Once on the highway, they struck a nice cadence and breezed along at 35 mph. Both Xander and Lanying pedaling made it easy.

This highway had light traffic. Occasional velomobile after occasional velomobile was seen going the opposite direction. On their lane (going their direction), they slowly approached a big trailer from behind. When Xander and Lanying overtook and passed, they saw the huge trailer was being towed by a single rider velomobile with a big muscular woman pedaling inside.

On the other hand, from behind came a single rider velomobile that overtook and passed Xander and Lanying. It passed pretty quickly. It was being pedaled by a gal, as big and powerful looking as the one who was pulling the trailer before. Later, they were passed again, much more slowly, by a single rider being pedaled by a guy.

Later, Xander and Lanying began to encounter dusk. When they had pedaled a good 55 minutes, Lanying called break. Lanying waited until she could not see any other traffic. She then pulled over and, again, parked behind some bushes. To reach the bushes that time, they had to bounce and trundle along a considerable amount of meadow. They ended up 100 feet away from the road.

Lanying and Xander got out. Right away, Xander got behind Lanying and held her gently from behind. She let him do it and enjoyed it; including his fingers on her tits.
"Gee! This is beautiful!" Lanying commented, "And look at the peaks!"
To the east, with the sun behind them to the west and setting, the majestic peaks of "The Wall" glowed a brilliant orange. Where they stood, the sun was blocked by the low mountains to the west. So at this point, there was no direct sun.

Xander took a deep breath. "Mmm, it smells so good here!"
"Yeah," Lanying agreed, "nice and wild and natural!"

Mixed scents of grass, flowers, and even soil entertained their nostrils. A significant breeze was blowing. There appeared to be waves coursing through the vast natural meadows, almost like a sea. And, it was getting a bit coolish! Lanying firmly backed to and leaned on Xander. She tried to plaster herself to his front for warmth, but a big thick rod was in the way. Xander's pounding erection wedged between Lanying's butt buns. He began to hump it a little bit.
"Stop moving, big sugar", urged Lanying sweetly, "When we get to the hotel, you can fuck and fuck and fuck me until your head caves in!"
"Okay, pretty fairy!" Xander gently agreed, but his cock was aching.
"You're gonna call me that too, huh?" Lanying cheerfully asked.
"It sounds cute! It fits you!"
Lanying: "Those big gals, I understand. But I'm just about as tall as you. I'm not that 'fairyish' compared to you, sugar."
"Oh, but a fairy isn't necessarily small. Elves can very tall. It's just that you're so pretty, so graceful, so awesomely sexy!"
"Aw, you big sugar! I wanna have you for supper tonight!"
"Then you won't have me any more," Xander pointed out, chuckling.
Lanying giggled, "Yeah, and that's the only reason I don't eat you! But I'm gonna have some blood!"
"Uh-oh!" Xander chuckled.

Lanying was feeling the chill. She snuggled tightly against Xander. But that huge throbbing rod that was wedged between her butt buns was beginning to drip prefuck juice on her upper butt buns.
Ignoring that, and resisting her own desire to fuck, Lanying called end of break.

"Put that fuck force of yours into pedaling, big sugar!" Lanying advised.
"Okay," Xander replied in a quivering voice.
They secured themselves into their velomobile and slowly pedaled out of the meadow and onto the road.

After they were underway, the night began to manifest earnestly then. The full moon rose from behind the mountains of "The Wall". It was bright and lit the meadows almost bright enough to see some colors. That was nice, because as they pedaled, they could still see the beautiful scenes.

They did NOT turn on headlights. There is no law to do so. The lights run off a battery that is charged during the day by the flexible built in solar panels of the velomobile. So they must conserve. Only under difficult conditions would they turn on the headlights. Lanying did turn on clearance lamps, however. On velomobiles of this dimension, the clearance lamps are LEDs and of different colors, according to position on the velomobile. Front ones are deep violet. Rear lamps are red. A line of lamps on the left side are amber or orangish. A line of lamps on the right side are green. So an oncoming velomobile is clearly seen, and delightfully colorful.
Man! I love this dimension!
Anyway, they pedaled on under moonlight with only LED clearance lamps on.

As they progressed, forests and the highly scenic, sweeping vistas of the moonlit wild meadows began to be interspersed with farm fields. On a high area of ground, a field with some 30 huge wind generators was encountered. They were clear in the moonlight and their blades were moving quite vigorously. Power lines interconnected the generators and all led to a building. The building had 3 tall stacks, like smoke stacks, but no smoke issued forth. Then from the building, a pipe came out and then was part of the highway after that point. The pipeline paralleled the highway the rest of the way to Villa of Lantoqh. Later on, a huge expanse of solar panels was encountered. Again, all cabling led to some kind of plant out of which emerged a pipe. That pipe joined the pipe paralleling the road. Its diameter increased. The pipe was just above the ground most of the time. The pipeline would go underground for driveways of farms and occasionally for no obvious reason. More solar farms and wind generator fields were encountered. Soon there were 2 pipelines, one on each side of the road.

Farms were giving way to buildings and homes. The pipes went off in another direction. Before long, they were definitely in Villa of Lantoqh. Once again, we need a "visualization check". Toss out your idea of street lamps glaring all over the place. Streets are lined with red LEDs. Here and there, small white-light LED spot lights lit key areas, such as intersections and the like. So it remained almost as dark in the town as in the country. Light came from the LED sources and from windows. Signs were not glaring bright as "we" are familiar with. Instead, the very letters of the signs glowed gently, in various deep and dramatic colors.
Much like one of "us" in "our" world would do, Lanying chose a hotel mostly by just how it generally impressed her; not an entirely accurate way to do it. And it is not made easier by the fact that there are no familiar "chain hotels" (like in "our" world, Holiday Inn, Howard Johnson, Ramada and so on). Their dimension has little or no franchise businesses. All are strictly locally owned and operated.

Lanying had already asked Xander to cease pedaling while she pedaled herself, slowly, looking for a hotel. She even U-turned once and scanned the area again. Finally she opted for one that had deep purple letters gently glowing "Chatmun" which was later found out to mean "7 gates".

Lanying steered her velomobile into the parking area of it. Upon exiting, she put on her microskirt and string tank-top.
In the lobby, a clock showed 9:15, indeed well after dark. The lady that tended them was, of course, a towering mountain of muscle. She was characterized by silky blond hair, sparkling blue eyes and very fair skin, porcelain-smooth. However, surprise! She actually wore something that had a 2-digit number of square inches for the area of cloth it contained; perhaps a record so far.
It was a dark blue material festooned with sparkling things. Something like a skirt, it was composed of 2 triangles of cloth with their bases on the decorative string that lay low on her hips. The points of the triangles of cloth came one-third down the outer side of her thighs. The apexes of the bases of the triangles overlapped slightly in two places; squarely in front and squarely in back. That left a view of her well-built vulva and ample butt bunns. So again, the clothing does not cover anything. It is mere decoration. On her shoulders were sparkling tassels. They came down, parting around her huge boobs and around her muscular shoulders. Again, the "clothes" were for decoration only, they did not cover anything. But the amount of material in the two triangles of cloth must be a record so far for the total square inches of clothing seen on a man or woman.

She kept looking at Lanying and smiling, and giving her special attention. "Are you from Central Capital?" she asked once.
"Sure am!", Lanying cheerfully replied, "My guy and I are on a long trip!"
The big gal wanted to service Lanying any way she could. Carrying things, holding her hand while going up the stairs, and so on. Although Lanying did not need these, she let her do it because it seemed to give the big gal pleasure.

Surprisingly, the hotel had a transactor with which Lanying could use her disk. She used it to pay for the room, in order to conserve the "real" money that they had procured earlier.
"How do you all connect to the Diginet way out here?" Lanying asked.
The big, voluptuous attendant replied softly, "On high mountain to east, there is huge dish antenna. It supplies some business and the Diginet Center with Diginet access."

After settling in the room, Xander and Lanying walked to a nearby restaurant for supper. Lanying wore her microskirt and a long-sleeved blouse. She also wore her 4-inch stilettos. Xander wore a brief bikini with mesh back.
The restaurant had quite a few other customers, so the waitresses or other personnel did not have time to be so curious about Lanying. The only slightly remarkable event was when another customer, big blond muscle woman (as usual), asked Lanying "Are you a Zephyran?"
"Uh, no, I'm a Betaqh woman from near Central Capital." Lanying answered.
"Oh yes, that explains it. I thought you were too small to be a Zephyran. Got the same beautiful skin and deep black hair though! You're very pretty!"
Lanying was curious about that, but the lady was on the way out with her company so she could not ask any more questions.

After supper, Xander and Lanying returned to their room. The second-story room was comfortable, it had television from Central Capital supplied by the town's Diginet connection, and the room was lit by white-light LEDs.
After a bath that they took together, indeed Xander fucked and fucked and fucked Lanying, double-fucking once and, after a break, fucking once again. Lanying got in a lot of orgasms, several blood-letting bites and consumed considerable amounts of Xander's blood.

In the morning, there was a beautiful view, looking northeast, of those mountains of "The Wall". Xander was up early enough to see the spectacular view of those mountains silhouetted to a beautiful sunrise. The colors were rich and deep, ranging from orange-red and graduating to seemingly violet above. He thought about waking Lanying to see it, but decided not to because she needed her sleep. Unfortunately, a little later, the sun rising over the mountains made for an eye-wincing glare for a couple hours until it ascended higher. Then there was the normal snow-capped peaks against the cobalt-blue sky. Lanying's sleeping late caused her to miss the spectacular morning "show". Oh well, she will see plenty of great sights during the trip.

After breakfast, they returned to the room for a bit of rest before continuing. Then they checked out and went to their velomobile, secured in and they were on their way.
Because Xander fucked Lanying a couple times, Lanying told Xander he can sleep a while until she pedals them out of town. He reclined his seat, pulled a sheet over himself and fell into a nice sleep.

The highway NS32 was smaller north of Villa of Lantoqh than south. The farm fields thinned out more quickly and they were in wild meadows and woods in a shorter distance than the approach from the south.

Their velomobile trip begins to get a bit rough now. Lanying and Xander found vegetables; leaves, tender green twigs, tender grass, and maybe roots along with water from a stream for lunch. The vegetables are boiled over a small portable stove that uses alcohol for fuel.

By the "noon" break (after four 50-minute pedalings interspersed with 10-minute rests), they were in the middle of nowhere on a road barely 4 feet wide. They had not seen any other velomobiles for over an hour. There were no towns, no farms, no nothing. So, they had to begin using their camping provisions. They stopped next to a small stream. The water was questionable but was going to be used for cooking, so it was okay. Lanying found some vegetables, just growing around, and cooked them on the alcohol-burning little stove they brought. Remember, these people are strictly vegetarian anyway.
They both enjoyed a lunch that turned out to be very nice after all. After eating, Xander was aroused by Lanying's agile, fit, awesome body. She gave her permission and he furiously fucked Lanying then laid in the velomobile to sleep a while. Hopefully he would recover enough to assist with pedaling by the time the noon break was over.

Into the fifth pedaling time by about 20 minutes, a 3-foot wide road that crossed NS32 was encountered. There were no signs visible. Lanying stopped and studied the map. She was fairly sure that the road was EW12. Upon exiting the velomobile, Lanying spotted a rotting sign post, laying in the grass and bushes. Xander tramped around in the bushes and recovered the sign itself. He had to tug and pull to wrest the sign from the forest brush that was attempting to claim it. Fortunately, it was of a metal that did not rust. Barely discernible was the chipped and faded painting of "EW12". So yep, that was it. They re-entered the velomobile and turned right to go east and directly toward "The Wall".

It was paved, barely. Cracks, fissures, pot-holes and even short segments of no pavement at all made for slowed going. It was fairly well graded and not too twisty most of the time. But going east had them crossing mountain ridges directly.

They crossed some low ridges, not much more than large hills. But a significant ridge loomed ahead. It was not part of "The Wall", but it promised to be a hellish climb.

Remarkable were the animals of the area. They felt like they were in some kind of zoo, almost. The following little beasties were seen: Two or three times, a flock of rabbits. One time they saw another bunch of those 18-inch-tall dinosaur-looking things like they saw the day before. A few times a bright reddish-orange fox ran across the road ahead as they approached. Countless tiny lizards were seen. They would scurry off the road at their approach. Once, a Lynx crossed the road ahead. It was about 3-1/2 feet long. The most significant thing they saw, was an 8-foot-long cat of some sort, like a mountain lion. It was near the road. It watched them closely as they passed. Just as they passed, the cat sort of did a bluff-lunge and let out a screech.
"Wanna stop and take a picture of that?", Xander asked in joking.
"I... don't think so!", Lanying replied.

Definitely, it was a wild place with many naturally occurring animals. But they were no threat to them for the most part.

They were careful in choosing the spot for the 10-minute break. They stopped in a clear area that was also on a hill top. Remaining naked, Lanying strolled around, keeping close to the velomobile. Xander wanted to fuck, but she held him back with "I need your muscles, big sugar!"

They wound up the break uneventfully and continued. After some time, they then approached that very high ridge which they knew they would eventually have to climb. And climb, they did! The road twisted, hair pined and switch-backed all the way up, and was very steep. They huffed and puffed their way up, using the velomobile's lowest "granny gears". Finally, they reached the top.
Just before the ridge, they had already taken a 10-minute break. So they were in their seventh pedaling period. When they reached the top, they had another 5-10 minutes to go. But they went ahead and took the break. They needed it!

The grand vista was breath taking! The sun was setting to the west. The peaks of "The Wall" were taking on a bright orange. The valley below them was already in the shadow of the very mountain they were on top of. So already, it was dusk for anyone down there. They gazed at those awesome mountains of "The Wall". Sure enough, their next climb would be, "The Wall"!

During the whole time since turning onto EW12, no other velomobiles had been seen.
Xander asked Lanying, "Are we ever gonna see any more towns?"
Lanying: "According to the map, yes. Let me see..."

Naked Lanying climbed up on a rock formation to scan the area east of them in the valley below. She tried to make out signs of a town that the map "promised" would be there, at the foot of the climb up "The Wall". A gale wind was making it hard for Lanying to stand steady enough to look. There was also a sheer cliff nearby. Xander climbed partially up, braced himself and held her hand.
"I see it!", Lanying announced, "Yes. Very small, but, I see it. We'll find a hotel there for tonight, and tackle that monster tomorrow!"
"Good idea!" Xander enthusiastically agreed.

Ain't travel in Shasheer fun!? I think, if I do get a ticket there, I'll pass on a trip like Lanying and Xander are doing, thank you very much!

Lanying's fit, brown, agile naked body aroused Xander. When she came down off the rock, Xander "helped" her. She did not need help, after all, she got up there herself. But, he offered it anyway. While "helping" her by grasping her from behind, he tried to "accidentally" set her down on his hardened dick. She saw what he was doing and pushed away just enough to avoid her hole from being "filled". Giggling she remarked, "Nice try, big sugar! But you're not to try to force your Mistress into fucking! So, I shall have to spank you!"

Hanging on Xander's arm, Lanying stepped over behind him and whacked his firm butt buns a few times.
"Mmmm! I love the way they jiggle!" she commented and then whacked a few more times.
They were significant whacks too; they stung and made his butt reddish.

Xander chuckled and bowed, "I'm sorry, Mistress Lanying!" As he bowed, his own dick poked him in the stomach.
Giggling, Lanying replied, "That's okay, big sugar! But I keep telling you, you always pass out after fucking, but I need you to help pedal! While it is true that I am intelligent, know magic, am tall, sexy, beautiful and strong..." and while saying these, she was wiggling her hips, pretend-humping and everything else, "But even I need help with this big thing. And sometimes, I might need help to get out fast. You saw that big cat back there before. He didn't do anything but watch us, but, you never know what's next in this place..."
Lanying's voice had turned soft while she gazed at his throbbing pole.
Xander agreed, "Okay".

Lanying grasped his big cock and hung on to it, kind of swinging around. She cooed, "Of course, we do have a long downhill... I suppose you could get your sleep done during that..."

Lanying grinned impishly while she looked into Xander's eyes. He smiled too.
"Go ahead, big sugar! Fuck the fire outa me!"

Lanying leaned over a convenient rock and presented her shapely brown butt and swollen, glistening wet labias for his pleasure. Xander hungrily shoved his pole deep in her and humped furiously. Three of her screaming orgasms later, he was yelping out his pleasure along with hers. Their screams and yells echoed off the surrounding mountains and woods.

Relieved and profoundly relaxed, Xander stumbled back to his seat in the velomobile and passed out. Lanying remained outside for a while and sat on the ground with her back against a rock with her firm muscular legs spread. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth of gratification a couple minutes.

It appears that Lanying, as with any other woman met in this dimension, need only a few minutes to clear their head after a nice fuck. Lanying stood up, stretched luxuriantly (Wow, Xander missed that show!) and twirled around a couple times from the energy of exuberance.
"Alone" again, with Xander completely comatose because of her cunt, Lanying secured herself into the velomobile. She looked back lovingly to sleeping Xander. His seat was reclined and he had covered himself with a sheet.
Smiling, Lanying muttered softly, "Big fucking sweet sugar!"

Lanying had to pedal a short ways until the downhill began. After that, it was all steering and braking for the next 30 minutes. Due to the twisty, switch-back-riddled road, she had to keep her speed well checked. In some places, the velomobile was mere feet away from a sheer cliff.

Upon finishing the descent it was getting dark. And this was compounded by the fact that now they were lower and under a canopy of trees. The peaks of "The Wall" could be seen between trees. The peaks were glowing bright orange from a setting sun which was no longer viewable by them. The peaks were so bright, the shadowing almost resembled morning. Lanying woke up Xander.
"Get up, you!" she ordered, "It's gettin' creepy! Be ready to zoom out on a moment's notice!"

Xander stretched, removed his sheet and set his seat back up for pedaling. They continued to follow the twisty road.

They continued to see animals. Most were harmless. They spotted a number of deer or deer-like creatures.
At one point, wolves got after them again. They did not give real hard chase, but they were glad they were inside something! The wolves jumped up, sometimes whomped against the velomobile. They perhaps tried to bite it, but there is nothing sticking out to bite. They probably thought the velomobile was just an intruder of significant size that they wanted to drive out of their territory.
The troubling thing is that their speed was reduced due to the twisting nature of the road and all of its cracks, fissures, and potholes. On a straighter road, they could hit over 50 mph and drop these suckers. But they were stuck with no faster than 30 mph. At that speed, a wolf can keep up. But after a couple thousand feet, they gave up anyway.

Fifteen minutes later, while there was still good enough light to see clearly and perceive colors, a most fascinating, although nerve-jarring, creature was spotted. An 8-foot-tall reptile, a standing up type, you know, kind of bird-like, was right in the road in front of them.
"MY GAD! LOOK AT THAT!", exclaimed Lanying.
Xander had to move his head around to see past Lanying through the windshield. He saw it and went "GOOD HEAVENS!"

Again, I would describe it as "dinosaur-like"; in fact, it freaking was a dinosaur! I don't think they went extinct in this dimension! It was an awesome sight, though. It was bright red with orange and yellow-orange highlights. The scales were shiny and clean looking. Nice, actually. But, what about passing by it?

Lanying stopped pedaling. Xander continued pedaling but at less force. The velomobile slowed. Lanying asked, "You think we should go by it slowly? Shall we turn around and try here again later? Or do we gun for it?"
"Wait", Xander advised, "Look!"

The bright red beastie almost like "politely" moved off the road for them. By gosh, it even appeared to bow. Nah, just a trick of the eyes. The critter watched them as they passed by. They kept their speed regular. Whatever it was seemed to have no ill intention.
Just at the last second, Lanying finally had the presence of mind to grab her camera and, in a very hasty manner, snap away a still photo. "I hope that comes out! I'm not going back there to attempt another!"

They kept pedaling, smooth and easy. Whatever it was did not attempt to follow.
"I don't mind tellin' you", Lanying commented, "This trip's beginning to get a little hairy!"
"Aren't we supposed to be getting to a town?" asked Xander.
"Yes, but the way this road goes this way and that, the distance is doubled. I don't know when we can get there!"

As darkness continued to manifest, the scene became boogery, yet in its way, beautiful. Now they were in a situation where they needed a little bit of headlight. There are 2 headlights on their vehicle, both white-light LED clusters; a smallish one for close up, and a bigger one for lighting a general area ahead. They were sort of the equivalents to low and high beams that "we" are familiar with, but not quite. Lanying only turned on the small headlight for close up work. She had to watch for the many potholes, gaping cracks and sections without pavement. She did not want to encounter any of those at speed. The last thing they needed way out here in this creepy wilderness was a broken velomobile. She kept off all the clearance lamps. There were just no other vehicles out here at all so there was no need for any kind of lighting except for their own needs.

This is a "general purpose" sunrise or sunset scene as seen in the deep woods. It was made by the sysop. He says he has actually seen this many times in the years he has lived in the woods or camped. But what Lanying and Xander saw was similar to this, just that, the mountains were more jagged.

Lanying tried the radio. Thanks to being evening and being well over 100 miles away from Central Capital (and thus past the ionospheric skip zone), radio stations from Central Capital were coming in clear. That gave some comfort. At least they have not yet dropped off into another dimension!
"GASP!" What if they dropped off to that hellish dimension Xander dreamed about!? Aiya! Eeeks!
Hm, that's "our" dimension... well, with religions, religious wars, petroleum terrors, metal meteors zooming along at breakneck speeds, and judges with minds of a poisonous viper, it is hellish!!!
But I digress...

Well they wound around and twisted, climbed up and down several significant hills. It got darker and darker. The problem is that the moon will rise an hour later than the day before. That will cast them into darkness until it gets over those imposing mountains of "The Wall", and that was going to take a while. At this point, they loomed way up there! One almost had to crane the neck to see. Later at last, the moon just did begin to peak over the gaps between the peaks. It began to get a little lighter, all be it "silvery". Then, just a little later and finally... it almost sneaked up on them! But there it was, Villa of Moon... they hoped. There was no sign. Wait, maybe there was...

By "sneaked up", I mean suddenly there were wood-framed structures on either side of the street. There were no farm fields like before, that had been "heralding" the approach to towns.
"Stop pedaling, sugar, let me do some maneuvering..." Lanying sweetly requested Xander.

She stopped and performed a turn-about maneuver to go back out a piece. Then, turning about again, she proceeded slowly with the large headlight on and the small one off. Yep, there one was, a rotting, splintered, leaning-way-over sign almost entirely claimed by bushes. Lanying stopped, backed a bit and made small steering adjustments to center the headlight on the sign. They could just make out a "V", parts of the rest of the word "Villa", and most of the word "Moon". The "Moon" word was visible thanks to the fact that whomever made the sign, carved out the letters of "Moon" before painting them. That made it more legible despite faded and washed off paint.

Lanying pedaled on ahead then, and returned to the area of the buildings. She slowed to creeping. But, everything was dark...

"You reckon nobody's here?" Xander asked.
"I don't know," Lanying responded automatically, "There should be... oh, there, there's a little light..."

Not daring to leave the velomobile, they both strained their eyes to see what the light was. It was coming from the window of some building to the right. It appeared to be a candle. (How quaint!)
"Cut your lights!" Xander urged. Lanying did so. Their velomobile went dark. Only the moonlight glistened off its reflective surface. Lanying also completely turned off the radio so she could hear the outside.
"There don't seem to be any vacancies" Xander whispered.
"There doesn't seem to be any hotel even!" Lanying whispered.

Then, they noticed movement from the area in which the candle burned. A silhouette of a naked woman passed by it. The door opened. Out came a big mountain of female muscle. She approached slowly. Even under the moonlight, they made out a friendly expression on her face.
She spoke in some strange accent. "Doest thou need rrrooms?" (The "rrr" indicates trilling, as with a Scottish accent.)
Lanying opened a small access panel below the windshield to speak through. She replied, "Um, yes... we do! Is there a hotel?"
"Yon building behind me is hotel. It is my home. Other buildings arrre storrres. They be all back home sleeping. I alone offerrr my home as hotel. Thou mayst come in! Be comfortable! Come!"

Gees! After hearing that kind of accent, I almost want to put on a Nun's habit! But the gal was buck naked. Not a stitch. Not even hair bands. And she was barefooted. Her hair was neck length, appeared silky soft under the moonlight, and she had long bangs. And, she was powerfully muscled.

Lanying and Xander exited their velomobile. Lanying stayed naked, and Xander was in his g-string.
"You may parrrk thy carrr behind yon building, ei?"
"Uh, yes ma'am!" Lanying agreed.
"Let me", Lanying urged Xander, so that Lanying alone wheeled the velomobile, steered it right, and then entered an alley between that lady's home on the left, and another building to the right. Lanying parked the velomobile in a weed-populated space behind the house and in front of some kind of cabin. It looked like they would be the only guests that night. There were no other velomobiles in that "parking area".

They then followed the powerfully-built naked lady back to the front, onto the porch and on in. She opened the door for them and let them in. She even bowed.

There was something that looked like a customer counter, but it had seen better days. The house smelled kinda nice though. Thanks to cool dry weather, there is not much mildew or mold growth. The house smelled of wood and possibly, books; a kind of a library-ish smell; especially, an old library. Behind the counter was what appeared to be a living room. Like some granny's house, there were old cabinets full of nick-naks, a lot of flowers, and old but comfortable sofas and easy-chairs.

Perhaps in the light of day, this place would be very appealing. But at that moment, it was a bit creepy... just a tad. The big muscle lady was friendly enough. But there were all these old things... and even some spider webs. Now all we need is someone playing a harpsichord and a guy in a black cape with long fangs... Oh, Lanying can fill that role! She sucks blood!
Okay, I digress again...

"Let me light one morrre candle," the big muscle lady said.
She brought out another candle holder with candle and leaned it into the lit candle to get it going. Sheltering its flame with her hands, she brought it over to the counter.
The muscle gal brought out a sheet of paper and filled it in. "Just forrr rrrecord keeping, may I ask thy names?"
"Lanying"
"Xander; that's spelled with an 'X', not a 'Z'."
"What's your name?" Lanying asked sweetly.
"I rrratherrr like being called 'Moon Bitch', but, thou arrt so cute and young... Just call me 'Granny'".

Lanying must have thought that was a curious response. She replied, "I kinda like that 'Moon Bitch' thing, but, I'll call you Granny if you want."
"Thou arrt so cute! And so pretty! Thou arrrt like a flowerrr! I am 457 yearrrs of age. Thou arrt less than a hundred, ei?"
"Yeah, 48. He's 45." Lanying answered.
"Thou art both like unto blossoms, tenderrr, frresh, rrready to open to full beauty! Wherrre be ya frrom?"
"Central Capital, uh, just east of, actually. A farm," Lanying replied sweetly, "Want the exact address?"
"No, this be sufficient," Granny... or, Moon Bitch... replied. I like Moon Bitch better too! But man, 457 years! That is a grandma!

The 400-plus-year-old muscle woman was lit by the soft light of the candle. One thing about candles, you cannot argue with their romantic characteristics. They soften skin defects and make the color better. But even compensating for the candle light, we see this quadrocentenarian has a face that is free from wrinkles for the most part. She only has a somewhat more clearly defined nasolabial fold than Lanying or Xander does. The corners of her eyes might have a wrinkle or two, but not visible at that moment. Maybe in the daylight... But most of all, her muscles! Good Lord have mercy! If I could be a tenth that muscular at even the puny age of 100, I'd be happy! Dammed short Earth-person life-spans! That "granny" in front of them carried muscles that would make Arnold Schwartzenager look like a boy in comparison. They bulged out every which way, even when she just picked up a pencil. Her biceps easily could have been 30 inches!...

"Granny?", Lanying softly asked.
"Yes, sweety?"
"Can you like, make muscles? Flex your arms, like this..." Lanying demonstrated. Little biceps rose in her beautiful sexy arms. Her biceps measurement couldn't have been more than 11 inches.
"If thou likes!", agreed Granny.

This is a depiction of a 300- to 500-year-old Taqh woman, especially one that lives in the country, in the woods, or is a farmer. The face is a bit leathery and stuff like that, but as one can see, she is still powerfully muscled. And they have plenty of energy and abundant health. Yet, they have the wisdom of such advanced age and a healthy physical brain to let the wisdom express itself. Hello short Earth-person life-spans!!! What about it!? The shortness of the life-span of the typical Earth physical body really sucks!!! Just a little opinion here... Click on picture or here will produce larger picture

She stepped out from behind the counter and took a posing stance. She raised her arms up and flexed. Good gosh a mighty! Lanying had to reach way up to feel the iron muscles. Xander felt of them too, on Granny's other side. Indeed, they were about 33 inches around and absolutely rock hard! Her gigantic boobs held 2-inch high tits. Her legs were like columns of steel cable.
"WOW" Lanying breathed.
"Would you like muscles like this, Lanying?" Xander asked.
"Wow! I...", Lanying began. But Granny interrupted. "Muscles like mine arrre not rrright forrr thee." Granny advised as she came out of the pose. Her arms laid at her side, but her muscles still bulged. She had huge triceps that jut out even when relaxed. She continued, "Thou arrrt like the flowerrr! Thy duty is to brring prettiness unto the world! Howeverrr, if thou desires, thou may partake of my milk as many have done. My milk will put off all manner of pestilence from afflicting thy body, and ensure that thou will blossom to thy full beauty!"
"If I understand you correctly," Lanying began, "You're saying I can suckle at your breasts?"
"My milk is good for thee! But only, if thou desires!"
"I... I... think that um, I am okay! I will, um, blossom fully! You can... is there a restaurant nearby?"
"I will cook for thee!", Granny cheerfully offered with a bow, "What doest thou desire?"
"Mmmm" Lanying thought hungrily, "Anything leafy and green! And with some green stems!"
"I'll take something like that and potatoes and carrots! In, like, a stew." Xander added.
"Of courrrse!" Granny replied with a bow. "I will show you to thy rrroom!"

They followed the muscle woman down the dark hall. Her huge muscle butt rippled heavily with her steps. Huge quads rolled powerfully through her thighs with each step.
She carried the candle. She opened the door of a room and led them in. She lit candles in the room, one on one side, and another on the other side. They lit the room romantically.

Granny informed, "Thou may wait herrre. When thy supper be done, I shall bring forrrth to thee."
"Thank you!" Lanying responded with a deep bow. Xander bowed too when he saw Lanying do it. Granny bowed and went out, closing the door gently behind her.

"Wow! Dig this place!", Lanying commented, "Dig her! This is all so cool!"
Xander sniffed the scents of the place. "Smells nice here. A mixture of country meadow and woods, plus old wood furniture. And books."
"Well here's a source of that smell," Lanying pointed out, "at least in this room."
There was a 7-foot-tall, 10-foot-wide bookshelf full of books. Unlikely titles too; many seemed to be texts about various scientific studies and spiritual studies; real spiritual, not religious.

Lanying went over to look out the window. "Oh, already opened." she muttered. Indeed, the window was already opened letting in cool dry air. Lanying and Xander looked out to see the silvery moonlit scene outside. If one looked toward the back of the house, another house could be seen, then woods. There were a lot of bushes and tall clumps of grass just growing around. One might say it looks unkempt, but it imparted a rural feel to it. Xander liked it as did Lanying.

Sure enough, Granny brought out a sumptuous supper for them. It was room service even. She brought it in and set it on a table.

Lanying asked with a bow, "Granny ma'am, I was wondering..."
"Yes, sweety?"
"Before getting to this town, on the road, west of here some miles, we saw a big red lizard, a standing-up type. It watched us go by. It even cleared the road for us when it saw us coming, backing off and seemingly, bowing a little bit. Do you know of those?"
Granny chuckled and replied, "Aw, sweety! T'is no cause forrr alarrm. That be a Sleileght, they arrre human lizarrrds. They be nice, neverrr bother anyone at all."
"Human?" Lanying asked.
"Aye! They have a language! In fact..." Granny reached over to the bookshelf and pulled out a book and said, "Herrre is a beginning lesson book on theirrr language. T'is possible to speak to them! They be psychic, have much knowledge! Thou may rrread it if thou desirrres."
"COOL!" Lanying commented, "Can you talk with them?"
"Aye! If I meet them in the woods, I'll chat a bit!"
It seemed to be everyday stuff to Granny. Learning the language of a totally different species! Not even science shows on TV in Central Capital ever touched on this.

Lanying then asked, "They aren't carnivorous, are they?"
"Ach! Forrr cerrrtain not! How would they be human? Theirrr front teeth be incisorrrs, theirrr back teeth be molarrrs. Aye! They be forrr chompin' on leaves, grass, fruits, and rrroots, just like us!"
"Well, just making sure! If we pass one again, may we, like, wave?"
"Forrr surrre! They be very friendly! And curious! Well lad and lass, enjoy thy supperrr!"

Granny left them to dine and to think about the "human dino" and the day in general. Anyway, they enjoyed the great supper.

Later, they desired to take a bath. Quietly, Lanying went down the hall. There was the muscular Moon Bitch, or Granny to them, in an easy chair under candlelight, reading some large book. The candlelight displayed her huge bulging muscles dramatically. She looked up from the book before Lanying said anything.

"Be thou desirrin' a bath?", Granny asked as she rose from the chair, "I'll fetch the waterrr for thee."
"Oh, um... um, we can do it..." Lanying offered.
"Oh no, sweety. Thou art too small for yon pump! I fill the tank fast!"
"May I watch?" Lanying asked.
"T'is borin' stuff, but, if thou desires, thou may watch."

Xander and Lanying followed Granny down the hall, all the way to a back door. She went out side, holding the spring door for them, into the silvery moonlight.

The huge muscle woman sat on some kind of contraption that was under a tin roof and next to the back of the house, recumbent in seating position. Then, with a rowing motion, she operated the device. Her huge muscles really bulged as they filled with power. Xander and Lanying could hear the water surging forth and going up a pipe to an elevated water tank. The tank was 15 feet off the ground. So water pressure would simply be supplied by gravity; with the potential energy being supplied by Granny.

Granny pumped for about 5 minutes. She then quit the pumping device and led Xander and Lanying to the guest's bathroom. There, Granny lit a candle then got on the floor to reach under and light the flame under a hot water heater, apparently.

"Granny, ma'am," Xander respectfully began with a bow, "May I ask, what fuel that uses?"
"It use alcohol, sweety. The alcohol is acquired from cerrrtain plants."

Granny stood up and instructed, "Wait 10 minutes, then thy waterrr will be hot. Afterrr both of ye have done thy baths, tell me."
"Thank you very, very much!" Lanying said with a deep bow. Xander bowed too.
"Tis narrry a problem, sweeties!", Granny delightfully replied, also with a bow.

Xander and Lanying bathed together in the bathtub. The tub was one of those that sit on feet, wouldn't you know.

They let Granny know they were done. Apparently, she wanted to turn the hot water heater off as soon as she could to conserve energy.

Surprisingly, Xander did not beg Lanying for sex, and Lanying did not push for it. There was a strange but delightful energy in that place, an energy that the somewhat-psychic Lanying could pick up. Even Xander was effected by it. Also, they were just plain tired. That was a rough day of pedaling that they had been through, not to mention the numerous times they did have sex anyway.
Cuddling, Xander and Lanying slept well in that big old comfortable bed.

As usual, Xander woke up first. He was too shy about leaving the room by himself; he wanted the company of Lanying. So he entertained himself by checking out the window every so often or pursuing some of those books. Most were too advanced for him to even begin to understand. But he found some that he could relate to. One was about the technicalities of the phenomenon of going out of body, and why some people can do it easily, and others almost cannot do it at all, even with training. Also, he took a look at that book on the, uh, I guess one would say "Sleileghtian" language. By the way, in accordance to the manner in which that muscular gal, Moon Bitch or Granny, was talking, the "gh" in that term "Sleileght" is pronounced. It's hard to explain unless one knows German or Gaelic, but it's that sound produced by as if you're gargling, but without the mouth rinse; eesh! I ain't no linguist! Back to the account...

So, Xander looked over this and that book and occasionally would take a look outside. There were folks out there alright, if he would look toward the front. The sky was cobalt blue and to the east, which was roughly seen back looking toward the back of the house, those huge imposing jagged peaks of "The Wall" loomed, as if saying to Xander in thought, "We're next, boy! Can you take us on!?"
Indeed, as Xander gazed at the beautiful site of gleaming white peaks against a royal-blue sky, he swallowed hard. Other than that, the scene was rustic, peaceful, and in its on way, beautiful, despite the unkemptness of that particular alley and niche they had a view of.

Lanying woke up horny. It didn't take long for her brown, agile and slinky body to get Xander going. Leaning on the big comfortable bed on her arms, she presented her shapely brown butt and erected labias for Xander, and her pleasures.
They both tried to keep it down, but the excruciating pleasure of orgasm is just to great. Lanying let out a muffled squeal for each of 3 orgasms she had. She would squeal into the bed clothes, that helped some. But when Xander let loose, his groans had nothing to block them.

This of course put Xander on his back, in bed again. Lanying got over him and straddled him.
"I haven't had your blood, yet!" Lanying giggled.
"Oohhh..." Xander feebly groaned.
Lanying giggled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll let you go for now. But my teeth itch for your hard, sexy biceps and I crave your blood!"
Xander groaned. Lanying gazed upon him with adoration and giggled.

Lanying only needed to lay or sit a while, then she was recovered from her orgasms and was walking around examining all the objects in the room, and pursuing the books.

Lanying would not have been shy about going out and finding Granny, but she was genuinely occupied with her nose in a book about some metaphysical subject, some treatise on why prayer and spells work. Since Lanying was well versed and experienced in spell casting, she found the extensive, detailed text very absorbing. She forgot the time until a gentle knock on the door interrupted her reading.

"Tis I, Granny! Good morrrnin' lad and lass! Be thou needing breakfast?"
"Oh!", Lanying uttered, and quickly moved over and opened the door for "Granny". Lanying bowed deeply. Granny bowed.
"Good morning, Granny!"
"Good morrnin' to ya! Tis past time forrr breakfast! I overrr hearrd the sounds cast by the smiths of grrreat pleasurrre! I was expectin' twas nigh time forrr thee to be askin' forrr breakfast, but thou hast not yet beckoned..."
"Because I was reading a really interesting book on why spells work! But yes, we must move along our journey, and could use a good breakfast. One that will energize us."
"Forrr cerrrtain, lass!"

Lanying roused Xander and they put in their "order" for breakfast. As before, it was room service. The huge muscle woman daintily brought in their entire breakfast on a platter, and set the table.

As they sat down to eat, Granny, appearing concerned, gently asked, "I pray, could thou tell me, what is thy route forr this day?"
"You mean, where are we going?" Lanying asked.
"Aye!"

As Xander stuffed his face, Lanying forgot her breakfast while she enthusiastically told Granny of how she found this lady with a "perfect energetic match" to her and Xander. And so of course, she told Granny that they are on a journey to meet her. Living way in the northeast, they now were about to cross "The Wall".

Lanying concluded, ..."So today, we leave the plateau that raised us! We're going over 'The Wall'!"
"Overrr 'The Wall' ya sayin'!? That be a terrible climb! You be too little! Too delicate!"
"Well it's not like I'm doing it all myself! Xander is helping me. He'll be in the stoker seat. We'll take it easy, take plenty of rest stops and..."
"He be not much bigger than thee! Tis 20,000 feet thou be a-climbin'! Tis nigh space, I tell thee!"
"I have been informed about it!", Lanying assured, "We..."
"To be inforrrmed and to actually do it, arrre two different things! Thou can't breath while that high! Thou need help, man! I will assist! I have crrrossed 'The Wall' beforrre."
"Oh no, no, no, Granny, we could not impose on you like that! You've already been so very nice with us!"
"Thou art a delicate blossom! Normally I would suffer thee going overrr 'The Wall' and turn thee back! But, tis a sin to deny you the chance at this spiritual journey thou art on. Thou may pay me normal remittance forrr the hotel and my serrvices, but I will help thee overrr 'The Wall' without remittance. Tis The Creatorrr's own desirre! I shan't ignore Herrr!"
"But, but, Granny! That'll take all day! I can't ask you to do that! That would be..."
"No argument, lass! It will require only 4 hours! I be the general servicer o' the people! Nobody uses the hotel durin' the day. And me son can do the cookin' forrr the guests. Tis okay, lass!"

There was no arguing with Granny. She urged Lanying to enjoy her breakfast while she made arrangements.

When Lanying and Xander came out of their room to that quaint, comfortable living room, there were a number of townsfolk there. All were nude, so I won't even bother mentioning that in the next few paragraphs. Some of the folk were merely guests of the "restaurant", and were in an adjoining dining area. The dining area had not been noticed the night before due to darkness.

Remarkable to Lanying was this tall slender Taqh guy. Taller than Xander, he was very fit and willowy. The nude fellow looked young and was.
"He be my great-grandson," Granny informed, "He be about 22 in age."
He bowed to Lanying deeply. She answered the bow.

Also remarkable, was a very pure-faced, porcelain-skinned, extremely fair gal with pink-blond hair that looked like spun silk who was no taller than Lanying, but a lot more muscular. She possibly weighed 190 pounds, all of it fit.
"And this be my great-grand-daughterrr," Granny informed, "She be 12 in years. Tis her carrr that thou will be usin'. I'll hitch it to thy carrr, and I will sit wherre thy man usually sits. He will sit in the front and steer and help pedal..."
"Is that okay?" Lanying asked.
"Tis okay, madam!" replied the sweet angelic voice of the grand-daughter as she bowed deeply. And she added, "Beg allow me to say, madam, thou art prettier than the prettiest flower I ever seen!"
Granny laughed heartily. She informed, "Herrr young-name be Plum Blossom, thou may call herrr 'Plum'"
"Hi, Plum!" Lanying softly said with a bow. Plum bowed deeply with her neck-length silky blond hair getting all in her face when she did so. Upon straightening up, she brushed her hair out of her face with her hands, allowing Lanying and Xander to catch sight of a pair of well muscled arms. At only 12 years old, this up and coming muscle woman already had biceps that possibly measured 18 inches.

There were other people sitting in the easy chairs or sofa of the living room. Three women, two men, all fit, muscular, nude. The women were easily the biggest, of course. They were almost as muscular as Granny. They sat quietly and stayed in the background. If glanced at, each one of them had a smile and a little bow of the head ready. All had soft blond hair and blue eyes, the guys too.

Sure enough, when they went outside, Granny had it all set up. Lanying's velomobile-for-2 had a single-rider 3-wheel velomobile in tow. It was Plum's velomobile.
"Tis thy size!", Granny pointed out, "Thou shalt be able to pedal effectively."
"But... wait, let me think, uh, yeah! Won't you be coming back in that? Can you fit in?"

Plum's velomobile was a bit big for Plum. If Plum or Lanying used it, the seat and other size adjustments would be almost maxed out.
"Tis not so small that I can't squeeze in!" Granny laughed. "I'll be a takin' thee to the top. From therrre, thou may go thy own way, down the otherrr side. I shall be a-coastin' back in this. Tis a wee bit cramped, but I'll not be pedaling most of the way."

Well indeed. Granny squeezed in to the spot Xander usually sat. The seat adjustments were near maximum but were fine. Granny filled that seat completely with her hundreds of pounds of steely muscles. Xander sat in Lanying's seat. The seat only had to be adjusted slightly for him.
And, with Plum looking on and smiling and admiring, Lanying entered her velomobile. The seat needed no adjustment at all. Though much heavier and muscular than Lanying, Plum was the same height. No seat or steering-bar adjustments were necessary.

Granny's instructions over the radio, repeated from a little earlier, was for Lanying to pedal as much as she can. Should she feel breathless, she is to stop and rest. Same with Xander, although Granny seemed to be looking out mostly for Lanying. Xander was, after all, more or less her kind. But then, as well, he was a man, so he was not as strong and had not the stamina of a woman, and certainly not that of Moon Bitch... er, Granny. I still like "Moon Bitch" a lot better!

After waves and bows from the highly friendly people around Granny's hotel and restaurant and the village in general, they were on their way.

Xander kept in contact with Lanying by radio. In fact, a one-way little transmitter had been set up in Plum's car by somebody among those folks, which came over the broadcast receiver in the velomobile-for-2. Both rider positions had their own radio. Both had been set to that transmitter. So both Xander and Granny could hear constantly, the condition of Lanying. There was only one two-way radio, at the front seat of the velomobile. Xander could therefore, speak to Lanying at any time.

They twisted and wound around on that road through the woods, drawing nearer and nearer to the huge mountains of "The Wall".

And wouldn't you know, they encountered what appeared to be a whole family of our human dinosaur friends!
Two large Sleileghts and a small one were on or near the road. Granny put the brakes on. Lanying heard over the radio Xander's instruction, "Stop pedaling. Let Granny pedal alone until we pass them!"
The big lizards backed off the road to make way for the velomobiles. As they passed, Granny opened an access hole to speak through, and actually greeted the crimson-red and orange-red beasties. The small one was brownish. They actually replied the greeting! After passing, Granny powered back up and they were on their way again. Xander radioed, "You can start pedaling again!"
After that they continued on. The road continued winding its way to the huge mountains of "The Wall".

Then, and rather abruptly, the climb began. It was almost like a building. The woods and land which had been more or less level but rolling, just came upon the mountain just like that. There was some preliminary climbing before getting to the mountain itself, but not as much one would expect.
The road wound up the rise just before the mountain then was right at a near-sheer cliff face. The road was partially "carved" into the mountain. A sharp turn to the right, and the velomobile angled upward and they were on the way up.

Granny and Xander both down-shifted to the low granny gears... hmm, Granny using granny-gears... okay; well I like calling her Moon Bitch anyway. Say, can I just call her Moon Bitch from now on? Of course Xander and Lanying will continue to call her Granny. Well, okay, okay.

So anyway, they shifted into the lowest gears because they were on a 20-degree uphill. Out to the left, the cliff face was the only thing visible. To the right, the feeling of height was already setting in as they quickly ascended way above the treetops. After several thousand feet, the road hair pined and then the high vista was on the left side and the cliff on the right.

The powerful muscles of Moon Bitch really turned out helpful. She seemed to be acclimated to the altitude in addition to her incredible strength.

The road wound around, and in places, went "in" to the mountains as the topography permitted or dictated. Due to the steepness of the climb, altitude was gained quickly. Soon, the forests below were bluish in the distance.

Moon Bitch had a different pedal-rest cycle than Xander and Lanying, but it was necessary due to the tough climb. After 20 minutes, Moon Bitch called a rest stop. Xander radioed the order to Lanying. They stopped in an area that had a bit of space in which to stroll.

Huge muscular Moon Bitch exited the velomobile along with Xander. Lanying exited too. They were greeted with a chilly breeze and a fantastic vista. Already, they were almost as high as that ridge Xander and Lanying went over the day before.

Xander held Lanying tenderly from behind. His cock erected and was impinging her vulva. Lanying moaned sweetly as did Xander.

Moon Bitch gently advised, "I highly recommend thee to not partake in that pleasurrre, because it leaves thee drrained. Thou will need all thy energy."
"Yes ma'am", agreed Lanying "I am always having to tell him that!" she giggled.
"You're horny too, Mistress," Xander gently pointed out, "My dick feels your swollen cunt lips and wetness. Mmmm! Gad I wanna fuck you!"
Lanying turned around within his arms, smiled sweetly while looking in his eyes and cooed, "Aw, big sugar. I know! After we get to the top, you can fuck your brains out! But, not now, sweety." She then kissed him gently on the lips.

That was sweet, but did not help Xander much, in fact it made it worse. His cock ached for entrance in her hole, it was throbbing to the point of pounding, and quite a bit of clear prefuck juice formed at the tip. It even began dribbling down and dripping.

Lanying turned around in his arms so that her back was next to his front. His pounding iron pole was wedged between her butt buns. Prefuck juice dribbled on them, but she did not mind.

Xander unknowing slightly humped, sliding his dick up and down between Lanying's butt buns. He began moaning loudly. Lanying jerked away saying "Don't! DON'T! You need your energy."
Xander used tremendous will power to fight back down the ejaculation he felt coming. Even then, a small amount of whitish semen came forth and dribbled down.
Lanying giggled, "I think I better keep your dick outa my butt! It's too tempting!"
"Yeah!" Xander huffed.
"Thou must not yield to that temptation," urged Moon Bitch, "I'm horrrny too, but I yield not."

The thing I'm wondering, if that big mountain of muscle did yield to her temptation, who or what would she relieve herself with? Xander would get lost in Moon Bitch's huge cunt! Or could Lanying fist her? Or would she just masturbate on something? Well anyway, she resisted all such activity.

"Okay, tis time forrr leavin'," announced Moon Bitch. She chuckled, "Lad, thou best use thy sex force into pedaling! Why, thou might nigh could get all 3 of us up this mountain singlehanded!"
"Yeah, that should help calm this beast!" agreed Xander who still had his pounding erection. Lanying smiled sweetly and "blew" a kiss, seemingly toward his rigid cock.

So they returned to pedaling for another 20 minutes. By the next stop, they were over the ridge that Xander and Lanying tackled the day before. They could see for dozens of miles. Villa of Lantoqh could be seen.

As soon as Lanying neared Xander, he suffered an erection. Lanying urged him to hold her at his side, rather than in front where his dick would wedge between her butt buns.
Giggling, Lanying offered, "This will help that go down...", she then stood on her tiptoes and bit his shoulder pretty hard.
"OWW!" Xander expressed. Lanying giggled and twirled.
Moon Bitch chuckled, "Thou likes to bite thy man?"
"I'm trying to make him get over his hardon," Lanying giggled.
"It appearrrs that thy efforrrts arrre futile!" Moon Bitch chuckled as she saw that Xander's cock was still hard and throbbing.

Moon Bitch seems to give only 5-8 minutes for rests. She called rest ended and they were pedaling again.

An extra difficulty began to manifest as they became higher and higher. Lanying and Xander just could not seem to catch their breath. By about 5 pedal-rest cycles later, Lanying and Xander were panting like running a marathon even when resting. They were resting 10 minutes and pedaling 10. That duty-cycle trend was bound to continue.

Moon Bitch could hear Lanying huffing and puffing over the radio. She told Xander to tell Lanying to just stop pedaling, and let her and Xander do the pedaling from then on. Xander had a hard time getting that order out due to his own panting.
They were at a dizzying height. Now they could see for hundreds of miles. Even the Central Capital was visible in the blues of distance, plus areas beyond.

"We be nigh space!", explained Moon Bitch, "Thou be not accustomed!"

It even effected the powerful Moon Bitch. She was already in the absolute lowest gear. Near the top, she was pedaling for 5 minutes and stopping for 10. At that point, she ordered Xander to also stop pedaling.

At this point, it became clear even through Xander's and Lanying's oxygen-starved brains, that they could not have made it without Moon Bitch! Altitude hypoventilation had both Lanying and Xander on their backs. They could not even get out of their seats, or at least, Moon Bitch advised them not to. Xander could still steer, and both he and Moon Bitch have control over the brakes. (Both riders can apply brakes; good thinking Shasheerian velomobile designers!) Since Xander is steering, this made it even more important that he quits attempting to pedal to keep his head clear. Moon Bitch advised him to concentrate only on steering and to obey her commands to the letter.

Moon Bitch advised them not to get out because for one thing, it was frightfully cold. Frost formed on the inside of the windshield from their breath moisture. It must have been 10 degrees (-12 Celsius) out there. And they were being buffeted by a powerful wind. Even though going only 2 mph, the velomobile was being rocked around. And that was with that nearly 400-pound Moon Bitch weighing it down. Frost or snow was on the ground. Some snow was being blown about. If it wasn't for the windshields, their eyes would have been pummeled by near-microscopic wind-driven ice crystals.

Moon Bitch kept checking on Lanying. Xander relayed Moon Bitch's concern. Because both Xander and Moon Bitch had their broadcast radios tuned to Lanying's one-way transmitter, Moon Bitch could hear her teeth-chattering answer, "I'm fine, but gettin' cold!"
"Poorrr baby!", commented Moon Bitch as she brought the velomobile to a stop. She reached around and grabbed Xander's sheet which had been stowed behind the stoker seat. "Lad! Doest thou have morrre of these?"
"In the trunk, madam!"

Muscular Moon Bitch, naked, exited the velomobile into the blowing sub-zero wind. She opened the trunk and pulled out a heavy quilt. She then opened Plum's velomobile where Lanying was and snuggly wrapped her up.
"Thank you, Granny!" Lanying replied cheerfully but still shivering a bit, and with a bow of her head.
"Don't fret, baby! Tis my pleasurrre! And, I remind thee, mind thy brakes! Should yon hitch fail, thou must STOP, immediately. Then give a shout. I shall hearrr!"
"Yes ma'am, Granny!" Lanying replied smiling and with a small head-bow.

Moon Bitch securely closed the door on Plum's velomobile. Before closing the trunk to the velomobile-for-2, she grabbed another blanket and carried it with her as she seated herself back in the velomobile.

"Ach!", Moon Bitch exclaimed, "Tis colder than a copper commode in the Klondike!" (Or some such equivalent saying in the language of that dimension. By the way, that sort of mixture between Scottish and Old King James accent that I came up with is just for "simulation of effect". Lanying and Xander have apparently traveled an extremely long ways to a far flung and forgotten zone. So they are encountering a "funny accent" among the locals.)
"Herrre lad!" Moon Bitch said as she handed the blanket to Xander, "Coverrr thyself. And tell me if thou feels dizzy! If only I could sit therrre and steerrr, but thy seat cannot adjust to me."
"Oh! Thank you, Granny!" Xander replied enthusiastically as he wrapped himself in the blanket. "And don't worry, I'm okay. Just cold. I'll tell you if I feel faint." He quickly became comfortable. He had been beginning to shiver.

Moon Bitch remained nude because her powerful body was generating ample heat for as long as she remained in the velomobile. Moon Bitch resumed the slow climb the rest of the way to the top.

With Xander and Lanying both out of commission so far as contributory pedaling is concerned, Moon Bitch had to do it all herself. A big velomobile with a fairly heavy guy, a lot of gear, plus another velomobile hitched to the back with, all be she, somewhat lightweight load, going up a 20-30% grade, and with hypoventilation "clawing at the door", severely taxed even Moon Bitch's powerful muscles. Using the velomobile's lowest gear, she could only pedal 2 mph for 5 minutes, then pant and pant, slowly catching her breath, for 10 minutes. And the top of the ridge still appeared way up there.

"Ach!" Moon Bitch grumbled in reference to the road, "What creature from hell created thee!?"
The road's switch-backs were unprotected by any fence, rail or barrier of any kind. One wrong move, and it would be a long, nasty fall. Plus the road was icy in spots, and the wind was buffeting wildly. It must have been gusting to 70 mph. Fortunately, the wind came in spells. There were times when there would be no wind at all. Moon Bitch tried to get as much distance as she could out of those spells.

Moon Bitch checked on Xander often, inquiring if he felt dizzy. She closely monitored his steering. What ever she wanted the vehicle to do, she had to tell him.
When the wind kicked up, Moon Bitch ordered Xander to steer up next to the wall of the mountain or in some way or fashion, toward the "inner" (away from ledge) part of the road. She would then stop and hold tight.

At long long last, finally, the leveling off top could be seen. A tilted sign whose paint had long been snow-crystal-blasted off had embossed lettering that informed, 21,400 feet. On either side, huge mountains soared into the heavens. They were indeed on what this mountain range would consider a pass. After all, the peaks ranged from 30,000 to 40,000 feet.

As they reached the top, the velomobile was being severely buffeted by a wind out of the northeast that was careening around the mountain north of them and funneling through the pass. It must have been holding 80 mph! Moon Bitch ordered Xander to steer the velomobile "rig" into a low spot off the road. Moon Bitch brought it to a stop there to wait out the wind. She locked on brakes and held tight.
While waiting, Moon Bitch ordered Xander to call and check on Lanying. She said she was fine, and quite comfortable actually. Her only concerned is that she felt ashamed for putting "Granny" through this much trouble.
"Don't fret, baby!" Moon Bitch cheerfully urged.

It took some time for the wind to abate. Finally, with the wind still at a relatively "calm" 40 mph, Moon Bitch began pedaling again. She ordered Xander to steer carefully. Cautious of Xander's clarity of mind, she rode the brakes tightly and kept the speed at 5 mph. In that manner, she began the descent. Xander looked back briefly and asked, "Aren't you going to go back home?"
"Thou hast not the physiology forrr this altitude. I stay with thee until we get down some. Then I go back. And therrre is this blasted wind! I be heavy in weight. I remain with thee, lest ye be blown off this mountain like unto a leaf!"
"Oh man!" Xander expressed, "Thank you for everything!"
"Narrry a problem, lad! Thou just concentrate on thy steerin'!"

During the climb, the sun had been shining on them. Now, on the east of the mountain and with the time being late afternoon, they were continuously in the shade. In the velomobile, they were out of the wind, but it was still icy cold. Lanying reported being cozy wrapped up in a sheet and a heavy quilt. Xander was fine too under his blanket. Even muscular Moon Bitch covered her awesome physique with a light sheet.

Descending can be dangerous. They are now going down on 20% to 30% grades. Letting go of the brakes releases the velomobile almost into a free-fall. The brakes had to be rode on continuously. If one of those hairpins were encountered at anything greater than 8 mph, they would be headed for a fall. The velomobile-for-2 has rugged brakes designed for the kind of heavy use they are giving them. Still, Moon Bitch brought the velomobile to a complete stop every so often and locked on the park-brake to let the riding brakes cool.

During the stops, they took in the splendid magnificence of the vista. Looking literally hundreds of miles to the east, one thing notable was a very high series of ridges that were probably 300 miles away, and the low altitude of the land in between. In was mildly mountainous. It appeared there was no civilization anywhere down there.

After descending an appreciable amount, Moon Bitch asked, "Okay lad, ask thy Mistress if she be okay to steer on down now. In fact, hold on that! I'll go fetch the lass and bring herrr in herrre forrr a long talk!"

Moon Bitch exited the velomobile. There was a strong wind, but the velomobile was in a low spot between the road and the wall of the mountain. But without heavy Moon Bitch in there, Xander noted a considerably greater rocking around from the wind.

Moon Bitch helped Lanying out of the Plum's velomobile and, carefully keeping her bundled up, carried her over to the velomobile-for-2. Moon Bitch crammed in with Lanying snug on her front. Moon Bitch closed the door against that incessant wind.
Moon Bitch rearranged the blankets so that Lanying's bare back contacted Moon Bitch's furnace body. Lanying's neck settled between Moon Bitch's huge boobs with her head just above them.
"Wow, this is comfortable!" remarked Lanying cheerfully.
"Oh, baby blossom!", Moon Bitch remarked while holding Lanying snug, "Thou art so cute and delicate! I must take carrre of thee! Allow me to accompany you'rre travel to at least Larnoon, wherrre I know some folk who shall take carrre of thee."
As Lanying lay there, warmed by Moon Bitch's furnace body, Moon Bitch gently stroked Lanying's head.
Lanying asked, "But Granny, your folks will be worried if you don't get back tonight. Also, can you pedal Plum's car? I know you can steer it but..."
"Worry not, blossom", Moon Bitch gently urged, "I have a friend who has a car-for-2. She and I will put Plum's carrr in tow and we'll go to the top. Then she will descend back home, and I will descend back home. On the morrow."
"You won't be blown off by the wind when by yourself?" asked Lanying sweetly. Xander listened on, but Lanying's voice was muffled by being between a quilt and Moon Bitch's huge bosom.
"Sweet blossom!" remarked Moon Bitch, "So concerrrned of me. Thou hast no cause to worry. I have crossed this mountain many times. I know what to do."
"So, you're going to help us get to Larnoon?"
"Aye, blossom! Tis a long ride. It will be after darrrk. I will watch over thee!"

Moon Bitch directed her attention to Xander, saying "Lad! If thou will, ease us on down. Keep ourrr speed low. I will use the brakes too. Art thou okay? Alert?"
"Oh, I'm fine! Comfortable, everything! I'll take it real easy!"
They resumed the slow, careful descent.

"Blossom", Moon Bitch softly said to Lanying, "I want thee to partake of my milk, tis good forrr thee. Will make thee strong and resistant to pestilence."
"You mean, suck at your... tits?" Lanying softly giggled.
"If thee feels embarrassed, thee may pull the blanket over thyself. Thou spoke of a long and arduous journey. Thou will need strength and energy! Please, I beseech thee, partake of my milk..."

Indeed, Lanying pulled the quilt over her head as she turned and shifted around. She hesitantly said, "Well... okay..."

She actually placed her mouth over Moon Bitch's huge tit and sucked. Sure enough, warm soothing milk was available. It seemed to relax Moon Bitch.
Moon Bitch urged Lanying to suck it dry, then do the other one. There was quite a bit of milk there and it actually made Lanying feel satiety. She had been getting a bit hungry. Lanying resumed her position on her back upon Moon Bitch's bosom. She felt afloat in love and warmth and soon fell asleep. Moon Bitch covered Lanying's head with the quilt, allowing just enough of an opening for air.
Having to ride the brakes at 5 to 8 mph and stopping often to let the brakes cool, meant the descent took almost the same amount of time as the ascent. Lanying slept that whole time on Moon Bitch's bosom.

The east face of that huge mountain was not a simple descent. It had a base made up of smaller mountains. They were much lower, something like 8000 feet, but a significant stretch of uphill was ahead. It was not super steep, and the conditions were much safer. It was warmer and they were out of that excessive wind. Xander approached it. He pulled off his blanket and began pedaling. Apparently, even Moon Bitch had fallen asleep. Xander decided not to wake her, just let her sleep. He tackled the hill himself. He had to use the lowest gears. He was carrying a woman who far outweighed him, Lanying, the entire velomobile-for-2, and an extra velomobile, empty at that time.

It took a while, but he actually made it. Huffing and puffing and perfectly warm dressed only in a g-string with outside temperature of possibly 35 (2 Celsius), he crested the hill and began descending.
The road was not so tightly twisting, so he was able to let the vehicle go a little faster.

At last, Moon Bitch did awake. She apparently recognized the area.
"Lad, did thou tackle Sandra Mountain thyself?"
"If you mean that long climb after coming down of 'The Wall', yes."
"Thou should have awakened me!"
"But you were sleeping so well, and you worked so hard, I just let you sleep."
"Mmmm, thou art sweet indeed!"
"Thank you, madam!" Xander replied.

Moon Bitch turned her attention to Lanying who was still sleeping upon her bosom.
"Blossom" Moon Bitch said softly and gently, "Art thou okay?"
"Mmmm..." Lanying contentedly uttered as she shifted around a bit and fell back asleep.
"Aw, sweet blossom", cooed Moon Bitch, "I so hate to disturb herrr. But see yon hill we're approachin'! I must pedal, but I shan't as long as this cute blossom be on me chest!"

Finally, Lanying awoke enough to realize she was preventing the powerful muscles of Moon Bitch to apply their power.
"Oh, okay... Mmm! Ooo, that was a nice sleep! I was so sleepy, and so relaxed... It's... like, so comfortable here!"
"I enjoyed holding thee, blossom! But I must pedal, and thou... well, thou must return..."
"Oh yes, yes!" Lanying offered, "Yes, I'll get back in my car. Where are we? It's almost dark..."
"Two morrre mountains then we be near Larnoon. But Plum's carrr is cold, and I must watch over thee... Lad, may I ask..."
"Yes, Granny?" Xander asked.
"May I beseech thee to take up position in Plum's carrr, so I can watch overrr blossom. Thou be nigh the same height as she?"
"Just about. I'm taller by maybe an inch, if even that." Xander replied.
"Half an inch!" Lanying added.

Moon Bitch instructed Xander to pull over. They still had some downhill before the ascent, ahead. Xander exited without putting on sheet or other clothes, and entered Plum's car. There was plenty of adjustment to the seat. It was okay.

"We should have done this in first place!" Xander chuckled.
"Nay, for thou must think, when we werrre climbin', the physics of pullin' Plum's carrr with Blossom in it was morrre suitable for the climb..."
And Moon Bitch explained a few other things about how it was best for Lanying to be in the towed car for the climb, but now, Xander should be in it since it fits him. Moon Bitch seemed concerned over Lanying.

So with Lanying steering and still covered with a blanket and not pedaling as per urging from Moon Bitch, and with Xander being a sort of "stoker" from the towed car (which may very well be "pushing" at times), they got underway.

At that time, they were at a much lower altitude. Xander contributed well and Moon Bitch was up to full awesome power. Later, Lanying pulled off her blanket and began pedaling despite Moon Bitch's urging otherwise.
"I just needed to get awake! I'm okay!" Lanying assured.

After a couple more climbs, both quite lengthy and with downhills that took them further down than the uphills went up, they were then at a much lower altitude. In fact, the altitude they were at was considerably less than that which Lanying and Xander lived in their entire lives until that point. They were actually, therefore, going into a higher pressure, more oxygen-rich land than their bodies ever experienced.

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