Chapter 15: Chores and small victory

Shannon looked at the Minor on her shoulder, hoping that he would agree. She knew she needed to wash herself clean, but she hadn’t the courage to do it alone. Despite Alejandro’s comprehensive and calming voice and the hope he had given her, she still wanted to have him with her, if only to be sure that she hadn’t fallen asleep and was dreaming in the bathroom. Please, be real and not the figment of my imagination chastising me… I don’t want to ever wake up if it’s the case!

“I’ve already showered earlier, while you were moping, sorry”, said Alejandro, dashing her hopes. “Plus, do we even have a bathtub large enough for you?”

“Well, yes?” she replied, a little puzzled. “This one is made to be able to accommodate two MAJORS ar the same time and then some.”

“Really? I’ve haven’t been in this bathroom for ten years, to tell the truth. I guess it was installed after the Incident. It’s probably a miracle that I don’t have a whole lot more of younger siblings then.”

“How would a double bathtub mean that your parents would make more kids?”

“Because they always have sex in there after an argument” he explained, apparently unfazed by what he was saying. “And they argue at least four times a week. Which is rather low, if what I read on the Internet of MAJOR to MAJOR interaction is true, MAJOR couples tend to argue at least twice that amount usually. Either my dad is unusually calm or having a Minor in the family, even unbonded, calms them down, I don’t know.”

“Having you around is calming” said Shannon under her breath.

“Really? It didn’t look that way in my room…”

“Alejandro!” pleaded Shannon, hoping that he would let it slide, at least for the time being.

“What? I told you that you need to shape up. You won’t if you try to weasel yourself out of the mess you made at the first occasion. I’m here to keep you on the straight and narrow path, young lady!”

The MAJOR wanted to protest, that she wasn’t trying to brush off the events in his room, but she couldn’t push the lie behind her lips. She was trying to mellow him out and get him to forget about any anger he had toward her. But the Minor was too clever to be fooled that way. She wanted to sight in frustration, but contained herself, because it wouldn’t have helped her cause at all, quite the contrary. Why did I have to fall in love with him as soon as I saw him, all those years ago? Couldn’t have had met a more common Minor who wouldn’t make me so uncomfortable in my own skin when he wants to?

But as the titanic woman gazed at the diminutive teenager on her shoulder, she knew that it wouldn’t have been possible. Despite how hard it was to earn his good graces, Alejandro was simply too beautiful, too kind, too precious even, to be given up because he forced her to confront her own shortcomings. She had to try to change her ways to be with him, he was worth at the very least that much effort, even if a lot of MAJORS would have disagreed with her. His fortitude, his resolution when faced with the hardships that life had sent in his path was a source of inspiration, after all.

“So? When will you get up and go clean my room?” asked the Minor, cocking an eyebrow and bringing her back to the present.

“I… Right now, don’t worry!” replied the giantess, a little to quickly to try to mask her errant thoughts.

“Whoa, put me down first!” exclaimed the young man on her shoulder just as she was beginning to push back with her hands to get up. “I don’t want to spend my day going up and down the stairs. Plus, all you really need to do is try to put straight the broken bookcase and getting your makeshift sex-toy out of the room.”

“Where should I drop it? In the garbage outside?” asked Shannon, wanting to prove that she could have some initiatives in the matter.

“Who said you would drop it?” asked Alejandro, his tone harsher.

“But… what would I…” began the young black woman before being interrupted.

“You’ll keep it as a reminder, at least during the first six months. Each time you’ll be doubting your campaign for Minors’ rights, each time the so-called conventional wisdom of MAJORKIND will tell you that what you’re doing is stupid, that the way of the world as it is now is already working really well for us, the “genetically retarded”, the “sex-pets”, you’ll look at it and remember how you destroyed years of hard work without even caring one bit. It should help you keep a healthy behavior” growled the Minor, with steel in his voice.

Shannon wanted to protest. I don’t need that thing to do good for your kind! Now that you have enlightened me, I can do it right. I just have to fight the vision that society has on Minors. I can do it just fine without this reminder of my failures! But the titaness dared not spay it out loud. Alejandro’s eyes were two minuscule spheres of absolute determination; he wouldn’t back down on it. I guess it can’t be too bad to keep it, she reasoned. I could always see it as a token of hope for a new meeting with him in New Orleans!

“As you wish” she meekly replied to his tirade.

“I’m not trying to be unfair with you, Shannon” explained the Minor who had clearly read in her. “But you really need this. You’re not used to hear no for an answer, for one thing, so think of it as a big fat no from me when it’s needed. And, you are over-reacting almost all the time! Having it around you will probably help you calm down a little.”

“I’m not over excited!” replied the MAJOR, a little angry. “I’m a calm and competent business woman who…”

“Who lost it being a Minor’s room for like two minutes for whatever reason, and sometimes need to beat MAJORS and break their bones in bed. That’s hardly what I would call a calm and composed person. I guess it’s a miracle you become this rich. That or this brain of yours sometimes manages to be wired properly” interrupted the Minor sternly.

“But… That’s not… Sex and business are nothing alike!”

“Yes, of course” said Alejandro with a great dose of snarkyness in his voice. “I’m certain that dominance as nothing to do in both…”

The giantess grunted dismissively at the small figure on her shoulder but did not dare refute his points. She had to admit that he was at least partially right, in that she liked being bossy around her employees, but it was natural. MAJORS needed to be reminded of who was higher in the food chain, and even if she was taller than almost every other person on this planet, some needed to be dominated for their own good. It wasn’t like Minors, who were naturally subservient, at least most of them. She even had ordered gyms and boxing rooms in every of her firms, to ensure a steady use of unnecessary aggression in her workforce.

“So?” asked the beautiful teenager on her shoulder, somewhat impatiently.

“So what?”

“When will you get me off your shoulder? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m hungry, and half an apple won’t cut it. I want warm food!” he almost screamed as his belly grumbled.

Shannon couldn’t suppress a smile. Despite his strong mind and resolute behavior, he still had some incredibly moments when he acted as the cutest thing ever. She caught the little teenager in her hands, savoring the sensation of his shirt and tanned skin under it, the firmness in his body which was hiding a greater vulnerability. In that instant, she wanted so much to cuddle him but she managed to keep control of herself. With a sigh, she dropped him on the floor and got up.

“I’ll be right back. I’ll make us lunch and then I’ll go to the bath. Are you okay with it?”

“Yeah…” replied the Minor, not really enthusiastic about it. “Try not to take too much time with your dildo…”

“ALEJANDRO!” screamed Shannon, shocked by his crude language and interrupting the teenager before he could become more vulgar.

“What? I told you, you need to change your vision of us, Minors, if you really want to help us. We aren’t innocent little dolls or pets. I know what you crafted out of my precious bench press, and I think I’ve the right to call it for what it is. Or are you trying to tell me that I shouldn’t because it doesn’t suit the way you imagine me?”

“I… NO! It’s just that it’s… vulgar.”

“You spoke rather crudely to some of your contacts, miss” replied the Minor icily.

“Please, Alejandro”, begged the titanic woman, bending the knee just before her smaller friend. “Don’t judge me after what you read in my phone. I’ve… I’ve urges, because I try to keep my sexual activity low. I’ve never had a long term partner, and I’m tired of short relations, so I bottle in everything and sometimes… sometimes I need release. I end being brutal, extremely, and I understand that it could leave you disgusted or even afraid of me, but I swear that all those peoples always consents to what I do to them.

I don’t want you to think that I’m simply some sex-crazed sadist or something. I do what I do because I’ve no one in my life that could help me keep me on the right way, because everyone is afraid of me. But you aren’t… You’re the only one who dares to speak me like you do. You don’t see me as a rising star, or an immensely massive MAJOR, or… or whatever peoples usually see in me. You just… you just see me as a person. Perhaps… perhaps one you don’t like much, I would get it. But it’s a first to me, outside of my family. So, I beg of you, don’t ever change that. Just… just, give me the time to changes to your liking… You said yourself that you would make it your priority to change that this week…”

Shannon stopped talking. The Minor’s face had mellowed out. He still had resolve, but there was also indecision. Clearly, she had struck a nerve, and he was ready to hear her out. I just need to make one more push, and he’ll be ready to give me some more chances, and I think I know what to offer him. I’m willing to change for you, beautiful, but I can’t do it in an hour, or even a day. Leave me the time to become better for you, please. I’ll do it for you…

“Fine… fine…” said the Minor, clearly shaken by her explanation.

“Thank you! I’ll do you a superb lunch, I swear! What do you think about seasoned pork ribs and artisanal French fries?”

“Urgh, do you want to fatten me that much? What do you have against quinoa and good old steak? It’s good, healthy and nutritive.”

“Quinoa?” repeated Shannon, a little disgusted at this idea. “I guess I can do it, if you really want it…”

“I really do, yeah.”

“Fine” sighed the titaness, before rising to her full height and walking over the Minor, offering him a direct view to her privates. If he wanted to get a look at it, he could After all, if he got to be crude, so could she!

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Shannon took the makeshift sex-toy in her hands. It was still a massive chunk of metal, even for her, covered in dried cum. The smell was terrible, but it helped her keep her mind calm and collected. She approached the fallen bookcase and put it back on, crouching to get the books with her free hand. She marveled at how small they were. She hadn’t taken the time to actually gauge the room when she had brought Alejandro in earlier this day. Now, she noticed how massive she looked in there. Everything was Minor-sized, even the top of the bookcases barely reached her waist.

She shuddered when she took notice of how destroyed the fallen one was. Her foot had splintered the wood, even reduced one of the horizontal planks to splinters. If she had hit Alejandro like that, he would have probably died on the spot, and it terrified her. I really need to learn how to control myself around him. I wouldn’t be able to endure the idea of hurting or even killing him, just because I’m so big and strong…

She noticed two rags, smelling terribly. My yoga pant! I guess he used it to soak up my cum. Oh God, I’m so ashamed of myself… I’ll really learn from you love, I swear. I’ll do my best to avoid such behavior in the future. She grabbed the utterly destroyed pants, which reminded her of the need to ask for her mother to bring her a thong and pants for the afternoon diner. She hoped that she would be able to wiggle herself out of this without too much trouble. Her family was sometimes far too inquisitive, and she hated the very idea to use her natural superiority over them to shut them up.

With a sigh, she exited the room and went to the garage. She dropped the dildo on the ground in a loud clang and put the pants in the trash bin. She then proceeded to move to the kitchen. On her way, she noticed that Alejandro was in the living-room, a headphone on his head. She wondered where or when he had found it, since he couldn’t have come and gone to his room and she found the idea of him having his set here strange. Perhaps he had a spare?

She chose to not bother him, and went to make use if her magic in a kitchen. She took his quinoa and one extra-massive portion of steak. No need to prepare two full-sized… I mean, two MAJOR sized portions, I guess. I only need a normal… a MAJOR one, and I’ll make a Minor one out of the extra-part. It was harder than she had assumed it would be to actually resonate in a way which wasn’t dismissive of Minors, but Alejandro had been right. If she wanted her campaign to be a success, and she wanted it badly, she needed to change the way she thought about a lot of things.

She grumbled while searching for Auntie’s spices. She liked her food extra-hot, and if she remembered it right, it was also the case of the Ferrand family. The previous diner had been good but, clearly, Ofelia hadn’t had a heavy hand while spicing it. To the contrary, Shannon added a great deal of pepper, cumin and even a drop of a special variety of peppers, created to stimulate the taste buds of MAJORS to the extreme. She was extra-careful with that one, putting it only on her meat, and letting the rest dilute itself in the fat, so it would imbibe the smaller portion.

All the while, she couldn’t help but wonder what her life would be now. She had to find Minors like Alejandro, several ones, to promote her vision everywhere. She needed to actually care about families with Minors beyond the greedy interest of finding a partner. It would be time consuming, especially with all her occupations. The next two months were almost full, she doubted she could go and screen herself the candidates. But perhaps that she could make sure that everything would be done according to her wishes even while she was here.

Letting the food alone for a minute, she reached for the sofa in the living-room. Alejandro was sitting on it near the garden’s windows, but she only wanted to retrieve her business phone in her bag, on the other side of the furniture. She took it and promptly resumed her work in the kitchen. She barely glanced at the phone between the cooking phases, making sure that she hadn’t missed any big alerts. Finally, she lowered the induction, so the food would remain warm but wouldn't overcook, washed her hands and called her secretary.

“Finn. Yes, I’m fine. Listen to me, it’s urgent. You’ve seen my project for #minorthingsmatterstoo. Good. Then I need you to launch an immediate screening on minors in the US, Canada and Western Europe, as a start, possibly India, Latin America and Africa, but we'll see about them later on if it's too difficult. I need at least twenty potential ambassadors at this hour in two days. No, I don’t care that you think it’s impossible. You will relay my orders, and they’ll be followed, are we clear? Yeah, that’s better.

Now, those Minors have to been independent minded. What do you mean; you don’t know what an independent minded Minor is? Isn’t it obvious? They must not want to be bonded or cuddled like the rest of their kind if they are ok with a bond. They have to seek a better standing for them and all Minors in our society. Yes, I’m sure that some of them are like that, and yes I know that they’ll be very few. But, again, I don’t care about the odds. Do what I say and we’re good. Understood? Perfect.” Just like that, the giantess hung up her phone and served the food, bringing it to the table.

“Alejandro! Lunch’s ready!” she roared, her mighty voice probably able to drown out whatever music he was listening too. Still, if he was anything like Derek, he would take at least five minutes to come, which left her plenty of time to put utensils, glasses and water on the table. Then she sat, the bare skin of her ass shuddering when it made contact with the cold wood of the chair. Finally, the Minor joined her.

“Where do I sit?” asked the teenager.

“Near me, like yesterday. Except this time, and I hope you’ll be able to excuse me, I’ll put my plate on my tits. I’m hungry too and I don’t have the patience to squint and bring my food to my mouth from so far below me.”

“No problem. I mean, it’s already a wonder that the chair…” begun the Minor before abruptly stopping and looking at everything but her. Still, the MAJOR knew perfectly what he wanted to say and answered the question he did not dare ask.

“I’m weighing almost two tons, Alejandro. Each of my baby’s weigh roughly 250kg (551lbs) and… well, I have a lot of other curves. I guess that the cost of being affected with gigantism and gigantomastia when you’re already a MAJOR” she laughed. “But don’t worry; I’ll be careful around you. But now that I’ve been very open with such a sensitive subject, I need you to answer a personal question too. It’s only fair, after all.”

“Fine, ask away” grunted the Minor.

“Do you know how to swim?”

“What the hell is this question for?” replied Alejandro, clearly suspicious.

“Just answer!” said the MAJOR, with her most innocent tone.

“Fine… No, I don’t. I was too young at first, and after the Incident my parents were too afraid to let me go in the water… But why asks this?”

“Well, because now I know that I’ll be able to mix usefulness and pleasure after lunch, because you wouldn’t pass on an opportunity to learn new things. It wouldn’t be very Minor-forwarding from you to do so, after all” she chirped.

Shannon couldn’t help but laugh out loud when she saw the minor rolling his eyes. This time, she had been the one to get the other dancer where she wanted him to be.