After the action, Lanying helped groggy Xander to his seat, covered him with blanket and closed his door. She put away utensils and secured for travel. She took her seat and continued the descent.

In her usual loving way, when Lanying saw that Xander was still sleeping so well even after the descent was completed, she took up pedaling singlehandedly. By herself, she maintained a good 28, sometimes 30 mph on the level hard-packed dirt road. Her legs had become stronger over the last several days of this trip, and looked it! Massive muscles rolled and rippled as she pedaled. They were distorting her hose. She felt hot anyway. She stopped momentarily and stripped all those clothes and put them away. Buck naked, she reentered the velomobile and continued. She could see her own legs, the way their muscles surged with power. It sort of fascinated her although she still expressed a concern from time to time, she felt they were getting too big.

She encountered another mountain to climb, but it was nothing like the last. She handled it herself. Later, Xander did wake up and eased in to contributing to energizing their vehicle. As he warmed, he took off the sleeveless shirt. Lanying urged him to keep on the black satin bikini.

The area they were in was exceedingly lush. Big trees, thick underbrush and even vines growing on top of other plants suggested plenty of rain. Everything was fresh and sparkling, in the golden sunshine and under cobalt-blue skies. And of course, it was plenty cold. Obviously, a cold front had passed, despite being summer. Well, that's the northeast. Lanying had been told (and taught in school) that this region was that way. Close to the ocean, heavy rain storms were the norm.

During a rest period, Lanying consulted the map. She announced to Xander, "You know what? We're gonna make it today! Just barely!"
"Will we actually go to her house?"
"Maybe not, it's gonna be very late, like eleven. We'll camp, then go the short ways to her house. There's a village here, according to the map, but I'm staying away from it. After that... what-do-ya-call-it last night, I'm not going near any stranger."
"I think that was just one weirdo!" Xander suggested. "They're not all like that."
"Well, just the same, we'll just camp. It's more... predictable. And I like predictable!"

They were on a hard packed, wide path that was more like a really good hiking trail, similar to this above.

Continuing, they went through the four pedal cycles of the first half of the day. All four cycles were allowed to go a little longer than usual. So they were making fair time. Nothing like earlier in the trip. The road, though fair, was not great. Sometimes washed-out areas would be encountered. Once they had to stop and pull a fallen tree out of the way. The whole day they saw only one other velomobile. In places the road thinned out to just a trail "maintained" by deer. Then it improved again.

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.

Xander ran like a terrified chicken down that mountain to the velomobile. Lanying zoomed down the mountain following.
She had managed to toss the stove and utensils back into the trunk of the car. They scrambled in, slammed doors and were out of there!!! Unfortunately, Xander had dropped a container with plump blackberries and Lanying dropped all her leaves, stems, and roots. The container was written off. No way were they going back there! It cost only 50 cents anyway. And they would find another area with berries and vegetables. This area was a veritable vegetable mart with everything free.

They made 45 mph for a number of minutes until a curve forced them to slow down. They maintained 30 mph after that for 20 whole minutes. At last, they figured it was clear. Lanying slowed and stopped. Opening the door, she listened carefully for noises. Determining it was safe, she opened Xander's door to check for damage to her beloved.

She came near to tears when he saw how close her big sugar came to being slazamed (snuffed out, that is). As it was, however, it was not that bad. Lanying found fresh water to wash away a little bit of blood. Actually the worst cuts were all from thorns on the berry bushes due to Xander's frantic running. There were some places where her giant cunt had rubbed raw. Lanying cleaned them all, tenderly, gently, cooing all manner of sweet lovely things to Xander.
"DAMNED BITCH!" Lanying grumbled, "Totally ruined this sexy bikini I bought for you. It cost 150 dollars."
Huh, so the black satin bikini was a gift from her to him... to her. Hmm, being a horny chick myself, I'd consider that a gift to herself. Well anyway...
So, minor scratches and cuts from the berry bushes' thorns, bruises and raw places from the bitch, and a sore ankle from banging it on a rock while he had been struggling with her were all the injuries he had. A 150-dollar bikini and a 50-cent bucket were the material losses.

After cleaning him up and applying a colloidal silver gel and a bandage or two to the wounds, Lanying sat on Xander in his seat. She straddled him and his seat, and laid her head on his chest and shoulder.
"Don't ever leave sight of me again, baby!" Lanying cooed.
Xander stroked her deep black hair and diddled with the end of her little pointed ears. He promised, "I won't! And I sure will NOT ever go toward any strange sound like that."
"I'll spank your butt if you do!" Lanying promised.
Stroking Lanying's hair with one hand and feeling over her butt with his other, he chuckled, "Oh, you spank my butt anyway."
Lanying giggled softly and kissed his chest. She felt something coming up and pressing on her vulva. Feeling over her butt was arousing him. Right there anyway, she changed her position a bit, kind of raising herself on him, than letting herself back down, and then she had the entirety of a hard, throbbing rod of hot flesh inside her.
"OOhhhh! Your cunt feels so awesome!" groaned Xander. He began humping under her. Lanying responded by furious humping over him. So they got a hot little fuck done, with 3 of her orgasms by the time he gushed.

All that excitement, pedaling in a panicky manner, and then a soothing, gratifying fuck had Xander completely out. After a flurry of kisses, Lanying got off him, covered him with a blanket and got in her own seat. She pedaled along easy, at about 20 mph. She just needed to get over that fright.

Lanying pedaled for quite a while, almost an hour. Her speed ranged from 18 to 25 mph. Once, another vehicle was seen. She avoided direct eye contact. From the corner of her eye, she could see the rider was a huge muscle woman, possibly in the 7-feet-tall range, but it was hard to tell.

"Now, looky here!" was probably her thoughts, "this ain't good!".
Her growing concern was shared by Xander as we shall see. Later, he awoke and began helping her pedal. Lanying said, "Never mind, sweety, I was just waiting for you to awake. I will now try, again, if no more female gargantuans attack us that is, to make you a nice lunch."
"Thank you, sweet Mistress! Man! I'm so lucky! I love you, Mistress Lanying!"
"Aw, sweet sugar!" and then she began streaming tears.

Lanying was very watchful of the place she stopped. After stopping, she listened carefully. After seeing it was clear, she let Xander out.

Lanying carried a cocked crossbow as she foraged for any of the wide selection of fresh tender leaves, green stems, roots, and even nuts that were available. A quiver of arrows was over her shoulder. Xander, also carrying a cocked crossbow and a quiver of arrows over his shoulder, picked blackberries, raspberries and cherries.

Coming back to the velomobile, Lanying sliced up the roots and some stems, and cooked the soup of leaves, stems, roots, and nuts. They then had a sumptuous lunch with berries for dessert.
Lanying put away the stove and utensils. They sat for a time on a rock in the shade. They gazed over some broad, expansive scenery.

"Mistress Lanying?" Xander spoke up.
"Yes, baby?"
"I love you so much! I don't wanna be the man for one of these big monster bitches! You say we're close? Is this the kind of people she is?"
"Baby love, I've been mulling over that too..."
Xander interrupted, "Are you sure your psychic process didn't tune in to something wrong? You know, I heard on the radio, a program that comes on 3 in the afternoon with Georgette" (Hm, sounds familiar) "Georgette the talk-show host; She has guests that talk about ghosts, metaphysical, psychic studies and all. She's had some experts that say that dark spirits can sometimes trick psychics!"
Lanying giggled, "I, as an experienced practitioner, am well aware of that. The Love Jinn with whom I do a lot of work with, has never steered me wrong; not for friends, not for mom, or me. He led me to you, didn't he?"
"Yeah..."
"Perhaps this gal... needs rescuing... For now, my personal little 'jury' is still out. Maybe we just ran across some bad apples. Anyway, I was going to say, what I'm going to do is, when we get there, I'll see how it goes. No way am I going to live here. I will try to get her to come with us. If she is as matched to us as the Jinn indicated, she will willingly come with us. Then, on my farm, she'll learn the ways of civilization. But if not, then we go home, and YOU WITH ME!!! I'm not leaving my big sugar here!"
"Oh! I love you so much, Mistress Lanying!" Xander scooted over next to her and hugged her.
"I love you bigly huge too, you big lummox sugar!"

Lanying and Xander were now in a land full of creatures like this one. Well over 7 feet tall and weighing around 470 pounds of pile-driving muscle, they were also found to have child-like minds. None of them were really violent, just... innocently ignorant.

While they were cuddling, a velomobile came by. Like all the others here, it was one of those boxy, tallish types where the rider kind of sits up like in a chair. What comes out but a huge, giant, ground shuddering naked muscle woman. She was 7 feet 6 inches tall, had muscles on top of muscles, and weighed 450 pounds at least. Her blond hair was tied back in two pert pigtails and she had bangs over her big blue eyes.

Lanying had her hand on her crossbow. So did Xander. She came out and toward them, smiling, not acting threatening. She leaned over and looked them over. She had an almost child-like innocence and curiosity.
"What is y'all?" she asked.
"We're from... far away." Lanying answered nervously.
"You look like a doll!" the big blond said to Lanying.
"Can I buy this man?"
"Uh, uh, NO!" Lanying replied.
"What if'n I gives ya 5 acres o' corn?"
"NO!"
"How 'bout 100 acres o' land?"
"NO!"
"500 acres?"
"Look, he's not... for sale! We're from very far away. We're only passing through. It would not be right for the two of us to enter any kind of deal or anything with you or anybody else here."
"But I want 'im! He's perty!"
"Surely there's pretty men around here!" Lanying insisted, holding on to her crossbow.
"Ain't none like that!" she replied.
Lanying forcefully insisted, "Oh yes there is! You just haven't looked hard enough."
"Are you really a woman? You be jist like a girl! If'n so, you ain't got no say. I'll take him and you. I'll take care o' you and raise you, and fuck with the man!"
Lanying stood up defiantly and proclaimed, "I am a Betaqh woman! You will give me the respect I'm due from your kind! Now he's not for sale, and that's final! Now leave!"
"But, I don't haif ta respect no girl! I is strong..." and she made a muscle pose with biceps that must have been 40 inches! She continued, "You is the one that's gotta respect me! I's older and stronger than you! I'm a takin' him! And you!"

All this time, she looked as innocent as can be. She smiled most of the time. But Lanying had enough. She aimed the crossbow right at her face. An arrow was already in place.
Lanying fiercely ordered, "Get back to the car, Xander! And you! Just back off in those woods."
"What are ya gonna do!?" the big gal pleaded, "I wasn't gonna hurt ya!"
"Just get off. Get away! Get back there in the woods!"

The giant gal backed off into the woods. Watching her carefully and keeping the crossbow trained on her, Lanying squatted next to the giant woman's velomobile. One by one, Lanying squeezed the valves on the wheels, letting all the air out. She did so with all 4 tires.

Lanying backed off to her own velomobile. She warned, "You stay put!"
Lanying jumped into her seat, and even before she closed the door, both her and Xander's legs were bearing down full power onto the pedals. Very quickly, they were at 50 mph.

The road would not support 50 mph and soon they had to settle for 30. They went ahead and put in their first pedal cycle for that afternoon.
Lanying commented, "It was a good thing I had already put the stove and stuff away, or we'd a-been leaving that behind too. Man! What kind of a place is this?"
"Somewhere I don't want to live! That's for sure!" Xander insisted.
"Me too!"

At least they had completed lunch. Anyway, they continued on. As the day continued, if they passed any velomobile going the other way and they were moving, it was okay. If they were parked, the other velomobile would almost always stop... Well, one time a trend does not make. However, between the second and third pedal cycles of the afternoon, they were resting when one of those clunky velomobiles came along and, sure enough, out comes a big blond gal, over 7 feet tall, over 400 pounds, naked and muscular. That velomobile had a man in it by the way, in the back and seemingly, not pedaling, more like a passenger. He just cowered in there.
The big woman, with her hair in pigtails again (seems to be the fad around here) came out and wanted Lanying's man. Fortunately, this woman seemed well behaved. After Lanying refused to sell even after being offered an acre of avocados, another man of hers (not the one in the velomobile), and 150 acres, she gave up. Then she complimented Lanying on how cute she was, where's her mother, and so on. After that, she got in her velomobile and left.

After the third pedal cycle, it was getting dark, and cold. The entire day had been chilly, and now it was downright cold. Lanying wore hose and her white blouse, no microskirt. Hmm, interesting. Xander wore another bikini with mesh back that she bought for him. It was skimpier and red. He also wore the longish blue sleeveless shirt. With loaded crossbows in hand, Xander accompanied Lanying while she foraged for vegetables, roots, and nuts.

While cooking, she noted the alcohol was almost used up. "Now how in hell are we gonna get alcohol around here?" Lanying mumbled, "I have NO desire to stop in one of their towns and go in any of the stores."
"Is there even a town around here?" asked Xander.
"We go near one tomorrow. If we turn left on a road, we will go right into it. The map shows that it's fair sized."
"I think the town people will be better behaved," Xander theorized, "That gal we saw over an hour ago was okay. I mean, when you didn't want to sell... me... she accepted it."
"I guess so. Well, we'll go there, but I won't like it!"
"Maybe the lady we're going to see will have alcohol," Xander suggested.
"No, because, maybe she isn't right for us, or she just may not have any, or even if she did, it would be an imposition on her to ask for her fuel."

They finished supper and secured all the utensils and the stove. Despite their sexy attire (including Lanying's interesting twist of wearing the long-sleeved blouse and hose, but no skirt), they did no fucking (must be a first!). The darkness and the possibility of one of those big bitches coming along and the extreme cold made them just want to get going.

Pedaling warmed them up nicely, and the velomobile retained some of that heat. But the windshields kept fogging up which was pesky.

Out of the darkness came careening around one of those clunky velomobiles. It had absolutely no lights. Lanying had her clearance lamps on. The big thing almost hit them, but it veered at the last second as they did. (Huh, so velomobile wrecks are possible. I suppose I should have guessed. But they don't have the body-mincing results of automobile wrecks in "our" world.)

As the night grew late, there were no other velomobiles. Like evenings before, Lanying and Xander pedaled extra time. At about 11 p.m., Lanying urged Xander to sleep, but also to make sure his crossbow was by his side. He covered himself with a sheet and blanket and fell asleep.

It was so cold, that Lanying kept her blouse on. She was nude otherwise. She easily kept the velomobile going 25 mph singlehandedly. Her legs were really growing strong. Her leg muscles were large and steel-cable hard. Her hamstrings were full and hard, balancing out her legs in the rear in development. Her butt was becoming "enhanced" with hard muscle.

Lanying actually encountered a bit of a problem. The big road to the town was already close. In fact, she arrived to it. She slowed down and stopped.
The town was another 8 miles down the big road, to the left. She did NOT want to go there at night. But she noted, the road they were on, after crossing the big road, dwindled to a trail. Apparently the road they had been on was a sort of feeder to that big road. But the other side led to wilderness. Actually, that's good, because there would not be any velomobiles with giant bitches passing by in the night. Lanying proceeded on into the road on the other side of the big road and pedaled on for about a mile. Back in there, she was hidden and felt they could sleep in peace. In the morning, Lanying would go back out that mile, turn right to that town, buy the alcohol, and come back here. The trail-like continuation of the road they had been on IS the route to that mountain lady's home. Alright, it was set, then. Lanying eased the velomobile to the right into the bushes and grass. She was thinking of hiding it in the brush, but decided to go for "take off readiness" instead. On level ground, Lanying did not apply the parking brake. She set her velomobile with two left wheels on... well, not the pavement, not even the hard-packed dirt crown but just sort of on the "clearer" part of the trail. And the velomobile was slightly angled for quick entry onto the, um, trail... cannot really call it a road.
It was still a bit "early" for Lanying. She was not sleepy, but pedaling further at that point would not be good. Not exercising, she felt the cold. She wore her hose, kept on her long-sleeved blouse and then wrapped herself up in a sheet and blanket.
She found a station on the broadcast radio that was propagating from Central Capital. The lightning static was greatly reduced. She listened to an all-night talk show where they were talking about farm issues, some light politics, some spiritual matters, and general gab, gab, gab. With that comforting sound of home, she finally fell asleep.

Xander woke up first, but it was so frightfully cold, he muttered "No way," and stayed wrapped up in his sheet and blanket. All the windshield and windows were fogged, even frosted in spots. He checked Lanying. She was curled up like a cat under a sheet and blanket. Xander settled back on his seat, covered his head and just slept some more.

Sun shined into the velomobile and melted away the frost and evaporated some of the fog from the windshield. Then greenhouse-effect warmed the velomobile to the point it was quite comfortable.
Xander was awakened by the sweet voice of Lanying asking, "Big sugar, are you ready to go with me and try and beat the devil? Or, shall we cook with wood?"
Groggily, Xander replied, "In this waterlogged place? Good luck! I think... with the two of us, in a big city, they should be okay..."
Lanying corrected, "It isn't a big city. Not even a small town by our standards. There's a little more to it than these groups of 3 or 4 houses and a trade center that we have been seeing, but that's about all I can say about it. All I know, is there's a good chance it will have a store with alcohol."
"Okay then," Xander agreed, "Let's go now and get it over with. The pedaling will warm us up."

With some difficulty, Lanying performed a turnabout with the big velomobile. They headed back to the road and arrived within minutes. They then took the turn to the right.

The road they were on was paved but had bumpy repaired areas. Obviously built hundreds of years ago, the road had been patched, gaps filled in, and otherwise mended countless times. The best speed they could do while playing dodge with the bumps was 30 mph. They saw other velomobiles, those boxy types, and even a couple woman-drawn carts. One cart was drawn by 3 men while the woman sat in the cart. Lanying and Xander also overtook and passed a couple of carts like those.

After 6 miles the woods began to give way to farms. Other vehicles increased. After another almost 2 miles, they arrived to the town. As with all towns we have seen so far in this dimension, it starts up "suddenly". Like, you look out to the side, and there is a farm field. Then right next to it, the buildings! Just like that. And usually there is forest or farm behind the buildings.

They were in a land of giants. NObody wore clothes. Despite 40 degrees (4 Celsius) all were buck naked. Men too. Most men had erections. That was certainly worthy of note to Lanying, certainly, but... how? Like, a man just doesn't go around with an erection continuously! Well, ahem. To the business of getting the alcohol for that blasted stove.

The town was mostly homes doubling as businesses. The other side of the town could be seen from where they entered. They could see farm fields beyond that. So, the town was that small.

If men were seen, they would be behind a giant woman. The men were muscular and most were bigger than Xander. They were maybe 6 feet 7 inches at 290 pounds. And their erected cocks were HUGE! I mean, like, over a foot long and 2 inches thick, some of them! Try shoving that in your cunt! But those guys, big as they were, were no match for the 7 feet 4 to 8 inches, 400 to 500 pound gargantuan bitches that led them. Some men were on leashes like some sort of dog. If he had a leash, the harness was his only clothing. Other than that, they were naked. All these folk were handsomely adorned in their natural golden-tan skin and natural pinkish-blond to yellow-blond hair, the guys too.

It was into that kind of environment that Lanying had to drive the velomobile through. First, her velomobile drew looks. Its torpedo-like form with racy fins on back was quite a dazzling sight. Then of course, she could be seen, if not very clearly, through the windshield.
Lanying purposely proceeded slowly, waiting until the way to the back of the store for parking was clear. She quickly turned in, a right turn, and parked behind the store.
Lanying debated what to wear. She wanted to wear the hose and blouse for warmth. Then she decided on total nudity which she does anyway. Besides, pedaling had warmed her up well, and the day was warmer, then about 55 degrees (13 Celsius) Her nudity would match the predominant, shall we say, fashion.

Getting out among weeds, small trees, and bushes, they proceeded to the front and into the store. Lanying instructed Xander to stay close behind her. They went on in.

"Look at that! So darling!" bellowed a naked giant bitch with long flowing blond hair and bangs in her eyes. Just like others seen; 7 feet 6 inches, 450 pounds. A couple heavy, floor shuddering steps and Lanying was whisked up into the giant's bosom. One of her big hands served as seat for Lanying while the other gently held her against the bitch's gigantic boobs.
"WHAT are YOU?" she cheerfully asked with a big, innocent grin.
"Put me down!" Lanying scolded, "I am a Betaqh woman! You will put me down!"

The big muscular bitch bellowed a laugh and said, "Fisty little thing!"

The floor shuddered and quaked as another giant bitch came between the aisles. Her blond hair was cut jaw length and had bangs almost covering her bright blue eyes. As buck naked as the first and as big and heavy and with muscles on top of muscles, she bellowed, "What's up, Sue?"
"Look at this cute little creature that just came in!" Sue replied.
"She IS cute! And pretty! And her hair is so black! May I hold her?"
"Oh, Sally, she just came in. I wanna hold her!"
Lanying pushed at the giant bitch's bosom and squirmed around. She scolded, "I demand that you put me down! I just want to buy some alcohol! Then I'll go!"
"Put her down, Sue!" Sally ordered.
"Oh!" protested Sue.
"Put her down!" Sally ordered again.

Sue put Lanying down but only to hug her and squeeze her head between two humongous boobs.
"I wanna take her home!" Sue said.
"No, no," Sally urged, "Let's just get her the alcohol!"
"But she's homeless and ain't got a mom. I'll raise her!"
"Sue! Look!..." Sally picked up Lanying. Once again Lanying was held against a heaving bosom and over big, rounded boobs bigger than basket balls. "She's an adult! Look! A child doesn't have development like this! Look at her legs. And she has nice bumps on her chest. Cute, tiny and pert. Her size!"

Sally continued to hold Lanying. She addressed Lanying directly and gently asked, "Just who are you anyway?"
"I am a Betaqh woman from the Central Capital!" Lanying fired back.
"Wow!" Sally chuckled in her booming voice, "Frisky little sprite. So tell me, what's a Betach woman?"
"Betaqh, not Betach!" Lanying corrected.
"Uh, yeah. So, what is that?"
"Betaqh are the ruling cla..." Lanying stopped there. In recent decades in Central Capital, what she almost said was considered a racist remark.
Lanying tried to calm down and reformed her answer, "I come from the Central Capital. I am a farmer there. I came here to... for a vacation... for, you know, adventure, something different."

Sue crowded in and began stroking Lanying's hair. Sue commented, "So cute! So darling! I wish I could take her home! This hair is so soft and so black! OH! LOOK!"
Sue discovered Lanying's ears. Sue commented profusely, "That's so darling! Like a little... rabbit or something! So cute! Can I hold her? Please?"
"SET ME DOWN!" Lanying screamed.
"Okay, okay, ya fisty little sprite! My goodness! What she lacks in size she makes up for in force!"
Chuckling a bellowing laugh, Sally set Lanying down. The two huge bitches crowded in. Lanying found herself almost wedged in a space between each of the giant bitch's boobs. Lanying kind of ducked and got a few steps away from them.
"Where's the alcohol? Gees!" Lanying then demanded.

(I was thinking, if you the reader and I did not know better, it almost sounds like a wino demanding a drink (alcoholic drink, that is). Alcohol, used as a fuel, formerly was commonplace in this dimension. It used to power electric plants for electricity and other things. Now its only use is portable stoves and such, like Lanying is using.)

"Okay, okay, little sprite. Come over here, bring your container!" Sally replied.

As they stepped over to where the alcohol supplies were apparently kept, Sue noticed Xander. They had been so fascinated with Lanying, they had not noticed Xander up to now.
"Who's is that man?" asked Sue.
"Yeah!" Sally agreed, noticing him, "Who are you? To whom do you belong?"
Xander stuttered, "I... uh, uh, I am..."
"He is MINE!" Lanying answered forcefully.
"YOU own a MAN?" asked Sue.
"Of COURSE she owns a man!" replied Sally, "I done told you and showed you, she's an adult."

Sally looked Xander over. She humped her hips a bit and bit her lip. She looked horny. From where Lanying was, she could see the giant bitch's vulva swelling up and getting wet. Sally asked Lanying, "Can I buy him? I'll give you a lot for him! A whole sack of gold!"
"He's NOT for sale! Now get me the alcohol!" Lanying demanded.

(I must admit to chuckling as I write this. She DOES sound like a wino! But remember, it is just fuel for her camp stove!)

Sally offered, "You don't believe me? Look..."

Sally reached behind a counter and brought out a for-real, authentic, bonafide sack of gold nuggets and some coins! She handed it to Lanying. Sally held it like it was nothing. But when Lanying took it, she almost dropped it and it made her stumble, due to its weight. Sally held the sack and secured it in Lanying's comparatively tiny, brown hand.
"Got it, sweety? It's heavy, isn't it?"
Lanying held a sack, about 8 inches high, of gold that must have weighed 50 pounds!
"It's all yours if you sell him to me." Sally smiled.

In Central Capital, as with "our" world, that much gold would be worth millions! I don't know where these yokels got that much gold, but they appear not to give it that much value. However, Sally, a store owner and apparently commanding some kind of authority, was offering Lanying a big price.

Lanying heaved the gold back to Sally's hands. With only a couple fingers and a thumb, Sally easily took it. Lanying insisted, "I do NOT want to sell my man. What I want is for you to fill this container with alcohol, I'll pay you, and then we leave! Now! Is that too difficult to understand?"
"Okay, okay, ya firecracker!" Sally chuckled, "But you ain't gonna get an offer like that from anybody else!"

Sally stepped to the back of the store and bellowed, "BILLY! Get in here! I gotta fuck!"

Sally then came back. At last, Sally pumped some alcohol into Lanying's container. Lanying paid Sally using Central Capital paper money.
"Oh! Yes! Of course! You just said you was from Central Capital. Nice!"
Sally gladly accepted Lanying's Central Capital money. The price seemed a bit much, but no matter, Lanying just wanted out of there.

A man who Sally apparently called came in. He had an erection of 14 inches and 2 inches thick. Sally stepped up to him and spread her legs. He jammed the entirety of that huge pole into Sally's swollen vulva. Within seconds, gigantic huffing, bellowing and howling was heard. Lanying was amazed at that. Having acquired and paid for her alcohol, she could go now.
"Let's go, Mistress!" Xander urged.
"Don't force yo Mistress, boy!" Sue warned.
"It's okay," Lanying assured. Extreme lustful curiosity took over Lanying, delaying her running out as, perhaps, you were expecting. Lanying actually hesitated to ask Sue, "How is it, that all men here, have hardons?"

Sue grinned big, and replied, "Cute little one, you want your man to have a hardy all the time? Come this way..."

Sue led Lanying to an aisle where things for men were sold. From the shelf Sue took off a bag full of leaves and a bag full of ground up dried leaves. She then showed Lanying something that looks like a ring, somewhat flexible.

Sue instructed, "Feed your man these," she showed the fresh leaves, "They were picked this mornin'. Tomorrow, feed him these after you've taken a pinch and put 'em into boiling water. But later today, after feeding him the fresh ones, when he gets a hardy, put this ring on it, and roll all the way to its base and leave it. Then, it'll stay hard all day long! You can fuck whenever you wanna!"
"Hmm!" Lanying uttered, "Can... I buy it?"
"Sure! This is a store, ain't it?"
"I meant, can you sell it to me?"
"Oh sure! Yeah! I can sell ya stuff. Sally's my boss. But I work here. Come here and pay for it, and you'll be set!"

Lanying made the additional purchase then left.

Lanying no sooner went out the door then two big hands scooped her up... again! ("Sigh!" This is getting monotonous; now I know how the kitty feels!)
So, once again, she was in the bosom of a giant blond. Her pinkish-blond, silky hair was tied back in two pigtails. Bangs were in her eyes.
"So CUTE!" this one bellowed with a big, innocent grin.
"Put me DOWN! I'm a Betaqh woman!"
"You're a little fairy, is what you is!" chuckled the big naked bitch that had Lanying, "I'm taking you home!" The big gal turned her head to brush her pigtails in Lanying's face, sort of in the manner of someone going "ochie-coochi-coo" to a baby or something.

"CASSY!" boomed Sue who had seen what was going on and came out, "Put her down! Sally says she's an adult and stuff and we're not suppose to take her home and stuff. I know she's cute, but you gotta put her down. She just bought alcohol, man enhancers and a cock ring from us. So I know she's adult!"
The big gal, Cassy apparently, looked at Sue a number of seconds with sad big blue eyes. Slowly she set Lanying down.
"Get in the store, Cassy!" Sue ordered. Cassy went in.
"You go now, sprite!" Sue urged, "I'll hold her plenty of time for your to go!"
"Thank you!" Lanying replied. She hurried, pushing Xander, on to the velomobile.

When they got to the back of the store, they saw that their velomobile had an admirer.
Standing next to the velomobile and looking in was a nude blond pigtailed woman no taller than Lanying, and very slender. She was willowy, agile, and fit. She was barely 6 feet (remember Lanying is 5 feet 11-and-1/2 inches). Pinkish, roundish face indicated immaturity. When she heard Lanying, she turned her head around whipping those pert pigtails around with it, and looked them up and down with huge blue eyes half covered by bangs. She quietly backed up. Lanying smiled. The slender gal smiled shyly and watched.

Lanying and Xander scrambled into their velomobile, backed up, then went out the alley onto the street, turning left. They had company. With pigtails flying behind her, the slender woman, probably a girl by local standards, ran after them. She was obviously just playing. At 15 mph, she easily kept up. Upon leaving the town, Lanying and Xander increased speed to 30 mph. The slender gal kept up! And she kept up quite a ways before slowing from the run and watching them. She seemed to be giggling. In the rearview mirror, Lanying saw the girl twirl in exuberance with pigtails swinging straight out, and then hop and skip back toward the town.

"My goodness, these people! She kept up with us over a mile! A mile at 30 miles per hour! NO athlete in Central Capital can do that!"
"Any of these people could steal the Olympics," Xander commented, "if they could be trained... tamed I should say."

THIS... is a highway... or it used to be, thousands of years ago. Depopulation has left it abandoned for the most part, now used mainly by deer. Xander and Lanying now tour on this. But wait, it gets even worse...

After 7 more miles, Lanying turned left onto that road that was hardly more than a trail. She checked to make sure they were not being followed. They headed down the trail to get into that day's journey. Even under rough road conditions, they would make it to the mountain gal today. In fact, that is exactly where they were headed, the mountains where she lived. They loomed ahead, big, majestic, imposing. The map indicated the road they were following would wind its way up and thread through a somewhat disorganized hodge-podge of mountains and generally high country. Among all those mountains and wilderness is where they would find this "mountain maid" as she has been being referred to, the main purpose of this trip.

First thing to do was have breakfast.
Lanying waited until they had gone 10 miles down the trail. And it was a trail. Maintained only by deer, it looked like no one used it at all. Already, they were beginning to climb. They found a nice quiet spot. With crossbows in hand, they both foraged for tender leaves, green stems, roots, and nuts. Xander gathered a few blackberries.

Because of the cold, Lanying wore her hose and white blouse and nothing else. From viewing such an enticing sight, Xander had an erection all during lunch. After securing the utensils, Lanying leaned over a limb and let Xander relieve his aching cock in her snug, warm hole.

Lanying had to pedal singlehandedly for a while, while Xander recovered from the fuck. But she did not mind. She looked back at him sometimes and muttered, "I love him!"

Bouncing and trundling along, and climbing, the speed was about 10 mph. That would be plenty to do the final 60 miles or so, according to the map and Lanying's psychic findings, to the mountain maid's home.

Lanying went ahead and put in the first 50-minute pedal cycle. Everything was fine; the weather, no more big giant bitches, and beautiful scenery. However, this same woods would be boogery at night. But the biggest problem was the trail. It slowly dwindled out. The deer apparently had their own idea of where the road should go. At a certain point, a trail went off to the left and steeply down between the flutes of the mountain she was climbing. Lanying rechecked the map to make sure she was suppose to go straight.

Proceeding on, the trail was almost nothing. The trail was covered by leaves. Small trees were growing, and tall grass and low bushes brushed against the velomobile's sides and bottom. In a couple places, the trail was just plain gone. Lanying was pedaling the velomobile through the forest, period. There was a slight absence of mature trees and underbrush along with a slight "gully" where a road once was. That was the only way Lanying knew which way to drive. The wheels of the velomobile were sloshing through layers of leaves from past autumns. Fortunately, these mountains were not so rugged as "The Wall" area of mountains, so there were no particularly dangerous spots such as sheer cliffs.

Conditions were so poor, the velomobile kept bogging down on underbrush and leaves. The rear wheels kept spinning every so often, on the slippery leaves and because not all of the weight was on the wheels; some of the weight was being born by grass, small bushes and leaves under the velomobile. Lanying was flexing her powerful legs near maximum and creeping along at less than 2 mph. She gave up pedaling, took out the rope and tied it to the velomobile's front tow-hitch. Then Lanying simply got out and walked, towing the velomobile behind her. The stop and resulting cessation of sound almost woke up Xander. Lanying let him sleep. She began towing.

Man! It IS getting rough! The artist/sysop managed to relay Lanying's feelings as she trudges through that desolate forest alone, with her sleeping guy in the velomobile that she tows behind her.

The pictures are in the rough stage. The sysop/artist has to wrestle time away from that mean ol' making-a-living monster, so he will finish out one by one, slowly, later on...

And, as well, if Lanying appears rough in these pictures, keep in mind, it is due to the conditions! Part of it is the unfinished stage of the pictures, but even when finished, she will still look a little rough. In that boogery forest pulling that velomobile, trudging through brush and leaves, it is going to be at least, a "bad hair day"!



Remember she's pulling nearly 300 pounds behind her through the rough underbrush. Incomplete state of the picture probably does not show that adequately...






That's for sure, bitch!




























Now, she IS getting a bit creepy! He's alone way out there with a chick who is not only forever horny, but sucks blood! Isn't it a bit weird how she still has boundless energy after several fucks, pedaling much of the day, then towing the velomobile through the brush, like, she should be sleeping by now, right next to her exhausted guy! But she's still bristling, obsessed with filling her hole! Wow, I wonder if she has some kind of energy-zapping thing from her guy going on!




























Gees! Lanying is some kind of a little "vamp" or something!

How 'bout it, guys? Would ya let a chick bite and chew your biceps and lap your blood if she let you fuck her?

And at that, we continue with the account...

Originally, Lanying wore her long-sleeved blouse due to the cold. But the hard tugging quickly warmed her up. She stripped the blouse and just went naked. She considered the rubber shoes but decided against it because going barefooted gave better traction.

Lanying finally wrapped up the first "pedal cycle", which included towing on foot, and stopped.
They were simply in the forest, that's it! No road, no trail. The only guide was a line of less mature growth and sometimes a slight gully or depression which indicated where a road once was.

The sudden quiet from stopping woke Xander up. They both exited to survey the situation.
"What are we going to do, Mistress?" Xander asked.
"Well, you can make out where the trail once was," Lanying replied, pointing out less growth and the slight "gully". "I've been towing on foot. Now that you're awake, you can tow some, allowing me to rest. When either you or I are resting, we will simply walk beside the velomobile, okay?"
"Oh yes, yes. I understand."

This is what Lanying and Xander have to follow. Can you see the freakin' road? I almost can't.

Lanying studied the map and compass. The "road" was leading them correctly.
"What are we gonna do if the road gives out completely?" Xander asked.
"I think... I hope anyway, that what we are seeing here, is already, the road having given out completely. Look! Where's the road? There isn't any. We are merely following the remains of a road that once was, using less mature foliage and a slight gully as a guide. I hope the deer have maintained the road ahead. My theory is that after we crest this mountain and descend back down, it will pick up."
"I hope so," Xander replied, "This sucks."
"Oh, I don't know... it's kind of cool. Gosh, when you think of times hundreds of years ago, maybe a thousand years ago, when this road was traveled, and now, completely abandoned. It's... weird feeling. Just as long as we have something to go by."

After the break, Xander towed the velomobile while Lanying jogged ahead. Xander saw sprite Lanying running ahead; he watched her jiggling butt, rippling thighs, and her hair flying up as she leapt over bushes and such. In seconds his cock tugged at his g-string and then sprung free. Lanying came hop-skipping and jogging back saying, "Yes, from a distance, it is easy to make out where road... used to... be... WOW!"
She literally smacked her lips as she gazed at that thick engorged throbbing piece of flesh.
"Mistress," Xander begged, "May I fuck you? It aches!"

Lanying motioned for Xander to momentarily stop. Smiling sweetly and with understanding, she said, "Sweet big sugar! I know it aches! You know, when I see your boner out there throbbing with juice at the tip and all ready to gore the crap outa me, I get an ache too! Look..."
Lanying turned around and bent over, letting Xander clearly see her swollen vulva and labias. Then she stood straight, turned around and continued, "See? They're all puffy, hard and stiff! That's my erection! That's my boner! It aches on me too! But we gotta resist it! We need our energy to get us out of this!"
Letting Xander see her swollen labias, which were also glistening with moisture, did not help.
Lanying continued, "Now big sugar, you just keep pulling and, think of something else. Resist it. Okay, baby?"
"Okay," Xander replied in a quaky voice.
"Mmmm, sure does look good!" Lanying commented, staring at that throbbing dick. "Here, I'll lick that juice off..."
Lanying bowed over and kissed and licked Xander's cock tip. Xander groaned.
She spun around in front of him, giggling and her hair spinning out so that it brushed across his face.

Xander could not stand it. Blessed relief from his painfully engorged cock was mere inches away. Her back was turned and that gorgeous butt, and the labias within, were right there. He could not stand it. He reached out and picked Lanying up, just lifting her up by grasping her just under her arms. She let out a sweet sounding yelp of protest. His shoulder muscles bulged when he lifted Lanying high enough to clear his cock. He set her down right on his pole. The entirety of his rod burrowed deep into Lanying. She groaned in ecstasy. Xander held her off her feet with one arm just under her breasts and the other arm's hand holding on to the back of her muscular thigh. Though Xander has more arm strength, Lanying could have fought away had she wanted to. But, once penetrated by that big thick pole, she did not want to!
Xander held her just off her feet, against his body, while he humped right there, standing. She groaned and rolled her head back. He humped furiously, bringing her to 3 orgasms before he furiously spurted. He banged her ceiling firmly while spurting which helped her more quickly get in that third orgasm, before he went soft.
He continued holding her for a time, while he eked out all pleasure. Relieved and profoundly relaxed, he set her down. He huffed, "I'm sorry, Mistress! I didn't mean ta..."
Lanying turned around and leaned on him, and laid her head on his shoulder. She placed her hands around his waist and felt over his back. She cooed, "Aw, sugar. That's entirely okay!" She kissed his lips then continued, "I couldn't resist either." Another kiss. She cooed while pretend punching him gently, "You big bully! Picking me up like that! What a way to treat your Mistress!"
Xander squeezed Lanying in a firm hug. She "melted" into it.

After a minute or two, Lanying cooed while still on his chest, "Okay sugar baby, get in the car and sleep. I'll..."
"No," Xander said in a groggy voice, "I'll pull. You've pulled enough..."
"No, no, baby. A man's got to rest at least a few minutes after doing that. You lay down in your seat. I'll give you 15 minutes. After that, I'll tow while you walk beside for 30 minutes or something like that, then you pull. Okay, sugar?"
"Okay, sweet Mistress!" He hugged her firm, "OH! The Creator blessed me with you!"
Lanying giggled and replied, "My, my, my! Sweety! The Creator blessed me with you!

Lanying helped Xander to his seat. As soon as he laid down, he was out and snoring. "Sweet baby!" Lanying cooed while adoring him. She covered him with a sheet and quietly closed his door.

Changing her suggested plan a bit, Lanying went ahead and towed the velomobile with him in it. It was heavy going, but it was better than standing still.
After 20 minutes, she woke Xander up. He noticed the change in surroundings and commented, "Gosh! You're so strong! As well as gorgeous and cute!"
Lanying giggled and twirled, "YES! I am!" She wound up her spin with a spread-legged muscle pose. Stoney little biceps popped up in her arms of 11 inches. What really bulged out were her legs.

"Okay, baby!" Lanying giggled as she quit the pose, "I better stop or you'll want to fuck again... and then so will I. If you get a boner, can you hide it?" She giggled.
"I'll try, but it isn't easy," Xander replied with a chuckle.
"Yeah..." Lanying breathed, "I suppose it would NOT be easy to hide something that big."

Lanying marched to the front of the velomobile and began towing. "Okay sugar, just walk along beside me. Your turn in about 30 minutes."
"Yes Mistress!" Xander happily replied.

Wow, this is what they're dealing with. I don't even see a trail here... Well, yeah, I see part of one, maybe. This is why they are having to practically drag the velomobile behind them. Aiya! What a way to travel!

The mountain began to present them with a climb in earnest then. They were tugging against a significant uphill. Xander took over in 30 minutes, sure enough, and it was getting steep.
As they ascended, the vegetation decreased and it was easier to see the gully or depression where the road used to be. Then there were places were "street stones" were laid. Though grass grew between the cracks, this easily guided them the rest of the way. Also, in spots, they actually were able to get in and pedal, all be it at a slow 3 to 5 mph.

A very difficult spot was encountered which was due to a missing bridge that once crossed a creak. They then had to tow the velomobile first down a steep embankment than up the embankment on the other side. At the bottom of the creak bed, they literally had to pick up the velomobile to portage it over craggy rocks. Xander picked up the trunk end which was heavier. His 15-inch biceps were a little more capable at that than Lanying's 11-inch biceps. It took both of them pulling together to get the velomobile up a 40-degree slope.

After that difficulty and after a little while longer, they crested the mountain. The top of the mountain was whipped by freezing winds. Even working, Xander had to put on his longest sleeveless t-shirt and Lanying put on her hose and blouse. She keeps not putting on her skirt. She just leaves that part of her body bare. With her hot cunt, I feel she does not need any covering in that area!
They continued on down. Fortunately, in most areas they were able to ride. They kept braking to not exceed 5 mph due to the rough stones.

None of the creeks or streams Lanying and Xander encountered had bridges. They were long gone ages ago. Some were quite significant like the one above demonstrates.

On the downhill side, there were two other bridgeless creaks that they had to drag the velomobile over, including having to portage it over stones. Soon after the second portage because of no bridge, the laid-stones part of the trail ended. They were then back to following a "trail" of slightly less mature foliage and a slight gully.

At last, the deer came to the rescue, so to speak. The trail picked up, and they were actually able to ride on it, only 5 to 8 mph but it was sure better than that towing-crap!

Well, that set them behind. Lanying had figured 10 mph. It took them three hours to get over that mountain.

According to the map, they were to turn left, and so, roughly north, to go to the area where the mountain maid lived. To Lanying's relief, the road was encountered. And to their delight, it was a clear, hard-packed trail. After turning left and going a mile or so, there was even a sign with a name, Sholeigh, which was confirmed by the map.

Now they were able to make 15 to 20 mph for quite a while. After some time, on the other lane, there was a cart, a rickshaw like device, being pulled by a man while the big muscular woman sat, riding. She had a brief top on, like a tank-top. She might have had something on below, but her sitting position made it difficult to see, and Lanying did not wish to stare. Both the pulling man and his Mistress stared at Lanying's big, sleek velomobile as it passed.

Later, they overtook and passed a wagon full of crops on their lane. Upon passing, in the rearview mirror it could be seen that a big, giant, naked, muscular blond woman was pulling, while two of her men walked beside. Her huge muscles were bulging and rippling as she pulled what appeared to be an entire ton of crops. They saw a few more of these kinds of things. No velomobiles were seen.
They made Lanying and Xander a bit nervous, so they kept their rest stops short.

When the lunch break time came, Lanying suggested, "We're almost done with this part of the road. The map shows we turn right in another 10 miles. It looks like a small road. We'll have lunch after another pedal cycle, okay?"
Xander agreed.

Even the better roads were no more than wide trails best used for hiking, similar to this. The clunky velomobiles of the region, however, seem suitable to them.

After the 10 miles they turned right onto a road that was more like a trail. Highest speed possible was 15 mph in places. About 5 miles into it, they approached from behind, a big huge naked blond woman with her man walking behind her. She had long flowing, silky blond hair halfway down her back. They both turned and stared in amazement as Lanying and Xander passed in their velomobile. Lanying did a quick smile and wave, and pressed on the pedals. Despite road roughness, they pushed 15 mph for a while.

Lanying commented to Xander, "What makes me nervous, is that on a road like this, they could easily run up with us. A trail like this is best for walking, actually."
"But what can she do if she does catch up?" Xander asked, "We're in here!"
"Hmm, they're strong enough to grab a hold of the tail and stop us."
"Well, so far, so good. They only seem curious." Xander replied.

They put in an extended pedal cycle of 70 minutes, during which time they disturbed and passed by a small herd of deer. Again, it was the ubiquitous deer that appeared to be the maintainer of these ancient, abandoned roads. The trail conditions held up as they began another ascent. At that point, which by now was so late in the afternoon that it was almost supper, they stopped for lunch.

After exiting the velomobile, Lanying stopped and listened carefully...
Just a bit more detail on how she does that; she has done it a number of times now. Remember she has those pointed ears. Well, they are not only cute, but they are very acute; sensitive, that is. Lanying's hearing is extremely good. She can hear things other people cannot. Anyway, she holds absolutely still, tells Xander to hold still if necessary, sweeps back her hair from her ears, and listens. And of course, her arm action and position when she sweeps back her hair displays her firm brown arms with her sexy axillae and those little golf-ball hard biceps.
Anyway, she listened to make sure there was no unwanted company, then began foraging.

Due to the cold, she put on her hose and blouse, but no skirt. The way her tight, ample butt buns stuck out from underneath that blouse, and the way her pleasure area was left wide open between blouse and hose, resulted in a pounding erection on Xander. She had a hard time resisting letting his big thick cock in her. His gorgeous appearance from wearing that longish sleeveless shirt did not help.

All the time they were eating, she sat on a rock with her legs spread. He gazed into that awesome brown vulva. His cock stayed hard the entire lunch. Prefuck juice kept coming out and even dripping off. She looked at him and giggled. Hardly a word was spoken.

After lunch, instead of bending over a rock or limb and presenting her butt, she asked while leaning on his chest, "Big sugar, could you lift me up from behind, like you did before, and hold me while you fuck me? I loved that..."
Xander groaned "Sure..."
Xander's strong arms heaved the fiery sprite up and then set her down on top his pole, letting it shove in deep. One arm across her front, underneath her breasts, and one arm holding one of her muscular legs held her in perfect position for a cervix pounding fuck. She squealed through four orgasms by the time he furiously gushed deep in her, pressing on her cervix.

After he softened and set her down, she turned around and hugged. She cooed, "Mmmm, I love doin' it that way!"
"Okay, sweet Mistress!" Xander happily but sleepily replied then added, "And gad! Your cunt feels so good!"
Lanying giggled, "Oh, I know! But, keep tellin' me!"

Lanying put Xander to bed. She put away stove and utensils and pedaled on singlehandedly.
Later Xander woke up and joined Lanying in pedaling.

They really were nearing the mountain maid's home. But the coming of darkness was interfering.
They continued the climb up the mountain. It was not that high. The road barely held out, and like the one before, became laid stones when near the top of the pass. The other side was a little worse for a while, where the road dwindled to a gully with scant growth. In one place, there was a significant dip where there was a seasonal stream. It did have a bit of water in it at that time. They had to temporarily exit the velomobile and help its wheels over the stream and then push it back up the other side. They did not utilize the velomobile's hitch. It was nearly dark, so, despite having had lunch only 80 minutes ago, Lanying went ahead and gathered and cooked supper, using the crystal clear water from the very stream they had just crossed.

The cold forced them into the velomobile to eat the supper once cooked. Unable to see Lanying's awesome vulva, Xander did not beg for sex. But that was okay, Lanying wanted to get to a certain point then stop for the night.

With dark-blue dark conditions outside, Lanying crawled atop Xander and sat on him, straddling him and his seat. She turned on the dome light. She showed him her map.
"This is the point my remote viewing takes over. Now, it gets dicey. I gotta wait for bright daylight. We will proceed to this point, and then sleep..."
"Okay..." Xander said in quivering voice as his cock erected up and "met" Lanying's vulva.
Lanying grinned big and folded her map. She laid on down on Xander, her front to his. She slid down him and let his cock bore on in her. She began slow humping.
"Mmmm, sugar, I never get enough of your meat!"
"And I never get tired of fucking your hole! Mmmm!"

And then they were at it again. If anybody was out there in the woods, they could see the action because the dome light was on; except that the windows and windshield fogged up. The entire velomobile rocked from Lanying's furious humping. Xander's cock stayed hard and stayed hard. Lanying achieved 6 orgasms before Xander finally huffed and blew through his orgasm. Not much spurted but it still felt awesome.
"I've fucked you dry, sugar!" Lanying giggled.
"Oohhh," Xander sleepily said as he fell into profound relaxation after gratification, "And every drop goin' in ya felt so super good..." and then he fell asleep right there. Lanying reached up, turned off the dome light, and pulled a sheet and blanket over them both. With her on top and his cock still partially in her, she fell asleep.
To an outside observer; to the trees; (they have consciousness) the velomobile went dark, still and silent for quite some time.

After over an hour maybe, Lanying woke up. She was between Xander and a blanket. It felt so warm and she was where she wanted to be, on his bosom. His softened cock lay with its tip just on her vulva. She began to get up. But when she moved the blanket, it was freezing. She quickly went back under the blanket, covering her head even. Her feet were like ice blocks because they had been laying on the floor the whole time. She lifted them up and re-laid them near Xander's legs and under the blanket. She remained where she was, straddling him. It felt warm and, even with him asleep, she felt love. She thought to herself, "We're close to her home, but I need daylight. I'm callin' it a day!" And then she fell asleep on top of him.

Another hour later, Xander woke up. It took him a minute to realize what was happening. Ordinarily, he would be awaking to the sound of the velomobile moving along, with tireless Lanying pedaling singlehandedly. But not this time. He woke up to deafly quiet conditions, darkness and... warmth... A cute, solid chunk of sweetness was atop him. Her head on his shoulder, her hair tickling his nose, and her cunt right at where he was experiencing a spontaneous erection that almost always happens to him upon waking.

Xander slightly repositioned the blanket as he moved his hands to gently caress her firm shapely body. He felt over her solid back, her narrow waist and her big, firm butt. His cock erected fully and, just automatically, found and burrowed into her hole while she was asleep.
"Oooohhhh! Gads, that feels good!" he moaned. So now, he had his cock deep inside Lanying who was fast asleep on his front. After so many fucks before, he was able to resist moving... for a while. He just lay there, in the dark, with the only sensation being that excruciating ecstasy of his pole being deep in his Mistress. He just floated in that manner of bliss a while.

But he could not just sit still with his entire cock deep in his Mistress. He moved it a little. She eventually woke up with a soft little moan. It perhaps took her a few seconds to realize where she was because her position and status for the time of day was unusual.
"Lanying? Baby?" Xander softly called.
"Mmmm"
"Want to fuck?"
"Yesss..." she cooed sleepily.
She started to shift position a bit and found the lower part of her body anchored in place. She realized that the dreamy full feeling was coming from a turgid post being inside her, just sitting there, occasionally throbbing.
"Wow, sugar," she said in slurred, sleepy speech, "you fuckin' me while I sleep? Cool! Mmmm! It feels super..."
Lanying went limp, just passively soaking it in.
Xander hugged her and held her in place while he humped from underneath. She just lay there in a dreamy state and let him take her to orgasm, without any of her movements. Orgasm came, smooth, long and surprisingly intense. He continued humping until she came to another one of those dreamy orgasms. Soon after that, he climaxed, spurting very little out.
After that, both of them just lay there under the blankets, with his cock partially in her, and fell asleep again.

This kind of fuck occurred two other times that night.
Lanying never did pedal any more that night. Later, the human body being the way it is, she had to take other positions. It was tricky for 2 people to be comfortable on a seat barely wide enough for one. But any attempt to get out from under the blankets was met with shivering cold, so they gave up and stayed together.
One position that worked was when he laid on his side with Lanying on her side and her back plastered to his front with his arms around her. This also positioned his cock right at her vulva, so that when a spontaneous night erection occurred, she was right there to fuck. That was the second of the two fucks mentioned above.

So for the entire night, the velomobile just sat there in that woods, in the dark and dark itself. The windows were thoroughly fogged. Two or three times that night, the velomobile quaked and shuddered then would go silent again.

Bright sunlight filtered through a heavily fogged and even partially frosted windshield. At that time, Lanying was on her back, laying on Xander's front. Lanying fluttered open her eyes. Light was filtering dimly through the blanket that was over her head. She pulled it down slowly. Her nostrils took in frigid air.
"I'll just let the sun do its thing for a while before I get up," she muttered. Xander began to stir. His cock rose and met her vulva. Lanying positioned herself so that as it hardened, his cock would push into her hole. So that time, it was Xander that woke up to his cock already being inside Lanying, with her squirming around on it. Of course, that became a full-out fuck. Xander held Lanying by holding her across her front just below her pert little boobs with one arm and across her tummy with his other arm. Holding her in that position, Xander humped furiously from underneath. Once again, in the early, chilly first rays of sunlight of the morning, the velomobile shook and quaked.

After 3 excruciatingly intense orgasms of Lanying, Xander had his own intense fuck.
As Xander simmered, Lanying softly advised, "Sweety, just sleep now, and be very quiet. I am going to use the energies of the morning, and the characteristics of my energy after a long night's sleep and after a great fuck, to see if I can access The Knowing, and clarify and check my part of the route."
Xander sleepily agreed, "Okay, sweet Mistress..." and then he was out.

Laying comfortably on her back upon Xander, and with his cock still partially in her, she covered her head and let herself slip out of body.


Xander woke up quite a while later. The sun was shining directly now and lighting the inside of the velomobile brightly. All the frost had melted and some of the fog was evaporating. There was still enough fog to diffuse the scene outside. Greenhouse effect was warming the velomobile nicely. Sweet Lanying lay on his front with dainty little snoring. He just waited for her to awake.

At last Lanying woke up and got off Xander. Both of them exited. It was something like 10:30 in the morning. In the same spot they had supper, Lanying gathered leaves, tender green stems, and such along with clear stream water and cooked breakfast.

Lanying sat next to Xander so they could share each other's warmth. Unlike last night, they ate breakfast outside. Lanying wore her blouse and hose, but being right next to Xander "relieved" him of seeing her tempting vulva, and he did not suffer erections. He enjoyed his breakfast "in peace".

After breakfast, Lanying secured stove and utensils, and at last, after their longest break of the journey except for overnight stays at Basheera's house and Ona Bitch's house, they finally began moving. Lanying had stripped nude despite the cold, for she knew she would soon warm up from exercise. Xander stripped off his sleeveless t-shirt later.

This is typical of the numerous streams or creeks that Lanying and Xander had to portage their velomobile over. All the bridges, along the ancient abandoned roads that they are using, are long gone.

They continued down the mountain. The trail improved some, but they had to pull and push and even carry the velomobile over a couple bridgeless gullies. One was a considerable stream. Holding the velomobile over their heads, Xander and Lanying waded across a stream with icy water up to their waists.

After that large stream, they encountered a part of the trail where many deer used it. The trail was well cleared and packed, though bumpy. Two separate times, they encountered groups of deer. Speeds averaged 5 to 10 mph.

During the third pedal cycle, a trail was encountered that was identified purely by Lanying's "psychic map making". According to Lanying's penciled-in route, they were to turn left and go north a short ways.

"While out of body, a Jinn and I flew over this! I recognize it!" Lanying declared.
Xander was utterly fascinated with his seemingly magical Mistress.
She made sure to clearly mark trees where ever they turned. She carefully recorded points on the map as they were observed or confirmed.

They took a right turn, following a penciled-in route on her map. None of the trails had names or numbers. They were purely deer trails. They showed no signs of ever being used by humans.

"This is it," declared Lanying, "After about 8 miles, we start looking for a trail leading off to the left. That will go to her house.

They almost missed it. They turned left. Speeds during all this twisting and turning were in the 3- to 5-mph range. Deer, fortunately, seem to dislike steep hills too. The trails wound around but were surprisingly well graded. However, as well, they were in a sort of valley, between major mountains.

However after turning left, the "deer engineering" suffered a bit so far as grading is concerned. It was a steep climb. Grinding in lowest granny gears, they made 2 mph. After 3 miles of climbing (and thus more than an hour), it began to level off into a "bench"; a mountain dweller's term for a bit of level ground on the side of an otherwise steep mountain.

Jill's cabin is much like this, and similar in wilderness setting.

And then, there it was, to the right. A simple shack that appeared "home-made" sat on a bit of high ground and on a rock. Behind the shack, the mountain with a dense forest continued on up. The front of the shack faced south and thus, had a view of the lower lands in front of it, since that was the downhill side of the mountain. The area south of the shack was clear of trees. That gave access to the beautiful view of the lower ground and the distant mountains to the south from a sort of "porch" of the shack. The porch was merely an extension of the tin roof over the ground, supported by beams. There was a wooden bench swing set up at the side of the door to the shack.

The trail continued to the left and up, around the mountain ahead of them. Xander asked, "Is... that it? The trail looks like it doesn't end here..."
"It's a deer trail," explained Lanying, "It just goes on where ever. But the mountain maid's house is right there. I saw this as clear as day in all my visions. I remote viewed it! This is it!"
"Huh" uttered a fascinated Xander.

"Uh..." began Xander, "Like... what do we do now?"

Lanying pedaled a few strokes to pull the velomobile off the deer trail. Upon noting that nobody came out, she pedaled the velomobile on right, into the clear dirt area in front of the shack. Interestingly, before getting out, she went to the trouble to turn the velomobile around, requiring several backups and forwards. After getting the velomobile pointed out (for quick escape?), Lanying exited, followed nervously by Xander. Lanying stopped and motioned Xander to stop. She pushed her hair away from her ears and listened. She closed her eyes and felt...
She reported, "Nice energy here, but, there is a bit of fear energy... Follow me..."

They neared the shack. They peered in one of the windows. They were much started by a sudden noise from inside. The rattle of a lightweight chain and "Oh! I beg ya! Let me go!"
Lanying gathered herself from the fright and observed. He was chained up and on a leash like an animal. He was naked otherwise. He was bigger than Xander and very muscular. He gazed at them from inside through the window. His natural blond hair was shoulder length and bangs in his eyes. His big blue eyes conveyed sadness and longing.

Lanying ventured, "Are... you being held here... captive?"
"She bought me! But I wanna go home to mamma! Let me go! Please?" and tears formed in his eyes.

"I don't like the looks of this!" Xander commented, "Let's... go home! You found me, I found you, we love each other. These people are all weird wacked out loony toons! Let's just..."
"Shhh..." Lanying gently shushed, "I feel... she loves him, wants him... but, this is not the way."

Lanying addressed the chained up guy, "Just wait, we'll see what we can do."
He went back in the dark of the shed and cried.
"Gees!" Xander commented, "He's pitiful!"
"In due time, in due time," Lanying urged. She beckoned, "Let's go."
"'Gulp', go where?"
"Find her! She's gathering maybe. It's noon time. Early for us but, lunch time for most. It's okay... I feel it..."

Nervously, Xander followed Lanying, hoping to The Creator that her psychic feelings were correct. These people are giants. Physically, Xander and Lanying did not stand a chance. Xander suggested, "Shouldn't we take our crossbows?"
"No, too threatening. All these people have ever wanted to do with us is, take me home and 'raise' me, and buy you. Now this gal will have both you and me for her very own. You are no threat to her, and I am certainly not. No, no weapons. She'll be relaxed, though of course, surprised.

There were neat little fields of crops, just garden sized. There were all manner of delicious looking vegetables. Xander smacked his lips and mumbled, "I'm hungry!"
Lanying giggled and replied, "Okay, okay. In a few minutes, we'll be dining with her!"

Sometimes Lanying would stop and motion Xander to stop. She would lift her hair off her pointed ears and listen. After doing that a number of times, she finally apparently heard something. "She's way up there. Now walk, normally, calmly. Follow me."
"'Gulp!' Okay!" Xander replied with uncertainty in his voice.

They trudged up a steep hill under a dense canopy of trees. Then way up ahead and up there, Lanying spotted movement. Sure enough, a huge muscular blond woman was up there, apparently picking blackberries. As they drew nearer and cleared bushes to get a better look, they could see she was actually wearing something. She had long flowing blond hair. Suddenly, she whirled around. Experienced with the woods, nothing was going to sneak up on her.

She momentarily picked up a thick walking stick that may have had a nail through the end of it. Then she calmed when she saw it was not a bear. (Bears frequent blackberry bushes too, so must be watched for while picking blackberries.)

Though not a bear, she was however, cautious about them. Lanying called out in her prettiest voice, "Hi, madam Mistress! May we approach?"

The big gal did not say anything. Leaving her pail of blackberries but carrying the stick, she began to come down the mountain. She tossed the stick behind her next to the pail and came unarmed.

"Hi!" Lanying called out in pretty voice.
As she drew nearer, they could see that the maiden was smiling and looked amazed. Then her expression evolved to one of adoring.

Lanying walked lightly and spritely. She twirled once or twice with her hair spinning out. She came right up to the huge maiden. And she was huge, average of what they had seen since entering this strange region of sparse population and abandoned towns and roads. She stood 7 feet 5 inches and weighed around 420 pounds. She was powerfully muscled and had boobs bigger than basket balls. She wore an old lavender, quarter-length, tattered tank-top. The nipple areas of the tank-top had long wore through. Her huge tits poke through freely. Below, she had a sort of micro ao dai made of faded denim (blue jeans material). Other than that, she was nude and barefooted. Lanying was buck naked as usual and Xander wore a red silk bikini with mesh back.

First thing the giant blond did is take Lanying up in her powerful arms. Lanying happily accepted it.
"CUTE!" the big blond simply said.
"May I and my man eat lunch with you?"
"YES!" the blond enthusiastically said with a big, pleasant smile.
"Can you carry me to your house? My feet are tired!" Lanying asked in a sweet voice.
The big gal looked up at her pail of blackberries.
"Oh! My man will get those for you. Xander! Get her bucket of blackberries. And walking stick!"
"Yes Mistress!"

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