Back on the trail again, literally, and now accompanied by Jill, Lanying and Xander tackle trails not suitable for velomobiles and rocky creeks without bridges.
Later, due to cold, Xander returned to the velomobile and DXed the broadcast band. Eventually, near midnight, they were asleep.
The routine was running. The following day, and the next, Lanying "entertained" Jill and provided sweet company. With the time they had together, Lanying was able to give Jill a fairly detailed description of her farm, Central Capital and other things.
Jill told a bit of her life of, so far, 90 years (or 1111 moons which seemed to have significance to her). Talk about spending the last 90 years as a night watchman for a cranberry silo! Boring!
The people in that region seem to have very loose family ties. When only 25 years old, Jill already went into the mountains and built a cabin for herself. Some 60 years ago, while Jill was away, an avalanche took out her cabin. She then found the spot she was at, in this account, and took over the cabin there. It had been abandoned by who knows who. Nobody buys land, apparently. They just keep wide spaces between each other. Men are objects for women's enjoyment, nothing else. They are bought, sold, rented, and borrowed... oh yes, and sometimes stolen. Men own nothing and are almost always kept by a woman. Sons are sold sooner or later. The characteristics of a man that brings a high price is his ability to have a huge erection and one that stays up.
Remember Lanying bought some kind of kit that makes a man's cock stay up? She forgot to use the fresh leaves of that kit and they have since withered. She still has the dried version of those leaves for making the tea, and the cock ring. She never got around to trying it to this point in this account. Maybe she just forgot. She has been very "busy". It is tucked away behind the front seat of her velomobile. Maybe she will use it later, but anyway, that is a typical item used by the women of the area. It demonstates what they consider as "important" in a man. So continueing with this man thing...
The physique preferred is slender and fit. Remember, we are talking 6 feet and 8 inches at 200 to 220 willowy fit pounds. To be 200 pounds at such a height has a slender appearance. And, good stamina, both for fucking and for doing farm work. A man that can double fuck or triple fuck is great, or one that can just hump a long time before gushing. Generally, these gals keep them drained to that level!
Jill has lost contact with her mother. Her brother is long since sold. She had no other siblings so far as she knows. Most women have no children. Children come to a woman in numbers, it appears. Her mother may have had others, Jill does not know. With their multi-century life spans, children can come at any time and spread way apart. Jill had a son 55 years ago. About 32 years ago he was sold. She used the money to buy solar panels. Then, 29 years ago, Jill had a daughter. Jill does not know clearly where she lives now, but the daughter comes around from time to time.
"She's a demanding bitch!" Jill warned of her daughter, "If she comes, both of you stay close to me. I will lie and say Xander is my man. Otherwise, she'll take him. She only listens to who has the biggest muscles. No way will she respect that Xander is your man, little fairy. She's slightly stronger than me, but I fight better."
And um... that's it! Jill is a subsistence farmer, bartering for things she needs and otherwise living very primitively, as we have seen.
On the third "routine" day, Lanying began talking to Jill about living on her farm. It was just when they were finishing lunch...
Lanying and Xander had slept all the way to 12:30 that day, because it was so chilly.
The skies were darkening with a strong wind from the east and slightly north east. This was maritime weather, something for which Lanying has no experience. The ocean lay only 80 miles away. They would not be going to it because the map showed no recognizable roads, and everything they heard of that region was most unappealing. Already they have seen something of "Jill's people". And already, roads were mere trails. It gets worse as one pushes east. Like, no way!
Lanying had painted a sunny, bright, happy picture of living on her farm.
Lanying's sunny descriptions contrasted especially well on this dark, gloomy day.
They had to go easy on the hot water heater. They were running mostly off the battery. Jill did all the water pumping to conserve the battery's charge.
Jill predicted, "The weather will get darker over the next two days. It will get strangely warm. Everything will be sticky. Then it will rain, and storm and there'll be lots of lightning. Then, it will suddenly turn bright and sunny again and will be cool and refreshing. I call this the time when the land sleeps and has nightmares. Then in a couple days, it awakes and all is happy again!"
Note how Jill's speech has improved. That was no happenstance. Lanying is applying a subtle magic where she visualizes her own speech ability and vocabulary floating over to Jill. She does this while fisting Jill and while Jill is nearing and going through orgasm. Lanying knows the mind opens up in certain ways during orgasm which allows certain... possibilities... Too complicated and long-winded to get into here. Jill's speech did continue to improve, slowly, over time.
So how did it go with Lanying's effort to get Jill to go back with her...
Jill: "When tilling your soils, are there few rocks to get in the way?"
Lanying: "Very few! Almost never! We are in a sort of alluvial plain. Sedimentary deposits from a long, long time ago form our soils."
Jill: "And, I will build a house for myself, near yours, and we can see each other everyday and always?"
Lanying: "Yes! I can fist you whenever you want, and there's lots of gorgeous men, like Xander."
Jill: "Do they have big cocks?"
Lanying: "Yes! Most are too big for me. You see, sweet Xander is small for his kind, but just right for me. Most men of his kind are bigger. And their cocks will be bigger for you!"
Jill: "But, I can't own them?"
Lanying: "No, you can't own them! You don't have to! They all just want to fuck cunts. Be nice and sweet, and with your gorgeous looks, you'll have plenty. Go to Central Capital sometimes, and hang around a park. Then, when you pedal your car back, there'll be a line of cars following you!"
Jill chuckled softly then pondered a minute...
Jill asked, "You all are going back soon?"
Lanying: "I'm afraid so. As soon as this weather clears. You say in 2 days?"
Jill: "Uh... more like 3... or 4."
Lanying grinned big and nearly giggled at Jill's sudden "upward" estimation for the time it will take for the weather to improve.
Lanying then said, "We must go back. First, Xander and I must go back to my and my mom's farm to do some major harvests. The late summer ones. Second, we just can NOT live here! I mean, like, always someone trying to take Xander! Nobody respects me as a Betaqh woman! You have to protect me! That's unheard of in Central Capital! I carry respect! I am of the ruling class! Um, that is to say... well, I, I, I'm just not used to it here!"
Jill: "I understand, sweet fairy Lanying. So, in some form or another, with or without me, you will be leaving here..."
Lanying: "We must! Are you... uncomfortable about leaving here?"
Jill: "Um... no... um, yes, um... is it hot, where you live?"
Lanying: "It's beautiful! Dry, cool, well, sometimes warm, but, doesn't it get warm here?"
Jill: "Sure! It was warm the past several days. It's warm now!"
Lanying mumbled, "It's... warm... now... Hmm..." Lanying rubbed her arms of the chill.
It was 50 degrees (10 Celsius) and maybe 60 degrees (16 Celsius) in the shack where they were talking. Lanying wore her long-sleeved blouse, microskirt and hose. Jill was nude at the moment. The humidity was already increasing making her feel "stuffy". So she had stopped wearing her worn out tank-top and micro-ao-dai.
But that should not be a problem in the Central Plains because humidity there is always low. It hardly ever strays above 50 percent except when it is raining. Outside where they were, the humidity was 75 percent. It was 80 percent in the shack due to cooking and Lanying's showers.
Xander shyly asked Jill, "Will you miss your mother or your daughter?"
Jill smiled at him and commented to Lanying, "Sweet little rascal! He's so pretty, and has big blue eyes of wonderment."
She did not answer his question. Lanying then re-asked it, in order to "officialize" it so that it would receive an answer. Apparently, whatever a man says is regarded as a cloth flapping in the breeze. Lanying asked, "You said once that you no longer know where your mother is. But what about your daughter?"
"She always comes and takes my crops. And now I have water, thanks to you, sweet fairy Lanying. But she'll want to take that too. If I have a man, she'll try to steal him. I always have to fight. She's very, very strong. You think I'm strong! She's stronger! But I'm older and know how to fight better. But every time we fight, she fights better. She fights other women for their men and she is getting better and better. Also, every time I fight her, I get bruised and scratched up. If there is no man, she won't fight me. Also, she will sneak here when I'm not here, and steal my man. She has done it before."
Lanying gulped and asked, "Will she try to take Xander?"
Jill: "Of course! He's cute, gorgeous and sexy! She'll fight really hard to take him. That's why I never leave here very far, except when we hike. I have to protect you!"
Lanying: "What about night? Will she come at night? We sleep out there..."
Jill: "She sleeps at night. She's scared of night. Like me, she sleeps at night."
Lanying: "You sure? Once, while we were traveling, there was a big giant woman out in the rain in the middle of the night and she tried to get us! She grabbed at the tail fin of our car!"
Jill: "She was probably an insane woman. Very dangerous. At least my daughter not insane. She smart, mind good. Just selfish. I loved her too much and gave her everything. She takes my vegetables and water, but I complain not. I not complain much after she steal a man. I gave up keeping men. When I want to fuck, I self-fuck in the woods, or go to another woman's house and fuck with her man after I bring her vegetables. My daughter has not been here for over a year. I finally felt safe to buy my own man. That is the one you bought, then returned to his mother."
Lanying: "So, you haven't seen her in a year? Do you think she is okay?"
Jill: "Oh yes! She okay. She's so big and strong, nobody will bother her. I will go with you, sweet fairy Lanying! You need protection in getting out. You are lucky you got to here! But I'll go with you and protect you..."
"OH! Really!?" Lanying excitedly responded.
"Yes, yes, sweet fairy! I am 1111 moons of age. It is spirit number. Maybe time for change for me. I will go and live with you! I will work on your farm. Before leaving I will write symbol say, 'Daughter, this house yours from Mamma-Jill'. She will like this house. It has sun energy now! Pretty fairy brought many improvements!"
Lanying ran over and jumped into Jill's lap. Jill wrapped Lanying up in muscular arms, squeezing her in between her huge boobs. Lanying enjoyed the warmth.
Well, well, so sure enough! That little sprite, Lanying, wrapped Jill around her finger and now she is taking her home. And judging from the character of the place they are in, I too think it will be an improvement for Jill.
They used the 3 or 4 days of bad weather to prepare. Jill had some things to return to people, and some preparations she wanted to make on her house for her daughter. She was serious, she was going to turn her present house over to her daughter.
Jill had one request, "In 2 years, can I come back here and check on my daughter? I am hoping that, in maybe 50 years, she will mellow and her cunt will not be on fire so much, and she will be better. Then, can she come and work on your farm?"
Lanying enthusiastically replied, "If she can behave, sure! She does have to learn manners, though, to live in the Central Plains near Central Capital. But anyway, the more muscular hands on my farm, the better!"
Jill was happy with that.
As Jill had predicted, and similar to what Xander and Lanying went through, the weather did turn awful. It built up to it over 3 days. The winds slowly shifted from being out of the northeast to due east, then southeast. By that time, Jill felt hot. Lanying felt wonderful. Temperatures achieved 78 degrees (26 Celsius) with refreshing gale winds under very dark, gray skies. It was so dark, they had to light candles sometimes, inside the shack. Lanying loved that kind of weather and went out nude to enjoy it. Jill was okay outside in the wind, but inside the shack, she felt "stuffy". Late that 3rd day, spells of rain began with increasing winds.
Jill went nude all the time and took cold showers 2 to 3 times a day. Fortunately she used no hot water, and she pumped the water into the tank with her own muscles. The batteries barely held out during the dark weather for Lanying's hot showers. Jill built wood fires outside for cooking, to further conserve the battery and the alcohol in the stove. Also, by the way, Jill bought more alcohol for the stove, and filled it up. That relieved Lanying of that frightening experience!
The conditions turned into storms with driving winds and heavy winds starting at midnight. Lanying and Xander had parked their velomobile right next to the shack so that it would not be out there in the high winds. It was actually exciting to be in the velomobile at that time. Winds made it rock, it was not so cold, and the sound of the rain on the roof was very conducive to sleep.
By morning, it was getting chilly and still raining hard. Unable to build a wood fire outside, Jill cooked on Lanying's alcohol stove. That is after Jill went out, nude, to collect vegetables for herself, and Lanying and Xander, in the rain. Jill said that the weather will clear by afternoon or certainly by tomorrow. She would then use Lanying's money to buy more alcohol so that when they begin the trip, the alcohol supply will be full. Jill requested to stay one more day, so she could enjoy one more day at the shack in good weather. Lanying agreed.
Lanying added, "Besides, I want to give some time for flooding to recede anyway, before our trip begins."
Indeed by the afternoon the clouds were breaking up, exposing clear blue sky. One has to admit, the skies and wild mountain scenery in general is ruggedly beautiful and even exciting at times. But cold. Lanying was back in hose, microskirt and long-sleeved blouse again by late afternoon. A stiff, numbing wind from the northwest was driving temperatures around 55 (13 Celsius) into anyone's skin. But Jill was enjoying it. She wanted to go for a hike, buck naked. But it was too cold and windy for Lanying. Lanying asked to hike maybe tomorrow, and delay taking off yet one more day. Jill agreed but added, "The morrow may be windy as well. It takes 2 or 3 days for it to calm, like last time."
Sun shined on the solar panels only feebly during the last hour or so before it set behind mountains to the west. The house battery suddenly went down a while after turning on the hot water heater for Lanying's and Xander's shower. Fortunately, just before it went down, the hot water heater managed to get the water to at least tepid-warm, acceptable, but not enjoyable, for a shower. Lanying and Xander kept it short.
That night, Lanying and Xander slept in a velomobile being rocked by gale winds from the northwest. When they woke in the morning, the windshield and windows were heavily fogged.
Indeed that next day brought bright golden sunshine. Soon, greenhouse effect warmed the velomobile nicely. In fact, to enhance it, Lanying pedaled the velomobile a small distance from the side of the shack to out in the open where it would receive the sunlight. Xander slept during the brief move. She then covered her head with a blanket and continued to sleep. Xander and Lanying finally got up around noon.
"The missing of the day grows worse for you two", Jill advised. "It is a pity that you miss the beauty and special energies of the morning."
Lanying chuckled, "A greater pity would be for me to turn to a block of ice in the front of this wind! Brrr!" She ran quickly from the velomobile to the shack.
Jill was back in a worn out tank-top and micro-ao-dai and enjoying the wind and cold. She asked, "Even in those pajamas, and you are still cold?"
"Yeah! Until I wake up!"
Jill said, "Mistress Sun has been working hard upon the sun batteries. There is plenty of energy for the hot water heater. Why don't you take a hot shower?"
"Good idea!"
Jill had already turned on the hot water heater for them an hour or more ago. Lanying and Xander both took a long hot shower. It was so long, it used up the entire hot water heater's contents even though it had been thoroughly heated.
Jill collected vegetables for them and, while cutting and preparing, was once again engulfed in a huge billowing cloud of intense warmth and steam as Xander and Lanying came out.
Jill chuckled, "I can hardly see! You two surely must be volcano people or something!"
Lanying giggled, Xander chuckled.
After lunch, doing dishes and a nap, Jill really wanted to take them on a hike. Jill rummaged through old clothes under her bed. They were clothes once worn by her son, then daughter. When they were 12, 13, or 14, they were approximately Lanying's and Xander's size. Jill found coats and such. Dressing Lanying up warm in a heavy coat with parka, and long pants and something like a flannel shirt for Xander, they were then on their way for a delightful hike with scantily dressed Jill.
Jill then boldly out-and-out asked, "Sweet fairy, will you fist me?"
Lanying was comfortable in her heavy coat and parka in the increasingly cold gale-force wind. It was 40 degrees (5 Celsius) with the sun setting. No way was Lanying going take her coat off which would be necessary for fisting Jill.
"I'll freeze, big girl!" Lanying cheerfully informed, "But I'll fist you when we get back to the house. Okay?"
Jill replied, "Oh, okay, sweet fairy Lanying. Just that, I love it out here, it makes me feel good!"
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry," Lanying apologized, "But I'm enjoying the hike. This coat is really warm! May I... keep it? I'll pay you..."
"Absolutely NO NEED to pay me, sweet fairy. It was my daughter's. She's bigger than me now! No way she can use it any more. You may have it! And your man may have what he's wearing. And I have more! When we go to your farm, I pull big trailer. We can carry those things in that!"
Lanying replied, "Well, don't forget what I told you about the road conditions. There will be places you'll have to pull it through gullies and streams and all sorts of things. My advice would be to leave the clothes in your house for when your daughter comes next time. I have all kinds of winter clothes at home. It's just that I didn't bring any. I thought, being mid summer, it wouldn't get cold!"
"It isn't cold, to me!" Jill chuckled. Jill scooped up Lanying in her huge muscular arms and held Lanying next to and between her giant boobs and said, "You're just too tiny and cute! I love you! Mmmmm!" She gave Lanying a heart-warming bear-hug.
After Jill set Lanying back down to walk, Lanying felt thoroughly warmed inside.
When Lanying fisted Jill in the cabin, a additional good reason for preferring to do it outside was discovered. The profuse production of cunt juice from Jill's huge labias and hole made an actual puddle on the floor that had to be cleaned up after the fun. And it takes long for Jill to get satisfied. Lanying was actually putting on a bit of muscle size to her arms, such was the vigorousness of the effort involved. After 5 of Jill's orgasms, they moved outside for more fisting. Jill was beginning to sweat even though she had stripped nude, and Lanying was warmed. With Jill leaning over the porch of the shack and the shack serving as somewhat of a wind break, Lanying stripped topless and, wearing hose and microskirt, continued plunging right fist, then left fist, into Jill's ravenous, deep cave. Xander cleaned up the puddle in the shack while Lanying worked on her outside.
Another 7 orgasms later, a warmly gratified Jill went to her gardens and the woods to gather vegetables for supper. Lanying and Xander took a hot shower. Lanying's arms were numb from the vigorous exercise.
In the shower, Lanying flexed her biceps in a pose and asked Xander if they seemed bigger.
"Yes! They're noticeably bigger! And your forearms. It looks hot! I think they're close to 12 inches now, 11 and 1/2 for sure."
Standing face to face close, when Xander's cock rose, it struck Lanying's vulva. They fucked vigorously in the shower.
Xander and Lanying came out of the shower in a billow of steam that engulfed Jill while she prepared the vegetables. She chuckled, "Good heavens!"
Xander flopped on Jill's bed, naked, and fell asleep.
"Wow! Why he so tired?" Jill asked.
As Lanying covered him with a blanket, she replied, "He fucked me in there! Mmmm! And it was awesome!"
"Aw, I'm glad that little fairy Lanying has a dependable source of great pleasure! Like the pleasure you give me!"
Lanying giggled delightfully.
After supper and dishes, Jill took her ice shower. Upon coming out, she urged Lanying and Xander to go to bed early, so they can start early on the trip tomorrow.
After Jill was in bed sleeping away, Lanying and Xander tried, but just could not do it. Lanying knew how she could help Xander to sleep. She wore only the pajama top and nothing below. Due to the cold, they had to do it in the shack, mere feet away from sleeping Jill. Acting cute and alluring, which comes naturally to her, Lanying got Xander's cock hardened and beckoned him in. Getting a good 3 orgasms out of it herself due to the time it took for him to gush, it worked its magic.
After wearing her pajama pants and Xander dressing warmly, Lanying helped Xander out into the blustery cold and into his stoker seat and put him to bed. Lanying then laid down in her seat, wrapped herself up with blankets and waited quite a while for sleep.
At a very uncomfortably early time, a knock on the velomobile's windshield came from Jill who was trying to get them up for the trip. Lanying softly and sleepily mumbled, "Okay..." and promptly fell back asleep. There was heavy fog and even frost on the inside of the windshield. The sun was already shining in.
Another knock. This time Lanying woke up to a clearer windshield with only patches of fogging, no frost, and a warming interior thanks to greenhouse effect. It was Jill, grinning, almost jumping up and down in enthusiasm to get the her change in life started.
Slowly and lethargically, Lanying and Xander emerged from their warm velomobile into the blowing cold. It was around 10 o'clock. It was in the 50s (10-15 Celsius) with a 20-mph wind out of the northwest. The sky was cobalt blue and the sun shining brightly. Xander and Lanying quickly made their way, around Jill's clunky velomobile and trailer, to the shack. Jill already had cooked a lunch/breakfast for them.
After lunch, wearing a heavy coat with parka, Lanying checked the contents of Jill's trailer. All manner of hand farming tools were in there. There was even a plowshare designed to be pulled and guided by one strong person. Also, there was a discus (another type of soil-working tool). There were blankets and a few clothes. The trailer which had carried crops and bought or sold men, was not filled. Jill said, "I took your advice and I'm taking as little as possible. I took a some paintings of my daughter. They're light."
"Hmm, paintings of your daughter? Let me see..." Lanying asked.
Jill opened a water-proof box with some paintings measuring about 10 x 14 inches. They had been carefully packed.
Lanying's eyes opened wide as she beheld beautifully done, full-fledged oil paintings of a gorgeous, muscular woman with beautiful flowing blond hair. Her eyes sparkled blue. There was a air of peace around her. The background was mountains and sky. There were 5 paintings. Two were of Jill's daughter when she was a teenager and 20 years old. That's the "slender age". She was willowy, agile and looked like she was made of fluid, flesh-colored metal. All paintings showed her nude.
"You really care for her, don't you..." Lanying sort of automatically asked.
"Yes..."
Lanying looked up to big Jill, and there were tears trickling from her eyes.
"Aw, big girl! We'll come here next summer, no need to wait 50 years! Just maybe, however, I won't bring Xander. Then, you only have to protect me."
"Yes, that would be good", Jill replied with a voice effected by emotion. "In my letter, I indicated the ways you mentioned for her to contact me at your farm."
"Good!"...
Indeed, Jill wrote 2 letters full of strange symbols. Some symbols looked like little drawings. A longer letter laid on the dining table with objects to hold it in place. A smaller letter was pinned to the outside of the door. Jill said the letters would tell her daughter that the house was hers, and how to contact mom, and why she left. It also indicated radio frequencies, bands, and times. Possibly Jill's daughter could find a way to contact.
The symbols used on the letters were derived from a basic pre-existing sort of written language of the land that she knew, with additional symbols that only mother and daughter made up and used.
Jill carefully rewrapped and packed the paintings and returned them to the water-proof box. Jill looked around for any other thing she may have forgotten. And, there was the usual delay and hesitation in leaving a place that had been home for so long.
Lanying and Xander were ready to go, but they were in no hurry. Finally, Jill got over her last-minute hesitations and, with jumping enthusiasm said "Let's go!"
Finally, all got into their respective velomobiles. Initial attire was sleeveless shirt and bikini for Xander, microskirt and hose but topless for Lanying, and Jill, nude.
Lanying began pedaling, leading the way...
Earlier, Lanying consulted with Jill on how best to go. Jill only knew of the part of the trail that went to the hard-packed dirt road. She has never been very far down the continuation of the road where the trail turns into hard-packed dirt. So, Lanying would lead, with Jill following.
They began moving, and with a left turn onto the deer trail in front of Jill's shack, they were on their way.
First, there was the steep descent. They wound around, turned and went down and down and down. Then they turned right onto the other deer trail and continued. Lanying was seeing and recognizing her markers. The day was great for this. Cold, dry, and good visibility promoted good progress. But as you will remember, the trail is atrocious. There was a left turn, then another right. The markings held and Lanying knew where she was. Now she was on the trail that would begin to take them out of there, but not without a lot of barriers.
Along about the midst of the third cycle of pedaling, the first major obstacle was encountered. Lanying stopped and got out to explain to Jill. Jill got out too, grinning.
"Oh! Fairy Lanying! This is fun! I've never seen these places before! We do another rest?"
"Not exactly," Lanying giggled, "We gotta cross that!"
She pointed to the considerable stream that they had to cross before.
"This is the worst obstacle of the trip. There are more gullies, but not with streams. Hmm..."
Lanying examined the stream. It was much bigger than before and the current swifter.
Xander, standing behind Lanying and nearly about to get an erection, said, "Sweety, this stream is much bigger than before! I don't think you can do it!"
"How you cross this before, little fairy?" Jill asked.
"It wasn't this deep and fast before, Mamma-Jill. That last rain must have swelled it."
"I help!" offered Jill, "Fairy Lanying, you get in your car, sit where your man sits. Your man wait here."
"What are you going to do?" asked Lanying.
"Carry your car over. Not worry! I can do it! I do often before!"
"Wow! Jill!" Lanying cooed as she fell against Jill, feeling over her huge muscles. "You can carry my car with me in it? Why don't I stay here, and you can carry me separately?"
Jill replied explaining, "No, best if you sit in your car. More weight. Hold me down. I hold over my head, I cross, carry you and your car. Go sit now..."
Jill gently urged Lanying to go into her velomobile and sit where Xander normally sits. Lanying, giggling and fascinated, sat and closed the door. Jill closed the opened front door.
Amazingly, Jill first lifted the rear of the velomobile with little effort. Getting a good grip seemed to be her biggest challenge. She worked herself under the velomobile. Then, finding the center of gravity, she curled it like a huge barbell, then, and again having problems with grip, she worked the velomobile over her head, then performed a press, heaving the velomobile up until Jill's big muscular arms were "locked". Huge bulging muscles had no trouble with the weight. Just finding good grips challenged Jill. Once Jill had the velomobile securely over her head, she proceeded to the stream.
Jill held the velomobile over her head oriented so that the front and rear of the velomobile was to Jill's left and right, respectively. This was so the front or back would not drag on the stream's banks. Jill walked on into the stream. The depth was such that it reached Jill's tits, indeed, quite a bit deeper than when Lanying first crossed it. Jill smoothly walked across and began to climb out the other side. Huge bulging leg muscles had Jill up the bank on the other side like it was nothing. Then Jill began the tricky task of reversing what she did before, again having trouble with grips, to shift the velomobile first to the curl position, then setting it down, front end first, then the back.
Lanying emerged, clean, dry and safe.
"Wow! Big Mamma-Jill!" Lanying exclaimed. She wanted to hug Jill but Jill gently held her back saying, "I'm wet, little fairy! Also, let me get my car and trailer, and your man, over."
"Get my man first, okay?" Lanying sweetly asked.
"I'll carry him in my car." Jill sweetly agreed.
Jill waded back across the stream. The current caused her to temporarily loose footing just a bit. Indeed, the weight of the object being carried helped "weigh her down" against the current.
Jill unhitched her trailer from her clunky velomobile. She directed a fascinated Xander into it. The clunky velomobile had a lot more places for Jill to grasp, so she actually had an easier time juggling the velomobile, with Xander in it, over Jill's head. In like manner, Jill waded across the stream carrying the velomobile. She set it down on the other side and Xander got out, clean and dry.
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Back on the trail again, literally, and now accompanied by Jill, Lanying and Xander tackle trails not suitable for velomobiles and rocky creeks without bridges. |
Back over once more to get the trailer, the trailer's weight appeared to be the most challenging to Jill. Even her huge muscles seemed a bit taxed, not much though! The 2 velomobiles, with people in them, she lifted with no strain. The trailer taxed her a little bit.
Holding the trailer over her head, huge shoulder muscles and triceps muscles bulged as Jill waded across the stream. Once on the other side, Jill set the trailer down and hitched it to her car. DONE!
Lanying promised the other challenges would not be quite this unpleasant. But indeed, Jill appeared unphased by the effort. Only the trailer taxed her a little bit. And the icy water?
"Oh! It was so refreshing! Can we take a break here? I wanna go for a little swim."
"Wow!" Lanying exclaimed, amazed with Jill's cold-hardiness, "Okay, we'll break here! You deserve it, if this is what you want!"
So they took a somewhat earlier break at the stream's shore while Jill frolicked in the icy water.
Continuing, they were then climbing and had to get through other gullies. When Lanying and Xander were coming down this mountain earlier, the gullies were dry for the most part, although there might have been a trickle or at least, muddiness. But now, all had some water. Not a whole lot; Lanying and Xander needed no special treatment from Jill, they were able to push their velomobile through the few inches of clear water. Jill's strength allowed her to push her velomobile and trailer at the same time through the gullies. However, her feet gouged big holes in the ground where her powerful legs flexed mightily to push her velomobile and heavy trailer up out of the gullies.
By this time it was getting dark. They encountered another stream, where again, before it was a little stream, but now had swelled to 2 feet deep. Jill offered her help, but Lanying insisted she and Xander could handle it. Before, they were able to just push the velomobile. This time, they had to "dead-lift" it, (lift up to knee-level) to carry it over the water. Otherwise, water would leak in the velomobile and wet the interior. Lanying carried the lighter front end while Xander carried the trunk end which, due to the trunk's contents, was heavier.
Jill merely pushed her velomobile and trailer across the 2-foot-deep stream. The inside of her velomobile and trailer flooded a bit, but it was of no consequence. (By the way, Jill's paintings were safe inside a water-proof box.)
Jill's velomobile used to have lights, but they no longer functioned. Lanying told Jill to follow her closely.
Continuing in increasing darkness and frigid cold, Lanying turned on her clearance lamps and sometimes used the small headlight. They continued up the mountain. Lanying wanted that behind them for the next day. The road improved to laid stones, so was easier to follow. They reached the top of the mountain where it was blustering wind and continued. The windshield was not only fogging on the inside, it was frosting up in places. Keeping it clear was very annoying.
The downhill was laid stones for a while until they descended some, then the stones gave out. After that, the road was a barely discernible trail at first, then later, it was a clearly defined trail. At that point, it was 11 p.m. and Lanying called it a day.
When she and Xander exited, Jill was still in her velomobile.
"I forgot she's not accustomed to this late stuff!" Lanying pointed out.
Lanying put on the pajama top and put on her hose, but no microskirt. She walked over to Jill's car. Jill looked at her a little nervously, as far as could be made out in the light of red tail lights.
"I'm scared of dark, little fairy! You not fear?"
"Let me have a listen; shhh! Xander, hold still..."
Lanying brushed her hair away from her pointed ears and listened for some seconds.
"Nope! Nothing! It's safe to come out. We'll have supper now then sleep."
Slowly, Jill came out. She commented, "This interesting, but scary! I not like dark! I want to stay in my car, but, I must help you gather. I'm hungry too, and very sleepy! You like dark, little fairy Lanying, but I scared! Like day best!"
"Aw, I'm sorry big girl! I just wanted to get that first mountain and all those gullies and stuff behind us."
By the light of a flashlight, Lanying and Jill gathered leaves, tender grass and tender green stems (yep, that again). Jill ate them raw. Lanying and Xander cooked them into a soup using water from a rain puddle that Lanying had to search pretty long to find.
Jill prepared to sleep. She had a curious way to do it. First, fearing the dark, no way was she going to sleep outside. She dismounted the chair in her velomobile and put it outside. Apparently, it was held mostly by brackets and clamps. The chair slid forward then out. The boxy velomobile then had sufficient space for Jill so that, using cushions and blankets she brought, she could lay in a comfortable elevated position. She could not stretch out full length, but it was comfortable. Lanying offered one of the seats in the velomobile, but, no way. The velomobile was made in Xander's and Lanying's size. Giant Jill could not in any manner sleep in there. She was better off in her own velomobile.
Jill entered her velomobile and closed the door tightly. She probably fell asleep quickly.
Lanying and Xander were pretty tired too, so after putting away stove and utensils, they entered their velomobile and were soon asleep.
Jill was up wandering around at about 9 a.m. and had to wait until 10:30 a.m. for the sleepy heads to wake up. Finally, Xander and Lanying came slowly out, shivering.
Jill came up to Lanying and hugged her. Lanying basked in the warmth of that bosom and muscular arms. She almost did not want to leave.
"I already gathered vegetables and water for you, little fairy," Jill softly and lovingly said, "I have eat already and might eat more with you."
"Aw, thank you, big girl!" Lanying cooed.
Jill sat on the ground and let Lanying sit snug between Jill's legs and with Jill's huge hot boobs at Lanying's back and partially around her neck. That way Lanying felt much warmer while she used the stove to cook breakfast.
After breakfast and securing of stove and utensils, and after Jill resecured her chair into her velomobile, they entered their velomobiles and began moving out.
After only some miles, they turned left onto a better road. Lanying's markings on the trees were still intact and clear.
This road was a clear, hard-packed trail. They were actually able to cruise a bit here. Carts being pulled by lone women or rickshaw-like vehicles being pulled by men with women as passengers were seen. They all looked at the curious vehicle of Lanying. Lanying and Xander expressed to each other how comforting it was to have big muscular Jill with them. They saw one other boxy velomobile on this road, going the opposite way, before it was time to turn again.
Lanying had to look carefully for the next road. Remember, it had been a dwindling trail. Fortunately, Lanying's tree markings and little signs were intact. She turned right. By this time, it was well after noon. Lanying waited until they had gone about 5 miles then stopped for lunch.
When Xander and Lanying got out, Jill came out asking, "This is but a hiking trail. Is little fairy Lanying sure of her way?"
Lanying came up to Jill and leaned on her. Her bosom felt warm. Though Lanying had been exercising, Jill's huge sheltering bosom felt good to her. Lanying giggled from within Jill's big boobs and muscular arms, "Yes, little fairy is sure of her way! Did you see all those carvings and sparkily things on the tree? I put those there to guide me on my way back. And, believe it or not, the map shows these roads. Long, long ago, these were busy roads! But the depopulation resulted in the abandonment of many towns and roads. Now, after hundreds, maybe over 1000 years, only trails are left. Now, I want to warn you, this is the worst one of the trip. It will disappear to nothing! We will have to tow our cars in places, and the only way to tell where there was a road is from a slight depression in the ground and immature vegetation."
Jill hugged Lanying tightly and softly cooed, "What fairy magic did you use to find your way! How wondrous that you found me!"
Lanying giggled.
Well, they foraged for vegetables, cooked and ate and then they took a brief nap. After that, they pushed on.
The trail was okay for a while until, as they began to ascend, the deer trail went off to the side. A barely discernible trail continued ahead which is the one Lanying went on. Lanying noted Jill waving her arms from her velomobile. Lanying stopped and got out.
Jill came up and sweetly asked, "Is fairy lost? Trail went that way," Jill gestured about the trail back a ways that they had just past.
"No, Jill, I'm afraid this is it! I told you this is the worst part. We'll pedal a little longer, but soon, we will be towing our cars and walking. This will be this way the rest of the day. Sorry. But after this, it improves and keeps improving. In a few days, you will see broad, clear roads like you probably have never seen! We'll be able to go really fast! I'll buy you a new car, and with your awesome legs, you'll go like the wind! It'll be fun! But, for now, we gotta face this..."
Jill: "Oh, it's okay, little fairy! This is fun! I just don't want to be lost."
Lanying: "No, I'm not lost. Rest assured. I recognize everything here. It's just going to be slow going for a while."
Indeed, after another mile, Lanying and Xander got out and walked with their tow ropes tied to the front tow-hitch of the velomobile. Because the tow hitch was coupled to the steering, the velomobile followed nicely without needing someone to be in there steering.
As it turned out, Jill's boxy velomobile, with its significantly greater ground clearance, was able to be pedaled in a very low gear. She merely pedaled, following them. Jill's heavy trailer also had good ground clearance. The fat, 3-inch tires on Jill's velomobile and the 4-inch balloon-tires on the trailer were helpful too. That plus Jill's immensely powerful legs enabled her to just cruise along at creeping speed, 2 mph, behind Xander and Lanying's towed velomobile.
However, even Jill had to tow, or even carry, her velomobile and trailer, separately, over 2 gullies. Long ago there were bridges over these, but no more. Before when Lanying and Xander encountered them, their rocky bottoms were dry. Now, a little bit of clear water trickled.
The laid stones began to pick up as they ascended. These welcomed stones allowed getting back into the velomobiles and pedaling, all be it very slowly. That was good because, as they reached the top of this mountain ridge, the wind was blasting away, driving a frigid 35 degrees (2 Celsius) and, right at the top, 30 degrees (-1 Celsius) with 50 mph sustained winds. That is NOT weather one wants to be outside in! As they crossed the highest part of the pass, their velomobiles were rocking around from the wind.
However, by the way, they enjoyed a spectacular sunset.
The sun was just behind the mountains to the west. They were roughly facing west, and were able to see it clearly as they thread their way over the mountain pass trail. There were gorgeous, glowing hues of rose, orange, yellow and even green, that graduated into cyan, dark blue, and then indigo straight overhead. It was indescribably beautiful! But it also meant darkness was on the way.
After the descent began, weather improved. The laid stones held out for a while. They were able to stay in their velomobiles and merely use the brakes. They then encountered the significant gully where a bridge use to be but was no more. Last time they crossed it, they actually had to pick up the velomobile and carefully stepped over craggy rocks. Now, there was water in it, some 18 inches. It was rushing and surging around the rocks.
The evening then was quite dark, "blue-dark", and now, under the trees, it was even darker. Lanying therefore decided to call supper and call it a day.
"We'll cross this tomorrow." Lanying declared.
"But, quit so soon?" Xander asked.
"Hmm, yeah, it is a bit early..."
"Not for me," Jill said, "This is a great time to have supper and then sleep. I was beat last night."
"Oh, okay big sweet Jill!" Lanying agreed, leaning into Jill's warm bosom, "We will indeed call it a day. Besides, we must. Crossing that thing is just too cold and dangerous in the dark."
Jill gathered vegetables. Lanying acquired water from the gully and began heating it over the stove. Huddling together, they had a nice supper. Lanying sat between huge Jill and fairly big Xander so she could be warm.
Jill was fine with this timing. She removed her chair from her velomobile, set it outside, made her "bed" in the velomobile and went in and slept.
Lanying and Xander had to think of something to do. Well, to the radios! Lanying worked the shortwave bands and contacted Basheera and later, her mother. Xander DXed on the broadcast band. He ran across a talk show that was talking about spiritual and energetic magic, similar to what Lanying does. He listened to that with great interest. Annoying however, was when the signal would fade making a distorted, raspy sound that made the speech unintelligible...
For you radio buffs, both ham radio operators and broadcast and shortwave DXers, it is interesting to note, that there is little QRM (interfering stations on the same frequency) in this dimension. Xander's signal did not completely fade, it just had that swishy, distorted sound sometimes. The radio he was using had a very sensitive, low noise GaAsFET front end with an effective antenna imbedded in the body of the velomobile. The antenna technology in use picked up signals from the metallic body of the velomobile itself. Central Capital radio stations range from the 10-watt to 500-watt range, with a few "really powerful" 1000-watt stations. Xander's receiver was reaching hard to pull in this far, moderately powered signal. If that sensitive of a radio was used in the broadcast band of "our" dimension in USA for getting a 500- to 1000-watt station, it would pick up either a motley babble of sounds or some Cuban station.
But here, in this woods, Xander was picking up a single station on that frequency. Nobody else there. Hmm, is there anybody else on their dimension or planet? I kinda wonder... Well, back to the account.
About 10:30ish, Lanying got out, closed the door, then entered Xander's area and crawled on top of him. She was all cuddly looking in her pajamas. She was wearing her pajama top over her long-sleeved blouse.
She settled on the front of a delighted Xander, pulled the blanket up and cuddled. "Mmmm. I'm cold! Hold me tight..."
"Sure, you gorgeous sweety!" Xander happily replied as he held her. He felt over her voluptuous body through her clothes. Her head laid on his shoulder with her lips right at his cheek. She kept giving him little peck-kisses.
"You wanna fuck?" she softly, sweetly asked.
"Mmmm, yeah!" Xander replied. His cock was rising and lodging between her pajama-covered legs and into her crotch.
"Oh, there it is!" Lanying softly giggled. "I didn't see you get a hardon all day."
"Too cold! This is the coldest weather yet. I hope it gets warmer when we get home! And Jill being around kind of makes me, you know, not have boners."
"Oh sweety", Lanying cooed softly, "You shouldn't be scared of Jill. She's a big, harmless puff-ball of love."
Xander: "Just that she's so big! Oh well, I'm getting over it, but gosh, it's been so cold!"
"Yeah, it is really cold!" Lanying agreed softly.
Lanying pulled off her pajama pants before her vulva, secreting prefuck juice, got it wet. Xander's engorged cock drilled in Lanying's hole and they began humping away.
Lanying was wound up and popped through 2 orgasms almost right away. Xander gushed and kept humping. Lanying got in 3 more orgasms before Xander's second spill. Their velomobile was rocking around from the humping. Jill noticed not... or seemed to not notice. She generally sleeps very soundly.
Well, that took care of Xander's inability to sleep; he slept almost instantly. With his cock still partially in her, Lanying laid in bliss of gratification and his love. She pulled the blanket over her head and soon slept, despite being early for her.
Perhaps later, Lanying woke up just to wipe off her and her man's crotches of the "side effects of fun" and repositioned a bit then fell asleep again. During significant portions of the night, they slept on their sides with Lanying's back to Xander's front and his arms loosely around her.
Xander woke up first. Light of welcomed day was filtering through the fog and frost on the windshield and windows. Lanying slept on his front. Sometime during the night, he had shifted to his back and pulled her with him. Now she was laying on her back, upon his front. Her tasseled black hair tickled his nose. He held her and whispered, "I love you so much!" Under the blanket, she was still naked from crotch down. His cock began to raise, but then he noted movement outside. It startled him a minute until he remembered that was Jill.
Anyway, it was way too cold. Xander pulled the blanket over his head went back to sleep with sweet Lanying on his front.
Jill wandered around with little to do until Xander and Lanying finally emerged around 10:30. Lanying had put her pajama pants back on while yet under the blanket. But coming out, she was still cold. Somehow, Jill was perfectly comfortable wearing only her worn out tank-top and micro-ao-dai.
She had already gathered vegetables.
Jumping up and down in exuberance, Jill exclaimed, "Oh! I'm so glad you all finally got up! I wanna get going! I wanna see what's next!"
Lanying sleepily giggled, "Okay, okay, big girl! Let's have breakfast and we'll be on our way."
After breakfast and putting away the stove and utensils, they tackled the gully that was imposing on their route.
Powerful Jill made quick work of that. She picked up Lanying's velomobile, without Lanying in it, and easily carried it down the gully's bank, waded across the icy water and stones, and up the other side.
She then leapt over the creek and scrambled back up to Lanying's side. She cradled Lanying and carried her across. She did the same even, for Xander. Then she carried her own velomobile and then her trailer. Her muscles really bulged and rippled for that trailer.
Indeed, the super-blond, Jill, was making this return trip far easier!
They continued on. The laid stones began to give out. Downhill kept them going for a while, even with Lanying's velomobile trying to bog down in the leaves. But, the slope of the descent eased off and so Lanying and Xander were back to towing. Jill pedaled slowly behind them. Lanying was guided by a line of somewhat less vegetation and a slight depression where a road once was. Even with the exertion, Lanying wore her pajama top and pants. Xander had pinned a shawl around his shoulders.
Jill was able to pedal, slowly and in lowest gear, thanks to her clunky velomobile and trailer and the high ground clearance of both.
This trudging along finally came to a close when, at last, the trail with a lot of usage by deers rejoined them. The trail was then well defined. At last Lanying and Xander were able to get back in their velomobile and pedal.
By this time, it was around 2 p.m. Lanying called lunch. When Jill emerged, Lanying very cheerfully and happily announced, "Big girl! It gets better from here! The roads will get better and better, and then, we will really get into the places that will be completely new to you! Soon, your adventure will really begin!"
"OH BOY!" Jill excitedly replied, jumping and clapping her hands. Her long flowing blond hair bounced luxuriantly with her jumping.
They gathered vegetables and water from a rain puddle. They had a nice lunch. Again, Lanying sat between giant Jill and big Xander for warmth. After securing stove and utensils, they napped a bit. Jill pushed to get going. Lanying insisted on at least 45 minutes of rest, but she was excited about getting back to civilization too. She agreed.
Lanying advised Jill, "Now, we still have some rough conditions to go through, but nothing like we've been through."
Jill, and Lanying and Xander entered their velomobiles and they were on their way.
The trail they were on was the one that, when they were coming, became a trail after crossing a somewhat major road. That road they would cross was not for them, but last time, if you'll remember, they had taken that road to go to a town to buy alcohol for the stove. Lanying thought to herself "To hell with that this time!" She wanted out of there bad!
So when that road was encountered, Lanying just crossed it and went straight ahead. After that point, the route they were on became a lot better. The road was fairly wide and made of hard-packed dirt. On this they cruised along at 15 to 20 mph. Jill had no problem keeping up. They went through a number of pedal cycles and rest periods. For a while, they saw other vehicles. During rest periods, Jill sat by the road while Lanying and Xander hid in the woods. Jill watched over the vehicles. Her imposing muscular physique ensured there was no more trouble from the giant bitches of the area. Remember before, on this road, Xander and Lanying ran into quite a bit of trouble.
The road decreased in quality as they pushed on, but remained fair. They began an ascent. Lanying called a supper stop.
Jill emerged from her velomobile as Lanying and Xander did. Lanying announced, "We'll have supper here, then press on a little more. A pretty ferocious climb awaits us; it's better to do it in the day. We'll begin the ascent, but before we leave the timber line, we'll stop to sleep."
They went through the usual procedures for a meal; the gathering, getting the water, and cooking. As usual, Jill just munched on tender leaves and grass raw. Her habit of eating things raw helped save alcohol for the stove. But it was running low, and remember, Lanying just whizzed by the town where she could have bought alcohol. I personally cannot blame her. I too would be in a hurry to get out of there and back to "civilization". If they had to start building wood fires later, that would an okay trade for Lanying.
After supper and securing of stove and utensils, they prepared to go. Jill complained that she was sleepy. Lanying promised, "Just one more hour or so, okay big girl? I just want to get us out of here! I've quite frankly had enough of this! I want home!"
Jill hugged Lanying and replied, "Okay, little fairy. Man! For one so tiny, you sure are strong! Okay. We'll go some more. And I too am in a hurry to see what lies beyond."
Lanying advised, "We got one more tough mountain to climb. We're on it now, and we'll start the climb tonight. Tomorrow we'll complete it. Then things will start to improve."
They entered their respective velomobiles and continued on. Jill's dark velomobile followed Lanying's velomobile with all its clearance lamps on. Jill complimented earlier, that Lanying's velomobile is very pretty and colorful at night.
The road conditions continued to decrease, but not to the extent of before. The road dwindled to a "fair-to-good trail". Climbing steeply, they used granny gears and proceeded at 2 mph. After an hour and a half, Lanying stopped to check Jill. Lanying wanted to push on. By this time, it was black dark. The only lights were those of zillions of bright stars twinkling through the tree tops and the clearance lamps on Lanying's velomobile. And it was bone-chilling cold.
"I'm so sleepy, fairy Lanying," Jill begged.
Lanying reluctantly agreed to call it a day. She still had pep and wanted to climb a little further, at least approaching the timber line. But here would do if it meant being nice to Jill.
Jill went through her bedtime routine of removing the chair and setting up the inside of her velomobile for sleeping. She curled up inside and slept well.
Lanying and Xander returned to the velomobile. Lanying worked the shortwave bands and again, contacted Basheera and gave her a progress report. Basheera excitedly asked questions about Jill, conditions in general, what she had been through and so on. Later, Lanying contacted her mother. Xander DXed on the broadcast band.
It was frightfully cold and the windshield was frosting up. Later, Lanying moved to Xander's spot and laid on top of him. They were both sleepy and cold. Xander almost got an erection from cuddly Lanying being next to him, but sleepiness won. They both soon slept. After turning off the dome light, it was "super dark" as always in these wild places. They would have been able to see the stars but frost diffused their light.
Lanying woke up to the sound of chopping, cutting and carrying on. She and Xander sleepily climbed out of the velomobile. Shivering, they noted Jill hard at work.
"Good morning, sweet little fairy Lanying!" Jill cheerfully greeted. In a temperature of probably 28 degrees (-2 Celsius), Jill wore her worn out tank-top and micro-ao-dai. To say Jill was barefooted is a waste of my writing time. Until further notice in this account, Jill is always barefooted. She has no shoes.
Anyway, Jill was hard at work flexing her huge muscles on a 2-foot high section of log. She had cut it from a fallen tree that was over there a ways. Using a large hand saw to cut the 20-inch-diameter log was a feat of strength and stamina itself. She appeared to be attempting to "core" the log, that is, take out some of the center. She was using all hand tools, tools that she had brought.
"Brrr!" Lanying said first. She was wearing her pajamas and that was over her blouse and hose. Xander was wrapped in blankets. Lanying then asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm makin' a new chair," Jill explained. "When I woke up, my chair was gone. Somebody took it."
"What!?" Lanying asked, "Somebody took your chair while we were sleeping?"
"Yes," replied Jill calmly, "Look, see the foot prints. Bare feet made it, and it is not mine. I also smell scent of a woman, like me. She horny. Anyway, she took the chair."
Sure enough, barely discernible were barefoot prints on the dirt of the trail. Jill apparently could tell her foot prints from someone else's. They were large, like hers.
"How can you pedal?" Lanying asked.
"I make chair. Is okay! I finish soon! Look, I already gather vegetables for you. I already ate, and am eating every once in a while as I do this. You cook now. I also got water and put it in your pot."
"Jill, you're so sweet!" Lanying exclaimed, "Just a big, muscular hunk of sweetness!"
Jill looked up from her work and smiled so pretty and lovingly to Lanying. Soft blond bangs were almost over her big, sparkling blue eyes. Jill passionately expressed, "I love you, little fairy Lanying! I do anything for you!"
Lanying ran up to Jill to hug. Jill stood up and took Lanying in her huge bosom and arms. Jill was a bit shy of stroking Lanying, however. "My hands dirty. I not want to get dirt on little fairy!"
"Oh, big sweetness! That's okay!" Lanying assured with a voice muffled by Jill's bosom.
Lanying was slow to leave. First, Jill's bosom was toasty warm. Second, Lanying could feel, psychically, the waves and waves of rosy love energy streaming from Jill's energy. And it was a true love, and a nurturing love. There was a lot more to it than the mere fact that Jill relishes being fisted by Lanying.
Finally, Lanying pushed herself away from that furnace of heat and love, and got down to cooking. All the rough stuff was done. During that time, Jill continued work on her "chair".
Funny thing is, Jill seemed not the least bit angry that someone stole her chair and put her out so. Lanying, while eating, asked about that.
"Oh, the poor lacking soul needed it." Jill replied. "I should have been more careful, tied it up, put bells on it, put it in my trailer, but, I lazy. Too sleepy. Later, maybe in couple hundred years, Creator will gently show that woman the error she made. Then, her energy will have grown. That's what incarnation for, right?"
"Yeah..." breathed Lanying, fascinated that such spiritual wisdom would come from the mouth of this, well, not babe, but yokel perhaps. And yes, a babe; a big, blond babe...
Even after Lanying and Xander completed breakfast and put away stove and utensils, Jill was still at work reining down and securing her stool for use while pedaling. She fashioned cloth covered harnesses to go over her huge shoulders to brace against during hard pedaling. Jill had also fastened a board to a part of her velomobile to serve as the chair-back. More screws and bolts drilled through an already ravaged old frame that showed signs of countless home-made modifications and repairs from the past.
"Aw, poor big Jill!", cooed Lanying, "As soon as we get to civilization, I'll buy you a new car! I wish I could now, but, there just isn't anything like that in this forsaken wilderness."
"Is okay, sweet fairy!" Jill assured, giving Lanying a bright, loving smile.
Jill completed the work on her makeshift seat and then they were ready. The ascent continued.
The trail held up as they climbed. The trail even became a little clearer as they climbed due to less vegetation. The winds were screaming. The velomobile quaked and rocked as they slowly threaded their way over the top of the pass. The windshield kept frosting.
The view was spectacular. They could see for hundreds of miles to the west. The sky was rich blue all the way to the horizon. Above, the sky was so blue, it was almost indigo. But it was not a place to stop and look around. Winds were 60 mph and temperature down to 20 (-7 Celsius); not exactly balmy.
Inside the velomobiles, they were comfortably warm due to the exertion. Now they were descending, and the cold might begin to creep in. Lanying kept checking the rearview mirror for Jill. Her clunky velomobile was keeping up just fine along with its boxy trailer.
The road did not have any gullies to portage the velomobiles over, but there were numerous "washouts", where heavy rains created rivulets that eroded troughs in the road. Lanying had to ease her velomobile over them. A couple of them "bridged" the rear wheels so that the body of the velomobile held the rear wheels off the bottom of the washout. Xander and Lanying had to temporarily get out into the freezing wind and push the velomobile just a few inches to get the rear wheels out of the trough. Jill started to get out to help but Lanying waved to indicate that it is okay.
This was an advantage that Jill's clunky velomobile had over Lanying's sleek, streamlined one. Jill's velomobile's high ground clearance was great for trundling over forest floors covered deep with leaves of past seasons, high grass, and washouts.
They continued down the winding trail. The trail conditions began to improve. As the road leveled off, it became wider and of hard-packed dirt. Small trails were seen here and there than joined the road. They began to see a little bit of traffic.
They began to see farm fields. Xander pointed out, "This is where we saw our first monster woman. Remember? You said she grabbed the tail fin?"
"Yeah!" Lanying agreed, "How can I forget that!? I sure am glad Jill is with us!"
"Me too!"
They went through a number of pedal cycles. Jill was doing fine, not tired at all. In Lanying's usual manner, lunch break was not around noon, but more like 2 to 3 p.m.
The road was improving. Their speed was in the mid 20s of miles per hour. Jill was keeping up just fine. The farm fields increased and sure enough, they approached and entered a town. The town was mostly a collection of homes with some doubling as small businesses and there was one "dedicated" (not doubling as a home) trading post. Last time they went through this town it was midnight. Now it was day. It was past time for a lunch break, but Lanying wished to get this town behind her. Even with Jill, it made her nervous.
Lanying kept her speed up, in fact, sped up a bit, unconsciously. With the speed at 30 mph, someone almost walked in front of them. She was a huge, 7-foot 6-inch, 450ish-pound muscular giant. She was buck naked. She stopped just in time to keep from being struck by Lanying's speeding velomobile. Jill was keeping up in her clunky one.
The giant lady did not seem to get mad. She merely gazed with great curiosity.
 An unfinished picture from the sysop/artist illustrates, generally, part of what Lanying is fearful of as she passes through these towns. The sight of these groups of rough looking country Taqh women spurs Lanying to pedal hard, despite the safety consideration. Remember, these gals are 6 feet 6 inches to 7 feet at 250 pounds to 320 pounds; I think I'd speed through too! |
Then, another woman who was with a number of others and some men, two of whom were on leashes (gees!), broke from the group and ran after Lanying's velomobile. That really made Lanying nervous. She flexed her iron-cable leg muscles with Xander following suit. Jill began to drop behind.
The gal running after them was 7 feet and 8 inches tall and possibly 480 pounds. She was lean, athletic and highly muscular. Her silky blond hair was in pigtails and she had blond bangs almost covering her blue eyes. Lanying's speed was 40 mph. They left the town. The giant woman still kept up. Her pigtails were whipping behind her head from the wind. Barefooted and naked, she appeared to be just having fun. She had a happy grin on her face almost like a little girl. Finally she gave up chase and hop and skipped back towards the town. Jill, way behind, then passed her. The big woman gave Jill's vehicle and trailer little notice.
After a curve in the road blocked the view of the small town, Lanying allowed their speed to sink to 20 mph. Jill slowly caught up.
Xander commented while huffing and panting, "You know, when we do get to the good roads, she's not going to be able to keep up with us!"
"I know," Lanying panted, "That's why I'm gonna get her a new car. But I gotta freakin' get to civilization first!"
The irritation in Lanying's voice indicated she was really loosing patience with these wild lands and their people.
Way past the lunch break time, Lanying continued at 20 mph until the farm fields decreased and then were no more. They were among the woods again. Then she pulled over and stopped for lunch break! Jill followed same.
Lanying got out with Xander. Jill came out and, with a sweet voice, she pointed out, "Sweet fairy Lanying! You go so fast! I not able to keep up! How you so strong?"
Lanying giggled and replied, "I'm sorry about that! But those people make me nervous!"
Jill: "But I'll protect you, little fairy! I'm strong!"
Jill made a muscle pose flexing her 38-inch biceps.
Lanying smiled sweetly and cooed as she leaned into Jill's huge bosom, "I know you're strong, Mamma-Jill. But, so are they! That one that was running after me looked a little bit bigger than you. Also, if 2 of them got after us, could you fight that?"
Jill: "Big one young. She just playing. Almost girl in mind. Others in town not hurt you, only want take you home and take your man. I tell them Xander my man, then they leave us alone. You almost hit one, with your car. Not good to go fast through town..."
Jill was gently hugging Lanying. While enjoying the warmth of Jill's bosom, Lanying replied, "I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't have done that. Still, I'm glad we're done with them. Tonight, I think we will make it to a road that goes over the mountains to the west. Then, we're done with them!"
Jill: "But them my people. It is sad that fairy Lanying fears my people. But, I'm glad you feel happier that soon, you will leave them."
Lanying: "I'm sorry about that, Mamma-Jill. Your people are very beautiful! So strong, healthy, beautiful skin, silky blond hair and eyes as blue as the sky! Just like you!"
Jill held Lanying quite some time before letting her go to prepare lunch.
Lanying wore hose, long-sleeved blouse and microskirt and Jill wore her worn tank-top and micro-ao-dai while they both gathered vegetables and water.
While eating, one of those clunky velomobiles came up and stopped. Out came a giant blond, Jill's size, buck naked and with her blond hair in 2 braids. As with all these people, bangs almost covered her eyes. Lanying was sitting between Jill and the forest on the side of the road as was Xander who was next to her.
"Hi!" Jill innocently greeted.
"Hi!" the big blond greeted just as innocently.
The big blond asked, "You wanna sell the man?"
"No," Jill replied sweetly.
"That little girl is very cute and pretty," the big blond commented about Lanying.
Jill replied, "She not girl. She full grown. She Betaff woman. She smart. She also magic. Maybe she part fairy."
The big blond eased past Jill to look more closely at Lanying. Lanying smiled nervously.
"She so cute! And the hair is so black!" she commented.
The big gal looked Lanying and Xander over several seconds. She then backed out from behind Jill and asked, "I have real good apples. If I give you 20 of them, will you give me your shirt?"
Jill replied, "Let me see apples."
The big blond opened the door of her clunky velomobile. A man was behind the seat with the baskets of apples. She took one of the baskets and showed Jill. "Eat one" she invited.
Jill took an apple an ate it.
"Mmm! This real real good!" Jill commented.
"Can I have your shirt?" the big naked blond asked.
"Give me 40 apples, I give you my shirt." Jill bargained.
"Okay," the big blond cheerfully, innocently replied.
As she counted out 40 apples, Jill stripped her tank-top and handed it to the big gal.
"Do you want this too?" Jill asked, pointing out her micro-ao-dai.
"No, just the shirt."
The big gal took Jill's tank-top and put it on. As with Jill, her huge tits poked out of the worn-through openings on the tank-top.
"Mmm, this feels good!" the big gal said as she made a muscle pose. Huge biceps, like Jill's, heaved up in her big arms. She quit the pose and said, "Well, bye!"
Jill simply replied, "Bye."
The big gal, still naked below but wearing a tank-top, took the rest of the apples and put it in her velomobile. She entered it, closed the door and was off.
Lanying giggled.
"Little fairy, what funny?" Jill sweetly, innocently asked.
"Now you have no shirt!" Lanying giggled, "You give your shirt away just like that?"
Jill: "I trade for delicious apples. You have one! They real real good! Shirt wear out. Don't know why she wanted it. But, okay, she want old shirt, she give me real good apples!"
Lanying giggled and expressed, "I love you, Jill!"
"I love you, sweet fairy Lanying!"
Lanying giggled more then said, "Big girl, I'll get you new tank-tops as soon as we get to civilization. You're so sweet!"
Xander spoke up and asked, "Can you get tank-tops that have openings for her titties to stick through? That's kinda nice..."
Lanying giggled, "Yes, perv! I can get tank-tops that already have tit openings. It's a common style!"
Lanying and Xander then both helped themselves to some delicious, freshly picked apples.
They wrapped up lunch and put away stove and utensils. They entered their velomobiles and were on their way again.
Easing along at 20 to 25 mph, Lanying kept very regular 50-minute pedaling cycles and 10-minute rest periods. They sloshed through puddles from time to time. One or two of them bogged Lanying's velomobile and slowed her down a bit. Jill's velomobile was uneffected and slowed only because Lanying slowed. Every once in a rare while, they would pass another clunky velomobile going the other direction.
Since lunch had been in midafternoon, after only 3 pedal cycles darkness began to manifest. Lanying was carefully looking out for a bifurcation of the road where she would take a trail-looking road to the left. She had marked the trees carefully. She was concerned the darkness might cause her to miss the road. She recognized the area somewhat, but last time she went through here, she was going the opposite direction and it was cloudy. Now the woods sparkled with golden sunshine against what had been a deep blue sky. The sky was getting deeper blue now and on to indigo as dusk approached. Lanying's speed gradually dropped as she scanned the woods carefully for her marked trees.
Finally and fortunately, Lanying spotted the trees and, sure enough, there the trail was. She steered left into it and examined the rearview mirrors to make sure Jill followed.
Lanying was at the end of the 50 minutes of the third pedal cycle, but she continued a while. She just wanted to put a little distance between her and any of those giant blonds. The trail conditions dropped their speed to 10 mph or lower. After 15 minutes, Lanying felt the climb to the next mountain to the west begin. She finally stopped and called supper.
As she got out, Jill emerged from her velomobile asking, "You say condition get better. But now, this not so good..."
"Yeah, we have a little more poor road conditions," Lanying replied, "But the thing is, we won't go through any more gullies that we have to carry the cars over, there won't be any more places where the road disappears and... well, I know that you don't like leaving what you say are 'your people', but at least, you won't have to worry about protecting Xander and me anymore..."
Xander butted in and pointed out, "Besides, we don't leave her people, do we? Like, well, first we go through whatever that region is with the big Betaqh people, but then, after that, we get back to where there are Taqh types. Remember Moon-Bitch? And Ona-Bitch and the rest of them? And then, they're Taqh people in Central Capital. And I'm a Taqh!"
Lanying agreed, "Yes, that is correct, sweety. But I get the feeling, that Jill's people... hmm, they're a different kind of Taqh; similar, but different."
Lanying then turned to and addressed Jill, "However, I think you'll like them just fine. And the guys are gorgeous! Just remember, men are not sold, bought, or rented. But that's no problem! Just let 'em see your bod and that big-ass cunt, and they'll line up to fuck you!"
Jill jumped up and down with jubilant excitement and replied, "Oh! I can't wait! It sounds real real good! And, I promise, I won't try to buy men!"
Lanying giggled, "Okay, big sugar!"
After gathering vegetables, water, and cooking and eating supper, Lanying asked Jill if it would be okay to put in another hour of pedaling.
Jill commented, "I not so strong as fairy Lanying! Fairy Lanying is part of the night! But, I will follow!"
Lanying giggled, "Not as strong as me? Man! You're dozens of times stronger than me! Your muscles are huge! One of your arms is bigger than both of my legs!"
Jill chuckled and replied, "There are different type of strength. Yes, I have muscles much bigger than yours. But you have stay-strength! And you have compact strength! I not know how little fairy Lanying can pedal so fast! And you pedal far, and for long time! You have those two type of strength!"
Lanying giggled, "Oh, I see!"
They all entered their respective velomobiles and pushed on for another 70 minutes... yes, Lanying sneaked in an extra 20 minutes. The slope of the road became definitely uphill and the vegetation was thinning. Lanying felt they made good progress. She stopped and allowed Jill to sleep.
Jill removed her log "chair" and she made her sleeping arrangements in her velomobile. She fell asleep quickly. Lanying and Xander entertained themselves on the radios a while then called it a night.
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