Little slug, I hope you are all right.'A week of hard flying, and Murielle estimated she was finally nearing the lodge. Her heart ached at the thought...of what she might find – or worse, who she might not find – but she continued, anyway. Her body grew thin, as she now relied solely on her Phoenix fire to give her sustenance. She was in too much of a hurry to stop and hunt for food.Finally, she felt the faintest whisper from Miranda. She was dying. Something terrible really had happened. Someone. Smooth, slick, and cold ice. And yet...it didn't make me cold. I felt hot. I opened my eyes and gasped. The van had become all ice, every surface made out of the clear substance.I grabbed the door handle, squeaking in fright. I threw it open, almost falling out of it. My bare feet slapped on rough ice, with the same craggy texture of asphalt but still slick at the same time. I shuddered, my big tits heaving before me.I was naked. And the world has become winter. Not a chilly morning, but. But, she asked Melody to hold back on future compliments because they would go to my head. I laughed and went to the back of the apartment to shower. (I thought at the time that she was just being friendly and appeasing my ego with a flirtatious tease. Many of Ariel’s friends acted that way.)By the time I got out of the shower, Jonas was there. He was his usual rambunctious, boisterous self. But, he had a bit more vigor, a bit more punch. He was enamored by Melody. Once we were all properly. I always wanted to just JO or suck in pantyhose or panties and figured this would be the time. I had a few legit responses and that evening, I got a reply from a guy that sent a few pics back so I invited him over. I was at the Residence Inn, so it was a nice private condo type place. He arrived and was a bigger bear, kind of like me. He had a bag FULL of panties and hose. I was nervous, but hard as a rock and didnt waste anytime.I had on jeans, but under it all, I was wearing a black.