So you want to join the Peace Corps! Be warned, you'll be heading into an environment where man does not rule completely, and danger can come from strange places, and from unexpected directions, at almost any time. Melanie is on an assignment to help the people of a remote village, her first task is to get there alive.
Dedicated to Lara with the great feet, who inspired me over the internet with some ideas which gave birth to this story.
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Train to Borassany,
by Py, (c) 9/26/2000,
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Melanie entered the large but still somewhat cramped private quarters on the train bound for Borassany in Eastern Africa, or more precisely for a station 5 hours by horseback from Borassany. She had been unable to sleep on the plane here, the excitement of the coming Peace Corps challenge keeping her awake. The people who had picked her group up at the airport had offered to let them stay overnight at a hotel for a few days before making the 18 hour train ride since it was leaving within the hour, but they had all agreed that it was better that they arrive as soon as possible. The quicker they began helping the natives of Borassany build a hospital, better sanitation, and many other things that were needed, not to mention educating them somewhat, the better. There were 8 of them, all men and women with various skills, who had volunteered to come here and help for a year. Borassany needed many things, and one was an extension to the railroad tracks, but that would be for another group to handle, or those of them who chose to volunteer for another year.
The first thing in her opinion should be sanitation, but Mark pointed out that Borassany needed better water for that, therefore a small preliminary damn of mud and dirt should be made, and steps to purify water taken first. Leon the team leader had decided that they should split into 3 teams, working on both of those projects simultaneously, plus working on the hospital, teaching, and contraception methods. Since the Borassany would be doing the majority of the work themselves, mostly they would only need to direct and instruct.
After they had all boarded the train which already was carrying their packs with bedrolls and other personal supplies, the conductor began showing them to sleeping compartments for the night. They had been assured that they wouldn't need tents, but 4 tents were with the gear, and would be brought by pack horses on the final leg of the trip.
After the train left the station at the outskirts of a small city of mostly 1 an 2 story wooden buildings, their was a meeting in an old and battered lounge car, which probably hadn't been used for much of anything in the last 30 years. A man assigned to escort them to Borassany explained that the train was running with fewer than a quarter of the people it could carry, although the freight cars were nearly full. He further explained that it was too difficult to change the numbers of cars on the train, so they ran with the same number all the time. This meant extra cargo could be put in the passenger areas if necessary when it was running low on passengers, and if a disaster struck the area they had plenty of space to transport an emergency staff and equipment.
After having some food in the train's dining car, they all returned to their sleeping quarters. The Train being as empty as it was they had all been given whatever compartment they wished, with only a few exceptions for compartments already occupied by locals. Most of them chose compartments with a room separating them from the others. A pair of women in 2 compartments, and a pair of men in 2 others. However it was clear to Melanie that this arrangement wouldn't last all night. Her roomy Sharon left soon after undressing, putting on an oversized T-shirt with a large number 22 on it, and heading down the center passageway of the train. Melanie had asked where Sharon was going, and gotten the obvious excuse that she was going to the rest room. Each passenger car had one, but after 20 minutes Melanie had become concerned, and putting on a similar large shirt she took a flashlight, and had found no one in the nearest facility. On the way back to the compartment, she stopped by Mark's room, and Melanie didn't even need to press her ear all the way to the door to hear the moans of passion and occasional words of Sharon and Mark.
She heard similar sounds from Ellen and Fred in her room. Fred was Mark's roomy, and apparently when he had been kicked out, Fred had naturally sought out Ellen. This made her wonder where Janet was, since she was Ellen's roomy. Melanie doubted Leon would leave his room if Janet showed up, he had work to do, which probably meant Pete and Janet were in one of the empty rooms, and she doubted they were sleeping. Sure enough, a few doors away she heard Pete and Janet, him whispering something and her giggling. The entire team had paired off for the training period, and although things had shifted a bit occasionally, and even some threesomes had briefly occurred, it seemed that this basic situation would remain. Melanie considered dropping in on Leon, but he took his responsibilities seriously, a bit too much sometimes in her opinion. Not that he hadn't had plenty of time to spend with her during training, but Leon had already talked about staying up to read reports on the situation before going to sleep. Melanie knew he would need his sleep when he finally did get around to it, like her he had not slept on the plane. Yawning she thought, 'I've got to get my sleep too.'
Back in the privacy of what would clearly be a private room for the night, Melanie turned on the small night light style lamp just inside the door. There was a more powerful light, but it was affixed to the wall on the far side of the room, in the corner opposite the bunk beds. The night light gave off an eerie dim glow in the room, casting weird shadows and barely making movement easier. The first thing she did after closing the door is go to the window. It was a wide window that started at about waist height, and reached up to about eye level. The bottom half of the window was rigid, but the top half was tiltable, and it was currently tilted inward to circulate air in the room as the train moved. Their guide had explained that they need not fear anything getting inside while the train was moving, except a few insects because the screens on the windows were so badly damaged they had all been removed. Looking at the window tilted in she sighed, not concerned at all about insects, the group had taken all their shots.
Melanie peered out the window into the darkness beyond, they were into jungle now. It was completely black outside the window, only the occasional leaf or other dim object lit by moonlight could be seen. Grabbing her flashlight she tried to see more, but the flashlight didn't help much as they sped along through the jungle at about 15 MPH. She put the flashlight on the bunk with the light facing her, then took her football jersey off. Briefly she considered her body in the light of the activities on the train of her teammates. Leon did love her, and she had as good if not a better body than the rest of the women in her opinion. Her breast weren't huge but were large and well shaped, and her figure was nicely rounded. Her hair was a deep red, cut to her shoulders in case she had to go into the jungle, and her eyes were a pale blue. Everyone said she had a nice face, although she thought her nose was a bit big. She also wasn't crazy about the freckles on her face and butt, nor the fact her skin was faintly brown, from some heritage no one had been able to track down exactly.
Putting the shirt on a hook, Melanie briefly considered removing her bra and panties, but decided not to. She was going to have to get used to sleeping this way with strangers nearby, and it was too hot to wear anything at all. However she refused to remove this last vestige of clothing. Her reasoning was that what if she had to leave the room, or what if it began raining and the conductor came by to make sure the window was shut. She climbed into the lower of the 2 bunks and pulled the sheet up to her chin. Melanie's last thoughts before beginning to sleep were of how exciting this all was, and what a wonderful adventure, but she could do without the heat.
Time passed, Melanie squirmed in her bed from the heat, the air rushing in the window was just as warm, but at least it was making the room air circulate. It wasn't long in her sleep until she unconsciously kicked off the covers, then a while after that Melanie sat up in bed, panting slightly from the heat. There was a small fan measuring about 5 inches in diameter near the foot of her bunk and on the wall, so she turned it on. It didn't do much but did help a little, and they had been told that they would become accustomed to the heat. She wondered how long that would take, and after another brief rest before waking again, Melanie finally gave up and removed her bra. After that sleep finally seemed to take hold, the rhythmic sounds of the train and the jungle noises that managed to reach her ears all soothed her until she finally was asleep.
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Sometime later something woke her. Melanie had no idea how long it had been, but it was still completely black outside the window. She first noted that Sharon's shirt wasn't hanging up with her own, so wasn't sure what had brought her awake. Melanie fluffed her pillow with little result, then tried to get back to sleep. Something was nagging her though, she knew she hadn't come awake for no reason, something was different. Abruptly Melanie realized, the clickity clack of the train as it moved was gone. Quickly going to the window she stared into the dark, and saw a little more than before. Melanie reasoned that the moon was in a better position to reflect light now, but she still couldn't see much of anything. About all she could see was the tree line a foot or two from the tracks, and some low hanging branches, a few passing over the train to where she couldn't see them anymore.
She put on her jersey top and stuck her head out of the door. A few minutes passed when she saw Pete returning from wherever he had been. Before he returned to Janet, Pete told her that there was some sort of problem with the train's engine, but they had assured him that this happens at least once a month, and it would cause them a couple of hours delay at most. Returning to her room also, Melanie hung her jersey on the hook again, and climbed back into the bed, leaving the covers off as before. She was quickly distracted by noticing that the fan wasn't working. Melanie fiddled with the buttons, then tried banging it, accomplishing the repair in that manner.
The night sounds of the jungle filtered into her room, helping Melanie to return to sleep quickly. Sometime after this the long sinuous shape began to lower from the top of the train, and enter through her window. As more of it entered the compartment, the width of the dark shape grew to fill the gap in the window, which slowed the progress a bit as the long sinuous body worked it's way through. After the mid point the dark serpent shape grew thinner, until the last few feet fell off the roof, and made a dull thud against the side of the train. Melanie stirred slightly in her bed, but didn't wake up. When the serpent was all the way into the room, it curled up on the floor. The head of the 25 foot python looked around, seeing virtually nothing with it's eyes because the room was dark. There was enough light for a human to make out shadowy shapes, but not enough for the snake to see anything with it's eyes. It's tongue however detected the scent of warm blooded prey, the heat it could sense nearby, the prey motionless.
The serpent moved towards the sleeping Melanie, reaching up to the lower of the 2 beds. It slid onto her exposed ankles, probing with it's forked tongue at the toes, causing Melanie to giggle in her sleep. The python couldn't hear the giggle but did feel the vibration, and the head which was nearly as large as her own snapped around. Slowly the serpent slid up her legs,, more lengths of the python rose onto her ankles, some sliding off to one side of her limbs, other lengths laying across them. The serpents muscular body rubbed the top of her feet, and caressed her skin wherever it touched her. Melanie's breathing became more rapid, and she began moving slightly.
The python had about 6 feet of it's length in the bunk when the serpent's triangular shaped head reached the tops of Melanie's legs. It briefly stopped to investigate the odd fabric, it's tongue flicking out several times, bringing forth a brief moan from Melanie. The python's instincts found no danger in the fabric, and it's feeding instincts made it move onward.
As the serpent's head reached her stomach Melanie's legs began to twitch more. By the time the python's head was able to touch her breasts, her legs were wrapped in several loose coils which slid around them as the serpent progressed. The python paused here at the breasts, bringing more of it's length forward, and investigating the obstructions in it's path. It could feel the prey breathe and it's heart beating, both rather fast for a creature of this size that was sleeping.
As more length crawled onto the bed and onto Melanie, she began to move more rhythmically. Nearly half the python was on the bed now as Melanie's arms reached up around her head, then began moving down her head and neck, hovering around her round breasts. The hands momentarily played with the hardening nipples as she moaned, then moved on to grasp and stroke the python. The python wasn't sure how to interpret this counter attack, but it's instincts didn't flare-up so it continued as before.
It began looping around Melanie's head, bringing more length onto her body, but not having a good grip except for the legs. One of Melanie's arms was weighed down by a coil but not trapped, and the other continued to stroke the snake while moving lower on her body. She began to move enough to alarm the python, her legs were quickly subdued with more coils but they still tried to move. Melanie began to arch her back, and making louder moans of passion in her sleep. The breathing and the rapid heartbeat , along with Melanie's moving head and the increased attempts of the body to move, awakened all of the serpent's instincts.
The python Quickly moved a length of itself sideways through the arch of her back, completing a coil around her waist and one just below her breasts. Melanie's body relaxed after her orgasm, but the python's motions became more rapid. Melanie took a deep breath then released it in a satisfied sigh, and the coils around her tightened slightly.
Quite without warning the sudden motion around her made Melanie wake up. The heavy weight and odd sensations confused her for a moment. She couldn't see in the darkness, and it felt as if something cool and heavy had fallen on her. Then she felt the muscles of the python ripple, and in shock she realized what this was. Without thinking she sat up, the weight on her making that somewhat difficult. Melanie inhaled to scream, not getting a full lung full of air, and suddenly finding another coil forming around her chest, and the one framing her head moving to block her nose and mouth and threatening to smother her.
Melanie's muffled screams went unheard as she struggled to push the coils off, Her left arm was now trapped, but her right was free as she pounded and pushed on the serpent's coils to no avail. Her eyes showed fear as she realized she couldn't breathe under the smothering hold of the coil around her head, and her free arm began working on that. It was a thinner coil than the rest, and it shifted as the coils rippled around her body, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed.
Melanie got enough of her mouth clear of the coil to get in some quick breaths, but this only aided the snake to constrict her body a little faster. Melanie then found herself pulled further and finishing the roll off the bed, where she fell to the floor, and quickly more coils went around her, trapping her other arm and further securing her legs. The coil around her head further shifted as well, and suddenly there was nothing blocking her mouth, but she couldn't see even the faint shadows of the room because her eyes were covered instead.
Melanie screamed for help in hushed tones because it was so difficult to breathe, and she tried to work her arm free, hoping to reach the machete in her pack under the bed. Her body began to grow weak, her heart which was already racing started to pound in her chest, and as her struggles slowed she recognized some of the sensations she had experienced in her dream. Torn between trying to enjoy the sensations and fighting for her life, she did both as her breathing grew strained and her calls for help fell to less than a whisper.
Moments later all struggles to escape were swept aside by a powerful nearly silent orgasm, which allowed the python to increase it's constriction again. When her head cleared, Melanie couldn't breathe at all, and her struggles grew frantic again. Her arm came free, and stretched for the pack under the bed, then hovered over the floor as she attempted to inhale. Melanie rocked her body, moving her head and freeing one of her eyes so she could see slightly, and saw the serpents head rise over her, it's tongue shooting forth as if tasting the air as she died. Panic swelled through her and she silently screamed as the coils rippled to tighten again.
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The train roared on through the dark jungle night, some night birds and other night creatures noticing it, but ignoring it as they had grown accustomed to it's occasional appearances. A woman's scream broke the peaceful night atmosphere, wakening those not already awake in the passenger car that the Peace Corps team was in. Sharon had been on her way back to her room after her time with Mark, when she heard the bone chilling scream coming from her compartment.
Melanie suddenly sat up in her bed, screaming at the top of her lungs, then suddenly stopping as her head impacted the bunk above her. She lay in her bunk screaming and holding her head as Sharon entered. Others arrived and stood outside the door as Sharon held Melanie and tried to calm her down. The conductor came along, instructing people to leave, except for Leon and Mark who entered, Leon mainly because he was the team leader, and Mark to see if he could help.
Someone eventually brought some water with ice from the dining car, and they confirmed to Melanie that the train had not stopped at any time that night. The whole story then spilled out of Melanie, she assumed it must have all been a dream. Melanie explained how the train had broken down, how the fan had acted up, and how she had undressed. At which point she found that she was undressed, which at the moment didn't seem important, except that she couldn't remember having done so for real. Her hands shook as she explained going to sleep nearly naked which was not normal for her, having wonderful dreams about someone playing with her feet, and then moving up her body with one hand while kissing her stomach.
Melanie explained how the dream became more erotic until she woke, or thought she woke, to find this snake all over her. She explained how she had guessed it had come through the window while the train was stopped, but hadn't had too much time to think as she struggled for her life. Melanie's shaky hand almost dropped the cup of water as she explained how she hadn't been able to call for help due to the coil across her mouth, until her mouth became unblocked when it was too late and she didn't have the breath to call for help. Then she told them of the final scream, suddenly being aware of screaming sounds in her ears, and feeling a sharp pain in her forehead. "And that's when Sharon,... came in." she said with a sniff.
The others all went back to bed at Leon's orders, including Mark. When Melanie was in better control of herself, Leon agreed to leave the 2 women together for the rest of the night, and told Melanie to sleep late. He then went to let the conductor in on the bare facts, and Sharon opened a sleeping pill that Mark had earlier brought from a small traveling supply that Leon carried.
Melanie drifted off to sleep rather quickly, Sharon watching protectively as her breathing grew deeper along with her sleep, the small fan on the wall near the foot of her bunk showing no signs of giving any problems. Sharon took her jersey off, and climbed into the upper bunk. She got her own bunk fan going, through her own covers to one side, and laid down to get some sleep.
As the women slept and the train moved through the jungle, a dark and sinuous form began sliding in through the window. Minutes later the muscular shape of the giant python lay coiled in the center of the dark room. Shortly after that the python was moving towards the sleeping form of Melanie.
Leon was just about to finally get some sleep, when abruptly he heard the sound of a woman screaming again.
The End
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By Py