"The city built it," Almara answered, her voice lazy as her fatty tissue sank into the mattress. "There are like twenty safehouses spread across the jungle."

"Twenty!" He exclaimed, indefinitely irritating the other. "That's impressive!"

"Don't yell," Almara demanded, "I'm trying to sleep."

"Sorry," He winced, "I just didn't think the city would be this advanced. Building so many safe houses is not only good, it's smart. We're fighting with stone spears up there, for fuck's sake, so I didn't expect all these treasures you have down here."

"Treasures?" She repeated, her eyes closed.

Jimmy sat on the bunk bed, facing Almara. He looked right past her fat breast, ignored it completely, and focused on the topic at hand.

"Yes!" He said, "How big is this city? How many people? It must have taken quite some firepower to build the safe houses with all these dinosaurs running around."

"The city is big, it maybe has three-thousand people," She said, "The safe houses are pretty old, they were built before I was born at least. I guess they used crossbows to keep dinosaurs away?"

"Crossbows?" He repeated, "Are weapons like that even strong enough to fight the two-ton bastards around us?"

"The city folk worked past that, they used explosive bolts." She said, "It keeps the dinosaurs away, and the jungle is usually pretty wet, so they don't set anything on fire."

"Interesting…" He rubbed his chin, "So…"

"Please, Jimmy, I want to sleep," Almara said, "Ask me whatever you want tomorrow."

"Right," He nodded.

Afterwards, he laid on the bunk bed, next to Anna. The beds themselves were rather thin, so it took precedent for them to share the bed.

Anna slipped on top of him, and laid her chest on his. Though, she didn't sleep.

She looked at him, chin resting on his chest, and whispered, "I'll listen to your technology fantasies, but you have to be really quiet."

Jimmy and Anna then went ahead and spent a couple of hours of their night in that manner. Whispering away, sharing their thoughts in regards to the city.

They found the idea that humans can develop technologies so fast, under the circumstances they were in.

If mother nature carried on her will, the city itself shouldn't have existed to begin with. The animals across the jungle were far too violent, as for humans, even with magic to their aid, were not strong enough to consistently battle the animals and have the winning edge.

Yet in their case, in regards to the City of Fik, they were so good at surviving that they built a city underground, likely weeks away from the nearest exit point to the surface world, which was all the more fascinating!

They even had the power to cause massive harm against the ecosystem that consistently wanted them dead, which would make their lives significantly safer, and yet they chose to live and let live. Almara and the shapeshifters described the city folks as jerks who would refuse to help them with their lake problem, even if the shapeshifters begged them, but there may be something deeper at play.

Jimmy was very eager to explore the city, and he was quite bothered by the fact that it would take a few more days to get there. He wanted to get to the city now, and indulge in every matter he craved in regards to exploring their technology. If manufactured bunk beds got him excited, he could do nothing more than imagine how he'd react in the face of greater, man-made technology.

Of course, with the pyramids present across the jungle, he was also suspecting that aliens helped the humans here progress. It was only natural to suspect it, and he was willing to explore that theory later on.

Anyway, despite the intimate setting, they didn't have sex that night. They had all the conditions to procreate without worrying about a dinosaur biting their heads off, and yet they didn't.

They were excited about this place, and they were tired too, sore from the day's worth of riding through the jungle, so they simply fell asleep in each other's embrace. Stacked on top of one another like two cans of sardines.

Come morning time, Jimmy woke up with a phenomenal boner. Anna's warm body was still pressing on him, he used her like a blanket all night, so of course he woke up aroused.

Anna's hips were pushed up by a few inches because of his boner, her pelvis under a lot of pressure. The pressure managed to wake her up.

"Someone's happy," She said, her voice lousy. "If we're going to do this, we have to be really quiet. We don't want to wake up the dinosaur."

"Oh dear," Almara blurted out from the background.

Afterwards, she stood up, walked out of the safehouse, but before she was about to leave, she said, "I'll wait for you outside, just be quick."

"We don't do quick," Anna smiled, "Well, we tend to fuck fast, but our little Jimmy here does not finish easily."

"Maybe you need to do a better job?" Almara said half mindedly. "I never heard of a man who lasts more than three strokes."

"What!" Anna exclaimed.

She didn't know if she should be angry, or suffer through second-hand embarrassment on behalf of the men across the underworld. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"That's insane!" She blurted, "How do women even enjoy themselves down here? Don't tell me you have wooden dildos or some shit?"

"Sex doesn't do us much use here, unless we want children," Almara added.

"My God, no wonder you're being a bitch." She said, "You haven't had a good fucking for what, forty years?"

"I'm twenty-five years old," Almara said, "And don't call me a bitch."

"You are being one, but it doesn't matter." She said, "Close the door, and come here. It's high time you get that bruising you're cruising for."

Almara was pissed, but she closed the door nonetheless. This was when she noticed that the fact that she walked around naked had an effect on people who weren't used to it.

She knew that she aroused Jimmy from time to time. She had enough fat on her tall, muscular figure to make any lesser man go nuts. From the looks of it, she has aroused Anna as well, as the little lady was looking at her breasts as if she was about to start drooling in front of a delicacy!

A light blush spread across Almara's face, nearly unnoticeable, but yet present because of the light bulb on top of their heads.

Jimmy looked at the light bulb, and as its image was burned into his retina, he wondered, 'Where the hell are they getting their electricity from?'

Anna disrobed herself. Now there were two naked women in a room with him, both a delicacy, and easily acquired flavor, and he didn't have to choose between either of them, as he could last long enough to satisfy both. Yet, he still kept thinking about the light bulb, distracted.

"Are you okay with this, Jimmy?" Anna asked, breaking his train of thought, "If you don't want to fuck Almara, I can handle her myself."

"Why wouldn't he want to fuck me?!" Almara barked, the blush on her face expanding exponentially. "My breasts are bigger than yours, and also, I'm taller."

"You're right," Anna stretched a sinister look across her face.

Afterwards, she slid her arm around Almara's back, grabbed a hold of her hair, and then pulled her down. Her Dinosaur Strength allowed her to easily 'man handle' a much bigger woman.

"You deserve a spanking," She said.

Sitting on the other bunk bed close by, Anna put Almara over her lap, and spanked her fat butt-cheeks a couple of times.

Sliding a finger in her vagina, rubbing it afterwards, she said, "You poor little thing… look at you, you're wet already."

"Sure, we can have sex," Jimmy said, his answer delayed by everything that just unraveled.

Almara didn't know what to do. She wanted to break loose and punch Anna on the face, and yet, she did like someone touching her privates for longer than a few seconds. She had walked in this safehouse frustrated, sexually, and now her fluids broke like a dam at the slightest touch. She mustered within her rage, and yet she didn't say a thing.

"You're awfully quiet," Anna said, "If you want my boyfriend's dick, you have to work for it."

Sliding in her second, and then third finger in Almara's pussy, she added, "You have to know something about me… I can be really greedy, so if you don't let me satisfy myself with your little moans, you won't get any dick."

"Fine…" Almara sighed, and then broke out a little moan. "Aah…"

The first moan was forced, she only moaned on command, but as Anna picked up the pace, spreading her pussy open like a tarp, every moan that followed afterwards was significantly more heartfelt!

"Good girl," She grinned, "Moan for mommy."