Chapter 9: A lunch with
Maria
Deanna glared at the enormous
backside of her younger sister. She hated this stupid nickname. She wasn’t
little. Nobody ever called her little. Nobody but Maria. Her sister was seven
years younger than her but always
treated her as if Deanna was the younger one -all because she had always been
bigger than her at the same age, and quickly the same size, even !-, which had
always infuriated her. Deanna had hoped that she would grow enough to tower
over her forever, but it never happened. When her sister had hit puberty, she
had grown like a weed and started exhibiting such constant lust that even their
parents – their mother- had been frightened, which was unheard off for Shannon
Matthewson.
It had been a near constant stream
of orgy as Maria grew and grew, quickly discarding normal MAJORS for
Cyclopeans, until they too were pushed away, so she could have Minors as toys.
Deanna still shuddered with horror because of the memory when, aged eleven, she
had barged into Maria’s room to reclaim her mirror, taken by her younger sibling,
only to see her standing naked, in all her overweighed curviness, wearing four
Minors as a bra, the poor tiny guys and gals straining against the weight of
her breasts, even as the gigantic teenager had laughed and moaned at their most
minute moves.
Deanna had immediately ran away to
her parents, but when Shannon and Alejandro made it to Maria’s room, they were
only met by their daughter in her bed, her four lovers of the day gently held
in her embrace, gasping but none the worse to wear. The amused smirk that her
titanic sister had given her afterwards still grated Deanna’s nerves, but there
wasn’t much she could do. Maria with extremely shrewd, despite her almost
all-consuming love of sex, and she had had seniority over her, since, as the
Head of the Social Media division of the family’s business, she raked quite a
lot of profit, which was used to fund Deanna’s own Minors Protection division.
Which didn’t meant she had to like her sister, thankfully.
“So, Little Jay’” suddenly chirped
the mountain of a woman. “How is life with my itty bitty little sister? Not too
boring I hope? It wouldn’t do at all to have such a beautiful young man like
you – well, you’re still a kid, but I’m sure you’ll be a real piece of eye
candy soon enough- wasted in a dull relationship, which wouldn’t uplift you!”
“It… it’s really great!” replied her
Minor, his high-pitched voice an indication of how terrified he was of Maria,
which was probably a good thing, since it would help him avoid to become her
prey. “And she isn’t itty or bitty in any way!” he added, a little more
forcefully.
“Well, she’s older than me, that’s
for sure. But...” mischievously said Maria, looking over her shoulder before
abruptly turning, so close that Deanna could do nothing to prevent her titanic
rack to fall on her own and crush it under it weight. “She’s far smaller than
me, after all! And weaker, to boot. But I still love my Little Dea, and she
loves me, even if she play hard to catch!”
Deanna almost shrieked in fear and
anger when she felt her sister’s hands reaching for her ass and back. She
opened her mouth to berate her, but was silenced when Maria simply pushed her
head in her cleavage, a second time, in front of her employees. She felt as if
the ground opened beneath her. Surely it was a nightmare! She was as weak as a
sparrow compared to her sister, who possessed far less fat than muscle in spite
of her chubby look. Struggle as she may, she couldn’t get free, and the
humiliation of it all added a terrible sting to the whole event.
“She’s your sister!” screamed Jason,
getting up and trying to punch the larger face of Maria, which only made the
giantess giggle, as she finally released Deanna, who gasped for some air.
“Well, sure she is. And you’re quite
the feisty morsel. I can’t wait for us to reach the dessert of our lunch. But
let’s get to eat, I’m really famished, you know!”
“You bitch…” growled Deanna. “Yeah,
let’s get you something to eat and choke on it!”
Maria laughed but released her,
glancing at her amusingly.
-------------------------------------------------
“Ahem… excuse me, missus? Have you
made your choice?”
Deanna glared at the waiter, even as
Maria looked at him as if he was barely tolerated. A part of the older
Matthewson daughters felt bad for the poor little – for them- MAJOR, who looked
kind of cute, with his blond hair kept short and straight, piercing blue eyes
looking at them with more than an hint of fear. Sadly for him, Maria had a way
of making her extremely angry and irritable, and he would get a taste of it. It
would feel good to vent. But as she opened her mouth to berate him, even if he
didn’t work for her, she was cut off.
“I would like a beef entrecote,
large with a side of French fries and a glass of orange juice, please” chirped
Jason, clearly nervous but still adorable. “Minor sized!” he hastily added.
He was sitting in a Minor-sized
chair, adapted to the Cyclopean lounge of the restaurant, just next to her. It
had been a minor (eh) victory to see him clearly favor being by her than being
in Maria’s lap, in spite of the “generous” offer of her sister. While they
weren’t Bonded, his presence had a calming effect, on both of them, even if
Maria was still clearly displaying her lack of interest in not stealing her
elder sister’s stuff. Even her babies tended to find themselves in Maria’s
room, where she cooed them and laughed happily!
“I’ll take three roasted chicken and
two grilled lambs” she stated, her voice still gruff but a far cry from the
verbal abuse she had been ready to unleash at the waiter. “I’ll also have Cyclo’
sized fries and corn rows, with each. And a bottle of your best wine.”
“My… someone is picky” laughed
Maria, which angered Deanna a little more.
“Someone’s caring to look
presentable and not like someone not caring for her look” she replied, grinning
at her sister, who paled and squinted, clearly angered by this reply.
“I’ll take three roasted chicken and
the same side dishes as my sister. And a keg of your best beer!” she growled,
not looking away from her older sister’s face, who felt rather smug now.
“Are you sure? It wouldn’t do for
you to collapse because you didn’t get your fill...” she added with a
perfidious smile and evil joy in her voice.
“Fine! I’ll take three lambs with
that, and a MAJOR sized entrecote! Each with fries and corn!” she almost barked
at the poor waiter, who recoiled and tried to be everywhere else but there.
“How… how do you want your meat
cooked?” he managed to croak, looking on the verge of losing consciousness, and
Deanna truly would have felt sorry for him, if she hadn’t been a MAJOR.
“R… rare please” almost whispered
Jason, who also looked quite frightened now.
“Medium!” growled the two sister in
unison, clenching their fists as if their similar choice was a personal slight
on their honor. “And I don’t think my… that Jason will have his rare. It would
be a little too dangerous… You know how easily Minors can become ill with food
poisoning.”
“I assure you that our Minor sized
dishes are cooked with utmost care, and even prepared in advance to make sure
nothing of the sort could happen, miss!” said the waiter, hesitating between
anger at her insinuation and his terror of the two giantesses.
“And I like my meat rare!”
complained Jason, making her twinge.
Please, don’t give ammunitions to
Maria, she silently
pleaded with him, but obviously he couldn’t read her mind, behind what she
suspected was a cloud of anger. She didn’t need to look at her younger sibling
to feel her radiating with mischievous joy. Maria was a sex-machine, but when
she was able to canalize her lust away for a moment, she was really shrewd and
Deanna started to really regret the absence of her usual sex-toys/Minor
boyfriends. They would have disgusted Jason enough that she wouldn’t have been
afraid of her sister snatching him from her.
“Standing up for the little guy
here” lazily stated Deanna’s sibling, grinning at her. “He gets to decide what
he wants to eat. We live in an enlightened era now, sister dearest, where
Minors have rights, you know? Including deciding how they want their meat
cooked!”
Deanna would have punched her in her
chubby face. If it had just been the two of us, she would have tried to
strangle that huge bitch, consequences be damned. But it wasn’t just she and
her. Jason was here, and there was plenty of peoples, no doubt some filming
them with smartphones or whatever other device they could find. If she started
a brawl, not only would she lose it, she would be the object of ridicule
worldwide, and her mother would let her displeasure known, by getting her out
of any office work. All things she couldn’t afford.
“Do… do you want appetizers?” asked
the waiter, already starting to back away.
“No thanks” replied Deanna and
Jason, while Maria asked for some salad or something light.
As the waiter bolted away, the two
sisters glared at each other. They had never really managed to see eye to eye,
but today, Deanna really hated her sibling. But she couldn’t lose her head, she
needed to learn why Maria was here and alone, to boot. She suspected that she
wanted something from her, which didn’t sit well with her, no matter how much
founding she could squeeze out of that enormous belly of her. But she needed to
find a diplomatic way to breach the subject, otherwise it would be almost
impossible to have her sister to open up.
“So, hum, Miss Maria?” suddenly asked
Jason, surprising the two giantesses.
“Yes my dear?” replied Deanna’s
sister, with such sweetness that the older woman almost threw up.
“Why have you come to L.A.? I mean,
I know I’m just a Minor but… it’s clear you and Deanna don’t like each other
and…”
His voice trailed off and then he
fell silent when he noticed how the massive woman, the bigger he would probably
ever see, thought Deanna, was looking at him. He had clearly surprised and
offended Maria, and it made her day. Her sister had a rather poor opinion of
Minor’s abilities, something she had always been vocal about. Like all his
children, she loved her father, but she had quickly decided that the early
victories of their parents to give more rights to his kind had been far enough
and that the rest was just denying the truth of nature.
“That’s really rude of you!” scoffed Maria, looking away, frowning. “I expected
something more from your boytoy, Deanna! You should have trained him better,
but I guess you can take the rat out of the street and not the street out of
the rat!”
“Watch your tongue!” hissed Deanna.
“I don’t care how big or wealthier you are, if you badmouth Jason again, I’ll
throw you away, it is clear!?”
The two giantesses exchanged
glances, even as Jason had clearly recoiled in his chair, looking away and
shaken by the venom in Maria’s words. That
huge, overweighed bitch! How dare she talks like that to Jason? She better
grovel at my feet or I won’t help her, I swear! She was so angry she could
feel her fists shaking and she was glad that she hadn’t a glass yet, otherwise
she would have crushed it in her fury, without even realizing it.
“Oh really, Little Dea’? You would
try it, even knowing you’ve never been able to beat me once I grew taller than
you?” asked her sister, with grim amusement. “But I’ll admit I’m not the most
diplomatic person, I spend far too much time on social media, it’s part of my
job. I’m sorry, Jason, if I’ve insulted you. I really am. My sister as a
certain history with her lovers, so it’s a little hard for me to believe that
even someone as cute as you would have finally caught her heart.”
“A… apology accepted” managed to say
Deanna’s brave little man, even if his teenage showed with the way he was
frightened of Maria. “But could you please answer my question.”
“He is tenacious, isn’t he?”
chuckled the more massive Cyclopean, before looking straight at the Minor, who
was doing his best to try –and fail- to not look embarrassed, afraid and a
little aroused.
“Yes, he is. So you’d better spill
the beans, or he won’t relent” replied Deanna, as their waiter appeared again
to bring Maria her salad, with a large jug of water.
“To answer you, young man” started
the chubby giantess as she prepared her salad, “I came by because I have
certain tastes in… in my lovers. Unlike my older sister with whom you are
currently in a relationship, I’ve never been too fond off one-off sex followed
by spawning countless babies. I love some form of… permanence, in my
relationships, and when I was younger, it was rather easy to discover three
wonderful young Minor men who could satisfy my urges – which are far greater
than Deanna’s, I must admit. But now that I’m older – and them too- they aren’t
up to the task at all, and I feel terrible and they also, and, well… I need
your help to find new Minors who would accept that they’ll share me with three
older men.”
The last sentence was clearly
addressed at Deanna, and it surprised her quite a lot. She had never taken her
sister for someone caring about Minors at all. Not the way she did. Deanna felt
a drive, an unstoppable urge to make the life of Minors better, just as
powerful as the one she had developed regarding pregnancies. But she had always
seen Maria as being more consumed by her lust and using Minors are sex-toys.
Clearly, she had been wrong, but it hardly blunted her distaste for her
sibling. Especially considering what she was expecting of me.
“Let me be clear” she stated, her
voice barely above a low whisper, so weak that she doubted Jason could even
hear her. “You want me to find replacements to your current trio of lovers? How
the hell am I supposed to do that, exactly? I’m not a magician.”
“We both know that you have access
to a lot of information regarding Minors, be they in reservation or not”
replied Maria in the same hushed tone, leaving a clearly puzzled Jason to
ponder what they were doing. “I’m not asking it lightly, I’ll make sure that
your funding will considerably increase in the coming years, if you help me
Deanna.”
“That’s an interesting offer”
replied the older Matthewson woman, audibly this time, “but why would you even
need my help? You are… quite a lot of woman, and just as powerful as me –
probably more even” she admitted through gritted teeth. “You don’t really need
me to find new partners, you never did. What changed?”
“We’ve changed” curtly said Maria,
frowning. “We all have. I… I’ve been with Roger, Jefferson and Morgan for a
long time, fifty years. I’ll agree that I hadn’t exactly the best impression of
them at first, but they consistently impressed and while they are now unable to
satisfy me, I don’t want them to feel discarded. Any and all Minor I could
easily get my hand on wouldn’t be as spunky as they were, back when I was just
a forty something businesswoman, finally settling down from wild sex with
strangers. Something I did far earlier than others.”
“Even when you come begging, you
can’t help yourself...” hissed Deanna, who knew perfectly well that she was the
one concerned by the latest jab.
“Pl… please! Don’t be mad at each
other!” suddenly pleaded Jason. “It…. it’s really terrifying when you are...”
he hastily added when the two giantesses looked at him, surprised.
“Oh sweetie… I assure you that my
little sister and I won’t be too angry to put you in danger. Really, you don’t
have any reason to be afraid!” cooed Deanna, forgetting all about Maria in her
drive to appease and reassure her Minor that everything was fine.
“Little Dea’s right” added Maria
with a little smirk. “I’m not as… enamored as your kind as she is, but I would
never do anything which could wrong you or put you in danger. After all, if you
ever feel like being with a real woman, I don’t want you to pass me by because
you’d be afraid of me!” she added, laughing even as the little teenager gasped
audibly.
“The nerve of you!” roared Deanna,
putting her arms around Jason’s chair in a protective embrace, letting her
large breasts resting against his back. “The gall, really! Jason and I are
together, you won’t snatch him away like the toys I had as a child!”
“I was kidding, jeez” huffed Maria,
rolling her eyes almost comically. “You really need to blow off some steam,
Dea. But, honestly, I really need your lover’s help, Little Jay’, and I
wouldn’t risk alienating you, because I’m pretty sure the way to what I want
goes through you!”
“And I haven’t said that I would
help you, even if you somehow managed to convince Jason to back you up”
grumbled Deanna. “Mainly because what you’re asking of me is really
complicated. I can’t just give you some sheets or let you loiter around Minors
in the reservations to get the ones you want! Especially the latter, the
genetic pool of those is still too weak for us to let three young Minors out
like that!”
Even as she spoke, Deanna allowed
her significant orbs to press tighter on Jason’s back. He was so small that his
whole torso barely came over her breasts, which made the whole thing all the
more delightful for the giantess. It was really enjoyable to be the bigger of
the two, even – especially!- when there was someone here able to make her feel
small! She gently let one of her finger crawl under the table and caress his
legs, before parting them, in spite of his resistance, to graze his hard cock
through his jean.
“I don’t get what the problem would
be… it isn’t as if those Minors were pureblooded or whatever! There is quite a
lot of news about MAJORS being born there!”
“And that’s a problem we are trying
to address Maria” explained Deanna, still teasing her far younger boyfriend.
“We obviously can’t remove a baby from her parents, but we make sure to educate
all of them and make sure that they all understand that, as soon as she hits
puberty and become sexually active, she has to leave the reservation, at least
on week days – doubly so for young men. That’s how we have managed to steadily
increase the number of Minors and their ability to live by themselves.”
“Yeah, sure” replied Maria, sounding
awfully bored, which would have been a problem for the older of the two titanic
black women, if she hadn’t been so preoccupied with playing discreetly with her
lover, which helped keep a calm head.
“Excuse me, missus?” suddenly said
the waiter’s voice. “Your food?”
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“You’re not eating enough” grumbled
Maria, as she tore through her second chicken.
“That’s what I keep telling him, but
he never listen” sighed Deanna, even as she caressed Jason’s back to make sure
he didn’t misinterpret her words or her tone.
“I’m fine, really” he said, barely
audible even for the superior sense of the two Cyclopeans. “I don’t need to eat
as much as MAJORS, and even less those as tall as you two...”
“Nonsense” scoffed Maria. “You need
to eat more, you’re barely skin and bone! You need all the energy you can get
to cope with a Cyclopean’s attention, after all!”
“But it’s really enough for me!”
pleaded Jason, whose pale face was starting to turn a delicious shade of pink,
thought Deanna. “It’s already hard to finish it, I hadn’t realized how big it
would be!”
The giantesses exchanged a perplexed
glance, before looking intently at his minuscule entrecote. Each of them would
have barely considered the piece of meat an appetizer, but he had been nibbling
at it for some time and truly seemed to have a hard time chewing it down, which
sounded incredibly ludicrous to Deanna. She couldn’t remember a time she was
unable to finish her plate, and it was even more of a preposterous idea when it
came to Maria. Surely he’s just exaggerating, she hoped, because I
did plan to share some of my food with him…
“Well, it’s true that Minors eat a
lot less than even their size would let us believe” started Maria, who still
sounded dubitative, “and I would know, because I lived with three of them for
decades but still… isn’t it a little worrying that you can’t finish such a
ridiculously small lunch… are you sure you’re fine and healthy, Little Jay’?”
“I’m fine, really!” he yelped,
looking quite embarrassed now. “It’s just that I’m not used to… to eat so much
is all!” he finished, bright red.
“Oh my poor Jason!” cooed Deanna,
leaning forward to kiss him on his neck. “I should have known that you wouldn’t
be able to eat proper amount for you just yet, I’m such an idiot! I should have
prepared you, instead of drooling all over you” she groaned sexily, kissing him
again and again.
“Wait, why would you need to groom
him so he could eat the right amount of food? It makes no fucking sense” asked
Maria, looking puzzled, which made Deanna smirk a little.
“I… I… My family wasn’t...” tried
her brave Jason, but Deanna cut him off, planting her lips on his own in a tender
moment, calming him down easily.
“Hush my love, you don’t need to
speak about it” she said when she broke their kiss. “I’ll explain it.”
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“What a bunch of… We should go
there, Deanna!” growled her younger sister, her face a mask of fury, barely
controlled and shared by her elder sibling, who kept her calm.
“I know how you feel, but it
wouldn’t do us, or Jason, any good. His life there is over, now he’s with me,
safe, and we won’t let anything hurt him again.”
“You can’t be serious” grumbled
Maria. “I mean, come on!”
“It’s fine, really,” said Jason, as
the two giantesses were finishing their last plates, even if mountains of corn
and fries remained, and Deanna was discretely trying to drop some in his
finally empty plate.
“No it’s not!” thundered the younger
of the two Cyclopeans. “But I’ll trust my sister’s wisdom on it, she probably
knows better than me when it comes to stuff like that… Even if it costs me a
lot to admit it, so don’t get too used to it, Little Dea’!”
“I’ll try not to, brat” smiled
Deanna, was savored this little revenge on many insulting encounters with
Maria. “And I’ll try to help you, as best I can, but I make no promises that
I’ll find you the perfect little partners you’re searching.”
“Thanks sis. I’ll be in L.A. for a
month or two, so we’ll bump into each other again, and now I’m gotta bail, I’ve
work to do, still! Thanks for paying the bill!”
“YOU HUGE BITCH!” roared Deanna as
her enormous sibling giggled while running quite quickly toward the exit,
almost sending everyone else tumbling on the floor in the process.