“So… what can I do for you?” Said Lillian, the
gigantic woman had to duck to pass through the door frame. And her wide body
almost filled the frame too.
Melissa couldn´t help but to feel “normal”
again. Yes, she´s now a 6´6” amazon of a woman, who´d look much taller in
heels, nonetheless, compared to Lillian, she feels… petit.
Lillian´s a whole foot taller, plus one inch.
And who knows how much heavier. Even to Melissa, Lillian´s dimensions are…
impressive. The width of her shoulders, the size of her boobs, her thighs, her
hips, overall, the whole thickness of her body. The fact that she seems
voluptuous rather than fat it quite impressive.
“I… Hi! Well, I was just passing by, you know,
to play a little visit to Jonathan…” he couldn´t admit she was freaking out by
the fact that his phone wasn´t working and that he was nowhere to be found.
“And, I couldn´t find him. I called him, but there´s no answer, and I already…
knocked and rang his bell, but he´s not answering…” she had to also leave aside
the fact that she made her way into his house.
“Ok…” said Lillian, knowing very well where
Jonathan was, but not really knowing where Melissa was going. Of course, she
was most likely to say “Have you seen him?” but she wanted to be sure.
“And… well, since… I don´t know any of his
friends… and you´re so close by… I was wondering, have you seen him?” there it
is.
Lillian smiled, wryly. Of course she had. He
was sleeping tight on her bedroom. He had been with her for a while now. But
that couldn´t change. Lillian had no idea how this woman would react when she
spots Jonathan, shrunken all the way to 1´6”.
Will she freak out? For sure. Will she get
scared? Maybe. But there´s something that bothers Lillian. What if she wants to
take him away? Certainly, she wouldn´t permit it. In fact, she knows she can
easily get rid of this annoying lady, by the force of course, but she can make
her way out of this; by lying.
“What? Jonathan´s not on his house?” she acted
concerned and ignorant about him.
“No… he… well, that´s what it seems to me…”
Melissa confessed. The look on her face, she was really worried, but suspicious
too.
“Oh my… and he´s not answering your calls? Let
me… just give me a second…” she pulled out her cell phone from her pocket.
Her phone was fine, a little big even, but in
her hands. The device seemed tiny. Melissa had no idea how it was possible for
a woman of Lillian´s proportions not to click all of the buttons at the same
time. Digital keys of course. Her fingers were not only long, but thick. Of a
feminine look, but at her size, her proportions were larger than average.
She dialed once, nothing, then again, nothing.
This was just to pretend, but she displayed a sad look after. To give Melissa
the impression that she was shocked too.
“Oh no, he´s not answering, it goes straight to
voicemail…” Lillian declared putting back the phone into her pocket.
Melissa only followed her phone with her eyes
as she smooshed it inside the tight fabric of the mature woman´s pants. She was
a complete colossus. And her thick thighs certainly seemed impressive. With so
much flesh there, who knows how much strength it´s needed to pull something
out.
“I know…” said Melissa, but she knew that
Lillian may know much more than she appears.
She can feel it. This immense amazon of a woman
in front of him hides something. First of all, she´s all lovely with Jonathan,
but whenever she´s closed, she feels like she´s hated. Second, how come she
made all of that growing without noticing? She couldn´t be unaware that the
milk she had been drinking was making her grow. Although, that milk from the
store didn´t made her grow.
Melissa knew that the milk she had at
Jonathan´s place had grown her and shrank him. Maybe a different effect on men
and women. However, Lillian had grown too, which means, she had drink from it
too.
When? Why? How? All of those questions were
important, but the most important thing now was to find Jonathan.
“But… he didn´t mention where he was going? I
mean, he didn´t stop by to tell you? And you didn´t see him leave?” Melissa
asked, now trying to find a way to ask her about the milk.
“No, honey. I´m sorry, I wish I could be of any
more help, but I think I know as much as you. If he´s gone, who knows where he
is…” that sounded logical, but not from her. If Lillian was so close to
Jonathan, why hadn´t she suggested to go out and look for him? Search, make
some phone calls, anything.
She appeared to be worried. But her words
didn´t quite matched her real attitude. I mean, if it was Melissa the one who
was lost. Then that´d be fine. But Jonathan? She knew Lillian liked him
somehow, how could she be so easy on this?
“I see… well, if you see him, please, can you
tell him to give me a call…” Spoke Melissa.
“For sure, I´ll let him know as soon as he
appears…” Lillian thought she´d be going now, but she didn´t.
Melissa knew Lillian knew much more than she
appeared. She could feel deep inside that she had the answers to her questions.
She wasn´t sure if she´d be able to tell her from where the milk comes from, like,
the main source, but she may know where to get it.
Of course, she´s not aware that Lillian´s “the
main source”, the fountain, a never-ending spout of milk. And it could be so
easy. If she drank from her, from the milk that comes straight from her huge
tits, then she´ll grow again.
If she sucked on that huge, swollen tit, then
she´ll have another growth spurt. That could be the proof to what she´s looking
for. In fact, that´s what she´s looking for. But that won´t happen. However,
she can´t leave so soon.
Melissa´s standing right there, knowing very
well the conversation has ended. However, she can´t leave. She has to know,
make sure Lillian´s not lying. She feels as if she could take a deep breath,
step inside the house and pull all of the air in. And through her nostrils the
smell, the scent, Jonathan, she´d be able to locate him inside the house. But
she was no hound.
The milk made her grow, not turn her into a
superhuman. Although, her thighs and butt are beyond normal, at least beyond
average. Still, no way to see through the walls to find him.
Lillian couldn´t wait to close the door. Hate
is a really strong word, and dislike seems… weak. Let´s just say Melissa should
be on her way home by now. But she wasn´t.
“Well, darling, I think is…” The amazon Lillian
was about to wrap things up for her and just close the door, but Lillian
stopped her.
“Can I come in?” Improvised, loud, awkward. She
couldn´t leave, she really had to make sure Jonathan wasn´t there.
There´s almost nothing she knows about Jonathan´s
neighbor, what if he was tied inside a closet? Chained? Handcuffed? She had to
know.
“Come in? What for?” Lillian asked.
“Oh, well… you know…” Melissa felt shy and
small in the presence of the gigantic woman whose pose had shifted into one of
annoyance. She placed her large hand over her massive waist, and her other hand
on the door frame. She was basically blocking Melissa´s way in.
Lillian simply rose an eyebrow. Melissa was
scared that the she´d be pissed and kicked her out.
A bathroom excuse would be silly. Asking her
for her phone wasn´t an option either, she already said she called Jonathan.
But then, she came with something, which could easily fail.
“May I…” started Melissa, afraid this will come
out weird, “have some milk?” she asked.
The only person Lillian wanted those words to
come out from was Jonathan; coming from her, it only made her look much more
annoying.
“Milk?” Lillian asked, bending forward, closing
the gap between them.
“Uh… yes… milk, heh…” she could feel her sweat
falling over her head.
“YOU, a grown woman came to my place, looking
for your friend, and now, you want milk?” Why did she have to say grown woman?
Wasn´t milk for everyone?
“T-that´s right… I´m… kind of thirsty, and… you
know, Jonathan had that great milk, but he… he never told me where he got it
from. BUT, he said you… gave it to him?” she made things up now.
“I´ll get you a glass.” Lillian declared, maybe
this way she´d leave. She simply turned her back and left her on the door.
“Wait here.” She said, not asking, she was telling her, ordering her to wait
right there and stay outside her place. Melissa simply nodded.
“The things one has to do for annoying people…”
Lillian thought as she made her way to the kitchen. “My sweet Jonathan, your
friend´s annoying, but mommy won´t kick her out only because she´s your friend…
but if she finds you, then…” then that would be a problem.
Lillian went straight to the fridge and pulled
the gallon out. Of course, that was a normal gallon. She won´t give Melissa HER
milk. She knows the effects it had. Besides, if she grows taller, then she´ll
have it easier to force her way in.
Lillian knows she´s afraid of her. She´s the
alpha, the big one, superior. Melissa may be tall, but Lillia´s VERY tall.
Imponent. A goddess. Melissa´s primal instincts cream to her that Lillian´s not
one to mess with. But if Jonathan´s there, trapped, then she´ll have to take
some action. The only question is, how?
All the while, Jonathan´s been rolling over the
huge mattress on the room upstairs. Going from one side to the other. Trying to
escape that giant nightmare he´s got. Pinned between Lillian´s breasts. Smother
beneath her huge butt. Feeling like suffocating, scared, trapped. He´s feeling
vulnerable, but at some point, he´ll wake up.
“Here´s your milk.” Said Lillian, dryly, as she
handed Melissa the glass.
“Thank you.” She said, accepting the large
glass. And to think it looks so tiny in her hands. Even for Melissa, the glass
still has a substantial size.
Melissa was taking her time, checking the milk.
The color, consistency, smell. As if she was sampling a good wine.
Of course, all that pissed Lillian. She wanted
to take the glass of her hands, put her hand on her mouth, open it wide and
force the full glass in, just like that. Close her mouth, make her swallow and
wish her goodbye. But she had to be patient.
Melissa knew, as she was drinking, that if she
grew after this, then Lillian was the one.
She knows something had to happen between the
store and Jonathan. Something happened to the milk, someone did something. As
the milk flowed through her throat, she could feel, it wasn’t it. The taste was
the same one as the milk from the store.
It simply wasn´t it. Else, she´ll be gobbling
the milk from the glass, until the last drop, and then ask for more. But that
wasn´t the case.
“It´s obvious, she won´t give me more of it…”
Melissa thought as she drank the final once.
“Thank you.” Declared Melissa as she handed the
glass back to Lillian.
“That´s it?” started an annoyed Lillian, “don´t
you want me to help you burp all that?” she was sarcastic, however, her
maternal instincts did show.
“I… I´m fine, thanks…” Melissa knew that
sounded kind of weird, but she was no one to complaint.
All the while, all the time Lillian felt was
wasted with Melissa, well, she was kind of right. Jonathan just woke up.
The grown man, well, shrunken man, finally got
free from all of the gloom inside his mind. He was squished, splatted, he felt
as if he had been torn. All seemed so real, felt so vivid. He woke and
immediately sat, as if he was missing air, lack of breath. Hyperventilating,
almost.
He turned to the side, to the front. Nothing,
no one. He couldn´t help but to feel scared of his surroundings. Everything was
still so large. So big. He felt as if he was still trapped inside the nightmare
he just had. His pain was still going.
He clenched the covers, hugged his legs closer
to his body. Tried to sit in the middle of the bed, avoiding the sides, as if
something or someone could come up from under the bed and snatch him.
He was freaking out. He was alone there, he
knew it. And he didn´t like it. He liked loneliness just like anyone, but now,
at this precise moment, he needed someone.
He wanted to be in the company of someone. But
not anyone, someone who could calm him down, make him company while he´s
reassured everything´s fine. Someone to comfort him. And he knew just the right
person.
“L-Li-Lillian…” he said, with a low concerned
tone.
To his despair, she didn´t appear. And how
could she? He was basically whispering her name. He had to try, once more.
“L-Lillian.” Now, he said it with his regular
volume. But that wasn´t enough.
“Lillian!” His voice was rising, but the result
was the same, she wasn´t coming.
“LILLIAN!” He was starting to feel lone,
vulnerable.
He knew she wasn´t coming, he could listen to
her approaching from the distance, her heavy weight, her large body coming
closer. The sound of her feet hitting the floors. She was really hard to miss
and even harder not to be heard.
He knew this wasn´t working, he had called her,
loud, clear. She wasn´t listening, or… was she? What if she was and this was
just some kind of other test? What if she was right behind the door, waiting
for him to say the right words.
Jonathan turned at the door, wondering if that
was the case. He wasn´t sure, but he had no much doubts either. If she wanted
him to do it, then so be it.
“M-mommy!” he yelled, expecting Lillian to
blast the door and ran to him, take him out of this paranoic misery. Of course,
she´s the giant who was squashing him in his dreams, but he knew that in real
life, she wasn´t that way.
After a moment, he knew she wasn´t there. So he
tried once more. “MOMMY!” Nothing. He waited, a couple seconds, which felt like
hours, then, he tried again, “MOMMY!” nothing. Now, it was getting hard to
breathe. He had a knot in his throat that didn´t help on making his voice sound
louder.
In the meantime, Lillian was downstairs, on the
main door, not able to listen to Jonathan. She was too busy waiting for Melissa
to make up her mind and leave.
Melissa wanted to come with an excuse, but she
couldn´t. She was freaking out, and Lillian´s sheering size didn´t help at all
on making her mind settle and find a solution. She heard something, and when
she turned, she could see Lillian´s foot, rising and gently smashing the floor,
the same thing someone does when they´re impatiently waiting for something. In
this case, she was waiting for her to leave.
“I… I think I should go now…” said Melissa.
“You think?” Came Lillian with a sarcastic
tone, why was she like that now? Such a drastic change.
“Yeah, I… I´ll keep calling Jonathan, and…
thanks again for the milk… uhm, maybe, if, you know, he doesn´t call back or…
or anything, I´ll come check tomorrow, ok?” she said.
“Sure, have a good day.” Lillian said as
Melissa was leaving.
“Yeah, thanks, you t…” Lillian slammed closed
the door before she could wish the same to her. To Melissa, it seems she´s kind
of, in a hurry. But to where? She needs answers, and she´ll find them.
“Well, she´s gone. Bye, bye, you annoying girl…
I just hope she stops coming, maybe she believes Jonathan doesn´t want to hang
out with him anymore… maybe she´ll get tired of waiting and just…” and while
she was thinking Melissa will believe he was avoiding her, she heard something,
at the distance, low, yet, she heard it.
“Mommy… mommy…” continuously, deaden, but she
knew who this was.
“Jonathan…” came her voice as all of her body
suddenly sprinted to where he was.
Was he hurt? Did he fell from the bed? Did the
sheets got tied around him and were constricting him like a boa? She had no
clue, but this huge mommy felt a rush of emotions and hormones thought her
enormous body.
Lillian ran upstairs, now, her body was making
the loud noise he had been expecting to hear. The thickness of her body, her
flesh, bouncing as she hopped through the steps, ran through the stairs. What
was happening? Why was he screaming for her?
The closer she got, the louder his voice
seemed. Calling for mommy, and she knew very well it was her. She was too
concerned to enjoy this sudden demonstration of affection. As she approached,
she could tell he was scared, alone and panicking.
“D-don´t worry… mommy´s coming!” she yelled,
instinctively, knowing very well she´s the only one who he wants, the one who´ll
wash all of those fears away.
Lillian almost broke the door as she made her
way in. Once inside, her eyes pointed straight at the bed, looking for him in
the place she knew she´d find him.
“Jonathan…” she said as she spotted the
helpless man.
He was red, he seemed exhausted after all the
screaming, yet, he kept trying. He kept calling for her. He could see the
despair in his wet eyes, he was about to cry, and that melted her heart.
“Honey…” she said as she ran to him, opening
her large arms and wrapping them around the man, softly, gently, warmly.
The 7´7” amazon was now there for him, there to
take care of him, just as she promised. She knew that now, it was her duty to
wash all of his worries away, make whatever was causing him so much pain, go
away. To her, he seemed fine, at least physically, but what had happened?
“There, there, I´m here, mommy´s here…” she
cooed as she pressed her huge soft bosom over him. “Now, tell me, what´s
wrong?” she needed to know what the problem was, only then, she´ll give it a
solution.
Jonathan´s lip was quivering, he was trembling,
and she could feel it. She hugged him tighter, trying to make him know she was
there now, there for him.
“I… I… I had a nightmare.” He said, feeling
stupid, ridiculous, lame even. But she proved it wasn´t like that.
“Aww, you had a bad dream, honey?” Lillian
said.
Before Jonathan could do a thing, Lillian
lifted him up, wrapped her large, thick arms around him and sat where he was
covering himself with the sheets. She wasn´t sure why he didn´t got up from
bed, but most likely, the answer was that he couldn´t. The bed was much taller
than him, besides, there´s just so much he could do. The door knob´s way out of
reach now.
Lillian knew he was really dependent on her
now, but that´s what she wanted, besides, she knew he needed comfort now. She
brought him closer to her, resting his head on her enormous tit. He could feel
the enormity of her soft breast. But he was more focused on her warmth. He was
scared, irrationally scared for just a bad dream.
He decided to stay quiet. Not answer her
question and simply lay there. This was what he needed, protection. He knew
there wasn´t any real trouble, that it had all been made up inside his mind.
However, he needed this. He needed to be sheltered by Lillian´s enormity, to
have her wrap her arms around him and settle his worried mind.
She knew better, as she made shushing sounds,
she held him in a tight, yet soft way. As to say, I´m here, don´t worry.
This feeling, the feeling of being everything,
she was getting it. As she could feel Jonathan´s once racing heart slowing it´s
pace, she knew he was finding comfort on her. That she was now providing the
love, the affection she promised. Her only problem was, she took too long.
She wasn´t sure how long he had been yelling to
her. She knew that a 26-year-old-man, shrunk or not, won´t immediately wake up
crying without a reason. Even if she treasured the moment, deep inside, she
knew she somehow failed. Failed to make it on time, failed to listen, failed to
prove to him that she´ll be a mommy who´d come up at the very moment she´s
needed.
“I´m sorry it took me so long, honey…” Came the
giantess nurturing voice, hiding the annoyance she felt. This wasn´t her fault,
it was Melissa´s.