A BIG Job - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Ron felt, to put it in a few words, ecstatic!

He was on a date, something that hasn´t happened in a while. And this was not just any part of the date, he reached that part when he´s at her place, when he´s at her bedroom, when things get spicy!

This has always been spicy for him, he couldn´t help but to feel a deep desire, a growing lust as they were at the restaurant. He was, after all, on a date with the hottest woman at the office.

Now, he could feel the passion on each fiber on his body. As they kiss, he can feel the electricity, he can feel his heart beating so fast, so full of thrill, his body full of arousal!

This was, of course, a result of the spell he was into.

A part of the magic, he was not able to control his desire for her. His desire for all ladies at the office.

What they did to him, he´s unaware of what, and how it works, but there´s a permanent desire in his eyes, in his heart, for those ladies. His mind´s always focused on them, whenever he meets them, whenever he spots them, his heart belongs to them.

It takes too little for him to feel overwhelmed by them, it takes little effort for them to make his heart skip a beat, for them to be the only thing in his mind. Now, with Angela provoking him, this gets him to the next level.

The kissing, so passionate, the normal effect of kissing intensifies for him. He´s in a whole new level of thrill.

To touch her as they kiss, to feel her soft skin, it makes him quiver inside. The scent of hers, to breathe her in blows his mind away. He feels filled with love, with passion, and with lust!

To him, this is almost an extra-corporeal experience. All of his senses seem to be intensified, all of his emotions, much stronger. The passion he feels, it might only be described as love. Does he love Angela? Well, he feels like it.

And, wouldn´t it be nice if she felt the same thing? Well…

Angela´s currently kissing him, not out of passion, not because she´s fallen for him, but because she´s making an experiment right now.

She wants to know, she wants to check, if a prolonged exposure to him can have a positive benefit in her expansion. Maybe she can expand some more? Maybe this could be like a whole week of growth in just one night?

Angela´s kind of selfish right now. The kiss, it's breathtaking for him, but to her… this is just a step on becoming sexier.

—

“I wonder… how much can I get out of this?” She thought while kissing him.

Unlike Ron, her mind was not focused on the person in front of him, but in her own self. Angela was vain, she knows she´s pretty, the main reason why she was into this in the first place, was just to get prettier.

She knows about the benefits on this, all of the beautification she can get. It´s too good to be true! And that´s not it, aside of it, there´s the size. Right now, she stands at a nice 5´10”, officially a tall lady. But she wants more. She desires more!

Longer legs? Well, how about making those longer legs shapelier too? A fuller chest? How about an unbelievably big chest! And her butt? She´s always had a nice butt, but she´s had to work hard at the gym to make it tighter, bigger, how about getting the same results without training?

Ron´s her ticket to beauty, and not just any beauty, to the kind of beauty she won´t have to work on. The one that comes “naturally” the one that comes without a single effort.

The only one struggling is him.

How does he feel? Well, most of the time he´s asleep.

His free time has become his napping time. His life is working, sleeping, and eating. And no, he´s not working all day long. Most of the time, he´s asleep.

The only reason why he hasn´t fall asleep is because of the lust in him. That fuel of passion that´s powering him, that´s making him go and letting him with a deeper wish for more!

He´s hard, an erection that has become prominent in his pants. All he can do is kiss her and feel how the lust just grows. Getting to each and every corner of him.

His body, he can feel the temperature rising, he´s about to break in sweat! He´s desperate, all this kissing, all of this foreplay, he knows what will come next. 

Sex!

—

His hands went to Angela´s back, he was trying to unzip that tight dress of hers, trying to discover her naked body. That sensuous body.

It would not come unnoticed how Angela has changed. His hands had driven to her back, to a much lower region. He´s felt that tight butt, so big, so firm. There´s no doubt someone´s been growing that peach quite nicely.

He thinks on her body, but can´t he tell she´s almost as tall as he is? Barefoot, she´s just two-inches below him. That was not the same height she was when they met. But what can he do? He´s so full of lust, he wouldn´t notice much things about her.

Angela giggled, trying to move his hands away. Sure, she provoked him, she made this happen, but she was not as into him as he was into her.

She was, to say it in a simple way, just using him. Using him to get a personal benefit, a very big benefit.

She was wondering, just how much taller will she wake up in the morning? How much curvier? How much thicker? She knew she was a ten-out-of-ten, but she wanted to be an eleven! A twelve on the same scale! She wanted more, she was greedy.

“You know… why don´t you…” Angela said as she moved his hands away from her back. He had successfully unzipped her dress, and was about to take it off when she had an idea. Get herself some time alone. 

Angela pushed him, Ron stumbled and fell back in the bed behind him. They had been kissing for so long, his mind was just focused on it, he ignored that the mattress was just inches behind him. She easily made him trip as she effortlessly pushed him.

“I´ll go get ready… why don´t you do the same?” she said, stepping back.

Ron had an idea of what she meant. She wanted him to get naked as she gets “ready” in the bathroom.

He knew, at least he thought, that she was going to go to her bathroom and get a bit more “comfortable”.

His mind immediately thought she was going to go get something else on. Or maybe just take off her current clothes?

Naked? Lingerie? Whatever her choice was, he knew he was going to like it. Maybe a nice, and kinky, maid outfit? Perhaps, a spicy dominatrix? Would this be a roleplay? Or was she only going to come naked and get straight to business?

Angela exit the room, and he was right, she headed to the bathroom, getting into the door at the other corner of the room.

However, she was not thinking on getting something sexier on, something to spice things up more. She just… wanted a break, one away from him.

“Ugh… he´s not my type. Well… the things one has to do in order to get pretty. Prettier, in my case.” she thought right after she closed the door, then, she turned at her reflection in the mirror.

Her lips, plump, her eyes, bright. It was a shame that her lipstick´s a bit messy due to all of the kissing. And her dress, it´s a bit wrinkled, she can tell.

“He can´t keep his hands off of me… Oh well, that´s the price you pay when you´re so hot and you allow someone to get close. Poor guy, he thinks I like him somehow… it´s cute, can´t lie.” She was the one who was perfect, she was the one who was a ten.

He was just that one guy she gave a chance. And what was special about him? The power that comes with him, not a power of his, but one that´s been given, linking him to her. And not just her, but with all ladies at the office.

—

Angela would spend a lot of time at the bathroom, she was not planning on being quick. And she didn´t have an excuse to leave. She was not going to get any prettier for him, not going to get any more comfortable. She only wanted an exit.

On the other hand, Ron was standing in her room, with his pants down and unbuttoning his shirt. Still wearing his underwear, but with a huge tent on them.

“Should I… leave my underwear? Or… should I go fully naked?” He wondered.

What´s better? What would be the right choice? He was still focused on pleasing her, he wanted to give her what she´s been giving him, so much lust and arousal.

He speculated what she was doing in there. He was wondering what she was up to.

Fixing her make-up? Taking off her clothes? Putting something else on?

So many questions, and so many ideas. Suddenly, his mind was an endless parade of Angela´s walking past his eyes. Wearing different lingerie, different styles, different colors, each outfit so sexy, each one much hotter, some were so wild!

Wearing a yellow bikini, then she´ll past by wearing a tight and tiny firefighter´s outfit. The maid outfit came next, followed by cheetah-stamped underwear. Semi-transparent underwear! Nothing!

He fell into the bed, as if that thought had just knocked him back.

He sighed. His mind was full of lust. Full of desire. He was just waiting for her to come, to walk out of that bathroom and come make his fantasy come true.

His heart was racing, however, the more he waited, the slower it became. And then, it came back to its normal pace.

Was the thrill… gone?

There´s a thing about him, a particular side-effect in this. And no, it´s not about the arousal, it´s not about the fact that she´s got him so thrilled for this long. The problem is… Angela´s gone, and the thrill is fading; this was the only thing that stopped him from falling asleep.

Due to this “new condition”, he was tired most of his free time. Now, why was he still awake during this date? Easy, his hots for Angela were greater than his tiredness. But, now that there´s no Angela in the room, he´s falling asleep…

—

Sex, that´s what he was looking forward, the only thing that kept his mind going and the feeling of sleep away.

Now, his eyes are feeling heavier. He yawned, now he can notice that the bed, Angela´s bed, it´s quite comfortable. Very comfortable, very relaxing.

He was only focused on Angela and her sensuous body, to caress her body, to touch her body; now, he´s not thinking, in fact, his eyes are closed.

It didn´t take longer than a couple of minutes for him to close his eyes, to “rest” them. And, just like any other day, he fell asleep…

—

Angela walked into the room, only to find a completely asleep Ron.

She had a moment to think at the bathroom, a moment to think about her next move. Was she about to have sex with him? Well… there´s no need to think of it now.

Angela walked out of the bathroom, wearing only her underwear. You could see how her curves were starting to outgrow those clothes. Her boobs seemed half a size too big for that cup size, her thong was sinking a bit on her fleshier hips. And there´s no need to mention just how deeply they sink in between her big, firm and peach-shapped butt.

Angela was sexy, and now, the sexy lady was walking towards the bed. Her hips swaying from side to side, her boobs bouncing lightly with each step.

“Ron? Hello? Ron, did you… are you actually asleep?” She asked, poking him a bit in the arm.

He was in his underwear now, and there was no hard-on. He didn´t seem to respond, at all, to her touch. Not to respond at all to her words. He was asleep.

“Ok… what now?” This was the first time a man has ever fallen asleep on her. It stings a bit, was she not that hot? No way.

Angela was aware of the sleeping factor in him. Mrs. Caswell made sure to clear that out for them. That this was the reason why he has so many free days, but that it wouldn´t affect the growth.

She knew about this, but she thought that, after sex, he´d immediately fall asleep, but she had no idea she´d come back to the room to find him deeply asleep.

“What to do now?” She wondered.

Well, the main goal was to be exposed to him, right? To spend more time with him, and check if this gives better, and faster, results.

The best idea she came up with was to sleep with him. He was already in the bed, and both of them fit; plus, she was not going to sleep in the couch, it´s her bed after all. 

Angela crawled over the bed, and then, just to get enough vitamin-Ron, as if he worked that way, she wrapped her arms around him.

He was deeply asleep, so he couldn´t feel her. He couldn´t feel the touch of her skin on his naked back; he couldn´t feel the warmth of her body; he couldn´t feel her boobs pressed against him. He even snorted a little.

—

The next morning, when he was clearly still sleeping, Angela stood up and went straight to her bathroom.

She had a measuring tape over there, why? She was prepared. After knowing how this works, after being a part of this for so long, and all of the results she´s seen, she had already bought a tape.

She stood on the usual spot, drew a line and, with high hopes… she checked.

Angela woke up that morning, trying to see if she felt any different. Trying to see if her boobs had grown, if her butt has expanded. If her thighs felt thicker, if her hot flesh felt plumper.

She gave her first steps of the morning, wondering if she was any taller. Trying to check if she had a new, and higher, perspective on the things around her.

It was silly, but it was her reality. She was expecting that, after all that time at the restaurant, all that kissing, and a full night sleeping next to him, she had speed-ran a whole week in a single night.

How tall could she be now? Six-foot? Could she be that tall already?

She was wondering about how to make her clothes fit on her taller, and thicker body. New pants, new blouses, of course a new bra. However, her hopes were gone when she turned her back and checked on the line she drew.

5´10”, the line was exactly where it was last night.

“Fuck…” all of this work, for nothing?

It seems that this is not how the spell works. She couldn´t get that boost she was looking for.

Now, she was the same height, but with a completely asleep man on her bed.

Angela went back to her bedroom, turned at him, and realized he was still asleep. Deeply asleep.

“I´ve got an hour to get to work… and he´s so calm, so relaxed. Fuck, I wish I had a free-day just like him today… I wonder if I can call in sick…” she was not.

She had to go to work, spend all eight-hours there, and then come back. And once she was back, he´d still be asleep.

That´s exactly what happened. In fact, he woke up by 7:00 pm. And what did he ask her?

“Did I fell asleep? Shit… what time is it?” He thought seven was fine, until she added the pm part. He was sleeping in her bed for almost an entire day? At least eighteen-hours.

He felt embarrassed, but what was worse was the fact that he didn´t get anywhere.

—

He was so frustrated.

Did Angela said anything that day at the office?

Of course she would. Now, he´ll go to work the next day, and everyone will be looking at him as the guy who fell asleep while the sexy lady was in the bathroom.

He was so embarrassed when he walked in the next day. He didn´t even make any eye-contact with Angela when he walked in. She didn´t say a word either. This has gotten uncomfortable. Now they had an uncomfortable relationship. 

An uncomfortable relationship with someone he meets everyday at work. Someone he can´t hide from because she´s at the front desk.

So much frustration, so awkward. The next day, when he walked past her, without saying a word, he felt so bad.

Does she feel bad? Did he hurt her in some way? Well… not exactly. In fact, the only thing she regrets is that all that time went to waste; she didn´t get any of the results she was expecting. At the very least, she was hoping her butt would grow a bit.

He was feeling so down, so sad. How can he ever forget about this? How can he get through this?

Well, for a normal person, it´ll be hard. But for him, a man who´s thoughts are immediately swiped whenever he looks at a lady from the office, his mind works very different.

“Why do you look so sad, honey?” Came Gertrude´s sweet voice.

He was feeling down, but all of that sadness vanished when she came into the room. He was at the lunch room, looking at his food with sorrow, and then, when she walked in, she seemed like a sweet angel.

A kind woman that has come to save him from his sorrow. What was he even sad about?