“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.