Nick couldn´t move, he just stood there, waiting for his faith to be decided by Rachel. He decided not to think about it, he´ll face it like a man. He had made a mistake and that led to breaking down what he thought was the most expensive piece of antiquity he had touched.

Nick´s heart was beating hard inside his chest, like a loud drum, but whatever noise his heart was making was silenced by the steps of the gigantic woman approaching.

Nick couldn´t hide it, he was scared. Everyone was taller and much bigger now. At some point, everyone seemed scarier.

Once, there was a time when he could walk past everyone without carrying what they´ll think. Everyone´s got a life on their own and their own problems. Now, he had another idea, even a different attitude towards the outside world. What if someone asked him something? What if he had to talk with some stranger and explain all about his sudden shrinking?

He was insecure. Seeing the world expanding around him made him insecure. Fear was an emotion that he had more and more often now. He found himself becoming more and more anxious towards the simplest of things, and right now, it was no exception.

He didn´t want to but he ended up having thoughts of what Rachel will do. Will she kick him out? Was he going to have to pay for that? What if she called Maddy and made her come all the way back to amend his mistake? He didn´t want both women to be pissed, much less towards him.

He swallowed hard as he heard Rachel´s heavy steps stop right in front of him. Nick tensed his hands and clenched his fists. He wasn´t ready for it. He set his gaze right at the floor beneath him, avoiding any type of eye contact with Rachel.

“Oh my…” she said in surprise.

Nick couldn´t help it but, his mouth began to tremble, his lower lip quivered. He wanted to run, turn back in time, anything to avoid what had just happened. What he hated the most was the fact that he, a 26-year-old-man, couldn´t find the courage inside him to tell his boss what happened.

He moved his eyes a little, just to notice his boss´s enormous feet standing right in front of him. She was looking straight at the broken pot in front of him, that was for sure. Nick was shaking, he tried his best not to, but he was scared.

He was waiting for Rachel to do something. Anything. She wasn´t talking, he was expecting for her to lecture him about how priceless that was or about how he was a guest in her house and the only thing he must do was avoid breaking that precise thing. She opened her house to him and he just, out of a stupid feeling of curiosity, broke the damn thing.

“Nick…” she spoke as he froze, he couldn´t turn up to her, he was hopping her next words to be “you´re an asshole” or “how stupid” even “do you know how much THAT costs?” anything, but she proved him wrong, rage was not in her right now.

“Dear, are you ok?” she asked, in a sweet carrying tone.

Nick´s eyes widened, wasn´t she mad? Her first words were some of concern and not accusations towards him?

She could see him, from high above, she noticed his regret, and fear. That he will most likely be afraid of what he did. “Nick, honey, it´s ok, look at me… just tell me what happened.” She said trying to be cool about what he had done.

Her tone was sweet, her words were carrying. She wasn´t mad, just, confused maybe. Nick had to speak up, answer her questions. But why was it so hard? What was there that cut off all of his attempts to move, to talk, a simple answer couldn´t come out of him. What was happening to him?

Rachel kneeled, avoiding the pieces of shattered pottery that stood on the floor. She kneeled in front of him and, placing one hand over his shoulder, she said: “I´m not mad, don´t be scared Nicholas, I just want to know you´re alright, that´s it.” Her sweet words only made him feel worst with himself.

He closed his eyes, hard, and turned up to her. When he was sure that his eyes were set on her face, he opened them. Slowly, trembling.

He knew her words were true; her face revealed the veracity of her feelings. She wasn´t mad, or anything like that. She was concerned. What seemed to matter the most to her now, was how was he.

Nick could see it in her eyes, she cared. And why did she care for him? That´s something he ignored. Right now, he was thankful that she didn´t lose her temper on him.

The moment was tender, the air felt lighter. His worries seemed to vanish away as he spotted her bright eyes. Even if he knew he was safe, his eyes led out a generous flow of tears.

“Aww, no, don´t cry sweetheart, it´s fine, I promise.” And just like that, she leaned closer and brought him in for a hug.

Nick was encaged in between her thick long arms. He couldn´t protest. Before he could think on anything, he was captured by this woman who may as well have been over twelve feet tall in comparison. His head fell on her round augmented bosom. Her soft flesh and sweet aroma sooth him as tears kept flowing thru his face.

“Shh shh, it´s ok dear, I´m right here, there´s no need to cry.” She declared.

Nick was confused, why was she talking to him like that? And, why was he crying?  He did break something, and yes, he feared his boss´s reaction, but that was no reason to cry. At least not now that things seemed to be alright.

He knew she wasn´t mad, that there will not be, most likely, a punishment. She was just worried. So, why was he crying? Even if she yelled at him, that won´t be an excuse for a man to cry.

Nick was confused, alarmed, even ashamed. Rachel took care of soothing him until his tears stopped coming. But why did she? Was she looking at him as a fragile man who needed to be hugged?

Rachel didn´t seem to mind, she stood there all the while, for him. What he ignored was that, she actually liked it. Holding Nick in her arms as she slowly brought the man back to tranquility was a need for her. She´ll treasure that memory in her heart.

“Let it out honey, Rachel´s here, here… just for you…” she thought as he stopped shaking.

The mood was different. He felt relieved. But, as his fears were all washed away, he became aware of something. His head was sitting right over her immense cleavage. Her round breasts were right on his face. She didn´t seem to care, but he did.

He wasn´t bothered by it, but it made him really uneasy. She was his boss, and now he was laying his head on her boobs. That didn´t seem right. She was supposed to be an authority figure, someone who he needed to respect, now, sensing her boobs with his face didn´t seem so respectful.

He blinked, took a deep breath and attempted to move away. But she didn´t allow him. She had a firm grip on him with her two arms. She didn´t wanted him to walk away. If he was pinned in between her breasts, it was because she wanted.

It seems that Rachel had some ideas on her own. There was a reason why she agreed to have Nick at her place, why she had been so attentive to him, and what´s more, why she gained so much weight.

Rachel had always been nice to Nick. She kept her strict side for people who actually deserved it. But with him, she was soft. She had no idea why. There was just something she couldn´t quite catch.

The first day of his internship, she thought he´ll be just another of those young men who she´ll ditch with time. But he wasn´t. In fact, she kind of liked him.

She had a hard time deciding what type of feelings she had for him. A lover? A boyfriend? Nothing like that. She knew he was too young for her. And he didn´t seem to be one of those men who are looking around for a wealthy woman to pay for all their expenses. A sugar mommy.

But the second she thought on that, another idea crossed her mind. Her mind told her not to blame him, not to scold him. That reprimanding him could lead to some sort of distancing; and she wanted to keep him close. She ignored the reasons for those thoughts, until, she didn´t.

When she noticed his shrinking, she couldn´t help but to think on something, a possibility. If this may be a way to have a bond with him. That´s when she started the treatment, that´s when she decided to go for it.

She was more than sure that this was the reason why she was always looking after Nick. The truth was that, deep inside, she knew her train was long gone, that she couldn´t have the family she had wanted. She was too old now, but… maybe she could still adopt the role she wanted, in Nick´s life.

Now, looking down at him, resting over her thick curvaceous body, over her huge breasts, she thought, “What you need… it´s a mommy.” And she wanted to be that mommy.

She figured it should be that way. He was getting smaller and smaller. Soon, he´ll depend on someone, and she wanted to be the one. She was his boss, so he´ll look at her as an authority figure already. Besides, she was tall and old enough to pretend it. The only thing she needed was for him to agree. And during this weekend, she´ll encourage him to accept it, accept her.

Time went by, and he was thankful for it. She forgave him, saying that it wasn´t even worth to get mad on something so mundane. But he was sure that must´ve been a very valuable piece of antiquity. Still, she faked it as a mere piece of decoration, just whatever ornament that could be replaced easily.

What bothered Nick the most was how she handled things. Not that he didn´t appreciate the fact that she was very comprehensive, but it felt strange. Why did she had to encircle him with, well, love.

He was more than sure that the hug wasn´t necessary. If he focused, he could still smell her sweet scent on him. His vision had been obscured in between this woman´s magnificent flesh. She was thicker, bigger, taller. Everything on her made him feel utterly small.

And she was in control. He knew that for a fact. It didn´t matter if he wanted to pull away. She´ll be the once who decided when that time will come. Lucky for him, it was before his member started rising on his pants.

He knew she was his boss, and that he owed her some real respect. But she was so close, so smooth, so soft. Her gentle touch and her round breasts did nothing but arouse him.

As he was sitting on the couch, trying not to break anything else, he was trying to convince himself it was something normal. And it would be, if she was a naturally loving woman with everyone. But she wasn´t. Only towards him.

“Nick, dear, I´m ordering pizza for lunch… do you want anything in particular?” she said, half yelling from the kitchen.

He must admit she took him by surprise and that call she made, sort of made him jump on his seat. “Uhm, well, anything you order´s fine by me… don´t worry.” He spoke. Even his voice didn´t came out as loud as it once used to. He wasn´t even sure if she heard him.

“Ok.” She said, coming closer.

She loomed above him, casting a large shadow over Nick. He turned at her, trying not to lure at her immense body as his eyes passed her outstanding hips and passed thru her round breasts to meet her face. He hated it, why was she so… meaty. Her thickness only made him want to stare at her all day. But, as he tried to pin his eyes on hers, she continued.

“Well, there´s a pizza that, I´m not gonna lie, I´ve been ordering too much lately…” she chuckled,  “You´ll love it, It´s stacked with meat, thick and tasty.” For a moment he thought she was describing herself. “And the crust´s filled with cheese…” He nodded.

“Very well, I´ll order it now and… it should be here in about thirty minutes… oh, and if it´s not here by then, it´s free! Can you believe it?” he just smiled and nodded again, trying not to look down at her breasts. But it was too hard.

Even if he wasn´t staring, he could see, how her breasts quaked with the slightest of her moves. How her creamy breasts kept bouncing a little even with her voice. As if the vibrations of her vocal cords were moving thru her whole body.

“I´ll call them…” she said as she turned and walked away. As soon as she did, he turned straight at her ass. Involuntarily. He gaped at her round-heavy cheeks as they swayed with her every step. So much mass inside that woman only accentuated her feminine curves.

Fat wouldn´t be a word to describe her. In fact, curvy could also fall short for her. She was beyond that, she had thick limbs that curved in a feminine and very sensuous way. Her hourglass body was wide and stocky, still, it exhibited her woman´s features. Her ample hips and large breasts were the cherry on top of her sensuous body. She seemed firm, yet soft.

At his current height, which may not be 3´ tall anymore. He couldn´t help but to feel lusty, horny even. She was 5´11, twice as tall as him. And her graceful walking had him following her every moves. He wondered when was she going to lose that rope and change into something else. His male side yelled for something more revealing.

Half an hour seemed to be a reasonable time, besides, he wasn´t that hungry. But Rachel was. Maybe her body was starting to demand more food to maintain her actual figure. She seemed to be so heavy, so big, still, he didn´t dare to say a thing.

When the time ran over, she seemed pissed. She mentioned they never took longer than 25 minutes to deliver, but today, it was the exception.

And she knew about it. Ever since she started the treatment, she stepped out that diet of hers and every day became her cheating day. She found herself ingesting big loads of food. Craving for more and more. The doctor said that it was natural, that her body needed nutrients. What she wasn´t hoping was to become fat. Even if she kept working out, that only made her starve even more.

Halfway thru her workout sessions, she found herself aching for food. Greasy food, containing more calories than the ones she actually needed.

She burst out of her tops. Her buttons began to pop. She needed bigger and bigger clothes. It seemed natural; the only problem was the time. She thought this will be a slow weight gain, of about 20 pounds tops. But she was wrong.

In no time, she gained those twenty pounds, and what´s worst, she kept going. She could feel how her body started swelling out of her clothes. How her once regular size became a tiny one. She had to run to the mall to get bigger pieces of clothing almost daily. Tops, bottoms, and of course, bras.

Her hips were swelling and so were her thighs and arms, but her breasts. They seemed to be inflating like balloons. She got to the point when she had to order special sized bras. She must admit that she kind of liked it, she felt bigger, more matronal. Her body seemed to be preparing itself for the new role she´ll take.

But this all made one thing. Her craving for food became bigger. Now, she was more than pissed for having to wait extra time.

“Enough!” she said, not wasting any more time. She called the pizza place.

After being reassured that the delivery guy was right around the corner, that he should be there in less than five minutes, she decided to wait a little longer. But those five minutes passed by and sooner than expected became ten, fifteen, twenty, and by the twenty-fifth minute passed the delivery hour, the doorbell rang.

Nick was starting to get worried towards this. More precisely towards Rachel. Every minute that passed seemed to piss her more. He thought it was just pizza, but there was one thing for sure, she was not a patient person.

Even at work, she always wanted, even demanded, things to be delivered, send or done by the time it was stipulated. Any delay would make her lose her temper. And now, after waiting almost an hour for the food, she was about to burst over the poor man.

She walked furiously towards the door, hitting the floor with her feet, with her current weight, it sounder louder. Finally, she opened the door.

“Hi, here´s your pizza.” Said the delivery guy, who had a face that said “I know it´s late so I won´t get paid.” But that wouldn´t be the worst part.

“Hi? That´s it? No apologies?” she replied, mad at the lack of empathy from the man. The guy wasn´t short, but Rachel was at least an inch taller. And she seemed even taller given the fact that she was standing a step above the guy who was waiting at her entrance.

“Oh, yeah, I… I apologize for the delay, the traffic was…” he was interrupted half way thru.

“I DON´T care… just give me the pizza and that´s it, oh, and don´t expect any tip, me and my… we´ve been waiting for this for more than enough. Just hand me that.” She said taking the box off his hands.

But that wasn´t it. She was even more pissed by the way she could not refer to Nick. She wanted to say something else, rather than employee or friend. But she didn´t want to say anything. Not yet.

She just slammed-closed the door right on the guy´s nose and turned back at Nick, who was trying to sink himself as far as he could on the couch. He wanted to disappear. He felt really uncomfortable, and what he feared was that, as enraged as she was, she´ll bring back the fact that he broke the pot. Then, he´ll be the one in trouble.

“NICK!” she said, with a stern, still mad, tone.

“Y-yes…” he said, jumping off from the couch.

But she needed to cool down, she wasn´t mad at him. “Sorry, I didn´t mean to yell, lunch´s here, late, but it´s still warm.” She declared, walking towards the dining room.

She was kind enough to place a couple books over his chair and then serve him a slice of pizza. She smiled at him; reassuring things were alright. Then she sat on the other end of the table.

He was surprised by how little he could now eat. Before, he could´ve had three slices, easily. Now, he was one bite away from finishing the first and maybe last slice he´ll eat.

But Rachel didn´t have that issue. In fact, she was on her fifth slice now. It appeared that she wasn´t done. She was eating fast and, at some point, voraciously. As if she had a hunger that couldn´t be appealed.

He had no doubts now, she gained weight because of the way she ate, but why was she eating like this? They had eaten together before, and she didn´t seem to be eating in the same way.

This was only another way to prove how much bigger she is. The amount of food she eats is just another way to show him how huge she really is compared to him. Over twice his height, who knows how many more times his weight and able to eat several times more. He was mesmerized by her.

Nick was amazed, she ate the other seven slices of pizza that were left in the box. Before grabbing the last one, she asked him if he was full, and he nodded. He knew he shouldn´t say a thing about this new eating habits of her. He just stood there and waited for her to finish.

During the last half an hour, he had seen how she filled her cheeks with pizza and, after a little chewing, she swallowed the whole thing. It was weird but, the fact that she could eat so much more than him made him feel that she was superior. That she needed more food because, obviously, she was bigger.

He didn´t know what to say, or if he should say something. He stood there in silence as she finished eating. Rachel was now a big gal with a big appetite. Even if he was shrinking, it did seem that she did some growing too.

What´s more, the part of her that did the most growing were her boobs. She was too busy on her food to notice that he was peeping at her breasts. Luring at the round, firm flesh of her bosom. They seemed heavy, and he had already witnessed how smooth they were. But he wondered, deep inside, the next time he touched them, cause there will definitely be a next time. That time, will he be able to enjoy it?