Reus Village, Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Hey guys! I'm really excited to be returning to this commissioned story! I've attached the first 3 chapters in a pdf at the bottom on this post, since it's been a while since I posted the first two chapters on here and ya'll will probably need a refresher about what's happening in the story. Enjoy! <3

Chapter 3An hour later, Lauren’s head was spinning as she made her way across the manicured gravel path from the Welcome Center to her dormitory, the Lavender Compound, where she was to meet her new roommates. Under her arm she carried a large, packaged bundle of new clothes and linens, given to her by the Reus staff, which would serve as her bedsheets and temporary outfits, while the village tailor made her new clothes later on that week. The pleasant welcome attendant, Marjorie, a cute middle-aged woman with long black hair, had smiled apologetically right after Lauren had been officially weighed and measured for her clothing.“I know this will sound crazy to you,” Marjorie had chuckled to a befuddled Lauren, “But at 10’2, 519 pounds, you’re quite small, according to Reus standards, and I’m afraid these clothes are the smallest we can offer you for the next few days.”“That’s…uh…that’s fine,” was all Lauren had managed to say, blinking as Marjorie struggled to hand her the large bundle of clothes and bedsheets. It was insane – Marjorie was just as tiny as Gail, no taller than 5’8, and yet there she was, sitting across from Lauren at her desk, cheerily chatting away like Lauren was some kind of dwarf. But already, Lauren was beginning to understand the mindset of the people in this…this sanctuary. Throughout the past hour, she had been treated with the utmost respect by all the people who had processed her: all the doctors who had measured her and interviewed her about her condition, all the employees who had asked about her dietary and lodging preferences, and all the others – the accountants, the law enforcement, even the janitor – who had crossed paths with her, giving her friendly smiles and welcoming salutations. But none of them, not one, had looked a bit intimidated by Lauren’s size. If anything, the Reus employees had looked at her a bit curiously, like they were eying her because she was so small, rather than because she was twice their size.‘They’re used to seeing all the others,’ Lauren thought to herself, adjusting her torn black tights and tight red dress in her chair as her orientation at the Welcome Center wrapped up. ‘Like those two giantesses I saw walking down the sidewalks a little while ago…that’s the norm here, not me…’Everything seemed to confirm this. Even the chair she was sitting in was oversized compared to her, so much so that Lauren couldn’t even lay her hands on the armrests without feeling absurd. And her feet, hanging down from the chair, swung freely in the air – her legs weren’t even long enough for her feet to graze the floor.“Well alright then!” Marjorie smiled, bringing her hands together as she stared up at Lauren from across her (normal-sized) desk. “I think that about covers it, Lauren. We’ve got all your measurements, your vitals, your dietary info, and we’ve got you set up with your first psychotherapy session with Dr. Lamont here next week, along with the preliminary blood tests…but it’s our policy here not to thrust you straight into all that stuff right away, you know? We want to make sure that you have a good week to get your bearings, meet your roommates, and just…you know, get comfortable.”“Uh, thanks,” Lauren nodded, swinging her feet a little in her chair. There was no question about it; in the midst of all this flurry of activity around her orientation, she was beginning to get very nervous. Because the end of the orientation meant that she was going to her new compound to meet…what were their names again?“Anything else you’d like to ask me?” Marjorie inquired, “Before I cut you loose?”“I…actually yeah, what were their names again?” Lauren asked, holding her bundle of clothes and linens tight to her chest, almost like an oversized teddy bear. “My roommates?”“Michelle and Jennifer,” Marjorie replied, “And right now they’re the only other residents in the Lavender Compound, so the three of you have the whole big place to yourselves. And I know they’re both excited to meet you!”“Oh so…uh, so they know I’m coming?” Lauren asked uncertainly.“They sure do,” grinned Marjorie. “They’ve known for a few weeks that we’ve had our eye on you, and I think they were both rooting for you to come here. Not that they get lonely, with our warm community here, of course, but I think they were just tired of being the runts of the pack!”Marjorie gave another one of her pleasant laughs, throwing her head back briefly before looking back to Lauren a bit more seriously.“Not that you should feel like a “runt” here, of course, Lauren,” she added, “But I think you’ll…mhm, I think you’ll learn very soon just what the size scales are like here.”“Yeah, that’s what Gail was telling me,” Lauren answered, before adding, feeling almost childlike in her curiosity, “So how tall are Michelle and Jennifer again?”“Well let’s see…” Marjorie hummed, consulting a laminated document from a pile on her desk, “According to last week’s measurements…they get updated each week, see…Jennifer is 17 feet tall…oh no, wait…haha, sorry, actually she’s not quite 17 feet – she claims that she is so often that sometimes I forget that she’s just stretching her numbers, because, see, she wants to keep getting taller. Jennifer’s “only”16’8, haha…she’s the tallest of the two, but her growth has slowed considerably over the past few months, to the point where it’s essentially ceased. Michelle is 14 feet, one inch, but she’s still growing…rapidly, heheh…seems like she’s averaging almost half a foot per month since the start of the year…and, haha, oh Michelle! She’s a riot. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love them both, and Jennifer is soooo much fun to be around, but Michelle kind of, I don’t know…owns the room, right? She’s hilarious – they’re both hilarious, actually…Jennifer hates being so much smaller than everyone, and wants to keep growing, so obviously she’s been a little bummed out that her growth has slowed down.”“And Jennifer is…16’8?” asked Lauren, still trying to wrap her head around everything, “And she hates being…smaller than almost everyone!?”“It’ll take some time,” chuckled Marjorie, rising up out of her chair and coming around the side of her desk, “But you’ll get used to it here, Lauren. I know it all sounds crazy to you right now. Which is why the best course of action is just to move into your new place, meet Michelle and Jennifer, and let them help you through the process of adjusting to life here.”The 5’7 woman stared up at Lauren, the top of her head even with the swerve of Lauren’s hips, and extended her hand straight up. Lauren blinked and slowly reached down, her huge hand wrapping around Marjorie’s. She felt the welcome attendant squeeze her hand for all it was worth, beaming a big, genuine smile straight up at her as they shook hands.“We’re thrilled to have you here, Lauren,” Marjorie declared, her words shot through with firm, unadulterated genuineness, “Not everyone who has this condition wants to stay here, but, as I’m sure Gail mentioned to you, those who do choose to reside here have their lives transformed…to the point where no one has ever left once they’ve come here.”“Yeah, I…she did tell me that, yes,” Lauren nodded.“Welcome to your new life!” Marjorie exclaimed happily, shaking her hand one last time before letting go. “You can follow the signs, but the Lavender Compound is just to the right of this building when you exit the back way, down the gravel path. You can’t miss it.”Now, a couple minutes later, Lauren found herself crunching down the gravel path, towards her new home. All the details of the previous hour were swirling around in her mind, but right now, there was only one thing at the forefront of her thoughts: Jennifer and Michelle. What were they going to be like? She’d find out very soon…in a matter of minutes, in fact. Her stomach was full of butterflies as she rounded a bend (after noticing huge footprints in the gravel, almost twice the size of her own feet) and saw, there on a slightly raised hill, the Lavender Compound. True to its name, it was painted an attractive deep lavender, and looked absolutely enormous to Lauren, taller than a 6-story building, though only apparently having two discernable floors. The entire compound was ringed around with a massive covered porch, and, as she ascended the enormous steps (having to step with both feet on each step since they were so big), she saw that there were two gigantic rocking chairs close to the front door, one of them about 16 feet tall, and the other around 12 feet, both of them reaching well above the top of Lauren’s head. And then she saw, in a kind of surreal moment, a third rocking chair right in between them, much, much smaller…not quite as small as a normal rocking chair, but certainly too small for Lauren. She registered if she had been about 2 feet shorter, it would have been the perfect size for her.‘Well…’ she thought, swallowing nervously as she stood there in front of the huge, imposing front door (which was a deep shade of red), with the bundle under her arm, ‘Here I am…I guess…’Her heart was hammering away in her chest, and, for a split second, she seriously considered whether or not she could actually do this, whether or not this was something she actually wanted. But almost immediately, images flashes through her mind of her cramped apartment, all the destroyed furniture…and, even more than all that, the scared, confused, perplexed, and sometimes even angry faces of all the “ordinary” people that she passed by in the street, staring at her, whispering about her, laughing at her, jeering her, running away from her…no, there was no question – she couldn’t go back to all that, back to the “normal” world. This place was where she belonged, even though she was so, so nervous right now.‘Come on,’ she thought to herself, staring up at the door. ‘Just knock…you can’t stand here forever…just knock…’And, taking a deep breath, she reached up and knocked on the door, not overdoing it but making sure it was loud enough to be heard inside. Immediately, she felt a deep vibration rumble through her feet, as the wooden beams of the porch trembled and shook. There was a tremendous commotion coming from behind the door, the sound of heavy, thumping feet, and the excited, deep, feminine exclamation of a voice from behind the door, something that sounded to Lauren like “She’s here!” before being shushed by another voice. The next thing Lauren knew, the door flew open and there, standing in titanic majesty, were two young women, each of them with big smiles on their faces as they stared down at her excitedly with wide eyes. One of them, a pretty woman with long black hair, was much taller than the other, and Lauren gulped as she saw that she was staring slightly UP at this woman’s belly button, which was visible in between her skin-tight black jeans and blood-red crop top. The other young woman, who had short-cut blond hair and big, gorgeous green eyes, was clearly much shorter than the black-haired woman, but to Lauren, she was still absolutely enormous; the top of Lauren’s head only came up to the lower part of her large breasts, which pressed up against a tight white t-shirt, complimenting a tight pair of blue jean shorts that showed off her long, elegant, strong-looking legs. Both women were curvy, the “shorter” blond even more so, and Lauren, in an ironic reversal of what she was used to, took a timid step backward.“You’re Lauren!?” asked the blond excitedly, stepping forward and extending out both arms towards her.“Y-Yeah…” Lauren stammered, feeling dwarfed in every sense by these two women. Gail had been completely right – nothing could have prepared her for being around people this size. It wasn’t just their bodies that were imposing and massive: it was their voices too. And even though the blond was speaking in a “normal” voice, Lauren could literally feel the deep powerful sound waves coursing through her body.“Oh my god look at youuuuu!” the blond laughed warmly, and the next moment, catching Lauren totally off-guard, the giant woman leaned down, wrapped her huge arms around Lauren’s body, and whisked her up off her feet, engulfing her in a warm, tight embrace.“We’re so happy you’re here!” the blond smiled, twisting left and right so that Lauren’s dangling feet knocked into each other like she was a rag doll, “They just told us this morning that you were coming, and we were sooo excited!”“Geez, Michelle, ease up,” chuckled the taller woman. “Can’t you see she hates being picked up?”It was definitely true that a feeling of embarrassment, and maybe even light humiliation, had passed over Lauren when it became clear just how thoroughly she could be manhandled. But there was also something else that was tickling her brain, something that dealt with a kind of forbidden enjoyment of being so effortlessly dominated, and especially by someone as gorgeous and huge as this blond girl. Lauren felt her clit twinge again, but she tried to ignore it as she pushed that taboo sense of pleasure out of her brain.“Sorrrry, sorry!” laughed the blond, setting Lauren back down on her feet before rising high up above her again, putting her hands on her thick hips. “I just couldn’t help myself – my name’s Michelle, obviously…and this is Jennifer.”“Hi there,” Jennifer said pleasantly, waving a gigantic manicured hand down at Lauren, who registered that Jennifer had on black nail polish, while Michelle was wearing an intriguing white nail polish that bared out into sharp, clawlike points. Both women looked intensely, immaculately feminine, though in different ways; Jennifer was dark and mysterious, very pretty and almost goth-like in her aesthetic, while Michelle was almost like a ray of sunshine, bright and effulgent, and intimidatingly beautiful.“N-Nice…nice to meet you guys,” Lauren managed to say, feeling increasingly ridiculous as she stood there with her bundle under her arm.“Come on, come inside!” Michelle exclaimed, reaching down and taking Lauren’s hand in her own, which wrapped around Lauren’s and hid it completely. “We’ll show you around!”The three women walked back into the big house, with Jennifer shutting the door behind them. Lauren’s lips parted in amazement as she beheld the interior, which was even larger than she expected. The whole ground floor was open and got very good sunlight, so that it was easy for Lauren to look around and marvel at everything. A fully-fitted kitchen was over to her right, with a dining room table under a colossal chandelier straight ahead, and a living room, complete with two gigantic armchairs and the biggest sofa Lauren had ever seen, to her left. The whole interior had a kind of “cabin” aesthetic, with homey, quaint-looking, wood-carved beams on the ceiling, and warmly-stained wood walls all around. But despite the modest aesthetic, it was immediately clear to Lauren that a lot of money had gone into this place – everything was exceedingly well-made, and obviously of the highest quality. The air inside was fresh and fragrant, and Lauren detected a touch of sandalwood in the air.“So you had a good journey?” Michelle asked, letting go of Laren’s hand as she stood close to the kitchen. “We heard that you were coming in from the big city.”“Uh…yeah, yeah it was a nice ride,” Lauren said blankly, still not quite wrapping her mind around the fact that she was talking to 14 and 17-foot-tall giantesses. “I, uh…I actually dozed a little in the car, I think.”“Heh, of course you did,” chuckled Jennifer, “With Gail driving, she can put anyone to sleep…” And here, both women snickered. “Just kidding, we love Gail,” Jennifer added quickly. “I bet she kind of freaked you out at first, though, huh?”“I…yeah, she did, actually,” Lauren smiled, beginning to relax a little. “Showing up at my apartment like she did, knowing my name and everything…”“Uh-huh,” nodded Michelle, “That’s Gail alright. She sure loves giving all us Biggies a jolt, doesn’t she?”“But that’s why she’s perfect for the job,” noted Jennifer, “Because, I mean, it IS a jolt, isn’t it? The reality of our situation? She doesn’t try and sugarcoat it.”“Mhm, yeah, that’s why, uhm…” Lauren nodded, still getting her bearings in the conversation, “That’s how she convinced me to come here. I guess I just, like…appreciated her honesty and straightforwardness.”The two huge women nodded down at Lauren, smiling at her, and even though it was obvious that they were happy to see her and eager to get to know her better, Lauren felt suddenly overwhelmed by the intensity of their eyes on her. She just wasn’t used to being scrutinized by people this huge.“I…I’m sorry,” she blurted out, “But…heh, I’m still…uh…I’m still kind of in a daze about all this, and n-now I’m meeting you guys and…”“It’s a lot, isn’t it?” chuckled Jennifer appreciatively.“WE’RE a lot,” laughed Michelle, spreading her arms out, making Lauren’s eyes pop because of how wide her reach was on both sides. “Heh, trust me, Lauren, we totally understand how you’re feeling right now. We’ve all been there…every one of us.” She paused, putting her hand up to her chin as she reconsidered. “Except, well…probably not – ” she began.“Nancy and Greg,” Jennifer finished, completing her sentence. “And Nicole and Kayley, obviously.”Lauren’s ears perked up. She had heard those names before; Gail had mentioned them during the car ride.“Oh yeah!” she spoke up, eager to try and show them that she could carry on a normal conversation, “Gail, I think, mentioned them.”“Yeah, Nancy and Greg founded this place,” Jennifer explained, “What was it, fifteen years ago? A while back…anyway, yeah them and their two daughters, Nicole and Kayley…haha, they haven’t really experienced Reus quite the same way that we did when we came here.”“Because they were born here,” Michelle continued, “But all the rest of us…yuuup, we all had to go through what you’re going through now. That kind of surreal disbelief, like you’re wondering if all of this is actually real, or if you’re just in the middle of a very weird dream. Trust me, Lauren, there’s no point in trying to hide it – I can see it in your eyes!”Lauren felt herself blushing, smiling up at Michelle despite her embarrassment. It was clear that the both giantesses had good energy, and Lauren already found herself a bit entranced by Michelle’s looks…just…those big green eyes…and the way her face seemed to light up when she smiled…and the way her clothes tightly hugged her curves…actually, on BOTH women…The 10’2 “midget” in the room felt herself starting to get aroused again. Something about just looking at her roommates’ clothes, and how it fit their huge bodies tightly, just kind of hit home to Lauren how gigantic these women actually were. She suddenly found herself thinking about what it would be like if she put on Michelle’s tight white top…or if she tried to step into Jennifer’s tight black jeans – she would look absolutely ridiculous! The sheer absurdity of that mental image was actually what was arousing her right now. It was that “size stuff” again…and, fearing that she would too obviously telegraph her arousal, she pushed it back down into her mind, determined not to fixate on it.“Well come on,” Jennifer said, clapping her hands together, “Let’s show you around real quick – here’s the kitchen, where Michelle and I like to make lots of yummy midnight snacks, haha…the food here is great, though, and all provided for at the dining hall. But we like making some stuff ourselves, just because we, you know…have the time!”“Wait, wait!” Michelle exclaimed, cutting Jennifer off right before she was about to move to the dining room, “We should have Lauren change out of her old clothes first! No offense, girl, but that dress is looking like it’s on its last legs…”“Heheh, uh, yeah,” chuckled Lauren, glancing down at her outfit, lifting up her right leg. “And these tights too…they fit perfectly last week, but now…”“Totally useless,” smiled Michelle knowingly. “Uh-huh, that sounds familiar…” – and here she glanced slyly up at Jennifer – “To some of us, anyway.”“Hey!” Jennifer exclaimed, miming offense as she folded her arms across her chest, “You don’t have to rub it in, okay?”“She’s basically stopped growing this past year,” chuckled Michelle in an aside to Lauren, “And she hates it because she loves being big and wanted to get even bigger, but…oh well, you know? We can’t always get what we want!”“Sorry, um, are you two having a conversation down there?” asked Jennifer, jokingly bending down and putting a huge black-manicured hand to her ear. “I couldn’t quite make out what you were saying, since you’re sooooo far down there.”“Aha you can say that now,” laughed Michelle, sticking her chin up at Jennifer and thrusting her chest out proudly. “But I’m growing at 6 inches every three weeks, and maybe even faster, soooo…yeah, watch out big girl. I’m comin’ for you!”Lauren had to giggle a little as she watched her two new friends square up with each other, with the top of Michelle’s head only shoulder-height to the much-taller Jennifer. It was clear that the two of them enjoyed playing around and teasing each other, and Lauren found herself longing to somehow fit into that dynamic.“How fast are you growing?” Michelle asked suddenly, turning to Lauren as she and Jennifer both looked inquiringly down at the newcomer.“Uh…I think about, uhm…two inches a month,” she replied, hoping that her answer wouldn’t disappoint them. Michelle and Jennifer both nodded thoughtfully.“Hmmm, okay, okay,” Michelle hummed. “About standard, especially for an entry-level height…even though you’re tiiiiny, even by that comparison.”“I…well maybe I’m tiny compared to you,” Lauren retorted, feeling a humorous instinct to push back against Michelle, “But compared to everyone else, I –”“Oh god, you think you’re little compared to ME!?” burst out Michelle, making eye contact with Jennifer as they both laughed. “Just wait until you meet Greg and Nancy tomorrow…and their daughters!? Wowwwwww, yeah I can’t wait to see your face then!”“When she meets Nicole?” chuckled Jennifer, shaking her head. “Haha oh boy…Lauren, you’re in for quite the shock. I’m glad that you got to meet us first, to kind of ease you into it, haha!”Michelle sauntered over to Lauren, putting her hands on her hips as she peered over her big breasts at the “little” woman. Lauren felt the sudden pressure of arousal again, but she again pushed it down into her mind, preferring to stand there as tall as she could, humorously defiant under Michelle’s dominant pose.“I’m 14’1, you know…” Michelle intoned, “And right now, to you, I look absolutely huge…yes?”Lauren blinked and nodded, figuring that it would be a little silly to try and pretend otherwise.“Well, now if you double my height, Lauren,” continued Michelle impressively, “And then stack YOURSELF on TOP of all that…THAT’S how tall Nicole is.”Lauren’s eyes went wide and she just stood there, her mouth slightly open, trying to imagine what that kind of size would look like.“I don’t even come up to her hips,” Michelle laughed, her breasts bouncing over Lauren’s head. “But that’s gonna change…because I’m getting bigger and bigger and –”“Yeah, yeah, we know,” Jennifer sighed, rolling her eyes. “But yeah, Lauren, just to put it into perspective, even I don’t come up to her hips, so…yeah…you’ll see what we mean at dinner tomorrow.”“Tomorrow?” Lauren asked nervously.“Oh yeah, we’re all getting together for a big meal at Nancy and Greg’s place tomorrow,” Michelle replied, gesturing for Lauren to follow her and Jennifer to the living room. “Your welcome dinner at Reus!”“W-Welcome dinner!?” stammered Lauren, “For me?!“Of course!” laughed Michelle, plopping herself down on the sofa (which still looked slightly too big for her, the way the pillows almost swallowed her, and the way that her feet barely grazed the floor below). “We only get a handful of newcomers every year, so it’s always a big celebration when it happens!”“Don’t be too nervous,” said Jennifer kindly, as she lowered herself down into one of the armchairs (which seemed to fit her size perfectly). “You won’t have to give a speech or anything.”“Yeah, all you gotta do is eat bucket-tons of food!” laughed Michelle. “Speaking of which…those clothes…let’s get them off! I’m starting to hurt just looking at how your poor little body is squeezed into that little dress.”“Uh-huh, it’s pretty tight,” chuckled Lauren. “Uhm, so, okay, where’s the bathroom?”“The bathroom?!” giggled Michelle, “Oh come on, girl, we don’t stand on ceremony here – we’re your new roommates, not the morality police! Just change in front of us – we don’t care!”“Michelle, but…maybe she cares,” Jennifer offered gently, before looking back at Lauren and smiling. “Do whatever you want – the bathroom’s down the hall there.”“I…okay, haha…I’ll just change here,” Lauren laughed, feeling a mixture of excitement and self-consciousness as she peeled off her red dress and tore off her shredded black tights. It certainly felt good to get all that off her body, and just standing there in the living room, naked in front of her new friends, Lauren felt a strange new sense of liberation as she took a deep breath.“There we go,” Michelle nodded. “God, I bet that felt good.”“Yeah, it…it sure did,” said Lauren, before digging into her bundle, setting her linens aside, and holding up her white panties, a big pair of jeans, and a white t-shirt.“Marjorie in the office said these were the smallest they had right now,” Lauren said, “But…that, they’d still be too big.”“Go on, try em’ on,” encouraged Michelle. “I’m sure they’ll feel a LOT better than that tight dress, in any case.”“Oh totally,” agreed Lauren, “And I’m sure these will be fine for a week or so until they can have some new clothes made for me that will…uhh…that’ll…oh…damn…!”She had trailed off in the middle of her sentence because of what had just happened…or, more specifically, because of how the new clothes looked on her. She had stepped into the panties, which of course were supposed to be skin-tight, and they were so loose on her that they actually slipped back down her legs into a crumpled heap at her feet. Staring up at Michelle, Lauren blinked incredulously…and it seemed like Michelle’s big green eyes flashed with a kind of humorous mischief. In that moment, Lauren understood that Michelle was enjoying this.“Hah, juuust a little on the big side,” Jennifer chuckled. “Maybe try that shirt on?”Lauren did, and a moment later was standing there in front of them, with the shirt hanging loosely on her body, going all the way down past her waist, to the middle of her thighs.“Wowww…” Michelle giggled, putting her white-clawed hand up to her mouth. “Lauren…this is adorable…you’re soooooo small!”