling carts, or, push with his tummy to accelerate a cart if pushing it, and use his arms, locked straight, to maintain its speed. In other words, she "reverse coached" him; that is, coached him on how to "get out of shape". She advised an herbal based skin cream to block ultraviolet rays and keep his skin smooth while in the sun. She finally pointed out for him, a pharmaceutical-based cream that could be used if he really insists on keeping his arm and chest muscle development down. The cream, when applied to the arms directly over the... um... (man, this is weird), when applied to the skin directly over the "offending" muscles, those muscles will be caused to scale back, as if not being exercised. Lily told her smooth-arm-desiring patient, that the cream can be applied over the arms and the pectoral or chest area, and those muscles, only, will be reduced, while leaving the legs, essential for commuting and travel in this human-powered-vehicle land, unaffected.

Hmm, hmm, hmm. Yes indeed, we are definitely NOT in Kansas any more!

While that had been going on, Zebor quickly made his way from the tree over to the adjacent park. His genital was aching and demanding again, and already getting severe, once again. Zebor went to the park to find any woman that might be there, to beg sex with. He found an eager, heavily built, muscular lady with brown wavy hair who was completely naked, including bare-footed. She was kind of rough looking and may have been a construction worker. She was darkly tanned. She kept him busy for nearly an hour. Zebor's genital had been worn down at last, to where it was at least "rubbery".

He then remembered that woman in the office complex, on the stairs, who asked him to meet her in the lobby. The mere thought of it had his penis hard again. He returned to the office complex lobby to see if she would come. It was almost noon.

While waiting, Zebor found a magazine about high performance velomobiles and got absorb in that. His genital actually settled down some. Other office complex denizens, passing by, probably figured he was waiting for an appointment with somebody, which he sort of was, and left him be.

Indeed, about noon, or slightly before, actually, she came down the stairs looking for him. One look at her and his genital was ready. She was nice and big and well built. Her upper body had large muscles that were "smooth", that is, not really grisly-hard and super-prominent. Her legs and butt, however, were equipped with large, powerful, supple muscles, probably made that way by velomobile commuting. This is quite typical for a Shasheerian Taqh lady office worker. Her skin was light from being indoors a lot, and had long, wavy blond hair complimented by her blue eyes. Her split skirt was lavender and her quarter-length tank top was light blue.

Zebor and this office worker went to the park and sexed vigorously for forty minutes or more. At last, Zebor's penis had enough. After one more satisfying orgasm, and one of hers, his penis softened and he was able to pull it out of her without trouble. She was gratified too, smiled at him and kissed him, and returned to the office complex.

Exhausted, Zebor slept in the grass under a tree and next to a bush in a secluded spot for about fifteen minutes. He then woke up, stretched, strolled on to his velomobile and returned home.

That evening, Doctor Lily called him to confirm that she had set up the appointment with the energy-healer. He was to go to Doctor Lily's clinic by six in the evening on the morrow.

Zebor's blessed relief from that demanding libido did not last long. As he pedaled his velomobile through the various scenes, the town environments were the most bothersome... because of all those luscious looking, big muscular gals. Upon the second town he pedaled through, his genital was hard and throbbing again. Using great will, he ignored it. Upon leaving the town, he entered an area of considerable hills. On a particularly long uphill grind, the exertion-related libido once again attacked. As his well honed leg muscles flexed, effortlessly taking him at good speed up that hill, that familiar "feed-back-loop" occurred, where the more he exerted, the greater the libido built up, and naturally, he was then driven to not only keep up the exertion, but increase it, because it felt so good. And, pow; near the top of the hill he orgasmed with a messy ejaculation. Once again, he had to pull over, clean up his tummy and chest, and rest a bit.

That relieved him a bit. Later, after one more town and more country, he arrived to his own Central Capital suburb and on to his apartment. By that time, he had a pounding erection. As he exited his velomobile, some Taqh lady resident of the apartment saw him, and, yep, an explosion of sex occurred in her apartment. Thirty minutes of sex wore her out, and, because of all the previous activity including sex that day, it wore down Zebor as well. With relaxed penis, he finally returned to his own apartment and slept deeply, until his mistress arrived home and woke him.

Of course Zebor's "problem" returned, causing him and his mistress to sex for over an hour before bed. Zebor had to get up a couple times during the night to masturbate. Then there was the hour of furious sex before they both went to work.

Zebor put in half of day of the heavy lifting, pulling and pushing typical of his job. Once when lifting something heavy, his pounding, erected genital exploded, spurting semen all over the bottom of the item he was lifting, and onto his on tummy and the ground, including some on his feet. He was outside at the time, so it was not necessary to clean it up. He had to wipe off himself and the item, however. A big, naked, muscular Taqh woman co-worker saw the whole thing and enjoyed the show.

Zebor's foreman agreed for him to leave at noon. Before leaving, Zebor sexed with two women for an hour. They literally took turns. One lunched... and watched, while the other sexed. When she had enough, she had lunch... and watched. The other one had finished her lunch and sexed with Zebor the rest of her lunch period. Finally, his penis was relaxed for a while.

The ladies returned to duty while Zebor found his velomobile and took off for Doctor Lily's clinic. He had plenty of time to get there before six in the evening.

Toward the end of the trip there, his genital was erected and pounding away again. As before, he used a credisk-operated shower facility to wash off perspiration, then strung on a blue g-string. He was then off to the adjacent park to find a woman and beg her for sex.

A big, light skinned lady with big, only slightly smoothed-over upper body muscles and, of course, the hard and huge leg and butt muscles, eagerly allowed him in.
She had really short, pinkish-blond hair and big, expressive blue eyes and sported ruby-red lipstick on her supple lips. Her nipples poked through her worn out, lavender colored sleeveless shirt.
She preferred pushing Zebor down to the cool green grass, on his back, and sexing on top. After thirty minutes of that and after one of her many screaming orgasms, she pulled away from his still hard penis while he was building to another orgasm, stood up, literally man-handled him to his feet, pulled him to a picnic table, bowed over the picnic table and presented her muscular butt and wet labias and, in that manner, let him in, to hump away to his content... which took longer perhaps, than she expected.
At one point, she asked, "Ain't ya had enough?"
"Ohh! No! I gotta fuck some more! Please!"

She let him have at it a while longer. After taking a while for another one of her orgasms, she ordered him out, and stood up, pulling away from his erected genital.
"Agh! Ooo!" she uttered, "Oohhh! That don't feel right! Okay, fuck me some more..."
She returned to her position over the picnic table and let him hump away.

This gang of naughty Betaqh shown here are similar to the ones that made themselves at home watching Zebor and the blond, but not those vary ones... As usual, because of the making-a-living monster, I had to "harvest" around to find something close; it is just to give you an idea. Keep in mind as well, the skin color of typical Betaqh is often darker than portrayed in my art.

At that time, an audience of wide-eyed, dainty Betaqh ladies, five of them, came to that picnic table, sat, made themselves comfortable and watched. All five were topless, and had trim upper bodies and arms with almost no visible muscle. Their legs and butts were shapely and well equipped with supple, hard muscle for energizing velomobiles. Three of them had brightly colored g-strings, yellow, red and green, while the other two wore extremely short split-micro-skirts. Actually, the skirts were more like little square pendants strung on a string that lay around their hips. They did not cover anything, actually, they were mere decoration. They were for all intents and purposes, nude. All five had bright-red lipstick, and bright-red paint on their finger-nails and toe-nails. They were bare-footed. And of course, they had that Betaqh-characteristic cocoa-brown skin. The five of them giggled and commented this and that about the size of Zebor's penis and the big blond's cunt.

The big lady, apparently getting tired, huffed at them breathlessly, "Get outa here" but they only giggled and stayed. They watched, some of them with hands on their crotches, as Zebor continued furious humping into the blond woman's butt.

The little ladies watched, wide-eyed, as the big blond tried again to pull away. Physically pulling away for her is no trouble. She is easily stronger than Zebor. But, apparently, similar to Doctor Lily, pulling out a still erected penis is extremely uncomfortable. Apparently, her (and Doctor Lily's) cunt demanded a reinsertion. So she let Zebor in yet again. After two more of Zebor's orgasms and one more of hers, all with that audience in attendance, at last Zebor rested from his almost non-stop humping. His penis grew soft finally. The short-haired blond stood up, allowing his penis out with, apparently, no complaints from her cunt.

The big-eyed blond turned to a now weary Zebor, giggled a bit and commented, "Wow! Man! Somebody needs to attach a generator to that butt of yours! I ain't never seen a man last that long before! I won't need to fuck again for a day! Ooo! Thanks! That all felt good! Mmmm!"
She then leaned toward him and gave him a dainty peck of a kiss on his lips. She then bid him a cheerful "bye", and turned to go.
As she cleared the picnic table, she paused and turned towards those five sets of big, brown eyes and said, "Why don't ya give me a couple a bucks for the show, pervs!" She smiled a wry grin and then turned to go.
"Here, bitch!" came a sweet but strong voice. One of the Betaqh ladies actually tossed a rolled up five-dollar bill to the blond woman's bare feet. The blond stopped and turned, and saw the money. She looked at them. The one who threw the bill pursed her crimson red lips and air-kissed the blond. The blond smiled a wry smile, and slowly bent down to retrieve the money. Waving her big, muscle-laced hips around, the blond muttered, "thanks", then turned and left.

Zebor watched all this, while he slowly backed off, step by step. When the blond finally left, he turned and left too. The five giggling Betaqhs then went their way.

Again, not in Kansas anymore. This kind of thing goes on a lot around here!

Zebor found a secluded spot in the park amongst some bushes and on the soft, green grass. He slept soundly.

He woke up with a painfully engorged genital in the twilight of late afternoon merging into evening, and felt a tad chilly.
"Oh! The time!" Zebor exclaimed to himself. He scrambled to his feet, with his own penis poking him in the stomach as he did so. It throbbed and ached, and he craved for shoving it in some woman's warm cunt, but he had to go.

Zebor wound his way out of a darkened, nearly abandoned park. He rushed across the lawn of the office complex and went in. The lobby was dark, lit only by the outside evening light. A clock on the wall indicated five-fifty, in the way we divide time. "Whew" Zebor uttered, glad that he was not late. He hoped to sex with Lily as he knocked on her clinic door.

"Come in, sugar!" called that dulcet, yet cheerful voice of Doctor Lily. With his erection pounding away painfully, he entered a darkened clinic.
"Wow!" muttered Doctor Lily, glancing down at his huge genital then up to his face again. She was seated at her personal (the wood one) desk. She was dressed in the same green split-skirt, green sleeveless blouse and green shoes outfit of the day before.

Zebor also heard a sweet voiced "Ooo!" from across the room. There, standing in front of the windows and next to an examination bed, which had a wheeled table with some instrumentation on top beside the bed, was a striking, rather tallish, Betaqh lady.

This Betaqh gal was one of the bigger ones. She was almost as tall as Zebor. Unusual for Betaqh, she was completely nude except for a set of red beads around her waist. A pendant hung from a necklace. She was bare-footed. Her legs and butt were of course, well muscled, shapely and hard. She had a well built upper body, slender but fairly muscled. Her slender arms had plainly visible muscle, even in the low light. This lady had short, midnight black hair with bangs. Her overall body build was slender, supple, in fact, very limber, and, fairly well muscled. She had that beautiful dark cocoa brown skin, typical of Betaqh people.

However, Zebor noticed some clothing on a chair next to the right side cabinet. There seemed to be a long split dress of a deep violet color and a white blouse. Deep violet, shiny shoes, not high-heeled, were on the floor underneath the chair. Apparently, the Betaqh lady came dressed, but disrobed for some reason.

"I feel it from here" the Betaqh lady remarked, "He is literally in pain!"
"Really?" asked Doctor Lily.
"And I can also see from here, even before my formal examination, that yes, he has an almost complete blockage between his second and third", the Betaqh lady added.

"Well, sweety", Lily began, "Didn't you fuck before coming here?"
"My gosh, yes!" Zebor replied, almost with disgust in his voice towards himself and his misbehaving genital, "Gosh, I fucked an hour with my Mistress, fucked an hour or more with two different ladies during lunch break before I came, and that's even after the dam thing ejaculated by itself just because I was lifting something; which is part of my job. Then, it self ejaculated while I was grinding up a hill on the way here. I also stopped on the way here to fuck with a woman who was strolling along the road, then I fucked for over an hour with a lady in the park over there. I thought the dam thing had enough, but after a nap, here it is again. OOHHH! I wanna fuck bad, Lily! May I..."
"My my" remarked the Betaqh lady."

Doctor Lily laughed softly and replied, "I want you in me too, sweety, but, I think we can release you from the grips of this ogre!"
"I hope so!" Zebor huffed, effected by the severe ache from his rocky hard genital. The presence of a gorgeous naked woman and another gorgeous near-naked woman was NOT helping.

Doctor Lily then formally introduced the Betaqh lady thus, "This is, well, she generally first introduces herself or has others first introduce her as Guanyin Goong Meiling (觀音工美靈), then says that you may call her Meiling..."
Lily turned to Meiling the Betaqh lady and asked, "Now, isn't that some sort of ancient Betaqh language that means 'Goddess Of Mercy's Working-Beautiful-Spirit', or, something like that?"
"Yes" Meiling giggled, "Long, isn't it? It was kinda bestowed on me by my Teacher, some twenty years ago. Anyway, I just have folks call me Meiling; like, they don't have all day!"

Doctor Lily laughed, then turned back to Zebor and added, "She is a well trained and experienced energy healer, or spirit healer..." Lily asked Meiling, "or should I say, energy healer and spirit healer?"
"Oh, perhaps 'and/or' would be appropriate", Meiling replied, "They're kinda interrelated. For example, with Zebor here, your patient, from what you described and what I sense myself now, his chakra problem is energy-related. But, it may be secondary to some problem involving the level of evolution of his soul, and possible past-life karma."

Meiling at work on a typical patient... As usual, I had to dredge the site for an existing picture that comes close to what I want, because I don't have time to paint a "custom" one due to that making-a-living time-rat-hole. But this comes pretty darn close. This depicts Guanyin Goong Meiling (觀音工美靈)treating a male Betaqh patient. This also illustrates quite well, the effeminant look of a typical Betaqh man. With midnight-black hair, beautiful brown skin, slender supple body decorated with white bikini and a quarter length tank-top, he's almost, by gosh, sexy. I can see this flying like a lead balloon in American or Canadian culture! Sheesh! But it illustrates, also, how Shasheerian men are not "prohibited" from cultivating their looks, as men seem to be in American or Canadian cultures. I think his freedom is a vast improvement.

"Alright then", Doctor Lily began, "Shall we... begin? Like, what do we do now, Meiling? You're the boss!"
"Okay" Meiling replied sweetly, "Let me just explain some things to Zebor here..." Meiling motioned for him to approach her and the examination bed.
All Zebor could think of is how great it would feel to bathe his aching genital in either one of these lady's cunts. He was a little curious about the gorgeous Betaqh lady in front of him now. She had a well formed vagina, and pretty big labias. Usually there is no way he could fit his erected genital into the smaller Betaqh woman, but this Meiling was pretty tall.

Meiling must have noticed Zebor doing a lot of glancing down at her "sexual machinery", and, obviously psychic, probably sensed it.
Meiling explained, "First, let me apologize for being nude. It is essential for my procedure that my organ for sensing your energy be unblocked. This organ exists partially in a higher vibrational plane and is associated with the energy body. It parallels the skin. Everyone has it, but in most folks, it is shut off. Anyway, clothing holds energy or changes it around, so that I can not pick up as well. Also, being nude allows me to receive energy. We are fortunate to have this window that faces the setting moon. It is first quarter tonight and is beginning to set now, so soon its light will be coming in this room strong..."
Indeed, shining through the window with it's pale, mystical light, was the setting quarter moon, now fairly high and shining on the cabinet under the window and some on the floor in front of it. It's light and the light from a burning green knob-candle that Lily set up, were the only sources of light for the clinic. It created a dramatic effect, because from one side, the candle lit faces and bodies with a warm amberish light, characteristic of a candle, with the other sides of the faces and bodies lit with the pale, white moon light.

Meiling continued, "As I work on you, the moon will be shining on my back. It is not necessary, but it sure helps. Anyway, with my clothing off, I receive the moon's energy, unimpeded."
"Okay" Zebor replied in a gravelly, shaky voice which made him utter "ehem" to clear his throat.

Zebor turned to Lily and asked about the equipment on the cart, "Is this the same instrument you used on me yesterday?"
"Yes, sweety" Lily answered in dulcet tones as she strolled over to the window area to join them, "I moved them out here because Meiling wanted to be in the moon's light. I will be monitoring, mostly for record keeping and educational purposes, what she does. I will mostly be observing and, maybe, assisting. She will be doing the actual procedures."
"Will any of it hurt?" Zebor asked, that oft-asked question of patients to their Doctors.
"Not at all" came an almost unison answer from both Lily and Meiling.
"However" Meiling added by herself, "There might be some weird feelings. But I'll be here with you, you'll be safe, and I'll try to tell you whenever something funny feeling might be coming up."

Zebor glanced to the warm-spirited Lily. Lily assured, "I consult with and send patients to Meiling very often. She is very good. And, I'll be here, right beside you too, the whole time. Don't worry, sweety..." She then laid a light kiss on Zebor's lips.
"Oh!" added Meiling, "Let me add my two-cents worth..." and she too stepped up, stood on tip-toes and gave Zebor a light, sweet kiss.
"Ooo!" Zebor breathed.

"Okay now, sweety" Lily began, "Just climb up onto the examination bed, like yesterday."

Zebor pushed himself up, swung onto the bed, getting poked in the tummy by his own genital again, and laid down. As he laid, his painfully engorged penis surged up and down and dribbled pre-sex juice. He was both nervous and wracked with a ferocious ache to plunge his genital deep in some soothing cunt. But... that's why he is here, he kept reminding himself.

"Should we buckle him with the straps?" Meiling asked, "In case he slips into an altered state and rolls around..."
"Nah, honey" Lily assured, "I'm strong enough, I'll hold him if he rolls around. Say, do you want to lower the bed?"
"Could you please?"
"Sure, honey" Lily answered, and then operated a crank to lower the examination bed.
"Okay?" Lily asked upon lowering some.
"That will do, thanks" Meiling answered.

Doctor Lily started up her instrumentation. She brought out that tennis-racket looking sensor again, and that flat, iridescent circular piece of glass. Lily commented to Meiling, grinning, "Wow, look at that..." referring to Zebor's stony penis, "You think you could get all that in you?"
"Lily" Meiling began, shaking her head and giggling, "What am I going to do with you? No, I do NOT think I could get all that in me."
Giggling, Lily replied, "Oh, I was just curious. It sure felt good in me yesterday!"

The fact that Lily apparently told Meiling about sexing with Zebor did not phase him at all. There is not the prohibitive, hush-hush attitude towards sex and sex-related details in Shasheerian society as it is with us. And as well, Shasheerians can be quite frank about it.
Meiling advised sweetly, "Looks like you need another chakra treatment. It's been a while."
"Aw, okay" Lily agreed sheepishly.

Zebor listened with interest, but did not interject anything. He was too immersed in fighting with his aching genital and wondering what was about to transpire.

Meiling checked to see if she was as centered in the moon light, coming through the window, as much as possible. She requested, "Can we, like, roll the bed this way?"
"Oh sure!" Lily gladly responded, by rolling the examination bed towards Meiling, and positioning it as per her wish. After Meiling approved of the position, Lily turned and pulled the cart with the instrument so it would be next to the examination bed again, so the sensor could reach.

"Alright now, Zebor", Meiling instructed, "I need you to close your eyes and lie still. Just relax. Stare at the moon, maybe, since it's shining in your face, and, slowly close your eyes..."

Indeed, in the new position, the moon was shining in Zebor's face. He did as suggested; he sort of stared at it, then closed his eyes. Indeed, it did have a calming effect.

"Okay now, let's see..." Meiling muttered.

Meiling rubbed her hands, closed her eyes and took some deep breaths. She did some slow, and it might be added, sexy, stretches. She ended with another few deep breaths and another rubbing of her hands. Meiling then began moving her hands over Zebor's body, starting with his feet. Strangely, to Lily perhaps, as she watched with curiosity, Meiling seemed to be moving her hands in an unseen column of... something... between the floor, up to the foot-end of the bed and to Zebor's feet. Meiling then moved her hands slowly over Zebor's body. Her eyes were closed the whole time, yet, she did not seem to have to grope or feel around. It was as if she was seeing just fine. Maybe... she was...

Meiling held her hands over Zebor's crotch. She uttered, "Good heavens!" Lily began following along with her sensor hoop and glass, but she was careful to not get in the way of Meiling.

Meiling moved her hands slowly up to just under his naval. She muttered, "Uh-huh".
She moved her hands to just over his naval. She uttered "Golly! That's the worst blockage I've seen in a long time, if ever!" She kept her eyes close the whole time.
Then strangely, Meiling, well, sort of "looked" up, but with eyes closed. That is her head made the motion of someone looking up and across the clinic a bit. Suddenly Meiling commanded, "BE GONE! LEAVE HERE at ONCE!"
"What was that!?" Lily asked, startled.
"There's an energy-sucking entity in here, probably with Zebor."
"You're scaring me, girl!" Lily asserted.
"Me too" Zebor added.
"Shh" Meiling gently chided Zebor, "be still, close your eyes. You're safe. It's just a person without a physical body. She's hanging around the physical plane looking for sex energy. She needs to go into the light..."

"Why doesn't... she have a physical body?" Zebor asked, still disobeying the lie-still-order.
"It expired. Just grew old and finally expired. But she was so addicted to sex, she stayed and still stays on the physical plane looking for people whose energy fields she can merge into and enjoy when they have sex."
Doctor Lily added, giggling, "Spirit healers use a strange lingo. What she means is, she died, and her ghost is in this room."
"That's creepy!" Zebor remarked, lifting his head up.
"Lily" Meiling gently chided, "That's just the reason I employ the terminology I use. It is more accurate, and not connected with scary stereotypes."
Meiling turned to Zebor, "Now fella, lay your head down, take a deep breath or two, stare at the moon and slowly close your eyes. Relax and be still."

Meiling's calm, pretty voice and the effect of the moon in his face did the trick. He felt safe with Meiling's spirit-commanding presence and Lily's down-to-earth, warm manner. One protective lady on one side, another protective, though slightly unnerved one on the other side provided a secure feeling for Zebor. But indeed, hearing that there is an unseen, to her and Zebor, entity with them, obviously made Lily a bit nervous.

"When I am done, your chakras and energy will be balanced in such a way, that the entity can no longer merge with yours", Meiling explained. "She will have no choice but to give up and leave. She's probably part, or perhaps, an exacerbating part of the problem we have here."

Meiling resumed her movement of her hands over Zebor's body. She held them over his heart area, then over his neck, then forehead, crown of the head, and an additional spot an entire foot removed from the top of his head.

"What's up there?" Lily queried.
"Another chakra. It is connected with the energy body. It probably processes high-level vibrational energy for the crown chakra, which then in turn, moves divine energy into the body. If these chakras are doing what they're supposed to, one will become psychic, be able to see a different world through closed eyelids, go out of body and... all sorts of cool and useful stuff. One would be in a position to much more easily control one's physical body, which is, after all, essentially an animal. But there's no activity at all there. He is near totally blocked between chakra two and three. I am rather surprised he has not developed other social or spiritual dysfunctions. He may have been close. This is a fairly severe case."
"Wow" breathed Lily, "That way, huh?" Then Lily added a little more assertively, "Gee, I wish I could just see chakras with... my hands, or like, what are you doin', seeing through your eyelids or something? I have to buy and use this ten-thousand-dollar gadget!"
"Well, big girl", Meiling chided sweetly, "You just have to keep up the meditation and other activities and exercises I suggested. But you don't, and you just eventually get back into the rut of having to feed that vagina of yours. Like spending a whole half-an-hour sexing with your own patient here, yesterday."
"Yeah" Lily admitted, embarrassed, "I even held up another patient, who got here on time even, a rarity. By the way, Zebor got here on time too."
"Probably his Higher-Self guiding him, diverting him away from the troubles that, I feel, he was near encountering because of this."

As Meiling continued lecturing Lily, she stepped over to her purse that was on a chair, brought it over and drew out some interesting items. She lectured, "I can feel it from you; you're just absolutely craving to let this in you." Meiling referred to Zebor's steely, huge penis that throbbed up and down and dribbled pre-sex secretions right in front of them.
"Ooo, Yeah!" Lily admitted, "You got me pegged. I'm near nuts, here! Man, that's cool, that you can pick up what one is feeling like that!"
"You could too, a little bit at least, if you would follow my advice. I can treat you again, right here, tonight if you wish, then this time, do the things I recommend."
"Yes ma'am" Lily replied, dulcet and sheepishly.
"You too could develop at least some ability to feel conditions with your hands, which, to answer your question, yes, I pick up with my palm chakras, with my sensing organ in general, and I can see through my closed eyelids. Due to my training and practice, I just close my eyes and, in a minute or two, my third eye, which is associated with an open and functioning sixth chakra, opens completely up. The tricky part is tuning it to a specific vibrational frequency. If it's tuned too high, you see a completely different world. I have to keep it to a level just above the physical, or maybe, sometimes, to somewhat higher levels, depending on what you're looking for."
"Wow!" Lily breathed, fascinated.

And by the way, during all that lecture, Meiling kept her eyes closed, apparently to keep her third-eye activated. With no groping or feeling around, she stepped a few paces to a chair, picked up her purse, brought it back to the cabinet behind her, just under the window, looked through it, and brought out some crystals. She did all these actions as completely well, or better, than someone with eyes open and in good light.
The crystals she brought out were near the bottom of her purse. You probably have seen women rummage for small items in their purse, looking, looking, for quite a few seconds. But Meiling went straight to them, as if she was using x-ray vision and saw the crystals clearly, sitting at the bottom of her purse.

You see? I told you readers this would be a strange story. I mean, here's all this rampant indulgence in sex going on, yet, parallel to all that, is all this highly advanced, metaphysical and spiritual activity being employed. And, you can also see the problem here; the rampant indulgence in sex is a problem; it is admittedly tantalizing to make an account about, but, it is a problem that reduces general over-all efficiency. You've seen it; on Zebor's job, and even, Doctor Lily; like, not answering the door even when her patient arrives on time, because she's in there getting drilled up her cunt by her other patient. I can see that going on in United States or Canadian cultures.
It is interesting to note that it seems to be the Taqh that have the greatest problem with this. The Betaqh seem to have it more under control. A little snippet of possible information came through to me once, that the Betaqh, in Shasheer's distant history, is a recent race to develop. Fossil records of them just appear suddenly, in strata indicating something like 200,000 years ago. Taqh, on other hand, slowly evolved from lower forms over millions of years. It may be a feeling among the Betaqh, that they began incarnating on this planet to help the Taqh evolve spiritually. Well, maybe, maybe. Well, enough diversion and comment; let us see what Meiling does for Zebor's problem; looks like she going to do something with crystals...

"Okay" Meiling sweetly uttered, almost musically, "I'll get going here, and see what I can do..."
Meiling ever so gently advised Zebor "Okay now, sugar, you might start feeling some weird stuff, maybe. Don't worry, and lie still."

Zebor lay quietly as Meiling held two pale-pink crystals, one in each hand in a dainty manner between her thumb and one finger. She moved them slowly up and down just over Zebor's body. After a few times of this action, Meiling then placed one crystal right at Zebor's crotch. In fact she used the slender, flexible strap of his g-string to hold the crystal right at his perineum, or perhaps, coccyx. Then she tried to place another crystal about an inch-and-a-half below his naval, but...
The tip of Zebor's pulsating, stoney dribbling penis was in the way! "Hmm" Meiling muttered. And of course, when she daintily held his penis between her thumb and finger, Zebor groaned.

"Uh, you really need to put that there?" Doctor Lily questioned.
"Yes", Meiling daintily replied, "I need the crystal to absorb and record his profuse second chakra energy."
"Oh gosh, I gotta fuck so bad!" Zebor moaned.

"Just a minute", Lily advised.
Lily placed her instrumentation down and stepped over to a cabinet. From the top of it, she drew out a small, cylindrical surgical sponge. She came back, and very carefully, using thumb and two fingers, daintily lifted his ridged penis up a bit, and placed the sponge underneath it, to act as a bolster. Zebor groaned and moaned, and even began to hump a bit. Pre-sex secretions fairly poured from the stretched-open orifice of his penis.

"Shh" Meiling gently advised Zebor, "be still, sugar".

The entire area underneath Zebor's penis tip was wet with secretions, and more were dripping out. "I'll wipe that up" offered Lily.
"No, don't bother" advised Meiling, "It'll only stimulate him. I'll just slip this crystal... carefully, under the tip... there! Like so!"

Meiling successfully placed the pale-pink crystal just under Zebor's penis tip. It sat in a mess of secretions of course.
"It's gonna get that stuff all over it", Lily commented.
"It's okay" Meiling assured, "Anyway, it contains the energy and information. It'll actually help. I'll physically clean it later. And I'll energetically purify my crystals as I always do, after treating someone, as a matter of routine." Meiling softly added, "Now, let them sit there, absorbing and recording, for several seconds..."

As they waited, Meiling quietly tip-toed around the examination bed, still keeping her eyes closed and yet, having no problem in seeing where she was going, and came up to Lily. Standing on tip-toes, Meiling whispered into Lily's ear, "Come over here with me a minute".

Lily put down her instruments, and followed Meiling. Meiling's little hand pulled at Lily's huge hand, and led her to the door. Meiling turned the door handle quietly and led Lily out to the hall, and quietly closed the door behind her, all with a serene look on her face and with her eyes closed.

Meiling softly advised Lily, "Now, this next step isn't going to be pretty. He may convulse. You can hold him?"
"I'm pretty sure I can" assured Lily softly, as she held up her arms in a muscle pose, balling up huge biceps, "These; they have seen me through quite a bit".
"Okay, okay big girl! I see those; quite impressive!"
Meiling placed her dainty hands on Lily's huge, flexed biceps. On the vastness of Lily's biceps and muscle-bound arm in general, Meiling's hands looked absolutely tiny. Meiling pushed down on those huge bundles of muscle to communicate to Lily, put them down, I get the point.

"I'm almost sure he's going to ejaculate. So be ready." Meiling further advised.
"Wow! Really?" Lily remarked.

"Okay, it has been long enough. Let's do it!" Meiling asserted gently.

"Wait" Lily hesitated, "Is that... that entity, what you said, that woman without a body, is that still here?"
"She's down the hall, that way" Meiling pointed down the dark hall.
Lily remarked that she could not see a thing.
"You stay out!" Meiling called out a little loud, but not too loud such that Zebor might hear it. "Ask for and then go into the light, you! You'll be much happier. End this constant craving. You'll never be happy here!"
"That's creepy!" Lily remarked.
"Nah, they're harmless", assured Meiling, "For the most part that is, although they can merge into your energy. They're pests mostly, that's all"

Meiling's calm, commanding manner apparently reassured Lily. But it was odd, how, the whole time in the hall, Meiling kept her eyes closed.

"Okay" Meiling quietly uttered, "Let's go."

Meiling quietly, daintily opened the door, let Lily through, and closed it behind her.
Lily resumed her position in front of the instrument, but did not pick up the sensors. She got ready for possibly having to hold Zebor down. Meiling resumed her position on the other side of the examination bed, with her back to the window, bathing her in moon-light.

Daintily, carefully, Meiling withdrew the crystal from under the g-string strap at Zebor's perineum. He began moaning. Meiling, with eyes closed, nodded her head at Lily to indicate to get ready. Meiling then deftly grasped the other crystal, the one under his throbbing penis tip, between her thumb and finger, being careful not to touch his engorged penis.

Meiling licked her lips a bit and held her lower lip with her teeth, as if in expectation of something coming up...

Quite suddenly, she moved the crystal from Zebor's crotch, quickly over his body, crossing over her other arm, and pushed the crystal down on Zebor's chest, over his heart. At the same time, she shifted the position of the other crystal from below Zebor's naval to a inch or so above it, and held.
She had to hold firm because, as soon as she did this movement, indeed, Zebor violently convulsed. It took Lily's strong arms flexing their muscles maximally to hold Zebor down while he arched his back and ejaculated profusely. He groaned and yelled in ecstasy of orgasm. Gobs and gobs of semen jetted out, getting all over both Meiling's hands and Lily's hands. Some semen jetted all the way to Zebor's chin, and even splashed over onto his face. Some drops of it splashed over his head completely and to the floor.

With Lily holding him tight, Zebor arched his back and humped, yelping loudly, spurting out semen for several seconds. It began to calm down, only to start up again.
"Good heavens to Betsy!" Lily exclaimed.
"Just hold him" Meiling calmly said, but a little loudly so she could be heard above Zebor's screams.
Lily's muscles really came through here. No way could the dainty, slender Meiling have handled this herself.

Zebor began to calm only to start up again for a third time. The semen was not spurting as far, but that meant more was landing on Meiling's hands. Her hands were covered with the stuff. Zebor's yells of ecstasy were not as loud. Finally, he began to calm and quiet down.
"I'm so sorry!" Zebor uttered breathlessly.
"Shh, shh" Meiling gently advised, "It's okay. Just lie quietly, sugar. You feel better now?"
"Oh yes!" huffed Zebor, still out of breath, "It felt so good! I just couldn't hold it. What happened?"
"Never mind, sugar" Meiling gently advised. "Now, stare at the moon, slowly close your eyes and relax. Everything is fine. Your third chakra is shining such a pretty shade of bright yellow! And your fourth chakra is coming up too, a beautiful pure green! You'll be okay, sugar. This thing won't bother you now."

The dulcet tones of Meiling's almost musical voice calmed Zebor, and, having sort of like, been relieved, he finally did calm way down, and began even, to fade in and out of sleep.
Zebor's penis softened and withdrew, finally relaxing completely. But both lady's hands were dripping with smelly semen.

Poor Meiling had to put up with semen-covered hands because she still had more procedures to do with the crystals. Lily, seeing that Zebor was calm, moved over to the cabinet to grab a wad of tissues to wipe off her hands. Also, she did quite a bit of wiping off of her own crotch and inner thighs. She then brought a bunch of tissues over to gently dap drops of semen off Zebor's face, and wipe the greater amounts from, at least, the tops of Meiling's hands.
"Thanks" Meiling uttered softly, smiling.

After some seconds, Meiling removed her hands from the crystals and let them set, covered in gobs of semen, over Zebor's third (above naval) and fourth (over heart) chakra. Meiling stepped over to the cabinet, right straight to the tissues box, and wiped her hands off, all with her eyes still closed. Meiling then returned to her position next to Zebor.

Meiling commented to Lily, "I saw you wiping off your crotch area. How did his semen get down there?"
"It didn't" Lily shyly replied, "This whole thing is... making me... horny..."
"Tch, tch, tch!" Meiling uttered, shaking her head, "What am I going to do with you... Tch! Girl, you're next for this treatment, that's all I can say!"
"Yes ma'am, Meiling" Lily replied humbly.

After a few more seconds...
"Okay now, Lily" Meiling advised, "I'm going to shift positions again. Now his reaction will be nothing like the last time, but be ready just in case he may, slowly this time, roll around."
"Okay" Lily responded.

Again, as before, Lily took the crystal from his third chakra, the one over the naval, moved it over his body, crossing her own arm and placed it on his forehead, or over the sixth chakra. Then with her other arm, she moved the crystal from his fourth chakra to the fifth, on his throat. When she did so, Zebor moaned a bit, not a libido moan, but one of pleasure or relaxation. His head also turned a bit to one side. Meiling, holding the crystal on his forehead, gently moved his head back centered. Meiling then stepped a bit sideways to center herself between where she was holding the crystals. Lily braced herself but nothing happened. Lily quickly glanced at his penis, but it was laying quietly, relaxed.

Because the crystals would fall if not held on places like the neck and forehead, Meiling had to stand there the whole time while giving the crystals time to exchange energy and information. Lily kept her hands lightly on Zebor, in case he should merely roll around in his sleep.

Several quiet seconds, or a few minutes went by. "Okay, Lily, I'm going to shift position again, be ready, but I think nothing will happen."
"Okay"

Meiling leaned way over Zebor so as to move her one arm out of the way of her hand which moved the crystal from his throat or fifth chakra. She stepped sideways as she uncrossed her arms and held the crystal that had been over his fifth chakra to that mysterious spot over a foot over his head which she said earlier, is an eighth chakra. She then moved the crystal being held on his forehead or sixth chakra, to the top of his head, or seventh chakra and held it there. For several seconds or a few minutes, she held that position.

Zebor merely slept, or at least laid quietly. Lily stood by, but her muscles were not needed any more to hold him down. He did twitch some and move around each time the crystals were moved, but that was it.

"Okay" Meiling quietly uttered, "This is the last step, Lily, so just be prepared. But I don't think anything will happen now."
"Okay"

Meiling's next move was a little odd. Lily watched with apparent great curiosity.
Meiling moved both crystals at the same time. She moved the crystal she had been holding within the unseen eighth chakra out some. She moved the crystal that had been at the top of Zebor's head carefully through the unseen eighth chakra spot. At the same time, Meiling moved the crystal that had been held within the unseen eighth chakra out and curved it upward. Then, she did likewise with the other crystal, following some kind of invisible path that the other one had taken. Then, Meiling slowly moved both crystals out and up, until she was holding both crystals as high as she could. Lily glanced down and must have noticed, Meiling was not only on her tip-toes, but up on her toes themselves, in the manner of a ballet dancer. Meiling slowly brought her hands, each one holding a crystal, together. Then she let both crystals fall against each other, as she completely covered them up with her hands. Her two hands clasped on each other tightly, she then gracefully pulled away from the unseen path or stream, came off her toes and slowly, gracefully moved to the side.

"Okay" Meiling sung softly, "It is done".
"Wow" Lily breathed.

Meiling stood in front of the window, facing it, and allowing the moon light to shine on her. She slowly opened her hands and let the crystals "bathe" in moon light for a few seconds.

"Okay, Lily", Meiling requested, "Let me wash these".
"Oh, sure!" Lily happily agreed.

Yes indeed, they needed washing. At this point, Meiling's eyes were open, so it could be assumed that she was "seeing physically" again.
Lily showed her the sink on one of the cabinets and the surgical liquid soap. Meiling washed her two crystals and her hands and forearms of the sticky, smelly semen.

"Nice to get that stuff off, huh?" Lily asked, giggling.
"Oh yes" Meiling agreed, using a pretty tone of voice.
"Oh man! If only it could have been, that he convulsed that way into me! Ooo! That would've hit the spot! Mmmm!" Lily's hands went down to her crotch and rubbed.

Meiling turned to Doctor Lily, who towered over Meiling, and gently chided, "Lily! I tell you what! You're next! Get ready!"

As Meiling toweled off her hands and crystals, Lily grabbed tissues to wipe down her crotch and inner thighs again. Lily then washed her own hands and forearms of semen.
Lily asked Meiling, "Really? You want to treat me? Tonight?"
"You need it, big girl!" Meiling asserted, "Before tomorrow's patients start coming in."
"Yeah... yes..." Lily agreed humbly, "I guess you're right."

"Uh, let me look at something..." Lily suggested, as she stepped over to her instrumentation.

Lily took up the tennis-racket shaped sensor and round piece of glass. She did a quick look at Zebor's chakras. We will look over her shoulder again, as a point of consciousness, as before, to see what she sees...
Chakra one was deep crimson red and two was a pure, almost eye-straining orange. They appeared to be whirling. But they were not overly bright, big, splattering and sparking as they were yesterday. Chakra three, over his naval, was a very cheerful shade of yellow, spinning, and, well, proper... not spilling over or sparking.
"WOW!" Lily exclaimed, "What a difference!"
"Uh-huh" Meiling sweetly agreed. Meiling had placed the two washed crystals on the cabinet under the window, to bathe in moon light, then stepped over to observe Lily.

Well, Lily scanned all the chakras. They were all proper, spinning, not overly big or bright or sparking. And the colors were absolutely pure. Fourth chakra was purest green, fifth was an absolutely pure, bright blue, sixth was deep-blue or indigo, and the seventh had an exceeding deep violet glow. When Lily held the sensor and glass out where that mysterious eighth chakra was, however, nothing seemed to be there.

"I don't see anything" remarked Lily.
"You sensor quite probably is emitting ultra-violet light", Meiling explained, "You will not be able to see it."

Meiling waved her hands around the area of the eight chakra and assured, "Yes, it's there, functioning properly".
"Wow! I wish I could do that!" remarked Lily as she placed her equipment down and began turning off the instrument.
"Well, let's begin the first steps in a series of procedures and exercises that will, eventually, enable you to, at least, see some chakra and energy problems with your own senses", Meiling suggested.

"Okay" began Lily, "So, if you're going to treat me... how are we going to do it? What of Zebor here? What's with him anyway... is he, like, unconscious?"
"No!" asserted Meiling, "He's merely sleeping deeply. He's exhausted."
"Oh. Yeah. That's right", Lily agreed, "He pedaled 18 miles to get here, probably stopped for sex, probably had sex in that park over there... as he told me about yesterday; he also reported horniness keeps waking him up at night... yeah, of course. Finally, he is free of that... that... monster. At last, he can sleep."
"Uh-huh" Meiling agreed.

"Well then... um..." Lily began, thinking as she spoke, "What are we going to do... It's a little unsafe for him to be up here..."
"Yes, he should be moved to a regular bed or cot, even the floor..." Meiling began in suggesting.
"Now, he's done here, isn't he?" Lily asked.
"Oh yes! He can go home now, he'll be okay. Now however, he may need to come back in a week for me to do a follow-up balancing on his chakras, and after that, come back in two weeks, then a month, you know, and there also exercises and meditation he should do to maintain his chakra-function... similar to those I told you to do but apparently, you didn't, and now, you're a sex-fiend once again!"
"Yes, yes, Meiling, you're right", agreed Lily. "Well then, for Zebor, I do have a cot over there, it's used by me during lunch to nap a bit. It's comfortable and cradle-like, that'll be safe. Now, however, when you treat me, can you handle me if I carry on like he did?"
"His chakra blockage was the worst I've ever seen. When I popped them open, literally all hell broke loose. I've treated you before. You just need readjustment, that's all. You might experience an orgasm when I open them in you, but it won't be like he went through."
"Wow!" Lily remarked, "I'll have an orgasm?"
"Yes, big girl!" Meiling replied with "good natured" impatience.

"Okay then", Lily began, "Let me take care of him..."

Lily stepped over to a corner of her clinic next to her own personal wood desk. It was in a sort of recess. She lowered a cot and readied a pillow. Lily then came over to the examination bed, and simply, began to take Zebor up in her arms.

"Gosh!" remarked Meiling, "You're going to carry him, just like that? Can you lift him?"
"Sure!" Lily replied, without even much strain in her voice as she worked him off the examination bed and into her arms, "He's kinda an arm-full, but no problem to me."
"Boy! Wow!" Meiling commented as she followed Lily, carrying Zebor in her arms, to the cot area, "One thing about you people, Taqh people that is, you all are bull-strong, that's for sure!"
"Yep" replied Lily with a kind of a strained huff as she lowered Zebor way down to the cot, which was mere inches off the floor. Lily laid Zebor comfortably onto the cot and made sure his head was on the pillow. He moaned a bit and mumbled something, but was soon snoring again in deep sleep. Lily concluded, "Yes, when it comes to strength, well, you know who to call on."

Once again, Lily raised her arms up in a classic "muscle-pose" balling up beefy biceps and spreading her legs while flexing her huge quadriceps of her thighs. In the candle-light and the moon-light from another angle, the effect was quite dramatic.

"My, my, my!" remarked Meiling, apparently succumbing to the fact that she was genuinely impressed, "I wonder what it's like, being so strong... I mean, like a human fork-lift! Wow!"
"It's fun!" Lily simply claimed, bringing her arms down out of the pose, "I go anywhere, do anything, all without worry. We Taqh ladies, it could be said, are really at the top of the human pecking-order, so to speak."
"Tch, tch, tch" Meiling uttered, shaking her head.

"Well" Meiling finally said, "You towering mountain of muscle, are you ready to add open chakras to that wonder-body of yours?"
"Sure, sweety!" Lily agreed, following Meiling back to the examination bed and the window, "Let's do it!"

Lily caught up to Meiling and said, as she reached an arm around Meiling from behind her, and drew her up next to Lily's bosom, "And speaking of pecking-order, let me give you a peck..." and then kissed the top of Meiling's head as she struggled, just a bit, against Lily's embrace.
"Gosh! You're sweet!" Lily breathed, heavily, "And precious! I need to protect you!"
"Yes, Lily" replied Meiling as she tried to push away, but in vain, at the powerful amazon that had her firm in her bosom, "But who's going to protect me from you?"

Lily worked Meiling around in her arms so that she faced her. The top of Meiling's head came to about Lily's chin, which is tall for a Betaqh woman, but of course, Lily had the far heavier, powerful build. "Mmmm!" Lily uttered.

"Look!" protested a helplessly struggling Meiling, "Are you going to mess around, or are you going to let me straighten you out? You desperately need your chakras reopened!"
"Okay, sweety, okay" Lily agreed, releasing Meiling from her arms. "Just that, you're so darn sweet!"
"Okay, okay, big girl!" Meiling agreed in a good natured manner, "Yes, I'm sweet. Now let me sprinkle a bit of sweetness on you, so that you'll be a good Doctor to your patients tomorrow!"
"Yes ma'am" Lily humbly replied.

Meiling surveyed the examination bed then asked, "Although I don't expect you to convulse like Zebor, however, I do think it might be a good idea if this could be lowered way down."
"Well, it can be completely dismounted from the cart and frame it's on and just put on the floor. But then you'd be on your knees to treat me."
"That's okay. You will not need the extensive treatment Zebor did..." Meiling said then added, sarcastically, "...I think!"
"Okay, okay, sweety" Lily laughed, in her dulcet way. "I'll just dismount this like so..." Lily worked some clamps or buckling devices, then said, "And just lift it off, and put it down, like so..." and Lily's big muscles easily handled the large and probably, quite heavy, bed-part of the table, and set it on the floor.

Lily then rolled the cart-part of the bed away and then, began to push her instrument cart aside, but hesitated and asked, "I am supposing, you will not be needing this?"
"No" Meiling agreed, "You can roll it aside".
"Alright then, I'll just put it back in here... Can you carry the sensor for me, Meiling?"

Lily turned on the light of that closet-like room. She lifted, effortlessly, the large instrument off the cart and carried it back in the room, with Meiling following carrying the tennis-racket-looking sensor, and set it back on it's regular cabinet. She turned off the light, let Meiling out, and closed the door of that room, remarking, "I don't want any thrashing around I might be doing wrecking a ten-thousand-dollar instrument".

"Oh yeah" Lily uttered, "This too, I forgot..." and Lily picked up the round glass looking thing and place it in the room as well next to the instrument. As Lily came out again and closed the door, she added, "That little thing is five-hundred dollars alone!"

Meiling was straining, trying to push the bed into a position where it would be in the moon-light streaming in the window. Meiling was pushing it some, in a series of shoves. Lily reached down with one hand and asked, "Where do you want it, sweety?"

Meiling directed Lily where to position it. Lily easily handled it with one hand.

"Now, I'll need you to take off your skirt and blouse", Meiling advised, "actually, I need you to be nude, so I can place the crystals quickly and securely."
"Nooo problem!" asserted Lily, as she gladly disrobed of what little clothing she had on, "I love gettin' naked!"
Meiling shook her head, smiled and uttered, "Tch, tch, tch".
Lily was nude within seconds.

"Well, big girl, ready?" Meiling asked sweetly.
"Okay! Let's do it!" Lily replied as she got down to lay on the bed. "Like this, right?"
"That's fine" sang Meiling in a pretty voice.

Meiling got into position, indeed on her knees, beside the bed and Lily. She advised, "Okay, big lady, you've done this before, although not with this wonderful moon-light; take a couple deep breaths, stare at the moon, and slowly close your eyes and let yourself drift. Let me have a look at these..."

Lily obediently did as instructed. A couple deep breaths later, and staring at the moon, she closed her eyes and relaxed. Meiling closed her eyes as well, did the stretching, rubbing her hands, more stretching and then was ready.

As a point of consciousness hanging in mid-air, and while Zebor sleeps soundly away off in a dark corner, let us see what transpires...

Meiling moved her hands over Lily's body, and also seemed to be looking, despite the fact her eyes were closed.
"Yes" uttered Meiling, "Yep, same as all you people. You have all those wonderful, powerful muscles but your chakras get clogged, almost always between the second and third. Yours is not as bad as Zebor's was, not nearly as bad, but, there it is. Big, bright, splashy red at your first, splashy, somewhat milky orange with some sparking at your second, and then, your third chakra, though greatly less in intensity, is at least functioning. It has a pure yellow, and spinning. Now let's see..."

Lily seemed to be listening from what I could see, hovering over them, as a point of consciousness. I saw her eyebrows move. Anyway, she continued to lie still and keep her eyes closed. Lily appears to be one Doctor who is also, a good patient.

Meiling continued her "scan", using her hands and, apparently, third-eye...
"Uh-huh" Meiling softly reported, "Fourth chakra same as the third; dim, but pure green and spinning. Let's see... Fifth, yep, pure blue, dim but spinning. Now, most of you people have a... Yep, another blockage between the fifth and sixth chakra. There's almost nothing going on at your sixth chakra. No wonder you can't see into the other dimensions... Now let's check the others... Uh-huh, no activity at the seventh, and... none at the eighth. Yep. Essentially, I'll be using the same crystal manipulation as I did with Zebor."

Meiling stood up and drew out from her purse, without rummaging, two more pale-pink crystals. Apparently she did not want to use the crystals she used on Zebor, until she "purified" them, however she does that.

"Okay now, big lady", Meiling softly advised as she kneeled back down besides Lily, "This is going to be fun..."
Meiling cleared her throat and then explained, "Both you and Zebor came, pre-equipped, so to speak, conveniently for holding this crystal that I must place at your first chakra region, so it can absorb energy and record information. Zebor had his g-string strap. You have, this big hole... Man! Look at the callouses. This portal of entrance into your awesome body has seen some use..."
Lily giggled, drawing a response from Meiling where she said, "Shh, be still, big lady".

"Okay" Meiling began, "Judging from the profuse secretions, both from your labias and the hole behind them, you are quite horny at the moment. Well, this isn't going to help. But I need you to be still. I must insert this crystal, just a bit, into your vagina. That's going to stimulate you. Just use your self-control and lie still..."

Meiling carefully, deftly pushed a crystal right up Lily's vagina, not far, just enough to lodge it there. Lily moaned and huffed a bit, drawing a "Shh" from Meiling. She then placed a second crystal about an inch-and-a-half subumbilically, or, over Lily's second chakra.

"Okay, big girl" Meiling reported, "Let's give them about a minute..."

"Okay now, you muscle-bound leviathan" Meiling began, good natured sounding but somewhat serious, "This part worries me. I need your promise you won't flail your arms around. I gotta move this crystal here at your hole to over your heart, between your mega-boobs there. As strong as you are, should one of your big muscle-bound arms smack me with any force, your little healer here will be flying into orbit, probably in two pieces... or more!"

Lily giggled and said, "I'll hold them back, sweety. I've fucked with skinny little Betaqh men, and they've been safe."
"Tch, tch, tch!" Meiling shook her head, "Lord-a-mercy! You people! Well, this orgasm is probably going to be intense, and I gotta stay here and hold the crystals on you until you settle down."
"You'll be safe, sweety, I promise. I would never, ever hurt you!" Lily asserted.

Meiling took a breath, then said, "Okay then, here goes. Now, take a deep breath or two, stare at the moon and slowly close your eyes."
"Yes ma'am" Lily dulcetly, obediently said.

Meiling waited for Lily to settle. She positioned herself next to Lily's body so that she would be comfortably centered for the action. Then, carefully, deftly, Meiling grasped the crystal in Lily's vagina, and just did pull it out, but held it next to it for a couple seconds. Already, Lily moaned and huffed, and secretions literally poured out of Lily's vagina and from her labias. A puddle was forming on the bed beneath her. Meiling chided, "Shh".

Quickly and firmly, Meiling suddenly flew her hand holding the crystal that was next to Lily's vagina, over her own arm and up to Lily's breasts, and lodged it there between them. Simultaneously, Meiling shifted the other crystal from subumbilical to supraumbilical positions, holding it about an inch or so above Lily's naval. Lily arched her back and screamed loudly in ecstasy of an apparent intense orgasm. Her huge arms flailed a bit and Meiling ducked, flinching. But Lily was as good as her word and kept her arms away from Meiling. Lily locked her arms behind her head, clasping her hands together, to sort of confine her arms there. Big, huge biceps flexed as her arms struggled to get free. Lily humped and squirmed. Meiling held the crystals in place but it was similar to being on a small boat in a stormy sea.

Lily went through five episodes of squirming, convulsing and screaming from, apparently, five different releases of orgasm, or maybe it may have been one long orgasm. Meiling had to hold on to keep her crystals positioned.
"I didn't think it would be this bad!" Meiling exclaimed, holding on tight to the crystals.

Lily huffed, moaned and groaned, and finally began piecing coherent sentences together.
"Gol-dang-a-mercey!" Lily huffed, "It feels like my head caved in! Gol-dang! Shit! That felt good! Gees! My entire body was on fire! It felt a little like being electrocuted, but somehow, in a good way! Strange though, I don't remember it being this intense before..."
"I am employing new techniques taught to me by my Teacher. They are more effective, as you seem to have noticed. Other than that, it's just that you did not do the meditation and exercises that I suggested, and your chakras just got blocked again."
"Effective indeed!" Lily enthusiastically agreed, "Gol-dang! That felt tremendously, awfully, intensely, unbelievably good! Whew!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Meiling responded, laughing, "Yes, yes! That was the initial release. I'm going to have to start bringing a helper, for when I do these chakra clearings on anybody whose Taqh. This always happens, to some extent."
"Maybe you should, sweety" Lily advised, finally simmering down and getting more coherent, "Find some really big, strong Taqh woman who is kind of like, more refined, over a-hundred in age, and maybe... Say! I know! There's a nurse I know. She works at a hospital, but she kind of likes taking on extra little health-field related jobs here and there. I'll bet she can be your helper. She's learning the energy and spiritual stuff too. And she's really big, bigger than me, and powerful. She can lift a patient, sometimes bed and patient, like they're made of air. But she's real gentle. She's about 150, so she's well past those pre-one-hundred years where most of my people are so wild."

Meiling shook her head, giggling and said, "Okay, okay, big girl! That sounds great! Really! Introduce her to me later. But now, I need you to settle down. Take a couple deep breaths, stare at the moon, and let yourself drift as you slowly close your eyes... and continue to drift. The rest of this will go more peacefully."
"Yes ma'am" Lily replied obediently.

Meiling waited until Lily was completely calm and appeared to be drifting back down into a good level of relaxation. She released the crystals to rest her arms. This also gave more time for the crystals to absorb energy and record information... as Meiling keeps saying. I wonder what information is recorded? And how? I mean, I don't see reels of tapes on those crystals; or any jacks or sockets or anything that might be some kind of interface connector. The crystals are pale-pink and translucent... If they were on Earth, I would say the crystals are rose-quartz; maybe they are rose-quartz. Well, back to the scene...

In like manner as when she was treating Zebor, Meiling, when she sensed the crystals were ready, she moved the crystal on Lily's supraumbilical position, or over the third chakra, all the way over the forth chakra which was "occupied", past the fifth, and placed the crystal on Lily's forehead, the sixth chakra or "third-eye". Simultaneously or just after, she moved the crystal over Lily's heart or forth chakra to her throat, or fifth chakra. Lily shifted around a bit and took a deep breath. Then she mumbled, "Wow, the colors".

Meiling quietly whispered, "That's right, big lady, you might indeed see colors. That's your third-eye opening up. This will help you tremendously in diagnosing patients. Now, shhh, continue to be quiet, and let it happen..."

At this point, Meiling's arms were crossed, as she had to hold the crystals in position. They would not remain balanced themselves on Lily's throat or forehead.
Meiling then moved the crystal on Lily's throat or fifth chakra out there to that mysterious eighth chakra, the one over a foot above the top of the head. This move uncrossed her arms. Meiling shifted the crystal from Lily's forehead to the top of her head, or the seventh chakra, and held it there.

After holding the crystals at the seventh chakra and eighth chakra positions for a minute, Meiling then performed the completion... almost like "dance" or procedure, to finish the process, similar to the manner with Zebor.

Meiling positioned her body, then began by moving the crystal that was within the eighth chakra, on out, and began moving the crystal from its seventh chakra position, on out. The crystal from the seventh chakra was passed through the eight chakra area, and thereafter, "followed" the other crystal along some unseen (or perhaps seen or sensed by Meiling) path which curved upward. Meiling's moves were slow and fluid. She had to get up essentially from a squatting position, do a slow leg extension to full standing, and then continued to raise her hands with the crystals on up, toward the ceiling. It was indeed, sort of like a very slow, fluid ballet. As before, when Meiling was fully on her toe tips and her hands were as high as she could go, she let the crystal that had been "following" the other catch up, after which she closed her hands tightly on both of them. When her hands were fully and tightly clasped, she slowly, gracefully pulled away from the unseen stream and thus, completed the process.

Doctor Lily continued to lay still. She appeared to be near sleeping. Quietly, Meiling took the crystals over to the sink and washed them. One had quite a bit of Lily's vaginal secretions on it. She toweled them off, and placed them next to the other two, bathing in the moon light.

Well, Meiling was done.
She had two sleeping clients, and a quiet and still clinic in an office complex which was dark, abandoned for the night, and deafly quiet. The moon was getting lower and lower, filling the room with all moon-light, as Lily's green knob-candle was about burned out.

Meiling basically put her stuff away. She wrapped up the four crystals used in the procedure in paper towels and placed them in her purse. And, she dressed. Meiling wore her long-split-dress, which is somewhat reminiscent of a Vietnamese woman's "au-dai" but without the under garment, and wore back her white blouse. She remained bare footed so she could walk quietly.

Meiling did not leave, perhaps because she wanted to give her two clients some final instructions. Or maybe she just was not ready to hit the pedals of a velomobile just yet. She perhaps needed some time to pull back down to normal consciousness. In any case, Meiling sat in Doctor Lily's comfortable chair that was at Lily's wood desk, and close to where Zebor was sleeping, closed her eyes and obtained a little sleep herself.

And now, we, as a suspended point of consciousness, can see the quiet clinic, with three folks sleeping, lit only by the ever increasing pale moon light and the waning amberish light of the last knob of a green knob candle, which was near burning out...


The quarter moon was near setting, and just over the trees. Its light shined right on Meiling's face. She stirred and woke up.
Quietly, Meiling walked over and knelt by Lily's side and gently caressed her tummy, by lightly dragging a finger nail over it. Lily came awake...
"Oh!" Lily mumbled, "I've... I'm here... Oh yes. Okay, okay. I... better get home now, shouldn't I?"
"Well", Meiling sung pretty, "If you wish. You seem to be comfortable here. You would not have to commute tomorrow."
"No, no, I'll go", Lily replied, "My two little dainties will be wondering where I am, and maybe afraid, all by themselves in the country."
"You mean those two Betaqh gals that fist you?" Meiling asked, confirming.
"Yes, the little sweeties..." Lily waxed loving in her tone, "And seek my protection. I left them with a Betaqh lady friend of theirs whose kind of big and athletic and not afraid of anything, I hope she'll give them company. But, wow, it's late now. I better get going."
"What are those two..." Meiling began to ask, then changed her question to, "How do you feel now, Lily? Particularly, your... vagina?"

Lily hesitated, then replied, "That nagging fucky feeling... it's... gone! Yes. Thank goodness!"
"I must warn you" Meiling advised, "if your two dainties continue to indulge you with their fists, your chakras might close down again, between the second and third. Are you, like, going to ask them to, well..."

Meiling appeared embarrassed and/or at a loss for words.
Lily answered, "They fist me when I ask them, or they see I am horny. I will simply not ask them. We share other things. We hike together in the wilderness, sometimes I pull them in a hand-car"... (she means, rickshaw) ..."sometimes the two of them grab the handles, one on each handle, and pull me a little. We also go to town, shopping, entertainment parks; all sorts of stuff."
"Why don't you live with a man?"
"I have two or three good men, all of them Taqh, who fuck good and are good companions that want to live with me, but I dare not leave them alone during the day with the two little gals. Those two rascals think they can control a man, and they like to contest to see which one of them can get a Taqh man's erected penis in their vaginas the furthest..."
"Oh! That stupid game!" Meiling commented, shaking her head, "Yes, a lot of us are guilty of conducting that contest. I used to be invited to join, because I'm tall and kind of big... for a Betaqh... and the others think I could... um... let a lot of it in. They actually form teams sometimes. Yes, I know of that game, all too well."
"Yes, that's the one!" Lily agreed. "Well, one time they did that in a park while I was getting a lunch for the three of us. I came back to the secluded area I left them, and they had lured a Taqh guy in there, got him going, and they were doing that game. Now, when they do that, the man stays on his back, and each lady gets on him, on top, and eases down on his penis. In that way, they can control how deep it goes. But, he had gotten out of control. Although he was trying desperately to control himself, he had rolled over and forced her on her back, and he was humping kinda forcefully into her. The other was pulling at him and carrying on, screaming at him to stop, the one underneath him was squirming, trying to push him off and uttering sounds of pain as he thrust forward and, oh! It was not going right. When I saw it, I practically threw our lunches down, and grabbed him off her. I swatted his face, then turned around and threw him down, and I got on him and humped away until I orgasmed, as did he, since he was about to anyway. Then I pulled him to his feet, smacked him again and pushed him out of there, shouting something like, 'if you do something like that again, I'll rip it, his penis that is, off' along with other cuss words."

Upon hearing this, Meiling shook her head in disgust, although she was giggling, and uttered "Tch, tch, tch! You people! How long ago was this?"
"Oh, maybe, four months ago."
"Oh, so at that time, it had already been a while since your last treatment with me. I see..."
"Yes, Meiling, I was already turning into a sex fiend. However, in my defense, that craziness I just described was started by my two frisky little friends, not me."
"Hmm", Meiling uttered in thought, "maybe you should bring those two to me for a chakra opening. Being Betaqh is no guarantee of perfection of energy systems, chakras and spirit. Some Betaqh get just as sex-crazy as any Taqh. Just... not as often, it seems."
"Maybe I should", agreed Lily. Lily added, "Well, let me wake up Zebor, he has to go home too."
"He's been sleeping like in hibernation", commented Meiling.
"He was probably totally exhausted", Lily suggested.

Gently, Lily and Meiling woke him up. Zebor stretched, yawned, and even rubbed his arms as if a bit chilly...
I do not know if you readers noticed or not, but both Zebor and Lily slept nude, with no sheets or covering of any kind. In warmer weather, they may do that. Meiling napped wearing only her split dress and brief blouse. Along with their abundant health, Shasheerians seem to be a hardy lot.

Anyway, Zebor sleepily mumbled, "Oh, man, how long was I asleep?"
"An hour, maybe", replied Meiling, "It is good that you slept. When you sleep, your energy body disengages from the physical to recharge. In this case, it had several adjustments to do as well, due to your free and open chakras. By the way, how do you feel?"
"Mmm", Zebor muttered at first, "Sleepy, groggy... but... free... Yes, free! That dam thing... is gone! Yes! Thanks a million, uh, uh, I'm sorry, I forgot your name..."
"That's okay" Meiling assured, "You were severely afflicted when you came in. Anyway, my name is Meiling."
"Guanyin Goong Meiling, actually" Lily added, "But she just has people call her Meiling. They haven't got all day, right sweety?"
"Yeah" Meiling giggled, "That's for sure."

Zebor stretched some more, and yawned a few more times, then asserted, "Oh man, am I ever sleepy. I can't get awake!"
"Oh yes, about that..." Meiling began, "Due to the severity of his chakra blockage, he really needs to get a full night's sleep and avoid that long pedaling home; it's eighteen miles, right?"
"Yes, yes. Oh man...", Zebor replied.
"I highly recommend that you get a towing service to tow you home, while you sleep in your car", Meiling recommended. She added, "And don't go to work for a day. I will write a medical recommendation note, sign it, and Lily will sign it, so your boss should be okay with that."
"What about cost..." Zebor began to ask.
"Since it is part of your treatment, government aid and insurance at your work should cover most of it in the usual manner, along with..." Doctor Lily advised. Lily paused, giggled and continued her sentence, "well, my bill... and hers. I'm the recommending primary physician, and she's the specialist."
"No one expects you to do a long, late night pedaling over eighteen miles right after a chakra alignment", Meiling added.

Now readers, just try and get that covered! Complete recognition of the energy and spirit side of health has been achieved in Shasheer. That is a vast improvement over this allopathic-only attitude of American and Canadian medicine. A total union of allopathic, homeopathic and energetic modalities is what is needed. It is one of the good things about Shasheer's sexually-indulgent society. Okay, okay, I'll get off my soap box now and back to the story...

In joking, Doctor Lily added, "I had my chakras adjusted, don't I get a recommendation from the specialist for a tow home? I live twenty five miles away in the country."
"Oh wah, wah, wah!" Meiling joked, laughing, "First, your chakras were not as in bad a shape as his were. Second, you're a woman, the tougher sex... but, I can write up a recommendation, if you want..."
"No, no, no", Lily laughed, "I'll pedal myself, thank you. I got to get going anyway. Those two little rascals are scared of bumps in the night, rustles in the bushes, the moon light and shadows, you name it. I don't know if that big athlete, that Betaqh gal I told you of, whom I left them with, can handle them, or if she'll even get spooked herself."
"Hmm" Meiling muttered, "They need spiritual training. Okay, let me call a tow service..."

Well, obviously, I need to explain that one...
In the unlikely event that someone should bum out a knee, a foot, or suffer some systemic affliction of some sort while away from home, such a person may need to be towed. Or, after surgery, even minor, or dental work, when effects of anesthesia may hamper the ability to pedal, or some kind of sickness or injury, would also be reasons for being towed. And when I say towed, I mean just that, towed.
All Shasheerian velomobiles come with a standard hitch, in the rear, for pulling trailers or other velomobiles, and have a standard tow-hook which is engaged to the steering mechanism in the front. Both hitch and tow-hook are recessed behind a removable panel. That maintains the velomobile's aerodynamic integrity when hitch and/or tow-hook are not in use.

Now, what or who does the towing? In most cases, a big, muscular Taqh woman. She will arrive in her velomobile, and hook up the towing setup, and take off. The client can just sleep. He or she does not even have to steer. The tow-hook is engaged to the steering so that the towed velomobile steers after the towing vehicle in a compliant manner.

So, that is just what they did for Zebor.
While they waited for the gal to arrive, Doctor Lily filled out some paper-work for Zebor's case, and had Meiling fill out the part of the form for the specialist, since she was already right there.

A call came over the clinic's telephone. It was the two-way radio from the towing lady's velomobile, having patched in a telephone service, to tell them she had arrived.

They all three exited the clinic, and Doctor Lily locked the door after they left. All three went down the stairs in the dark office suite, and out the doors. Zebor rubbed his arms, feeling the late night chill. Doctor Lily was fine, even though she remained nude, carrying her clothes with her. She was wearing her shoes. Meiling was fine too, in her split dress and skimpy blouse.

And there the towing-lady stood, as big as an oak tree. Tall, heavily built, massively muscular, with thighs like pillars of stone. And buck-naked. And yet, sweet-voiced.
"Hi" she practically sung.

"Hi there" Doctor Lily responded, "Do you have blankets? He's a little chilly. He just went through an extensive medical procedure."
"Sure" the towing-lady answered in a soft, sweet voice.

Well, sure enough... The lady got to work. Using a flash-light, she found the tow-hook panel on Zebor's velomobile, removed it, and hooked up her velomobile, via a tow-bar, to his. The towing velomobile was a four-wheel type, and so had a larger trunk. From the trunk, the towing-lady drew out a nice warm blanket. Zebor entered his velomobile and got comfortable. Tenderly, like a mom, the big towing-lady tucked him in, and even flourished the service with a quick peck of a kiss on his forehead. She closed the canopy for him, and with destination address in hand, she was ready.

Doctor Lily bid all "good night" and went to her lime-green velomobile and took off, for, as she mentioned, a twenty-five mile commute into the country. As well, Meiling got in her sleek, black, three-wheeled velomobile, and took off.

Well, what a cool, once in a rare while, experience. Under tow, Zebor relaxed and stared at the star-strewn sky. The moon had just about set, leaving only the stars.

With energy coming from solar, wind and hydro sources only, Shasheerians do not have a lot of energy left over to splurge on public lighting. Most streets, roads and highways are lit only by the star and/or moon-light, and the velomobile's head-lights. There are a very few areas that apparently have motion detectors. When a velomobile passes, street lights come on only for several seconds, only to automatically go off again. Those are usually found around hidden curves and tight spots. Another thing sometimes seen, are rows of light-emitting-diodes, or LEDs, sometimes red, sometimes green or other colors, marking the edge of the road. And of course, the good old passive reflector is used.

Despite towing Zebor in his velomobile, the powerful towing-lady's muscular legs made twenty-five to thirty miles per hour, almost as fast as unencumbered velomobiles. Zebor stared at the stars overhead, enjoyed the occasional colors of rows of tiny LEDs marking the road, as mentioned above, and the gentle swaying of his velomobile in tow. What a pity, however, that soon, he was asleep, and so missed most of the experience. Before he knew what happened, he was being gently nudged awake by the big, now perspiring, towing-lady, sweetly announcing, almost singing, "You're home!"

The big lady unhitched Zebor's velomobile and replaced the panel. She was then off. Zebor rolled his velomobile to the apartment and secured it, after which he went on up to his apartment. His mistress was understanding of the late hour, knowing that he was going through an extensive treatment of some kind. She welcomed him into her bed, where he snuggled next to her for warmth and soon slept.


Well folks, that just about wraps it up.
Just some odds and ends to touch on...
Both Doctor Lily and Zebor were recommended by Meiling to come in for chakra maintenance for a time through a series of appointments. These treatments were quick and did not cause any of the mess the first ones caused.

Once Zebor had some good sleep and his body readjusted to the new energy levels, his sex hunger returned to something less than normal for the typical Shasheerian... yes, less than normal. Most Shasheerians probably sorely need the treatment he had. Sex with his mistress and maybe quick sex around lunch break was enough for him now. And, when he met a woman, he at least got to know her name, some of her principle thoughts and a little of her personality before knowing her cunt. Before, it was cunt first, then name, some of her thoughts and personality, even if it even came to that which usually, it did not.

Doctor Lily's manner with her patients improved, thanks to clarity of thought, and indeed, being able to psychically pick up a lot of their condition, in addition to actual laboratory readings.

Shasheerian Nurse

And, Meiling was introduced to the big, muscular nurse that Lily mentioned. The nurse possibly resembled the gal to the left.

Now, the alert reader might notice, and question, "Okay, if this takes place on an entirely different planet from Earth, possibly in another galaxy even, what are the chances the nurse's cap would be the same as on Earth?" Well, I told you all before, the Shasheerians on this site have been "Earthized" in appearance, and many of the standard, familiar, almost iconic, references included. So yes, we'll just say that nurses in Shasheer wear a cap something like that. However, I think it would be a calming forest-green in color.

As to her nudity, well, Doctor Lily only wears a short, split skirt and a very brief, sleeveless blouse. It almost looks like Lily's outfit is a type of Doctor's uniform. In warm weather, without air-conditioning (keeping in mind that Shasheerians do not have gobs and gobs of energy to throw around like we do), she may indeed be nude, with only her identifying cap.

Is that sanitary? Well, only her hands touch a patient. She probably bathes well after arriving to where ever she works. Shasheerian medicine is based on the pleomorphism of organisms that occur in the body. They can be eliminated by maintaining the body's chemistry, particularly pH, correctly. So the paranoid fear of "germs on everything" is not as prevalent with them as it is with us.

A lot of fuss has occurred recently over injections; are they really effective? Did they really wipe out small-pox, polio and others? Or did those illnesses just run their course? Many people say they never take injections and never get flu. Yet people who do take flu shots still get flu and colds. A lot of talk recently has pointed out nasty stuff in injections that one would just prefer not to have in their body.

So, do Shasheerians use injections? Well, of course, I don't know. We'll just assume they inject things like anesthesia, urgently needed supplements, and antibiotics for when the body chemistry has been compromised, allowing organisms to transform into pathogens such as germs, yeast or mold, or even growths.
So, that injection she is holding, might be an antibiotic or a supplement. Or maybe anesthesia, depending on what is happening.

Anyway, the powerfully built nurse agreed to go with Meiling when she goes to do energy adjustments on big Taqh clients who might convulse or thrash around, endangering the delicate Meiling. The big nurse can firmly, yet gently, hold a client down and under control, while Meiling does her healing.

So, there you go with a sort of tour of a slice of Shasheerian situations, problems, procedures, and usual life. Well, you dang well know we're not in Kansas anymore, at the very least.

Well, click here to return to the text-description page of the art, and have a look at these wild folk...

Hey, can you read Planet Shasheerian script? Below, in Shasheerian numerals, are the number of people who have visited this page since September 16, 2006, roughly noon-time. Hint: By the darndest of coincidence, Shasheerians... peaceful, no war, very much non-militaristic, vegetarian that they are, have a number set just like the militaristic Klingons! Do searches for "Klingon Language" (don't worry, sites are out there), and you'll be able to interpret the numerals below! Have fun!