Velomobile Trip

Velomobile Built For 2 - Cut-away View

Riding Naked! That's what I like!

Written by

Lisa

Previews not necessarily in order of when they appear in account...

Preview 1...

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Brief description: They are in a mountain wilderness, in the woods, far from any civilization. They are on a "road" more appropriately described as a trail, not very suitable for velomobiles. Xander is 6 feet and 180 pounds, very fit. He is dressed in a bikini with a sleeveless t-shirt for the top. Lanying is nearly 6 feet, 150 pounds, very, very fit. She has cocoa-brown skin and midnight-black hair and would impress us as "Asian", but a really tall and big one. She is wearing a long-sleeved blouse and hose and microskirt with no underwear. Jill is over 7 feet tall and over 400 pounds of muscle. She has wavy silky blond hair. She is completely nude.
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The beautiful scenery of the overlook was to the right, over a rock and between some trees. To the left was forest. At this point, they were about halfway down the mountain.

Lanying and Jill entered the forest to the left to gather vegetables and water. While they gathered vegetables, Xander gazed at the sunset and the view of the valley below.

Xander was absorbed into the beauty of the sunset. But then he felt he was not alone. Then he heard a rustling in the bushes behind him. He turned to look, expecting Jill and Lanying, but was startled by the sight of a 7-foot 4-inch tall stranger, a 470-pound muscular woman with long blond hair. Her stark nudity allowed Xander to see a clearly swollen vulva that was dripping with secretions. Her blue eyes sparkled and the expression on her young-looking, roundish face was intense. She huffed.

Xander shot out of there in the direction of Jill and Lanying, mostly toward Jill.
"WE GOT COMPANY!" Xander shouted.

Lanying whirled around and saw that big bitch after her man. The bitch was fast and strong, and was almost on him.
"NO!" ordered Jill as she lunged in the direction of Xander.
The woman slowed. Xander ran on behind Jill and into Lanying's arms. Then they both approached but stayed behind powerful Jill.

"He my man!" Jill warned, "You not chase him! Go now!"
The huge woman approached Jill slowly. She huffed. Jill stood ground. The other woman came up to Jill. The tits of her big boobs contacted the tits of Jill's big boobs. The 2 giant gals stared at each other.
This went on for a few seconds. Jill then took on an impressive muscle-pose. She raised her arms and flexed them, showing the other woman her 38-inch biceps. The other woman defiantly stood there and pressed her boobs to Jill's boobs...

Preview 2...

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Brief description: They are along side a hard packed trail for velomobiles. They are in the middle of a forest wilderness. They are on a lunch/rest-break during velomobile travel. Xander is 6 feet and 180 pounds, very fit. He is dressed in a black satin bikini. Lanying is nearly 6 feet, 150 pounds, very, very fit. She has cocoa-brown skin and midnight-black hair and would impress us as "Asian", but a really tall and big one. She is buck naked....
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During the lunch break, Lanying was gathering leaves, tender green stems, sprout grass, and roots for lunch. She noted bushes laden with juicy plump blackberries. She asked Xander to pick some.
"It'll make great nibble-food for while we're pedaling. And you can have some for dessert... along with my cunt!"
"Okay, sweet Mistress!" Xander happily replied.

With a container, he trudged up the hill to where Lanying said the bushes were. He kept noting other bushes, further up the hill, that had plumper blackberries. Then he saw further up the hill, there were raspberries too! And all plump! By this time, he could only barely see the road down there, and a glint or two indicating the velomobile. He could not see Lanying.

As he was picking, he began to hear a heavy cracking sound like a tree being plowed over. Then there came this hideous loud, sort of like, a honking. Think of the sound of a goose and the sound of an elephant, then mix them up... no, just think of an 8-foot-tall goose honking. That would be it. The honking issued forth rhythmically accompanied with the sound of a tree being pushed along with cracking wood, all in rhythm with the honking. It sounded close. It was just on the other side of a large stone up there.

Xander, perhaps not too wisely, eased up to see what the devil it was. As mentioned before, he is NOT a genius.
But he sneaked up there and peeked. He gasped when he saw the biggest woman ever, masturbating on a tree with a 5-inch diameter trunk. She had literally pushed it sideways, and was rubbing her huge vagina over it. The honking was her gigantic voice expressing ecstasy of orgasms. She was easily 7 feet 8 inches tall and maybe nearly 500 pounds, all muscle. And all those muscles on that naked giant megachick were rippling as she took her libido out on that hapless tree.

Well that is, until she saw Xander. She quit that tree, stepped over it and came toward him. Blond hair, that beautiful natural blond hair, silky looking and pinkish-beige, was all about her shoulders and across her face. She had a deranged grin. This weren't no good!
Xander broke into a frantic run down the hill. "LANYING!" he cried out, "GET THE CAR READY! A GIANT'S AFTER ME!"
But in only a few earth shaking, thundering steps, a huge calloused hand grabbed him around the waist. Fought though he did, her huge muscles were like hydraulic-driven steel cables. She easily brought him under her huge calloused vulva, dripping with secretions, and jammed his face into it.
"HELP!!!" he screamed with a bubbling sound from being in so much vaginal secretion.
She handled him up a bit and held his side firm against her cunt. She shoved him up and down, literally using Xander as a masturbation toy. She was handling him rough without regard to his relative fragility. It hurt and he was receiving bruises. He feared for sure she will break something major, shortly. Already his back had been bent pretty far backwards once by her. One more like that or harder, and he could be facing paralysis. He flailed around every which way but to completely no avail. She rubbed her awful cunt over him harder and faster. Her cunt's big floppy lips wrapped a quarter around his body. It blistered and scraped his skin. His nice looking black silk bikini was torn. That terrible honking began to issue forth again as she neared orgasm. Right under her, the noise was deafening. Xander thought he was perhaps facing his last breaths when suddenly, the giant convulsed and dropped him. She screeched a horrible long screech which was a combination of giant goose, elephant, and cougar (if any of you have ever heard a cougar at night; it sounds like a woman screaming bloody murder). Frantically Xander scrambled from under the giant bitch. He heard Lanying yelling "RUN! RUN!"
Looking back briefly, Xander saw that the reason for the giant bitch suddenly releasing him was an arrow stuck in her huge shoulder muscle. Although it did not come close to killing her, the stabbing pain had her grabbing and pulling at it. And that is all it took for Xander to escape. Frantic and in a panic, Xander just did perceive naked Lanying with a crossbow. She shot off another arrow. Again, the giant bitch scrowled long and loud again... is scrowled a word? It is now, for this account! The blood-curdling terror manifested by that sound is indescribable. That arrow found its way into the deltoid muscle, very close to her neck.
"NEXT ONE'S GOIN' IN YOUR HEART!!! GET AWAY!!!" screeched Lanying...

Preview 3...

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Brief description: They are in a country wilderness. Jill is over 7 feet tall and over 400 pounds of muscle. She has wavy silky blond hair. She is not wearing a stitch, I mean, buck naked. Xander is 6 feet and 180 pounds, very fit. He is dressed only in a g-string. Jill is relaxing under a tree holding Xander in her bosom.
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Jill lovingly held Xander for a while, and he was quite content to remain in her bosom! Jill suggested, "I try my new car" (velomobile) "now. You want to ride with me?"
"It's made for one person," Xander replied, "How can I ride with you?"
Jill explained, "I'm big and car is big. Maybe there is little bit of room! Want to try?"
He replied, "Okay, sure!"

Jill took Xander to her velomobile. She opened the canopy cover and squirmed in. There would be enough room for Xander if she were to adjust the steering bar a little high and the seat almost all the way back. Indeed because everything was big and spacious to accommodate a giant like Jill, Xander was just able to squeeze in over Jill and settle laying on her bosom. His neck ended up between her boobs with her boobs serving as head rests and props on either side of his jaw area. He spread his legs to straddle Jill at about her waist to give her legs room to surge up and down in pedaling. Jill then readjusted the seat and brought the steering back down a little, as much as possible, until it impinged on Xander. Jill also had to make sure there was room for at least normal steering-bar swing at speed.

Xander felt cozy! He was firmly secured upon Jill's loving bosom. Her huge muscular arms were on both sides of him as she steered, holding him centered. He had a good view of the huge muscles in her legs flexing, rolling, and rippling as she pedaled. Jill had to figure out the gears a bit, but they were marked...

Then she arrived to the pavement...

Jill lovingly asked Xander, "Are you comfortable?"
"Yeah! And this is fun! Really! My head and neck situated between your breasts like this is darn comfortable! Just that, I can't see outside much. But don't change anything! I like it like this! Anyway, I can see some out the sides."
"Okay!" Jill softly giggled.

Another thing Xander could see was the speedometer. He would be able to see just how fast this mega-blond can go in her new velomobile...
It was a nice day for a test drive. Cobalt blue skies with a few white puffy clouds with a temperature of 50 degrees (10 Celsius) were the conditions.

Jill rippled those leg muscles fairly hard then, and that velomobile took off! Jill quickly had to up-shift. Xander felt the acceleration. Jill skipped a gear or two. Her thighs bulged mightily as she pedaled against a gear that was a bit high for the speed. But those legs of Jill's handled it with ease. Feeling acceleration, Xander saw the speed shoot up to 30 mph (48 kph) just like that. Jill shifted to yet a higher gear. Huge quadriceps muscles rolled and rippled. Xander felt acceleration as the speed went past 40 mph (64 kph). Her legs were not even taxed. She shifted up again while exclaiming "WOW! This is really, really fun!"
"Take it easy, Jill!" Xander urged.
With huge thigh muscles thundering, the speed went up to over 50 (80 kph). "WOW! I've NEVER been THIS fast before!!!" Jill exclaimed.

A smooth rush of wind could be heard as the aerodynamically designed velomobile cut through the air like a needle. Jill shifted up again, all the way up to the top gear. Her huge muscles rolled and flexed and thundered as the speed went up to 60 (97 kph) then rolled off over 70 (113 kph), briefly touched 75 mph (121 kph) then settled to 72 (116 kph). The scenery outside was a blurred streak. They were absolutely hurtling. The wind outside was a smooth roar. Jill just kept it up. She was panting and exclaimed, "WOW!"

Xander could not see ahead beyond Jill's huge muscular legs but he felt the tugging to the right as they entered a curve to the left. Jill stopped pedaling and applied the hand brakes hard. It pushed Xander forward a bit. Jill uttered a bit of a "OH!". The tires began to squeal as she applied brakes even harder. The speed was way down but still up there a bit, over 25 mph (40 kph) when Xander felt the velomobile leave the pavement and begin skidding over grass. The velomobile shot through tall grass and bush making the devil's own noise in scratching noises and hundreds of twigs snapping per second as bushes and tall grass scrubbed the body of the velomobile. They bounced around and nearly turned over a couple times before the finally coming to a stop.

"WHEW! THAT WAS CLOSE!" Jill exclaimed while panting. "But so much fun! Next time, I'll slow down before a curve! I'm sorry sweety! Are you okay?"
"Yes, yes, fine! Your chest and your breasts gave me a comfortable ride! No problem at all! I just thought maybe we were going to crash for a second there!"
Jill laughed and then said, "WOW! I've NEVER been that fast! I got lot to learn about fast! WOW!"

Jill panted a while and began to sweat. Also, the wheels were not making sufficient contact with the ground to pedal. Jill requested, "Sweety, you have to get off me and out, so I can go out. I have to carry car to road."
"Okay" Xander replied, chuckling even, as he got off Jill. Jill lifted the steering bar all the way up and slid the seat all the way back to allow Xander to climb out. Then she herself squirmed out.

Xander got out first and had to carefully place his feet among all those dense bushes, some with small thorns, and grass. Also, they were in about 2 inches of water.

"My goodness!" Xander exclaimed, "We're really out in the brush, aren't we?"
"Yes!" Jill giggled, "Mamma-Jill get us in mess!"

Getting out of that marshy part of the meadow was no problem for Jill's mighty physique. She just picked the velomobile up, finding it much lighter than her clunky old one, and held it over her head. She invited Xander, "Climb my back, sweety. I am much stronger for going through bush than you. Just ride on me, I don't want to worry leave you behind."
Xander hung on to Jill's big shoulders, grasping her deltoid muscles. He swung his legs up and "sat" upon her big, wide hips. With Xander riding and Jill holding the velomobile over her head, she tramped on out of there, following the trail of smashed bushes and squashed-down grass left by the velomobile...

Before we continue on to the account, a little lesson from your story teller, Lisa...

The Shasheerian Velomobile

Click on this for detailed description.

Though not necessary, the description will provide for a more accurate "feel" of the following account. I put this link at this point in my other account as well. This account needs it even more, perhaps, because it takes place almost entirely "from a velomobile". Anyway, after looking at the information, the user will be brought right back here. I would not let you get lost!

And, who I am is discussed below:
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Lisa!

In the account below, I sometimes make hollow-headed comments! When I do, they will be in this color. That will differentiate from normal narration which will be in the normal black color.

Now, do I have to go through this explanation again, the one about Taqh and Betaqh races? Gad! I hate these boring long-winded explanations!
Since the sysop of this site decided to put this account as a menu choice instead of at the end of the Wong Leisu account like I requested, that means I'll have to put in this shit about what Betaqh and Taqh races are. I went through that shit in the Wong Leisu account; I "artfully" blended it in, as much as I could, into the early portions of the account and I didn't want to go through that again.
The sysop of this site does a lot of that kind of explaining in his stories, accounts, and elsewhere, but I find it boring to read and even more boring to write!

Aw! Okay, okay! But I'm NOT putting it on my pages about the velomobile trip. If you feel you need such explanations, then click here. Otherwise, a velomobile trip through the world of amazons and a world without petroleum starts below.

由蕾蘇: 你好!

From Lisa: Ni hao!

Bad spelers of the whirld, untie... er unite! And git radey fer a ride!

Account starts below.
Enjoy!

We will start this account off from the view point of a typical Shasheerian Taqh male... because most of you reading this probably are males! So I will just make it from a guy's point of view! There will be vivid descriptions of him at first, but that's just to set the situation and further introduce you to what it's like living on Shasheer. Anyway, after that, we'll dive headfirst into the gals!

Okay readers, get ready; this account don't take place just down the street; I mean, like, this don't take place in Kansas... or U.S.A., or even our planet or dimension...

Okay, prepare for take off!...
Close your eyes and...
Dam! I did that again! I goofed up there in another account that I wrote. Note to self: The readers can NOT close their eyes! Duh!

You can probably tell this is another account written by your gal, Lisa Wong, who can't keep her thoughts straight 'cause her dagnab cunt is constantly throbbing and getting her chair wet.
Okay, okay, let's try again...

Spread your wings of imagination. Your surroundings pull away from you, slowly at first. You're over your dwelling. Then you're leaving the ground at blazing speed. You transcend atmosphere. The earth pulls away. Soon, Sol, our sun, is but another one of billions of stars that surround you. Then, blackness...

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Waking up, waking up, mind clearing... under the shade of a tree... we're in the country; a small trail is some feet away. It is asphalt, but a mere 5 feet wide.
Weird dream! Was in a place ruled by huge, engine powered vehicles. Dangerous to go anywhere by walking or bicycle; if the huge vehicles don't get you, the monster dogs will. Many rules against sex fun! Religious rules! Oh! Hideous night mare!
It's the middle of the day, or midafternoon... It must have been the spirit of the aged tree that I slept under; it communicated something about other dimensions or worlds; it was showing me how scary it is on some of them, and that I should be thankful for being... "here"...

But... where is here? My mind is clearing... Must have slept far longer than intended.

"I Only stopped for a quick lunch and nap... oh yes, that gal came outa nowhere. She wanted to fuck! Some country gal! Big, fit, rugged and buck naked! Only clothing was the tiny flexible cloth bands that held her pert pigtails in her yellow-blond hair! I fucked her and, I guess, that plus the long trip put me out for a long time! Gees! I better get going! Man! What a scary dream!"

Now we back up and begin to see clearly, the whole scene. There is mostly forest. A gorgeous naked man, whose thoughts we were hearing, is waking up after a long sleep under a lone, big old tree in the meadow, separate from the rest of the forest. The man stretches, and all his fit muscles flex and writhe. He stands up. A gorgeous, hard, shapely ass jiggles with hard butt muscles along with rippling huge thigh muscles. He is something like sex feet tall, er, I mean, six feet tall, slender, very fit, golden tan, and wearing only a g-string that barely contains his relaxed cock. The rest is strings, so, he is naked, practically speaking. The quicky sex he enjoyed earlier was facilitated (uh, made convenient) by his skimpy attire and her being nude.
He is surrounded by meadow and forest. As mentioned, a slender asphalt trail is nearby, something like 50 feet away. A shiny, maroon, small and very streamlined... um... car-like vehicle, with a streamlined trailer attached, is near him.

Well hey, I'm not made of stone! I just had to slip that one with the guy in here. Anyway, it helps with the ol' imagination!
The reader can take it from there!

"Mmmm! Nice to be back in waking reality!," he thought to himself. "Man! That hellish place I dreamed about woulda had a chicken-fit over that little bit of sex we had, not to mention our not wearing a lot of clothes. Boy! Am I glad I don't live there! Golldang! What kind of place was that!? The atmosphere smelled like burnt fuel, the sky was milky, not cobalt blue like here, hardly any stars can be seen at night... Ugh! And the beasts those barbarians kept for pets! The monstrous vehicles they drove, hurtling like meteors! One wrong move and you're annihilated! Not just killed, annihilated!. You'd have to be picked up with a snow-shovel and broom! And the laws against fun! Their so-called religions! Their judges! UGH!!!"

He walked around, clearing his head of that terrible dream, and took in the pleasant scenery. The scenery and healthful energies would melt away the remaining mental artifacts of that terrifying dream.
As he mentioned in his thoughts, the sky was very clear. It was cool, dry, and gentle breezes blew. He had another 30 miles to go in an ordinary vehicle which is powered by pedaling. Well rested, his eager, well-honed legs would handle it with ease. No, it would not hurtle like a crazed meteor, thank goodness! It would go a nice, breezy, sane speed, a descent speed, slowed a bit, perhaps, by the trailer, but, fast enough. The man thought about the terrifying beasts kept as pets by many of the barbarians that lived in the dimension he dreamed about. "What were they called... gogs? Cogs? No, that's a gear! I know that, being a car servicer! Bogs? Togs? Dogs? Zogs? Hmm, it was either togs or dogs, can't remember. Ugh! Thank goodness the wild beasties of our world are where they should be, way out in the deep forest, far from civilization! Boy! I'm glad I live here and not there! I feel a prayer of thanks comin' on!..."

The man knelt under the big old tree that he had slept under and faced it. He prayed, "Oh Great Creator! I thank you for the wonderful world in which I live, and my many blessings! Tree Spirit, please insure that my prayer gets to Creator! Through the Christ Consciousness I pray!"

As you can see, these people acknowledge the fact of living spirits in the trees and the planet itself. And they appear to acknowledge a "Christ Consciousness", hmm...

The man stood up and walked around some more, clearing his head. Speaking softly to himself, he recited who he is and the present real situation, thus: "My name is Xander, I live in Central Capital, and I'm a car servicer. Today is last day of work for three days off. I am near the end of a trip where I picked up, for my service company, a bunch of small car parts, all kinds of nuts and bolts, tools and whatnot that they ordered. Since I'm the young one, only 45, I was sent on this long trip. Eight hours out, and 12 hours back because of being slowed by the loaded trailer. A 2-day break from the tedium of servicing cars. Kinda nice, actually. My cock enjoyed several new cunts! Change of scenery! Over night in a hotel and with the stock chick I met. She helped me find the ordered items and pack them in my trailer. She was sure nice to fuck!"

I think the guy has lost his big pole... oh, I think she's got it!

"Okay, okay!", Xander said aloud to himself at last. "The vigorous pedaling should clear the last remnants of that dream outa my consciousness! Whew! And good riddance! Good lesson, however...".

Okay, okay, last picture of a guy, I promise! Gees! Anyway, I'm keepin' them small!
Okay, back to the account...

Xander pulled his velomobile... yes, as my mind clears with his, I can now identify this "car-like" thing. To differentiate from the engine powered monstrosities "we" are familiar with, I will call them "velomobiles". That is what they are called in France, Germany, Holland and other European countries in which they are used a lot.
But remember, the people in this account, when they are thinking or talking, will just call them "cars".

Anyway, so Xander pulled his velomobile and trailer up to the pavement of the 5-foot-wide "highway" that he had been using. He then opened the canopy of his velomobile and stepped in, straddling the seat. Using his writhing triceps muscles, he lowered himself smoothly into the confines of his velomobile. His feet found the form-fitting pedals, secured in, and began pedaling. Huge thigh muscles and hamstring muscles bulged and flexed, and the velomobile and trailer were underway, at a good speed. Smoothly, effortlessly, Xander accelerated, going through several gear shifts before reaching his cruising speed. He settled on 22 mph. When the trailer was empty, he could have made 28 to 30 mph. With just his velomobile itself, he could do 38 to 40 mph.
Xander opened the ventilating louvers wide open for a full breeze. The 62 degrees, though nice for just strolling around, was not a temperature that required closing the louvers for warmth. He produced plenty of warmth!

Xander lived on a world without petroleum. Outside the city were acres and acres of solar panels. In the mountains, especially around passes or crevices, were huge wind-generator farms. Also hydroelectric was used. Where ever these facilities were, the energy was used to electrolyze water into hydrogen, which is piped to the city. There, electric power plants burn the hydrogen for electricity. In some homes, the hydrogen is piped in and used for cook-stoves and such. The solar- wind- and water-power provided a comfortable modern lifestyle, but not enough for the prodigious waste "we" are accustomed to seeing. Elevators and escalators were normally off, used for freight, merchandise or stock delivery only. Even tall buildings, the users or residents used stairs only. All personal transportation was human-powered. The only motorized vehicles were freight trucks, subways, and trains. Trains carry compressed hydrogen which is converted to electricity by fuel cells. Subways draw their electricity from a "third rail". Trucks are usually powered by huge lithium (or similar) batteries, rechargeable from city electricity. Folks living out in the sticks got their electricity from their own small sets of solar panels, small wind generators or, if available, "micro-hydroelectric" generators...
WHEW! Enough of that!!! I just wanted to get it out in one chunk and be done with it; introductory stuff and long reams of explanation bores me!

Okay, so Xander completed his trip in less than 2 hours. His Betaqh lady boss was a little upset that she had to stay so late for his return.
"I... I had a break down!", Xander nervously lied to that sprite, brown porcelain skinned, big brown eyed gal with lustrous black hair who was his boss. He sort of enjoyed it though. She was sexy when mad. He knew she was not going to fire him. She enjoyed him too much...
"You big lunk!", she coed as she stepped up and laid her head on his chest, "I'll forgive you under one condition!..."
Xander knew what was coming from this slender, fit, ao dai clad cutie leaning on him. He dutifully asked, "What condition?"
"Fuck me! Then take me out! Then take me home and fuck me again!"

She wrapped her slender, long-sleeve-clad arms around his firm waist. She felt over his hard, shapely butt. She pressed herself against him tight. His cock began rising, quickly, to steel-like hardness. She leaned down and kissed it. It throbbed from her kiss. Xander groaned.
"I had to wait 3 hours for you! That calls for you spending all night with me! And fuck me every time you awake! Then I'll forgive you!"
"Yes, Meiling, I'll fuck you 'till my head caves in!", Xander assured.

They succumbed to their lusts right there on the floor of the darkening, lonely service area. Everybody else had gone home for the three days off, hours ago.

A depiction of Meiling (though not exactly).

After stripping her ao dai, Meiling (美靈) straddled him from atop while he lay on his back. She immensely enjoyed his thick, huge cock for several minutes of her orgasms. Because he had already fucked 3 times that morning and once in the afternoon, he took a long time to gush. That was great for Meiling, because it gave her the chance for many orgasms.

Xander had to pay for the meals, carnival rides and a movie that they went to. All destinations were her choice, his pay. But he immensely enjoyed every minute with her.

His mind kept flashing back to that horrible dream, however. "None of this would be possible in that terrible land... at least, not the way I'm familiar with... and not with these wonderful, free-from-worry surroundings. No threatening beast pets! No having to be so careful when crossing a street."

Everywhere Meiling and Xander went, it was on foot. Just nice, simple walking. Her firm, shapely legs, walking gracefully upon 3-inch stiletto heels that made her nearly as tall as he, and his own well honed legs made the walking a breeze. They enjoyed a clean, pure atmosphere. It was cool and dry, and just all round enjoyable.

And Meiling was most easy to look at. Leaving her ao dai in the her office room of her company, she now wore a snow-white, lacy blouse... only. Nothing else! The long-sleeved blouse barely went down far enough to conceal her vulva. Any breeze or vigorous activity would fly it up of course. But she was conservatively dressed in comparison. ALL the Taqh women and most Betaqh (Meiling's race) were buck naked. Xander wore a black brief bikini with mesh back. Most of his muscle butt was in clear view. The bikini was just decoration.

Xander kept gazing at what seemed like endless brown legs starting with white stiletto heels and ending way up there, at the lacy hem of that blouse. Despite having fucked a number of times before that day, his cock hardened a number of times from that sight.

And do not think she did not notice it! In fact, she was watching for it. When she saw he had a hardon, it was to the shadows they went for a quick, hard fuck. There were people around, yes, other people of this world. They did not mind! They did things like that themselves! Just getting out of the way, more or less in the shadows, was sufficient for a sexual event. And shadows were easy to find in this city. Again, although the solar-, wind- and water-energy provides a comfortable life style, there is no room for waste. Street lighting was scant, and the street lights, if any, were small and spot-light-like. (Try saying that!) The carnival area had the best lights, but even that provided many shadowy areas for sex. Sometimes another couple already occupied it, and Xander and Meiling would have to find another.
They fucked standing up a lot. This is usually easily possible within each of the two races, Taqh and Betaqh. In both races, the women are bigger, and taller. That lifts their vulva height to a level that enables her man to stand with his cock deep in her cunt while they stand and hug. I think that's totally cool!
However in Meiling's and Xander's case; Xander is a Taqh, and they run generally bigger than the oriental-resembling Betaqh. Xander was a bit on the short side for a Taqh, and Meiling was slightly taller than average for a Betaqh lady. With the assistance of her stilettos, her vulva was almost high enough for comfortable standing-up copulating, but not quite. They generally found a spot where the unevenness of the ground would assist. She stood on the higher bit of ground. That usually did the trick.
His cock easily hit her cervix when fucking. Not too hard, just right. And his spurts were right up against it. I can tell you, being a gal, that feels awesome! It's making me horny while I write about it!

Again, Xander's mind sometimes flashed back to that dream. His thoughts went like, "Oh my! If Meiling and I did like this in that horrible society, we would have been hauled off to jail for sure to face one of those vindictive, inhuman judges. OH! Frightening!" The very thought of it almost made Xander's dick go soft, even while Meiling was flailing away on it.
She even asked once, after he gushed and it did go soft for sure, "Why did it go soft for a few seconds before it spilled?".
Xander just told the truth. As they strolled to the next carnival ride, he told the main points of the dream. They neared the ride, but he had not finished. Captivated, Meiling urged him to sit on a bench to complete the telling of the dream.
"Gees!", she breathed, looking like she had just seen the devil itself, "I wonder if such a place really exists, somewhere, out there?..."

Both their heads looked up. A sparkling garland of stars twinkled above. Despite being in the city, the stars were clear. Clean atmosphere and scant public lighting made clear observation of the stars possible, even in the city.

"It looks so peaceful up there", Meiling uttered in her sweet voice.
"It isn't, really", Xander began, then slightly corrected, "Well, it depends on what world. Not all of them have humanoids. Some are just wild. Forests, animals, but no people. There are perhaps many like here. But some might be hell-worlds, for souls that have been bad during an incarnation. They are sent to incarnate on such worlds a few times to teach them humility and goodness."
"Gees!", Meiling uttered. Her voice was sweet. It made Xander slightly horny again. Meiling continued, "Guess we better be good! You too, lummox! Better get to places on time! Don't let your sweet sugar boss wait for three hours!"
She grinned big, and her shoulders quaked a bit as she tried to hold back giggling. Xander smiled and replied, "Yes ma'am!" They then got off the bench, got in line and, in turn, took their ride.

"Thank goodness that was only a dream!", Xander thought as he sat by his sexy, sassy boss in the seat of a ferris wheel. It took them high up, away from the lights below, and gently, giving the two of them the chance to stare at the stars and contemplate. The roller-coaster ride before was exhilarating, but not possible to gaze and contemplate; too busy swallowing their hearts back down! Also, the gentleness of this ferris wheel gave Meiling the chance to lay her cute head on his shoulder. Her little hand played around with his momentarily relaxed cock. He put his arm around her to hold her close. It was getting pretty chilly up here, especially with the increased wind.
Xander wondered, "Which one of those stars has a hell-world orbiting it? With beast pets, meteor vehicles, laws against fun and inhuman, machine-like judges..."

After an enjoyable night with boss Meiling, he escorted her home. Xander had to call his mom that he would not be home that night. "Enjoy her!" his mom cheerfully bid, even without Xander telling her first, that it was a woman he was staying with.

That little sprite was pretty worn down after the night. It was 1-in-the-morning anyway! She slept, cuddled next to him, no sex. That was okay with him, he had finally had enough.

The morning was a different story! First, they slept late. Xander was awakened by a horny little gal helping herself to his spontaneous, sleep-induced erection. When alone and Xander wakes up with such a morning boner, it is quite a problem. It usually requires masturbation because it is so painful. So it sure was nice to have an eager cunt messaging that ache out, and bringing him to a head-blasting, eye-watering orgasm.
After several fucks, they slept more.

He spent most of that first of the 3 days off with Meiling. She took him to work to arrange some things and move things around. Then she took him here and there to make use of his muscles for this and that. Some places she took him to were her friends. That meant more eager, tight Betaqh cunts to fuck. So, although Xander had to work pretty hard, he was richly rewarded with nice meals and awesome feeling cunts.

At last Meiling saw Xander off to his own home. After a profusion of kisses, she was off to whatever, with her friends. Xander missed her, and wished for a repeat of the night before. But, she had an active life, and she was quite independent. He was thankful for her company. And besides, come the 4 work-days of the week, she would be there, with her stern yet sweet manner. He felt thankful for that. In fact, he kneeled by the bed in his bedroom and prayed thanks to The Creator, again through the Christ Consciousness, for his wonderful boss.

Physically worn out, Xander laid on his bed the rest of that late afternoon, still pondering the dream, and then thinking about the nice time with boss Meiling, back and forth between the two.

He was there again! A horrible beast with fangs, one of those togs... or was it, dogs, chased him into the middle of a street. Then from both directions, engine powered vehicles were coming at him fast. No time to get out of the way, they were coming like meteors! Then, "Click!", a snap of a gorgeous Betaqh gal's fingers had it gone! "Leave here! Come with me!" she beckoned.
She was easy to follow! She wore a red microskirt, no underwear of course, and a long-sleeved, crisply pressed, light-blue blouse. Pert little breasts poked the blouse out quite a ways. Long, fit legs held her high enough that her face was nearly as high as his. Her face was right in his once. She had a pretty smile. Her hair was simple, "jaw length", shiny black. Her hair had an off-center part. Her hair was swept across her face diagonally. It was simple, cute and free. "You will come with me!", she said, with considerable authority, but pleasantly, and with a pretty smile. Her voice was martial, yet sweet. He then woke up.
It was almost dark and Mom was calling him to supper.
"Wow", he muttered to himself, "Must be the phase of the moon or something! These dreams!..."

He went in to join his mother and one of her friends, another Taqh woman, for supper. The rest of the evening was uneventful. Xander watched some television, and spent some time on the computer logged on to Central Capital's "Diginet".
The night's sleep was punctuated only by ordinary "review-the-day-before dreams". No night mares, thank goodness. No hellish worlds.

On the cheery morning of the second day of the 3 days off, Xander prepared to do his usual weekend thing; go to the park dressed in a g-string for no other reason than to fuck with any woman, Taqh or Betaqh, that would let him in her hole. And there would be, as there always were, plenty of them. They go to the park for that very same reason!

After a nice breakfast that his big Taqh woman mom prepared, she too was off for fun. There was a tiny, teensy chance her fun might result in a brother or sister for him, but it had been decades. He was already in his 40s. A new brother or sister at this time would, of course, be essentially a baby that he would have to help take care of. However, his mother was only 150, still young, active, and libidinous. It might happen!

Bathed and fresh, Xander combed his hair. He put on a new g-string, cherry-red in color. He examined his gorgeous body. Yes, that should reel them in!

Leaving his apartment, he jogged the mile or so to the park, crossing lawns of businesses or apartments and several streets. He arrived at the park.

It was beautiful. The golden sunlight made the trees literally sparkle in every shade of green and yellow-green there was. The grass had waves running through it, driven by the breeze, just like it would on the sea. The sky was cobalt blue with a few fleecy, bright white puffy clouds drifting along.

Shortly after entering the park, a great looking Betaqh gal approached him. She was tall for a Betaqh gal, and well built and athletic. She was dressed in...
Like the gal in the dream!

She was dressed in a bright red microskirt that barely concealed her vulva, and a crisply pressed blouse, light blue in color, with long sleeves with buttoned cuffs. Her blouse was tucked in under her microskirt. Pert boobs poked sharply defined humps in the front of that blouse! As her long, well muscled legs breezed her along, her shiny black hair, cut level with her jaw-line, bounced luxuriantly with her steps. It was parted to one side, and was diagonal across her face.
Well, see for yourself! There she is, depicted in a general manner, to the left!

As she approached, it became apparent that she was indeed very tall for a Betaqh gal. She was barefooted, yet, when she came up to him, and she came really close, she was almost as tall as Xander. Xander is six feet-even tall. She must have been five feet eleven inches. She stopped at a point real close to him. She stood on the balls of her feet a bit to give her the half-inch, more or less, that she needed to look him straight in his eyes. Her nose was just 4 inches from his. Her pointy boobs grazed his chest. Her nipples poked out, stretching the material. She had a pleasant look, not smiling big, but very pleasant, with a trace of a smile. Up to this point she had said nothing.

She gazed in his eyes some seconds. Mesmerized, Xander stood and let her stare. He felt his g-string stretching from an erection. His cock was picking up and sticking straight out. It was just under the hem of her skirt and under her vulva. She continued to stare. His cock continued to erect. Inevitably, it indeed impinged upon her vulva. It was well wetted. She stood still, but normal slight swaying that anyone does, even when standing still, caused her vulva to move slightly with his cock-tip pressing on it. On a slight forward lean, the cock-tip found its way between some labias, and possibly to the entrance of her hole. He held his position. This lady imparted a dominant energy, and he dared not take any first moves. She ignored his cock and the fact her own cunt was getting wetter and wetter. Xander could feel through his cock tip that her labia's were throbbing, or something was, and getting mighty puffed up and rigid. Who says women don't have erections! The tip of his cock slipped deeper between them. Ignoring all this, she finally said, sternly but sweetly, "You will follow me!"

She turned and began walking, confidently, in easy big strides that carried her along quickly. When she moved away, his cock was brusquely bumped aside by the landscape of her vulva. His cock snapped on her skirt edge, then was free to spring up in the air, fully hardened and throbbing. The tip was wet with cunt juice, and some of his own pre-fuck juice was forming at the tip.

He kinda stood there...
She stopped and turned. Her hair luxuriantly whirled with her head. "Well! Follow me! You wanna fuck, don't ya!?"
"Okay!", he simply replied.

Follow, Xander did! She turned and resumed her long-strided walk. Her hard, ample butt jiggled with each step. Supple, large thigh muscles rippled with each stride.

With a hard, throbbing cock bothering him, Xander followed this gorgeous gal across the park, via a rather long walk, to a restaurant situated at the edge of the park. A climb was encountered as they approached the restaurant which rewarded them with a beautiful vista of the park from an elevated position. The restaurant had tables outside, under the shade of large, mature trees.

She led him to a table and sat, leading him to do so as well.
Soon, a nearly nude, athletic young Taqh waitress came out, carrying menus and water. One could tell she was less than 30 years of age because she was very slender. A Taqh woman goes through a "slim stage" in her growth. They get to full height by 20 years old, but they are slim. Then starting about 25 years, they put on bulk, achieving the brutally muscular build of a typical Taqh woman by 35. This restaurant tended to hire these young Taqh women and any Betaqh women for waitresses. At this establishment, they are always scantily dressed.
Scantily dressed waiters or nude/nearly nude waitresses are common for this world, so this particular restaurant was not unusual. Their tendency to hire "immature" Taqh women was the only unusual aspect. Otherwise, it was a fairly typical restaurant for this world.

She had light, porcelain skin and long blond hair. Her microskirt was less even, than a microskirt. It did NOT conceal her vulva at all! It was mere decoration. Unusual for Taqh women, she wore a very brief top. Again, it was just decoration, not intended to cover anything. She wore modest high-heels, not stilettos, shiny white in color.
That is more or less her, pictured to the right. That is either the waitress when off work, wearing red high-heels in the picture, or a similar young Taqh women. I am employing some of the sysop's paintings for this account, since the characters in it are more or less "typical" for this alternative world or dimension depicted.

The waitress's face was porcelain smooth and kind of roundish. She was indeed, very young.
"Hi, baby!", the Betaqh gal with Xander greeted.
"Hi", the waitress replied shyly and sweetly and with a shy smile. The waitress then set the water and menus, did a little bow, and left them to peruse the menus for a while. The Betaqh gal giggled a bit, apparently from the delight she derived from the waitress.

"She's like a fluffy angel cake!", she said, "And wouldn't you like to bury that deep in her!?"
"Uh...", Xander's voice quivered, effected by his painfully engorged, throbbing cock, "Uh... either her or... you!"
The Betaqh gal giggled then replied, "Isn't there something you should do first, before plowing that in me? Or her?"
"Uh... uh... tickle your tits?", he ventured.
Betaqh miss: "Well, that's only if I need to be, sorta like, warmed up! I do NOT need any warming up! Listen you! I got a lot I want to speak of with you, and I need your head clear. I'll let you fuck me, but you gotta at least do something first! It's a common social custom!"

Xander wracked his mind trying to think of what it was this lady wanted to let him in her luscious hole.

Betaqh miss: "You came to this park to fuck, didn't you?"
Xander: "Uh-huh"
Betaqh miss: "And you regularly come here for that, right?"
Xander: "Uh-huh..."
Betaqh miss: "Normally, what do you and her do, when you meet?"
Xander: "We fuck! Those women come here for the same reason."
Betaqh miss: "Aren't you curious who you're fucking?"
Xander: "Well... I can see her... I see her body and her cunt and..."
Betaqh miss: "Do you see her face? Do you... well, lets cut to it; are there any introductions at all? Or do you all just start fucking?"
Xander: "We just... fuck..."
The Betaqh gal was giggling at this point, having fun with Xander's lack of what she must have considered, commonly expected social custom. She asked, "Do you know any names of the gals you ream with that meat of yours?"
Xander: "Well, I know the name of my boss! But... not any of them in this park..."
Betaqh miss: "Well, big boy, before you use my cunt, you gonna know who's cunt you're going into! At the very least!"

Xander finally got it. He replied, "OH! Oh! Okay, okay. Um, uh, so... What's your name?"
Betaqh miss: "Nah, that sounds a little brusque. Do better!"

Xander was getting desperate. He was mere words away from enjoying what must certainly would be a tight, hot, excruciatingly awesome box. His cock sent waves and waves of actual pain making Xander desperate to plunge it in her hole. He stammered, "Uh... um... I, I beg you... no, that's not it. Um... Madam, may I inquire as to your name, please?"
"Ah! Better!", the Betaqh gal praised. She replied her name, "Okay! My name is Lanying!"

Xander was relieved! He thought for sure then, he could enjoy her hole. But not quite...
Giggling, Lanying (藍瑩) asked, "And good sir, may I inquire your name?"
"Xander", he answered with a shaky voice.
Lanying: "What is your occupation?"
With his dick aching severely, Xander's voice shook out, "Car servicer. I fix cars." (Remember, what he's saying is, velomobiles. It would kind of be like servicing bicycles, only a little more involved and probably quite a bit different, and there is the body or fairing to deal with.)
Lanying: "A car servicer! That's great! Maybe you can come with me to help choose the best car for our trip!"

Lanying was smiling really pretty, her eyes were bright, and her passing remark about "our trip" did manage to catch his attention, momentarily wresting it from his demanding meat. He stammered out, "Uh, what... um, what trip?"
Lanying: "That you an I are going to take!", she replied cheerfully but a tad sternly.
Xander: "Uh, um, like, when did that... happen? I... I can't go on a trip..."
"YES YOU CAN! YOU MUST!", replied Lanying sternly.
"But..."
"NO BUTS! You are going with me and that's FINAL!"
" yes ma'am ", Xander replied softly.
Lanying: "That's better!"
Lanying leaned over and kissed Xander on his cheek. Her soft hands felt over him. She nuzzled his shoulder... then nipped it, yes, like a little bite.
"Ow", Xander softly said. Lanying's little teeth were quite surprisingly sharp! It almost felt like a needle or pin had pricked him.
"Sorry", Lanying playfully said, "You're just too sweet!"
Wondering about the trip, Xander asked, "But, what trip? Where are we going?"

But at that time, the young Taqh woman waitress came back to take their order.
With authority, Lanying ordered for both herself and Xander. She did not let him say anything. He only got to choose what fruit flavor for his drink. Lanying was gentle with the young waitress, saying everything clearly, and helping her find it on the menu. She kept referring to her as "baby".
Finally, "Baby" got the order and shyly said, "Thank you! I will bring it out as soon as possible."
Lanying sweetly replied, "Okay, Baby!".

Lanying turned to Xander, whose erection was returning, and began to explain the answer to Xander's question. "Okay, the trip! It would take very long to explain the details, but essentially, I have found a love for me, and I am going on a trip to meet her."
Xander: "Then... then, where do I fit in?"
Lanying: "In my spirt-guide-assisted remote viewing, I found you to be an important part of it too. For a time, I wish to be the dedicated consort to this lovely mountain Taqh lady. Her energy profile contains energy frequencies and colors I need, and I have some for her. You are catalyst. You have energies for both of us, and you need from us. And, you are my gift to her. And finally, it is a long trip, many days, and into a vast, remote mountain wilderness. A little Betaqh lady like me shouldn't make such a trip alone. I need a big, strong hunk of sugar like you!..."
And once again, Lanying nuzzled Xander's shoulder. She cooed, kissed his shoulder, and bit it a couple times.

Xander was spellbound. Though still somewhat erected, Xander had momentarily forgotten his aching cock.

Now, if I may, let me stop here just a sec and point out, this is the kind of thing we are exploring here. See how women just... just plain dominate in this society. There is no question. No doubt.
This sprite Betaqh las has "claimed" Xander, and that's final. The only thing that can dare challenge her is another Betaqh woman. And yeah, that's another thing, Betaqh ladies seem to wield greater "general authority" than Taqh ladies, despite the fact that are not nearly as physically strong. Lanying is 5 feet 11½ inches and probably 150 pounds. She appears to be about Xander's age, in her 40s, maybe older. We will find out later. That young Taqh lady waitress is already 6 feet 5 inches and, at that time, weighed 160 pounds. But when full grown, she will achieve another inch or so to round out at 6 feet 6 inches, and weigh 270 pounds of bone-crushing muscle. Wait 'till you meet the lady Lanying found using her psychic methods! Anyway, those light and sprite Betaqh ladies can boss those big muscular amazon ladies all over the place. And they certainly can take authority over a mere Betaqh man or, more so, an even more mere Taqh man. (Can I say "more mere"?)
Betaqh are spiritually evolved. They master elemental magick, meditation, remote viewing, and out-of-body projection. They can call down spirits, special energies, and forces of nature. They have an energy that can, if they want, absorb into the energy of one less evolved. But most of them are judicious, and will not force Taqh people into inappropriate situations. After all, they know very well that if they do so, they will suffer setbacks in their evolvement.

Lanying perhaps has indeed found a very favorable situation for herself, the big mountain Taqh lady she found, and Xander. She will use her powers to at least, try setting up the situation she wants. But then the Universal Consciousness (The Creator's Consciousness; God, if you will) will then expect her to let the situation play out on its own, without her further control.
We will see how she does! Okay, back to it...

Xander cautiously ventured, "If... I am to go with you... what about mamma? And, my boss? She's a Betaqh lady, and she... likes very much my being there."
Lanying: "Oh, she really is Betaqh? I thought I detected it but hoped I was wrong. Hmm. I will... deal with her. Don't worry. As to your mamma, you should realize that eventually, you may be going on your own, especially if you find someone that you love to be with. I think you will love this gal I detected. She has a lustrous loving energy. There's room in her heart for both of us with plenty of luxurious room to spare. She lives in a shack with little electricity; we'll provide that, but, we'll be in luxury!"
Xander: "Gosh! How do you know all this?"
Lanying: "Um... that's hard to explain... I used a special meditation; I requested a Love-Jinn to help me find her... and you. I remote viewed with Love-Jinn's assistance, and actually projected my consciousness to her home in the mountains. It's very, very beautiful there! But wow, so remote. It'll be quite a little trip! We'll need a good car-built-for-2, and maybe your experience with cars will assist in choosing a good one. And don't worry about money, I have enough for all of what I am planning."
"Wow!", Xander breathed, fascinated with the process, what Lanying said, and with Lanying herself.

Lanying did indeed appear to be concerned about Xander's boss because she returned to that subject, asking, "You said you service cars; is that where you have a Betaqh boss?"
"Yeah..."
Lanying: "How did you get the job? Just, like, inquire? Did your mamma get it for you?"

Indeed in this dimension/world, mothers will sometimes be involved in their daughter's or, especially, son's early employment.
And sure enough, Xander replied, "My boss is a friend of my mamma's. She used to... and still does, hang out with mamma a lot. I fixed my boss's car once... that is, before she was my boss, and my mamma told me to. After that, a little later, mamma told me to start working for her."
Lanying: "Hmm... I see..."

After a few seconds, Lanying finally said, "I... will deal with her. You must come with me. The energies of the three of us; the gal in the mountains, you, me; this must be done!"

Lanying was assertive, but she seemed a bit worried, sure enough! If Xander's boss was a Taqh man, NO PROBLEM! If a Betaqh man, no problem. If his boss was a Taqh woman, somewhat touchy, but probably not much of a problem. But a Betaqh woman; uh-oh! That could be a problem! It would appear that the hierarchy, though not official, going from lowest to highest is (1) Taqh man, (2) Betaqh man, (3) Taqh woman, and (4) Betaqh woman.

Xander snuggled next to Lanying, enjoying her company, while she seemed a bit occupied. The day was certainly pleasant, and the scenery excellent. The slender Taqh lady waitress brought out their dishes. Xander was hungry and had forgotten his cock which was not bothering him at that time. Lanying ate and maybe forgot her concern over Xander's boss. Xander asked more about the trip. He was genuinely fascinated.

Xander: "So, we're really going to get a car-for-2 and, like, we're gonna go together and all?"
Cheerfully, probably happy that Xander was getting interested, replied, "Sure! Yeah, we'll be going together, we'll be eating in restaurants where available and staying in hotels together! And we'll picnic for when there is no hotel. And this; this is where I get a little creeped and want someone who's big and strong with me; sometimes, we'll have to camp! Especially as we penetrate the mountains deeper and deeper, we'll sort of leave civilization. I'm going to get a car-for-2 that has reclining seats for in-car camping. No way I'm sleeping in a tent! If some beastie gets after us, I want to be inside metal! And in a ready-to-go state, you know, we're already in the car; if something happens, we just start pedaling!"
Xander: "Wow! So, we're going to get a camp stove and other stuff like that? But no tent..."
Lanying: "Uh-huh! Love-Jinn gave me a suggested starter list while I was in meditation, and then a physical friend, uh, you know, to differentiate from a spirit, like a jinn, I say 'physical'; anyway, she gave me details of what to get."
Xander: "Is this friend a Betaqh lady, like you?"
Lanying: "Nope, she's a Taqh lady. Taqh people get into activities like camping a lot more than us Betaqh. She does camping, back-woods travel, and all sorts of those sports. So, she knows a lot."

Xander: "When are we going to get the car? And all the rest of that stuff?"
Lanying: "Right after we eat here! We'll just go to the car store after we finish eating. But first, I'm going by a shoe store to get a pair of stiletto heels. It's on the way anyway, and it's a kind of long walk. The shoe store will give us a little break."
Xander: "You're gettin' stiletto heels? You're barefooted now. Why suddenly the shoes?"
Lanying giggled replying, "Why not? Then my feet can be warm and cozy!"
Xander: "I just wondered. You're spending a lot of money for all these things; I just thought you wouldn't have any left for shoes. Or, at least, I thought maybe you might buy good hiking shoes, because, you know, we're goin' into some pretty remote places and, like, if the car breaks down, we'll have to walk and..."
Laughing, Lanying interrupted to say, "For something like that, I just as soon go barefooted. No, I'm getting stilettos so I can be taller than you!"
Xander chuckled, "Well gees! Here is my one chance to be taller than the gal I'm with, and you want to, like, neutralize it!"
"Of course!", Lanying laughed.

Sure enough, Lanying and Xander finished their meals and prepared to go. Lanying paid for the lunch and left a big tip for the young Taqh lady waitress.

Indeed, it was a long walk. Xander followed Lanying over hills, through lawns of apartments or businesses, crossing many streets and even crossing another park before she led him to the shoe store. The store was one with "mod" clothes and shoes, such as that might be in this dimension or world we find ourselves in. One thing for sure, whatever they considered "mod" or "normal", the theme always is skimpy. The mod clothes have louder colors, better fit, more interesting designs, but the main thing always is skimpy. It might even be more accurate to call the apparel "decorations" rather than "clothes".

First to come out to service Lanying, was a Taqh woman, dressed appropriately in the types of "decorations" that store sells. But she was barefooted and she disqualified herself as being able to help a customer with high heels, especially stilettos. Taqh women almost never wear high heels of any sort, or even shoes at all. She turned service of Lanying over to a Betaqh gal who was possibly the store's owner, or at least, manager.

This dainty Betaqh lady, who came forth to service Lanying, was wearing 4-inch stilettos herself. She was maybe only 5 feet even. Similar to the big Taqh gal, she was... dressed? Well, more like, she was "decorated" in the mod accoutrements typical of what the store sells. Other than her 4-inch stilettos, most remarkable was, first, her, um, ao dai... if you could call it that; it consisted of 2 panels of mesh, one in back and one in front. The loose mesh could be seen through. It was a highly reflective material, silvery-lavenderish in color. Each panel barely came down below her vulva level and they left several inches of hip exposed on either side. Her pert, tight little boobs were bare of course, with all manner of this and that bead work. Her hair, though nearly black, had a definite violet tinge to it, especially where it reflected. Additionally, her hair was up in a double-tiered bun that was set at the very top of her head. The buns had a pony-tail-like feature coming out, straight up, so that the ends of it were always moving about her head, sometimes in her face. It was very delightfully cute and it fascinated Xander. Her stilettos and the towered hair style helped add height to her dainty frame. She walked flawlessly and confidently in those 4-inchers on a floor that, in many areas, was hard, shiny and therefore, slick. Finally, this little lady had ample, shapely legs with muscles well honed by velomobile use. The 4-inch stilettos plus her hair had her at an overall height of something like 5 feet 7 inches. Her manner was confident, classy and dominant.

"Hi!" the dainty, sprite servicer greeted Lanying, "I am Chiaohui! I understand you're looking for high heels!"
Lanying: "Yes! Stilettos, actually. Like you're wearing!"
Chiaohui (巧慧); the actual pinyin is Qiaohui, but nobody in Canada or USA is going to know how to pronounce that right. Anyway, Chiaohui replied, "My gosh, big girl! You're already way up there! I'm craning my neck as it is. You wish to be even taller?"
Lanying: "Yeah! Taller than my man!"
Chiaohui: "He's a Taqh! You're already lucky you're nearly as tall as he! The difference is negligible!"
Lanying: "But I want to be taller!"

Chiaohui laughed a pretty laugh and replied, "Okay, okay Miss Height, we'll set you up. Since you are so close to his height, it should not take a really tall heel to get you up there. Look at me, on 4-inchers, and I'm still no way near his height! You're lucky!"

Chiaohui began bringing out high-heels. She started Lanying off with 3-inch stilettos, shiny black ones.

However, it soon became evident to Chiaohui that Lanying had little experience with walking in high heels. As Lanying unsteadily tried on 3-inch stilettos, Chiaohui commented, "You don't wear these often, do you? You better go with 2-inchers at first."
Lanying: "Oh, I'll be okay. I'm getting the hang of it, see? ... OOPS!" and she nearly fell when the spiky heel slipped from under her.
Chiaohui: "Honey, go with the 2-inchers, okay?"
Lanying: "I'm good. This floor's slick. When I'm outside on concrete or dirt, that won't happen. Now let me try the 4-inchers..."
Chiaohui: "Sweety!..."
Lanying: "It's okay! I learn fast!"
Chiaohui: "Wait here a sec, honey. Let me get our heavy-weight..."

The dainty Betaqh gal called upon the big muscular Taqh lady that had came to help Lanying the first time. The big gal was to assist Lanying in walking in 4-inch stilettos. The big gal held her muscular arm straight out for Lanying to hang on to as she tried on the stilettos. With the big gal's help and Chiaohui's coaching, Lanying did indeed begin to get the hang of it. She was still a bit unsteady, but okay, especially on the portions of floor that were carpeted.

Lanying finally performed the ultimate test. "Stand, Xander! Come here!", she directed her seated man. He walked from the chairs over to the carpeted area of the floor then stood for a height comparison.
Lanying stood at a dizzying 6 feet 4 inches, 4 inches over Xander! "YES!", she exclaimed.
The big Taqh lady smiled and Chiaohui giggled.

Chiaohui invited, "Sweety, sit down a minute, let me do a simple little thing to your hair."
Lanying: "Okay! Sure!"

Lanying walked back to the chairs. She left the carpeted floor. The big Taqh gal, perhaps just a tad inattentive, allowed Xander to walk between her and Lanying. Lanying had been doing fairly well on the carpeted floor. Lanying was careful on the slick, hard floor. However, when she began to sit, one of the heels flew out from under her.
"EEEHH!", Lanying uttered as she fell into Xander. That knocked him over into the hands of the muscular Taqh gal. She helped both of them to their feet. She then took a hold of Lanying's hand and assisted her to sit.

Giggling, Chiaohui brought a few hair-related accessories and went to work on Lanying's hair.
Chiaohui: "Now honey, this is going to be quick and lean, but this'll get more height out of you! Later, my friend who has the salon just next door, will fix you up. But this'll do you for the rest of today!"

As Chiaohui began to lift up Lanying's hair in order to form a bun, she noticed something interesting.
Chiaohui: "OH! Your ears! They crest to little points! That's darling! Are they natural?"
Lanying: "Uh, yeah... Yes. Why, you think they're... darling?"
Chiaohui: "Yeah! So cute! A lot of chicks want this! You didn't know? Some get plastic surgery done on their ears to be pointed like this! I wouldn't do a surgery myself for some kind of change, but a lot of chicks do! And here you are with them here naturally, and you've got 'em covered! Missy! You should have been wearing your hair up a long time ago!"

Apparently surprised but delighted with Chiaohui's reaction, Lanying giggled. She remarked, "I didn't know this was such a big deal! My mother has them, so does my cousin, and, well, a lot of folks."
Chiaohui: "Where do you live? Is it, like, way in the boonies?"
Lanying: "Not way, way out, but... yeah, it's out there a ways. I live in the woods in a small place. My mother does too, about a mile from me."
Chiaohui: "They all have these darling ears?"
Lanying: "Not all, but many."
Chiaohui: "Wow! There are chicks, mostly of our kind, you know, the Betaqh, that would and do give thousands of dollars for ears like yours!"
Lanying: "My goodness!"...

Huh! Well then, it seems that in this dimension or world, ears with noticeable points on them are some kind of high-fashion thing. Indeed, as we see Lanying's hair formed into a bun and therefore, lifted away from her face, we do see that Lanying's ears are somewhat "elf-like", as we would describe it. Lanying's ears do rise to definite points on each of their upper-rear portions.

This way, Lanying's cute little elf ears can be seen. And the hair style adds to her height. Click on the picture will produce larger version.

Xander watched as Chiaohui skillfully formed Lanying's hair into a high-set bun, with some hair arranged into a little flower-fountain coming out of the bun. Pretty little clips and bands held her hair in that manner.

Xander: "Wow, Madam Chiaohui, you do that so good!"
The big Taqh muscle woman agreed, "Yeah! Chiaohui is talented with everything!"
Chiaohui giggled as she worked on Lanying's hair.

A customer then came in, a well built Taqh woman.

"Big sweety!", Chiaohui ordered the Taqh lady, "Check her out!"

The big Taqh woman left them to see to the woman of her type that just came in.

As Chiaohui worked on Lanying's hair, Lanying spoke up to ask, "Chiaohui?"
"Yes, Honey?", Chiaohui replied.
"Do you, um... do you know how to..."
Chiaohui: "Know how to what?"
Lanying: "Do you know how to... um", and she said this part softly, "fist a Taqh?"

Madam Chiaohui is recreating next to a lake, near Central Capital. She got there by velomobile of course. Here, her hair is down from the bun she usually keeps it in, but she retains high heels. Note deep blue hair. Click on the picture will produce larger version.

Chiaohui stopped working on Lanying's hair and leaned over to look Lanying closely in the face. Chiaohui grinned impishly.
"Missy", Chiaohui began softly as she caressed Lanying's jaw line and then gently pinched her pointed ears. After a hesitation, Chiaohui replied softly, " yes "

Chiaohui continued work on Lanying's hair. She then asked, "Do you wanna learn? Got somebody special? I thought he was."
Lanying: "He's... a gift for her. And, I want to know how to... do that."

Chiaohui hesitated work on Lanying's hair a moment, caressed the rear of Lanying's neck then softly replied, "You see that big female mountain of muscle over there?"
Lanying: "The customer? Or the, um, clerk?"
Chiaohui: "The clerk, my gal there!"
Lanying: "Yeah..."
Chiaohui: "I'll demonstrate on her for you! Can you be here about eight?"
Lanying: "Let's see... Yeah! Sure!"
Chiaohui: "Okay then! That's when I close. You come here at that time. I give big Wilma a fisting every evening just after closing. It keeps her here working for me, and she also escorts me home. I love walking in the evening air, but I'm a little nervous. Obviously with her, I'm safe. So, you be here, and I'll show you how to do it! Let you practice on her! Give her two fistings this evening! I'll fist her first to demonstrate how it's done, then you. She'll love that!"

Xander was listening to all of that most intently. That sounded exciting!

Chiaohui completed Lanying's hair.
"You like it, big sugar?", Chiaohui asked Xander.
"Yeah! Man! That's sexy! Of course she was sexy already anyway. And, I too love her ears!"

Chiaohui laughed heartily then said, "Oh! He's so cute! Yes! This is the way she should set her hair, as often as possible. These adorable naturally pointed ears are to die for!"

Lanying paid some 450 dollars for glossy, crimson red, 4-plus-inch stilettos. To pay for those stilettos, Lanying took out a small disk, about 1 inch in diameter, from a hidden locket that was apparently held by her blouse, on the inside, between her pert boobs. Chiaohui took it, inserted it in a computer peripheral, and the shoes were paid for. Some kind of Shasheerian debit-, uh, disk? Anyway, after that the transaction was complete.

Lanying insisted on wearing the stilettos right away. The big Taqh lady, apparently named Wilma, assisted Lanying across the hard shiny part of the floor. Once outside on concrete, Lanying did indeed appear to be okay... almost.

Xander and Lanying, in her towering stilettos, continued their walking trip. Her desire to be taller than Xander was certainly met. The top of Lanying's head was 3 inches over Xander's. Counting in the bun and "fountain" on top of her head, her over all height was 6 feet 5 or more inches.
Next stop, the velomobile (car) store.

Lanying was unsteady in her stilettos at first, but sure enough, she caught on quickly, and was walking confidently in them. She quickly learned, however, that walking through grass or dirt means flexing those calf muscles and staying on the balls of the feet. Otherwise, down into the earth those stilettos will go!

Again, it was quite a distance! Over hills and gullies, through yards of apartments and businesses and crossing many streets and yes, yet another park, they arrived at the particular velomobile store Lanying had in mind.
In a few spots, Lanying removed her stilettos for negotiating rough ground. They had to leap over streams, gullies, scramble up embankments and climb over fences. Many of the scantily dressed Shasheerian folk, Taqh and Betaqh gals and guys, noticed Lanying... somewhat. Lanying would stand out like a bright red flower upon a gray background in "our" society, but in this dimension or planet, she was not that out of the ordinary. Mostly her elf-like ears attracted attention.

The velomobile store that Lanying approached seemed a bit oriented for camping and long trips. They had specialized "touring velomobiles", four-wheel types with trunk space that was larger than usual. They had seats that could fully recline for sleeping in the velomobile. Right next door to the velomobile store was a camping store.

A "car" store in this land is more like a top notch bicycle store in "our" world, at least in Canada and USA. Velomobiles take up more room than bicycles, especially the multiple-rider types. So these store tend to be bigger than a typical bicycle store.

Xander did not know what the source of Lanying's money was, but he enjoyed shopping with her. The mod clothing store was cool, with its two interesting workers. And now this was even cooler! Xander was admiring some pretty dogone nice machines in there!

And, as always in this dimension, the personnel are fascinating. In most stories, elaborate descriptions of a clerk or sales person probably would not take place. But in this account, we're just not in Kansas any more, that's all there is to it! Thus once again, we have the following...
The sales lady came out to help Xander and Lanying choose a velomobile. She was buck, stark naked nude, all 6 feet 7 inches and 300 muscular pounds of her! Huge thigh muscles rippled, more like thundered, with each step she took. Man! One could easily imagine her getting into one of those velomobiles and peeling rubber on take off! The legs of these people are their engines! And this gal looked like she packed some horse-power!

And yet, she was soft spoken, barely audible, and acted shy around Lanying, affording much respect to her. She had a smooth roundish face with big sparkling blue eyes that were almost concealed by her pinkish-blond bangs. Her hair was up in two sweeping tails, set kind of high. Barefooted and absolutely not wearing a stitch, the only non-body thing on her at all were the two little bands or clasps that held her two pony tails.

With her hands clasped in front of her, this mega-blond bowed deeply and said, "Madam, my name is Reita. Please allow me to assist in helping you choose a vehicle today. I can answer any technical question you may have, for I myself am a service tech. This is my sales floor day."

Obviously delighted with such nice manners, Lanying bowed a bit to and replied, "Okay, Reita honey! I can indeed use your help!"

Lanying turned to point out a certain velomobile but one of her stilettos slipped on the hard, shiny floor. Lanying fell right into the ample bosom of Reita. With no effort at all, of course, Reita caught Lanying and held her steady. To Reita, Lanying must have been feather-light.
Giggling, Lanying's hands grasped here and there upon the huge expanse of Reita's body while she righted herself. Inadvertently, one of Lanying's hands came right down on one of Reita's huge tits. Lanying's hand grasped a bit. It looked so small on that gigantic boob. The tit filled the entirety of the space of Lanying's cupped hand.
"Mmmm", Reita uttered as her eyes closed a bit. She appeared to enjoy the grab on her tit.
"OH! Sorry!", Lanying giggled, "It's my new shoes! I'm not quite used to them yet! These darn ol' slick floors is something I just haven't quite mastered yet!"
Reita sweetly offered, "Madam, hold on to me..." Reita offered her muscular arm for Lanying to hold on to.
"Thank you, Reita!", Lanying replied as she held on Reita's arm... and felt over the muscles a bit. "Gosh! You're so strong!", Lanying complimented.
"Oh, madam!", Reita chuckled. She added shyly, "And, your ears are so cute!"
"Oh", Lanying uttered, smiling, "Thank you!" Lanying had perhaps forgot that her ears were viewable with her new hair style.

Xander sure found the sight of Lanying clinging onto big Reita interesting. He was beginning to get a hardon which he was trying to conceal.

So, tall willowy and limber Lanying held on to big sturdy Reita while she showed them velomobiles. Reita was indeed helpful and protective. Every so often, a stiletto heel would slip out from under Lanying, due to the shiny floor, causing Lanying to fall against and hold tight onto Reita.

Fitting a velomobile-for-2 to a Taqh person and a Betaqh person would have normally be tricky for Reita, but not in this case. Xander and Lanying were, in fact, nearly the same height.
Before long, Reita pointed out a model of touring velomobile-for-2 that had a rear (or stoker's) seat that appeared made for a bit heavier person than the front seat. It was indeed a model specifically designed for Taqh-Betaqh relationships, usually in the form of a big Taqh women with a dainty Betaqh lover.

Reita helped Lanying into the front cockpit of the velomobile while Xander scrambled into the rear. Lanying removed her stilettos and put them in a shoe compartment beside the seat. She set her feet into the form-fitting pedals which are sort of like shoes themselves. Once situated, they found the fit of the seats perfect. The seat-adjustment range was just right for Xander in the rear, and Lanying in the front.

The style of this velomobile was super streamlined, meaning that the air-flow form enclosed Xander and Lanying in one continuous torpedo-like shape. Lanying sat in the "nose cone" area, with windshield 160 degrees from left to right and extending pretty far to the front. A standing person could look down on the velomobile and see much of Lanying's body, down to about her knees. And if somewhat in front, the viewer could see the bare vulva under Lanying's teensy skirt. However, the windshield had a slight one-way reflectivity to it which made clear viewing of Lanying difficult. But she could be seen somewhat, never the less. That was fine with her. Xander only had two slender windows, one on each side, to see out of. Both Lanying's and Xander's positions had doors that opened on the left in a "gull-wing" manner.

Flexible solar panels were built right into the upper, nonwindshield surfaces of this velomobile. The panels were not for any kind of motors, they were not big enough for that. The panels were to keep the accessories battery charged.

They tried the fully reclining seats. Indeed, quite comfortable. However, one could imagine an entire night on such a narrow bed might be restrictive, but easily livable. Camping and related is roughing it, right? With thick blankets and pillows, the basic reclining seats could be made quite comfortable indeed.

"This is comfortable!", Xander remarked.
"Yes", Lanying agreed as she set her seat back up in a riding position, "And the view is cool! Great visibility! Can we test ride it?"
"Sure, madam!", Reita replied cheerfully, "I will accompany in my car, that is required. Now, let me roll you to the back lot..."
"Okay, big sugar Reita!", Lanying cheerfully agreed.

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