Not So Average World - Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Jason woke up from a dream, but more than just that, it was a fantasy.

His mind has gone through some changes, his desires have changed a bit. Was it an adjustment to his new life? Had something been broken inside of him? Most likely, he just realized that gigantic women are not the enemy.

In fact, they are the total opposite.

Jason wouldn´t mind the touch of the sweet flesh of a giantess. The feeling of so much flesh in his hands, miles and miles of long legs. To glare at, to caress, to feel.

Of course, the only giantesses he knows are his boss and Mrs. Park. Plus, that other giant lady, Mrs. Armstrong, but she was, as Mrs. Braxton said, a menace.

Now, the way he sees, the way he perceives those amazonic ladies has changed. He can feel some lust on him, new desires. They are so big, so curvaceous. All those mature ladies have a size that only they can have. Curves that had only grown through time.

Jason found out that there´s something majestic about these women. It took him long, but now he can see it.

When Mrs. Braxton walked into the room, he perceived her in a different way. Instead of being afraid of the size difference between them, he thought of her as a kind soul.

Most of this was thanks to the chat they had. The things she shared, all that information about her life. Things were not easy to her. Maybe easy for the fact that she climbed to the top, where she wanted to be. But in the way, she lost track of love.

And now, she wants to change that. How many more people out there do the same thing? How many take love for granted? What´s more, how many don´t really care about it?

Her goals, her ideas, that´s inspiring. Wanting to bring the feelings back to people, the true feelings.

He can´t deny that´s admirable, he respects her life philosophy.

And there´s another thing, now he can´t help but to think on her size. More than just thinking she´s bigger than him, he´s not wondering how exactly big she is.

Why? Well, she told him that Nataly would go through a treatment that will make her grow. And the question is, how will Nataly look if she was Mrs. Braxton´s size?

How will her thighs plump up? What´s the true circumference of those pillars of flesh?

Jason, even if he´s not proud about it, knows how thick those legs feel. How fleshy, how firm. A perfect balance, a balance between softness and firmness you can only get with time.

Part of him is worried about the speed of the treatment. Will it be from one moment to another? A quick growth? Or maybe a slow growth? Much faster than the natural growth her body´s already programed for, that´s for sure. But how long will that take? Hours? Days? Weeks? Months?

He had so many questions, but those can wait. Now, it´s dinner time.

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“I LOVE this pizza. I make sure to eat it at least once whenever I´m here.” Mrs. Braxton said as she took a big bite of the pizza slice she had in her hand.

“I´m sure it tastes amazing. It smells so delicious.” Jason added, looking at the huge slice in his hands.

Most places had a “Big Woman” option in their menu. Sizes meant for women of nine-feet and above. To normal people, those sizes were in a different level. Small was huge, medium was ginormous, and large was impossibly big! And let´s not talk about the extra-large sizes.

Mrs. Braxton ordered a large pizza. In her hands, it looks like a regular large pizza, but that´s because she´s a 9´10” amazon.

From Jason´s point of view, he´s holding a slice that might as well be four slices fusion together. His slice, in his perspective, is twice as wide as a normal slice, twice as thick, and the length is two slices put one in front of the other.

That slice alone is a full meal to him. However, to Mrs. Braxton, it might be just the beginning.

“So… I was wondering…” Jason started, making a small pause on his pizza slice as Mrs. Braxton went for the second one. “You know, I´m still curious about… our relationship.”

“Jason, please, you have a girlfriend!” Mrs. Braxton said, covering her mouth as she still chewed some pizza. She was joking, of course.

“That´s not what I meant!” He panicked for a second. Maybe relationship was a word with too many meanings.

“I know, I´m just messing with you, honey. Now, what about our WORKING relationship?” That was a better way to put it.

“Well, I know you´re my boss, and… a caring person. But… why do you… not that I don´t like it, but why is there a need for me to, you know… sit on your lap every now and then?” He knows the type of amazon Mrs. Braxton is.

There´s gigantic women who´ll treat men like their slaves. Inferior beings who should than them for breathing the same air as them. Still, they do hold some luscious thoughts from time to time, but those thoughts lead to domination, not love.

Other women simply made their ways without caring at all about men. Being several times bigger than men, it leads to the thought that they are, to put it in some words, part of a different world. So they don´t really care and just walk past them.

And there´s one very important kind he fears. The maternal ladies. Gigantic women who, even when they have sweet feelings, they often trap men and never let them go. Surrounding them with love and blinding them with pleasure.

He´s worried Mrs. Braxton might be of the last kind…

“Why on my lap? Sweetheart, I thought I was clear. That´s to keep you safe.” She said.

“I understand but… safe from what? Now, if you want to keep me near you, I guess I understand…” He added.

“No, well not just that. Listen, when you´re a woman as big as me, you´re not used to being around men your size.” She explained. “After you surpass the seven-foot-mark, every few inches, you see less and less men around. Now, I´m at a point when I could spend days without seeing a single man.”

Jason nodded as she kept going.

“But, now that you´re my assistant, I see you almost every day. And you follow me everywhere I go. And I´m aware of that, I´m aware that me, a 9´10” woman, has a 5´10” assistant, and I should watch my steps, be careful around you. But not everyone else is aware of that.”

Jason´s starting to understand.

“The reason why I keep you so close to me is… I´m afraid someone might just, unwarily, sit on you.” That was not the conclusion he was looking for.

“Sit on me?” He asked.

“Yes, or step on you, run you over. A woman my size is much heavier than you, much bigger. You know the force of the impact a woman my size could have on a small guy like you?”

“I guess I didn´t think of it that way.” He said.

“Like I told you, my goal is to keep you safe.” Part of him felt relieved.

“Ok, sounds good. I guess I was afraid of you being a, you know, one of those maternal ladies.” He giggled.

“Well…” Mrs. Braxton looked aside as she paused.

He could tell, by the look in her eyes, that she´s definitely one of those ladies.

“Wait! Are you?” He asked.

“I am, isn´t that obvious?” The worries were back to him.

 She is? So the lap sitting, and to carry him around, did she just lied about what she said before?

Jason turned aside to meditate about it. To think this through.

“Relax, honey, I´m not the bad kind of maternal women.” Mrs. Braxton could see it in his eyes, his whole body-language was screaming for help, for a way to get out of this. But he should not be worried.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“Like I said, I care, ok? I care enough not to put my own interests above yours. Not to put myself first. I´m a considerate woman. If I… keep you close to me, it´s because I think you´ll be safer there. Not because of any other reason.” She explained.

“So… you won´t be like those other ladies who… you know.” He didn´t want to say it.

“No. Unless… that´s what you want?” she looked at him with a smile on her face, she was just teasing, but he still jumped.

“No!” He´s a man, and he wants to be treated as such.

“Aww, come on, maybe you can call me mommy Ettie? Hmm?” She joked.

“Definitely not!” He was a bit upset.

“Hehe, sorry. Although, a bit of mummying never hurt anyone. But I assure you that´s not the kind of lady I am. Ashley, on the other hand… if you allow her, you´ll find yourself sucking on her tit while she holds you. I´m sure that´s not what you want, right?”

“I can assure you that´s NOT what I want.” Things were finally clear to him.

Things were clear, they were fine. But only for a couple of minutes before his mind recalled something else…

“Hold on! That doesn´t explain, you know, me rubbing sunscreen on you… or the fact that we share a bed at this hotel!” Jason want´s to know, he´s eager to find out how she´ll explain that.

“That´s simple…” Mrs. Braxton said, and then, she put her plate aside.

Her arms reached for him, he dropped his half-eaten slice of pizza on the bed while the giantess woman pulled him.

She caught him by surprise, and she was very fast. He found himself trapped in her arms as she then pulled him tightly against her.

The feeling of her arms around him, pressing him against her gigantic bosom. Before, he would´ve hated this, but now, he´s mesmerized by the size. So big, so fleshy, voluptuous is the right word. His boss is a voluptuous lady. With a body that´s the perfect combination between firm and soft.

“I think,” she continued as she squeezed him gently in between her arms. “that a man should be reminded that he´s loved, that there´s care in this world. I like to show affection, that´s all. And I´m sure you don´t mind, right?”

“I… I…” Her sweet aroma was much stronger than the one of the pizza. He could only feel her body, and breath in her scent.

“Like I´ve been telling you, don´t be silly. It´s normal, nothing to be ashamed of. I´m just showing you affection, that´s all. And there´s nothing wrong with that.”

Nothing?

Before, he would´ve protested. He would´ve argued. But now, he´s accepting his new reality.

Surrounded by gigantic ladies, surrounded by their luscious bodies, what´s wrong with a hug?