Date: Wed, 26 Feb 2014 17:52:47 -0500 From: sasha steele Subject: Manazon, a new transvestite story by Sasha Steele MANAZON (part one) by Sasha Steele Never mind the war was on, but the Nazis had infiltrated South America. There was ample proof of that. It was dangerous all right. Still Dr. Reese had convinced the faculty to undertake this expedition. And they had agreed, with certain concessions off course. Coral Reese didn't mind an armed guard escort so long as she had control and they stayed out of her way. If the Nazis didn't bother her and the armed guard under command of that sneering macho maniac Bolt didn't bother her, where the funding for the expedition came from certainly did. She welcomed the money alright but didn't trust Earl Tider, the expedition's benefactor. Not in the least. To make it worse Tider was coming along on the expedition 'to protect his interest' and Coral suspected that muscle bound hulk Bolt would be taking orders from him, not her. "Mercenary bastards," Coral fumed as she packed up her equipment. "After the gold they are, no doubt about it." Coral had lost control of the expedition before it even began. Still she couldn't turn away such an opportunity as this expedition. After all Coral had championed the existence of the Manazons, an all male society living in the deepest jungles of the Amazon basin, her whole career and now the chance to prove her theories right. The Manazons worshiped the white heGoddess Nimphallus who resided in the ancient Manazonian City of Mamancurra, the golden city. Nimphallus brought the Manazon the gift of immortality. In return they showered their heGoddess with gold and precious stones, catered to his every need, every whim. They appeased his every desire and gave themselves willingly to him in order that Nimphallus may at least temporarily pacify his insatiable lust. "Here, let me give you a hand," Bolt said. "No thanks," Coral told him in a rather rude tone. The doctor of anthropology wouldn't be half bad looking, Bolt thought, if she would lose the frumpy duds and those god awful glasses. Ya, and maybe that fucking attitude too. "Suit yourself Doc," Bolt said and walked away. The expedition made its way up river to the Pand village where they awaited a guide team that Tider had arranged for. Coral didn't like the guide team at all, especially their leader who at first blush Coral took for a native woman that Tider had the hots for. About five foot eight, slim with dark skin, long curly black hair and wearing a long blue and white flowered sarong the guide leader, Zeffertiti, was quite beautiful. But later, as they all saw because the guide leader liked to parade around stark naked, Zeffertiti was not a girl at all but a beautiful boy who had a freakishly long black cock that hung down past his knees. Led by the naked Zeffertiti, the guide team headed inland followed by a hoard of native equipment bearers. Two days later the expedition proper with its own guides, bearers and armed escort followed the trail the lead team had prepared for them. Dr. Reese struggled along in front of Bolt. She was out of shape from lack of exercise and she smoked. Bolt noted the Doc had traded her frumpy dress for a pair of equally frumpy, baggy looking khakis and a lose white blouse that didn't hide the fact she was flat chested and had a thick waist. He thought of Zeffertiti. Viewed from the back the naked long-dickedguide leader looked sexier than Dr. Reese. Thought of Tider fucking Zeffertiti's nice round buns every night and felt his cock stir. Christ, the doctor was the only woman on an otherwise all male expedition and Bolt was beginning to think she looked more like a man than Zeffertiti with his two foot cock. Fuck, Bolt thought. I'm on a gay expedition to find an all male society in the middle of the jungle. I'll be lucky to make it back straight. The path cut through the jungle seamed to immediately close in behind them as they went. And even with the trail cut for them the way had been difficult. A week in and they were exhausted before finally making it to the first check point at the edge of an immense swamp where a camp had been set up for them. They would rest a few days and regroup before carrying on. Coral was glad for the rest, glad for a decent bath in one of the cool water springs. Unlike the rest of them who just stripped naked and jumped in, Coral was very self conscious about herself and bathed in seclusion. She was diffident about her toiletries as well, and seemed embarrassed when the men would just stop to pee whenever the need took them. She was especially nonplussed when Zeffertitihad lifted his long cock and peed right in front of her. Next day Bolt caught another glimpse of trouble that had dogged the expedition from the start. Doctor Reese had just washed her clothes and hung them along with a few of her panties and braziers on bush branches to dry. She was undressing to bath in the spring pool when Dalton, one of the armed escorts, found her. "So this is where you hang out Doc," Dalton said. He held a pair of Coral's white panties to his nose. Coral gasped, quickly covered her exposed brazier. "Don't stop on my account," Dalton mocked. "Get the fuck out of here!" Coral screamed as she redid her blouse. He started toward her. "Stay away from me!" Coral was beginning to panic. All Dalton did was laugh and grabbed her by the arms. Coral struggled but he was too strong. She was in full panic now, not knowing what to do, when she heard Bolt. "Let go of her," he said. His tone was low, cool, yet menacing. "Fuck off Bolt." "That's an order." "Dalton let go of Coral and turned to Bolt. "I work for Tider, not you," he said. "Oh well in that case," Bolt said, "leave Doctor Reese alone or fucking kill you." They stared each other done. Dalton must have read something in Bolt's eyes. "This isn't over," Dalton said and left. "You okay Doc?" Bolt asked. Coral hadn't misjudged that Bolt was a brute. But she'd missed that Bolt was also a decent man. "Yes, thanks to you." "You finish up your business. I'll make sure no one else bothers you," he said and left her alone. Coral half wondered if Bolt would be spying on her himself, then dismissed the notion. She bathed quickly, dressed in frumpy clean clothes and headed back to camp. Tider fucked Zeffertiti's sexy round ass for one day and a night before they naked guide left to set a new trail around the swamp to the next check point at the base of enormous cliff. Even from the distance at this side of the swamp the cliff looked imposing, it's top lost in the clouds. "We have to climb that?' Coral asked incredulously. "It looks impossible." "It's a volcanic valley surrounded by that ridge, Tider said. "There's supposed to be some sort of passage way through the rock leading into it." The way once again was arduous, and far more dangerous than the last with more serious 'accidents' along the way. Many more this time than there had been on the first leg of the journey inland. At first it was just equipment troubles, parts gone missing, that sort of thing. Then a sudden mysterious illness claimed two of Doctor Reese's colleagues and Bolt suspected they had been poisoned. Now people were just disappearing. So Bolt had to figure his options. Bolt had three men loyal to him and four legitimate expedition members left to protect. Tider had more men and control of the guides and supplies. Bolt needed to do something and fast. Then suddenly it all went to hell. "Bolt. Tider wants to see you," Dalton said. "Right now." He lowered his gun training it on Bolt, then gave the barrel a slight flick to the side. "Move it." Bolt did move, and fast. He grabbed hold of the riffle and dropped Dalton with a right hook. Bolt quickly turned the riffle and trained it on Dalton. That's when he heard the shots ring out, lots of them, and Dalton started to laugh. "How it's just you. And Doctor Reese of course," Dalton said. Then shouted, "Bob you there?" "Here boss." "Got the doc?" "Got her boss." "Want to help her, give me the gun." Bolt handed over the riffle. Walked out of the tent. Dalton followed him out. Doctor Reese was on her knees with her hands behind her head. A gun pointed at her. She was sobbing uncontrollably. Then Bolt was struck violently from behind across the back of his head and he fell to the ground. End of part one