Filename:        TRESRPT2.TXT
Codes:           fF (light), inc
Author's name:   Kizul Emeraldfire
Author's e-mail: KizulEmeraldfire@gmail.com
Story title:     Treasure Seekers, chapter 2

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    Jen awoke late the next morning and found her sister
to still be sleeping deeply, so she decided to go ahead
and make arrangements with the innkeeper to hold their
room for them for the next two months, then brought some
breakfast up to their room.
    Tanya was just starting to groggily wake up when Jen
pushed her way through the door, closing the door with
the toe of her boot and bringing the tray of food to the
bed.
    The younger sister stared blearily at her older
sibling. "What time is it?" Tanya asked, rubbing a bit
of the sleepyness out of her eyes.
    "It's about half past noon; you were asleep all
morning." Jen set the tray down on her sister's
blanket-covered lap, and grinned. "Eat up, sis -- we've
got a busy day ahead of us."
    Tanya gave Jen a kiss on the cheek and thanked her
for the breakfast, which she quickly ate. Afterwards,
she got dressed in her usual atire, a rusty-red tunic
and navy blue pants, brushing her long, back-length dark
blue hair before handing the brush to her sister.
    Jen knew Tanya wanted her to brush her own hair, but
she'd always looked good with her hair (orangey-gold and
just a little longer than shoulder-length) just a bit
messy, so she simply put the brush away. Her sister
frowned at her in a mock-disapproving sort of way, but
hugged Jen anyway.
    Jen wore a deep violet tunic and purple tights,
with knee-high, brown leather boots. She still had the
map tucked safely away in her generous bosom, which was
verging on the D-cup mark. Her sister, though three
years younger, had ample cleavage of her own with large-
ish C-cup breasts, but not quite as large as Jen's.
    After Tanya was dressed, the two set out for the
market once again, getting the supplies they'd need for
their journey to the temple in the marshlands. The
marshlands had another nickname, `The Swamp of Lust' --
though no one knew now why it was called that, as
everyone just avoided the marshlands altogether.
    The sisters bought food, some extra clothing, food,
some sacks for holding the food, some sacks to hold
treasure in (though they didn't need many -- just a few
to replace the ones that had already worn out on them),
and some flasks for water and other liquid.
    It was late afternoon when they finally arrived back
at the inn, hauling everything they'd gotten up to their
room and dumping all of it, minus some of the messier
and more delicate food items, onto the bed. They had
only a few gold pieces left after getting all of their
supplies, but knew that if the map real, it would all be
worth it.
    They sorted the food and clothing into the different
sacks, filling up the flasks at the bar and tossing the
worn-out sacks away. They bought dinner and ate it in
their room while they studied the map some more, making
up some wild stories about why the temple was built and
what was inside of it.
    Eventually, it grew late, so they decided to pack it
in and get some rest before they set out the next
morning. Neither sister got much sleep, however, as they
were both too excited to fall asleep easily.

    It was mid-morning when Jen awoke, feeling something
warm, wet, and cloth-covered rubbing against her thigh,
near her knee. She cracked her eyes open a little, and
saw her sister, breathing hard, face flushed a deep red
and eyes shut tightly. Suddenly, she realized what was
rubbing against her beneath the covers and blushed a
bit, deciding it better not to move than to embarrass
her sister. Jen closed her eyes again, feigning sleep as
Tanya rubbed her crotch against the thigh between her
legs for another minute or two before finally stopping,
shivering in climax and making Jen's thigh even more
wet.
    The older sister waited a few minutes, listening for
her younger sibling's breathing to go back to normal,
then started stirring. Tanya gave an embarrased gasp,
quickly retreating to her side of the bed as Jen `woke
up'. Jen turned over onto her back and sat up,
stretching as she pretended to be oblivious of the wet
patch of skin just above her right knee.
    "'Morning, Jen." Tanya's face was still blushed a
little red from earlier.
    "G'morning, sis -- ready to set out for the marsh
castle?" Tanya smiled and nodded.
    "I'll go get us some breakfast then -- sit tight,
kiddo, I'll be right back." Jen got out of bed and
quickly dressed, running out the door and down the
stairs to get breakfast.
    While she was gone, Tanya got dressed as well,
changing into a fresh pair of panties. She'd just sat
back on the bed when Jen re-entered with two food trays,
setting one down on the bed for Tanya. While they ate,
they discussed the map some more.
    "So, we're going south?"
    Jen nodded. "The safe-path that the map shows is at
the southmost part of the Swamp. After we get there, we
can start trekking northwest, to the castle, or temple,
or whatever it is."
    They finished their breakfast, then gathered their
things and set off for the southmost entrance to the
marshlands.
    After several days of traveling, they came
upon the entrance. Jen studied the map for a moment,
then looked ahead at the dark, shadowed tunnel of trees
before them. "This looks to be it."
    "You're SURE we can't go on the much brighter and
safer-looking path?" Tanya asked nervously.
    "Positive. According to the map, that one-" -- Jen
pointed to the brighter entrance of the marshlands to
the right of the one she was facing -- "-leads to
`certain doom'. And we want to stay alive, remember?"
    Tanya grumbled, casting a last, longing look at her
preferred route through the Swamp, but followed Jen into
the deeply-shadowed, much smaller entrance anyway,
ducking under the low-hanging branches.
    A couple of yards inside of the thickly-wooded
tunnel, the ceiling of branches gradually rose until
it was well above the sisters' heads, thinning out a bit
as well, the sunlight filtering down from high above
making speckled patterns on the ground below, the path
greatly widening as well.
    They traveled on for a time, following the twists
and turns of the path. As it grew dark, they stopped,
setting up camp at the side of the large path. Jen went
to gather some of the deadwood at the edge of the path.
A sweet-smelling fragrance wafted lightly through the
trees. Meanwhile, Tanya set up a shelter -- it was
barely a tent, but at least it would keep rain off of
them.
    After clearing a patch of ground, they started a
fire and roasted some of the food they'd brought on a
pair of improvised spits.
    Later:
    "So, how far away from the temple are we, sis?"
Tanya took a bite out of the well-done meat on the end
of her stick.
    "About two weeks, judging from the distance we've
travelled so far. Might be less if the road stays as
barren as this, though." Jen, almost having finished
eating her portion of food, took a swig from one of the
flasks they'd brought with them. "If all goes well,
we'll be able to get to the temple, loot it a bit, then
return to town without incident."
    They both grinned at each other, then finished up
their dinner, retiring to the tent to sleep for a while,
each one eager to get started the next morning.

               

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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