Assistant? - Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Even when it seemed as if things could evolve, as if things could actually change between Carol and Kevin, the truth is… things were back to how they were a while ago.

With most of their thoughts focused on how they wanted everything to work for them, they were not really thinking on how to make things work between them. It seems as if the only one who really wants things to work is Gene, and given the fact that she´s not around the house most of the time, things were not going great.

It seems as if they gave one step forward, and like three steps back. They were back to their attempts on establishing their domain, to becoming the alpha and making the other one do as they wanted.

Kevin´s back on proving he´s the boss of the house, acting as if he owned the house, as if he actually worked for it. Even when he´s clearly never worked a single day in his life.

Carol´s back to being annoyed by him, and simply showing as least respect as she can. Given the fact that she´s forced to still take care of him as a maid/assistant/cook, it´s hard not to interact with him.

“Time to cook fucking breakfast, for the fucking spoiled brat, on this other fucking morning…” Carol said, and she´s not the kind of person that will curse this much in a single sentence.

Even when she doesn´t really want to cook for him, even when she´d rather pour the whole thing into his lap and walk away, she can´t. For starters, this job comes with a lot of perks, well maybe not much, but she recently received a raise so things are better than when she first started. Besides, it´s not as demanding, and it comes with food, house and all of the basic services included.

On the other hand, she can´t be as rude as she would want to. Gene´s already warned her, several times. She´s not forced to be sweet all the time, but there´s a limit she cannot cross.

This all means that, most of the time, she´s mad, upset, looking forward to calling him shrimp.

Things like this, which means cooking and such, are what makes him feel like the boss. It´s true that he´s “the boss” only in his dreams, since he´s not the one who pays or owns the place, but she serves him, and that keeps the illusion.

However, he doesn´t really want things to go this way, he can feel the hate, the lack of happiness when he´s around. That´s not good when it comes to love. This relationship´s not close to being what he wanted it to be.

By now, they should, at least, smile whenever the other walks into the room. And the only thing he can feel when he walks in, is her anger. Carol´s angry eyes staring at him.

Now, this is not him being scared of her anger. This didn´t became a house in which Carol´s angry all of the time and Kevin´s afraid of her, this is a house where things are not working quite well…

Kevin walked into the kitchen, the smell of eggs and bacon filled the air. It was good to know she will not try to poison his meals, Carol´s quite a nice cook, and he´d like to believe she cooks with love.

“Mmmm, smells nice…” he started, trying to ease things this morning. Last night he stormed into his room as he refused to do the dishes. Which she ended up doing. And all because she said his tiny hands would fit better inside the glasses.

“Sure…” she grunted. “Anything for the guy who wakes up after 10:00 am…” she added.

“Hey! It´s not as if there was much to do around.” He argued as he found his spot on the table.

“Really? Well, how about the dishes?” she said as she put the food on the plate.

Maybe things were not far from being a couple, right now, they act as an old marriage in which she´s already tired of his laziness.

“Come on, you´re bringing that up? I told you, stop making jokes about my size, and I´ll consider helping you around again.” He was true about that, he stopped helping around the hose until she “respected him”, as he called it.

“For your information, I had to do them myself. Thanks for asking, by the way…” she said as she placed the plate in front of him.

“So? That´s your job. Doing the dishes, cooking, laundry and shit like that. You´re my assistant, duh-uh?” she almost bites her tongue out of anger when he said things that way.

“My job? For fucks… my job´s not making things so fucking easy for you. Shit, I´d even let you starve since you don´t cook for shit. But I´m forced to make three meals a day, why? Because YOUR MOTHER pays me. That´s right, she´s the boss, not you. And “my job” is whatever she asks me to do, now whatever shit you´ve got in your mind.” She declared.

One would think that the size difference between them would, alone, make him respect her more. At least fear her, but things are not that way. In fact, when she gets like this, it only makes him act more cynical about it.

“Yeah, you can keep telling yourself that. Now, can you pass me the salt?” he asked, ignoring what she said.

“You want the salt?” Carol asked as she reached for the salt. “Go get it.” And so, she placed it in one of the top cabinets.

The cabinet didn´t feel tall at all, to her. But what can she say? She´s kept growing, not a lot, but there´s a difference on her size.

Right now, Carol stands as a 6´8” amazon. With thick legs, sensuous hips, and a big chest that bounces sensuously as she walks. He never misses a glimpse of those bouncing boobs.

On the other hand, that cabinet seems like an impossible mission for him. He´ll need a ladder to get there, so there will be no salt for him this morning.

The change on him is that he went from 4´ to 3´11. At this point, Kevin´s shrinking is not that drastic, although, it´s got a much higher mental impact. He´s already past the four-foot-mark. Really? That fast? That time has come?

Just when he crossed the five-foot-mark, things were not as easy. And just like that, another foot´s gone. Things didn´t seem to be slowing down, his shrinking didn´t seem to cease. This condition he´s got, it´s still taking it´s toll on him. How much more? He wonders.

Well, it´s not up to him. And there´s no condition, actually. But no one will tell him the truth.

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Things had gone back to where they started for these two. None of them is disappointed, just mad about how stubborn the other party is.

However, there´s someone who´s a bit sad. Gene. By now, she thought they would, at least, get along.

No formal relationship, but at least movie nights? Share some popcorn as they watched a sitcom? A movie? At least sports. She´s got no idea what to expect at this point.

Could they still go from hate to love? Well, they don´t hate each other yet, right? There´s still hope, right? Gene wonders about this most of nights.

Of course, nights when she´s not at the club, when she´s not out on the hunt… just as tonight.

At this point, can anyone really ignore her? Can Gene walk into a room, of just be in a room, and not be noticed?

A woman as big as her, she´s too big not to be noticed, a large lady that just can´t be ignored. And if her size is not enough, well this is also based on size but, she´s got curves that can lure anyone.

A body that, as light to a moth, calls for you. Just like the sweet aroma of pastry, driving you into that sweet pie as if it had a mind of it´s own. As if an invisible hand pulled you straight to her, guided your eyes into the gorgeous woman.

Tonight, Gene´s at a different club, a new one actually. She thought, can anyone resist me here?

Things have gotten so interesting, or maybe they lack interest? Well, things were back to how they where when she was younger, only that better.

Before, everyone knew where to find her if they were looking for a pretty lady. If they were looking for a model, a diva, an actress. A very celebrity, out of most people´s reach. But now, she´s literally out of their reach.

She´s sitting at the bar. An amazon, sitting there, knowing she owns the place, even when this is the first-time she´s been there.

The bartender´s looking at her more than he´s done with any other lady. He likes her? Or is it hard for him to believe his eye?

Gene was big before, but now, she´s HUGE!

It´s taken quite some time, but she went from being a mildly tall lady, to becoming an amazon. A giantess! Everywhere she goes, anywhere she is, she´s the tallest person in the room. And not just the tallest, but the hottest!

Gene´s growth hasn’t stopped. Passing the six-foot-mark was just the beginning, the tip of the iceberg. She wasn´t sure when it´ll stop, but now, she´s wondering, will it ever stop? Is there a need?

Right now, as she´s sitting at the bar, as she´s taller while sitting than most standing, she´s got the confidence of a seven-foot-tall woman.

To be more precise, of a 7´9” woman.

She told Carol she´d stop, that she´ll try to keep her growth to the very minimum. But it´s hard!

The plan was to slow her growth so that he didn´t suspect that the whole size-change thing had an external cause. Kevin was supposed to be the center of this, the main cause. That his condition was contagious and that him and Carol were in some sort of “quarantine”.

True, she gets to escape, to hang out of the house. If this was a real thing, then the outside world would meet a new virus in which women grow taller and men shrink. But it was not the case. If anything, Kevin´s the only one who´s able to spread the “disease”.

And they dropped this lie that Gene, being his closest relative, suffers from a higher effect of this false disease. He´s not so smart since he hasn´t put things together, but it makes things easier for Gene and Carol.

Gene was supposed to slow things down, but there´s no fun in this. Gene wanted to spice things up in her life, and so far, the spice´s on!

Right now, she´s got her eyes on a guy. Gene´s been looking around, searching for a man who catches her interest.

Who will it be? Someone successful? Someone who knows what he wants? A mature man who´s ready to worship her as she deserves? No, those men are often looking for someone who can please them. Thinking mostly on the pleasure they will receive.

Gene´s looking for something else. Someone who seems kind of nervous, someone who doesn´t give the first step, someone who´ll work hard to please her when he´s given the chance.

A man that looks at her in the right way, a man that´s taking his time, not too confident since he hasn´t stand up and invite her a drink, but who´s aiming for it. Only that, she´ll take that chance off of him. She´ll give the first step, and at her size, that´s a big step.

At this point, all of her clothes are custom-made, it´s hard to find clothes at her size, much more when you´re as voluptuous as her. Therefore, she made things much easier and had everything made for her.

Right now, as she stands up, as all eyes on the club turn at the 7´9” goddess, she flaunts her red dress and sways those wide hips as she´s now walking straight to her target.

Who did she pick? Who was the fortunate man? Well, there´s someone who´s been looking at her since she walked into the club.

“Hi there…” she said, looking at this handsome man who can´t believe she´s talking to him.

He came here with his friends, well, he was supposed to meet some friends, but he arrived a bit early, to check the place. And then, his eyes met Gene. He couldn´t believe there was woman so big, and at the same time, so hot.

Fifteen minutes went by, he had picked a sit from which he could still see her. Obviously, this didn´t went unnoticed by her, and clearly, she doesn´t waste any time.

“M-me?” what can we say, he´s her type. Handsome, pretty eyes, and that aura that just tells her he´ll work hard to satisfy her.

“Yes, you.” She replied, looking at him from high above, he can´t deny he felt a bit intimidated. Ok, he felt VERY intimidated. “Can I buy you a drink?”

She? She´s buying the drink? The man stuttered, wasn´t he supposed to be the one buying the drink? Wasn´t he supposed to be the one going all the way to talk? Wasn´t he supposed to take the first step?

Well, things don´t work that way, at least not when Gene´s in charge.

“I noticed you noticed me… as have many. But, tonight, you´re the lucky man who gets to take me home. Now… what drink would you like? And don´t worry, you can pay me back later…” she said, so seductively, going straight to the point, and sending quivers all over his spine.

She might be making things a bit quick, but that doesn´t mean they are not going to be hot. After a couple of drinks and a bit of a chat, there will be a happy ending for both of them…

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After some chatting, she realized he was a nice guy. And that he didn´t have a fetish for tall ladies. However, he did find it hard to stop staring at her boobs. He wasn´t gawking, but his eyes couldn´t help finding their way back to that big, heavy and sexy bosom. Which clearly tells he´s a boob-guy.

But, even if he didn´t have the size-fetish, she did like bringing up her size into the conversation often. As she did right before they left the club.

“So… have you ever been with a 7´9” lady?” she really liked to brag about her size.

“Shit! That´s… sorry, that´s how tall you are?” he hadn´t even realized she wasn´t wearing any heels.

“Yes,” she giggled, “I am. And I bet I´m also the hottest 400-pound lady you´ve ever seen.” That´s right, 400-pounds of absolute sensuality.

“I… well… weight´s…” he seemed nervous.

“Aww, don´t worry, weight´s just a number, so don´t feel shy about it.” Her numbers are very large numbers at this point.

But he´s not scared, at least not too much, at the moment, he wonders, how much does those boobs weight then?

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There´s a little something Gene realized as well, it´s probably not a side-effect of the pills, although it´s a direct cause, but she likes her size.

And not just a like she keeps in her mind as a secret, she really likes to talk about her new size. At first she was internally thrilled, so joyful about all of the growth, all of the expansion, how she became a goddess, and how she was still improving as this went on. However, now, this has become a thing she likes to talk about.

Mostly because she loves the effect this has on people. Just as it´s happening with the guy right now, as they are on the way to his place.

“It´s so convenient you live close-by.” She started.

“Oh, yeah, it is…” he said, barely able to think, what he wanted the most was to check out those breasts, to watch how those gigantic breasts bounced, how they jiggled, how they jolted.

He was six-feet-tall, however, her boobs are out of his sight. Above his eye-level. He´d have to take a few steps back to have a good-enough view. Still, he´s already turned on.

“Yeah, mostly because, you know, a lady like me, as big as me, doesn´t fit in just any vehicle, you know. This, mmm, sexy ass of mine, it´s quite big, you know.” She loved arousing men by talking about her size, the size of her sexy, heavy, massive assets.

“I… I bet it´s hard, you know, with all those… small vehicles around these days, hehe…” Gene was so big, so sexy, he couldn´t wait to get her to bed and see how the amazon looks naked. Those boobs of hers, they are all he can think of at the moment.

“Yeah. And these days, oh, I just feel so much bigger. I mean, I would´ve loved to invite you over to my place, but it´s quite a mess. I´ve got all of my clothes around, well former clothes. None of them fit anymore. Let´s just say… I´ve gained a few… but in the right places…” she wouldn´t immediately admit she´s going through a growth, through expansion, but she can drop one or two things that are real.

“Weight gain? Well, I mean, I bet it´s not that much. But, as you say… they have all gone to the right places. And… may I say you look so hot nonetheless?” he was trying to flirt with her, to compliment her. Or at least make small talk, she was overwhelming as it is. Letting her take full charge of the conversation would not make him look any good.

“You may say it, dear. In fact, once we get to your place, and once you see how truly sexy I look without this dress, you may say some more…” she purred.

Needless to say, he´s looking forward to the best night ever. A fantasy? A dream? Did he ever wondered what size will the biggest boobs he´ll see ever be? Well, he´s about to find out…