The Reveries of Aaron Cooper, Chapter 21 (Patreon)

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Chapter 21“Eeeeeeiigghh!” yelled Aaron, as Neera playfully pinched one of his nipples. His body involuntarily spasmed, trying to get away from her, but even though she was crouched down next to the bubbling fountain, Neera had little trouble wrangling him, pulling him back towards her so that he was smushed right in between her enormous breasts. It was crazy – she was practically sitting down, and they were still the same height. Hadn’t he been breast-height to her when they had been standing next to each other a few minutes ago!?But Aaron didn’t have time to dwell on the impossibility of Neera’s apparent growth, because his right nipple was being mercilessly stimulated – Neera was pressing her massive, playful hand against his chest, holding him in place so that he had no hope of escape, as she teased his nipple with her long finger. Her palm was so big that it covered his whole chest, and, as Aaron looked down, he saw the innumerable golden rings on her huge fingers winking at him in the soft light of the lamps that surrounded the fountain. The forefinger that was teasing his nipple was going so fast that it became a blur, its rings becoming flashing streaks of gold that impishly mocked him. Aaron gaped, trying to say something, but no words came out. Neera’s stimulation felt intensely pleasurable, so much so that he was completely overwhelmed. He couldn’t even start processing the insanity of what he had just heard – that Neera had said that she lived IN the fountain – because he was being too intensely stimulated.“Oooooo you’re such a little sweetie when you squeal like that!” Neera giggled, apparently taking his noises (or lack thereof) as a sign that she should make her finger go even faster against his nipple.FlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipAaron felt his face turning ever-deeper shades of scarlet as he endured Neera’s relentless teasing. The deep, crushing squish of her boobs was making it difficult for him to breathe, and the blurred craziness of her finger was sending shockwaves of electricity through his little body. His cock had been hard ever since he had laid eyes on Neera as she furtively peered at him from around the tree, but now…he was as rock-hard as he had ever been, even with the combined efforts of Kristina, Cassie, and Courtney going at him.There was something about Neera. It wasn’t just her immense size, or that she had appeared to have grown from 7’0 to 8’0 in a matter of minutes. It wasn’t her strange, impishly humorous demeanor, or the fact that she had claimed to be AGES old, or even that she professed to live in the fountain. All of that could have just been attributable either to an error in his perception, or to Neera joking around…playing with him.But it was the WAY that she was touching him…the method of her stimulation…that was making Aaron feel that there had to be something supernatural going on. It was like Neera knew the precise methods of stimulation that would push him quickest to the edge, without quite shoving him over. If she had pinched his nipple with her two fingers, Aaron would have cum instantly…but she seemed to know that, and instead just kept up the crazy, blurred titillation of her finger against the very top of his hard nipple, keeping him on the verge of cumming as she stared down at him with those wide, profoundly beautiful eyes.FlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlip“You keep opening that cute little mouth, like you wanna say something,” she giggled down at him, “But nothing’s coming out! Why isn’t anything coming out, Aaron? Huh? Whyyyyy?”FlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipAaron was beginning to reach a point where he was starting to get afraid of passing out. His face was beet-red now, and lights were starting to pop in his vision. He grabbed at Neera’s stimulating hand, trying to push it away, but it was so comparatively big and strong that he felt like his most forceful, desperate efforts were making absolutely zero difference. If anything, she just held him to her harder, those huge, warm, soft breasts squishing him even deeper as the rest of her immense curves jiggled gaily around him, sucking him in, extinguishing any hope of escape. Her big, curious eyes continued to study him, drinking in the sight of his captive body, his trembling limbs, his frantic, silent face.FlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipFlipRight before Aaron passed out, Neera’s finger abruptly stopped, and she immediately started fanning his face with her giant hand, as the regular color quickly returned to his cheeks.“Whooooo wow, you looked like you needed a little break there!” she laughed down at Aaron, collapsing down into a sitting position against the fountain, cradling him in her arms, “I coulda just kept going and going and GOING, aaaaaaall night long, and never, ever gotten tired!”She bared her right hand over him like a claw, her long, strong fingers bent in an indication of attack as she wiggled them playfully over his chest.“P-Please…” Aaron managed to gasp out, holding up his hands, “Please don’t, Neera…”“Okaaaaay, if you say so,” she sighed, rolling her eyes playfully as her hand melted down into a warm caress over his chest. For another minute or so, Aaron just focused on catching his breath, and Neera seemed to understand that he needed a bit to recover. She just kept up her warm, soft touches, gently rubbing his chest, wrapping her hands around his upper arms and lightly squeezing, and lovingly scratching his back with her long, sharp nails. After another minute or two, Aaron had regained his breath and his wits, but his cock was still just as hard as it had been before. There was just nothing he could do about it. Neera was 9’0 tall now, and even curvier than she had been when he had first seen her. Everything about her just oozed this playful, youthful, mischievous sexual energy that radiated from her and seemed to set every atom in his body abuzz.“Neera…” Aaron ventured a couple minutes later, “Uhm…you…you said that you live…IN the fountain?”“Mhm!” she nodded brightly, cupping the back of his head in her hand and raising him up slightly, so that she could actually peer over her huge breasts, down into his face, “I’ve lived here my whole life!”“Your….uh, your whole life, huh?” Aaron asked, “And…how many years did you say that was?”“Oh goodness, I don’t even remember anymore!” laughed Neera, abruptly wrapping her hands around Aaron’s upper arms and setting him on his feet in front of her. It was incredible – even sitting down like she was, Neera was now a few inches taller than him as he stood before her.“You don’t remember?” Aaron persisted. He felt like he needed to get to the bottom of who…or WHAT…Neera actually was. “So…like you’re maybe thirty? Or fourty?”“Thirty or fourty!?” she burst out, spreading her huge, shapely arms wide, like she had just heard the most ridiculous thing in her life, “Whaaaat!? Aaron…now you’re just trying to be silly. You’re trying to make me laugh!”“I’m not! No, really!” Aaron exclaimed genuinely, shaking his head. “I…I really wanna know, Neera!”“You’re such a funny little guy!” she chuckled, putting her hands behind her head as she stretched her legs out in front of her. They were so long that they extended out on both sides of Aaron, and she wiggled her toes, which were nearly the same height as his knees. “Asking me questions that are impossible to answer…how old am I? I don’t know…how old is this fountain?”“I, uh…well that fountain was built at the same time as the park here,” Aaron replied, gesturing around to the rest of the park, which was now, like the fountain, bathing in the soft white light of the lampposts. The sun had fully set, and the stars were sprinkled out across the sky like sugar. “And this park was built like forty years ago, so that means you can’t be older than –”“Oh not THIS part of the fountain, silly!” Neera erupted with an incredulous laugh, slapping the white stone with her hand. Had she…cracked it!? Just from the force of her hand alone??“I mean THIS part!” she finished, reaching out and smacking the water, so that Aaron was splashed. He sputtered and coughed, blinking the water out of his eyes, before furrowing his brow in disbelief at the stunning amazon sitting before him, those big eyes of hers seeming to glitter like the water in the lamplight.“You…you’re asking me how old…the WATER in the fountain is?” Aaron asked uncertainly.“Well of COURSE!” Neera replied, flopping her hands in her lap like it was the most obvious thing in the world, “You asked how old I was…I mean, I don’t know…I’m as old as the water is!”“I…I don’t know how old the water is,” Aaron managed to say, feeling quite ridiculous as the words came out of his mouth. What was going on? How were they even talking about this!?“Exactly!” smiled Neera, nodding as she flipped her hands up on her knees, “Neither do I! I used to know, but that was long, long, ago…my memory is hazy…it comes and goes…it’s all one big crazy dream, Aaron! I have it every night, when I go to bed. I see strange images…the whole expanse of a green plain stretched out before me, dotted here and there with the darker green of trees, as wisps of puffy white run in and out of my mind…I see strange, dark, deep caverns, with huge rocks grown into fantastic, twisted shapes, as I slowly feel myself dripping down them.”“Dripping…down?” Aaron asked. The way Neera was speaking, it wasn’t really like she was recounting a dream. Instead, it sounded like she was describing a past life…or a series of past lives. Could this really be true? Or was she just insane?“Mhmmm,” nodded Neera, abruptly switching to the past tense, without realizing, as her eyes darkened into a deep blue, “Dripping down into deep, dark pools, where I sat quietly, for centuries…learning, or thinking very, very slowly, or…or something…at least until I see another image – the vast ocean, far darker and deeper than the cavern pools…and I sank slowly, slowly, down, down, downnnnn…until I could see nothing at all. My heartbeat slowed to a deep, ponderous drum that beat once a year. And there I lay, for thousands of years…until, slowly, bit by bit, it all began to change again. I remembered what light was again as it began to rise up again into my life. I felt myself rising, rising, until finally, out a sprang again, and joined the white laughing wisps high above the churning waters. And at some point…I tumbled down HERE! And that’s when I wake up!”“That’s…quite a dream!” Aaron remarked. It was so odd; while Neera had been describing her “dream,” her word choice, and the cadence of her sentences, had become much more contemplative, more measured, more…adult. But then as she described herself “waking up,” her impish playfulness had returned.“Yessss it is!” Neera giggled, clasping her hands together in front of her knees as she pulled them up against her torso, squishing her enormous breasts against her chest in the process, “And it’s so crazy, you know? I’ve been having that dream FOREVER, for as long as I can remember! Sometimes I even forget what’s real and what’s not. You ever feel like that, Aaron? You’re not sure whether your life is real…or that it’s just one big, long dream?”“I…uh, yes,” Aaron smiled, chuckling a little, “Yes, I actually feel like that…quite often.”“Oooohoohoo look at that little faaaaaace,” Neera cooed, those profound eyes flashing, “I can’t believe we just met tonight, Aaron! When you’re as old as I am, everything can blend together, from the past into the future with nothing in between. But having you here…it makes me so AWARE of the present. It makes me so HAPPY to be here with you!”“I-I’m happy to be here with…with you too!” Aaron smiled, experiencing the strange sensation that he was once again speaking to a kind of child-like entity, despite her immense size.“Mmmmm it makes me want to play around with you some more,” Neera hummed, “And TEASE you!”She clapped her huge hands together, making Aaron jump, and the next moment her colossal figure unfolded itself from its sitting position and rose up, up, up, so that she was standing before Aaron again. She absolutely towered over him; Aaron had to look slightly up to gawk at the vigorous curve of her thick hips. With her standing directly in front of him like this, he couldn’t even see her face. It was too high up, and her enormous breasts obscured his view, like a giant, arcing cliff high above his head. From Aaron’s perspective, he couldn’t have imagined anything sexier, anything more alluring, more impressive, more imposing. He was standing there before this…this fairy…this water goddess…this…whatever-she-was…and it didn’t feel like his cock could get any harder.But then Neera did something that proved him wrong. With the dripping tinkle of a giggle high up beyond her jutting breasts, she waltzed over to the other side to the fountain, right up next to the pair of immense pink platform heels that Aaron had seen before. She was far enough away from Aaron now that he could see her face, and so he could see the playful gleam in her eyes as she smirked down at him. The next moment, she had stepped into the platform heels, bending down with extraordinary balance and dexterity to buckle them up with one hand, before slowly, sensuously rising back up. Aaron gaped up at her as she sauntered back over to him, those huge, heavy pink platforms echoing out with a commanding CLOOMP-CLOOMP against the concrete pavement surrounding the fountain. When she was a few feet away, just before her face disappeared again behind her breasts, Neera stopped, putting her hand up to her open, surprised lips as she gasped out in delight.“I didn’t even think it was POSSIBLE for you to look even TINIER, Aaron!” she cried through her glittering fingers, “Oh my GOODNESS just LOOK at you down therrrrre!”“Y-Yeah!” Aaron breathed, staring straight ahead into the magnificent fleshy pillar of Neera’s thigh. “I’m, uhh…those heels…they, uhm…they suit you.”“Oh you really think so!?” Neera beamed from high above, “That’s so nice to hear, Aaron – sometimes my sisters like to make fun of me for my fashion choices.”“Your…sisters?” asked Aaron blankly.“Uh-huh, they say that I’m too flashy or fluid or….I don’t know, too showy, right?” Neera sighed, rolling her eyes and gesturing her hand dismissively. “Like I’m trying to, I don’t know, upstage them or something. They say I need to, like, grow up.”“Well I think you’re just…perfect the way you are,” Aaron replied truthfully. A cool breeze had kicked up, right as Neera bent down and lovingly swooped him up off his feet. The next thing Aaron knew, his entire face was engulfed in the warm, plush embrace of a kiss from Neera’s huge lips. She kissed him once, twice, three times…and the third time she kissed him, her lips lingered a bit longer, and quickly turned cool against his face. When Neera lowered him down and stood him on his own two feet, her hands, which had been warm before, had suddenly turned quite cold.“You are just the sweetest, CUTEST little thing I’ve ever met, Aaron!” Neera smiled down at him. Aaron felt his heart freeze as he stared up into her face. Those bright, gleaming eyes had suddenly turned black…black as night. It made her look even more beautiful, but scarier…and more fearsome.“I’m so happy you found me tonight,” she continued. Even her voice was changing. With each word it was becoming deeper, more gurgly…like her vocal cords were changing into water. “I’d want to play with you all night, but the moon…it’s about to rise on the horizon, and I must obey, must obey its silvery voice, must attune to its vibration, must go, must go…”She had stepped backward into the fountain, her huge pink heels glinting in the lamplight, and pointed up into the sky with a long finger. Aaron turned to look behind him, where she was pointing, and saw, against the star-studded night sky beyond the treeline, that a swell of silver light was beginning to glow on the horizon.“What, so you can’t be around when the moon rises?” Aaron asked, turning back around, but he found himself blinking at the gently-chattering fountain. Neera was nowhere to be seen. Alarmed, Aaron quickly scanned the park. There was no way that she could have just disappeared, or run away. He would have heard her, and anyway, he had only had his back turned for a couple seconds! But she was gone. Befuddled, Aaron walked up to the fountain and looked down into the water. For a second, he was sure that he saw the pink glimmer of a pair of heels, and two big, deep eyes blinking lusciously at him. The breeze kicked up again, and he felt the cool spray of the fountain against his face as a faint voice echoed in his ears: “Cutie…cutie…” before fading away into the night air.“Neera!?” Aaron called out into the fountain, his voice trembling. He felt silly, speaking down into the water like that, but far beyond any feeling of ridiculousness, he was experiencing a sudden, almost painful longing to be close to her again, to feel her touch, to look into those beautiful, teasing eyes. Without even thinking, Aaron reached down into the fountain, perhaps hoping to somehow grasp her again, but all he felt was the cold chill of the water against his skin. He kept his arms elbow-deep in the fountain for several long seconds, staring down into the clear depths, hoping, hoping…but no sign of her came. The fountain just continued quietly chattering away, with the breeze occasionally spritzing his face with a cooling hint of spray from the nearest bubbling column.After a minute, Aaron sighed out and withdrew his hands, shaking them before rubbing them on his pants to dry off. He looked all the way around the fountain, walking its perimeter several times, looking left and right, trying to find some sign, some vestige, some remnant of Neera’s presence. But he couldn’t find anything. There were no imprints of her bare feet in the grass like there had been before; there were none of her golden rings that she had left behind; there wasn’t even a lingering hint of roses in the air. Surely he hadn’t DREAMED all of that, right!? Surely she hadn’t been some crazy mirage??With a strange, aching heaviness in his heart, Aaron took one last look at the fountain, and then turned slowly away, walking down a pathway that led deeper into the park. His head was spinning, vibrating, reeling with the overpowering, luscious, unforgettable sensations of Neera’s presence, and, as he walked farther along the path, he was hardly even aware of where he was going. It was like he was wandering through a dream. The overhanging oak trees that lined the concrete path, the star-studded sky above, and the lamps that lit the way…they all looked perfectly ordinary, perfectly normal. And yet, Aaron couldn’t help but feel that there was a profound unreality to everything around him. It was like each thing he saw, smelled, heard, and felt, was “off” by the slightest hint of a percentage point, slightly tilted to the side, slightly shaded in a different way. It wasn’t even perceptible, but it had an effect on his brain.‘Where…where AM I, even!?’ Aaron thought to himself suddenly, pausing in the middle of the pathway. He had walked through this whole park before, but he had never recalled seeing the path curve off before him to the left, like it was now. In the midst of all his strange, fantastic, marvelous experiences, he had quite forgotten who was back in his apartment, and WHAT she was alone with.And then, suddenly, Aaron heard the sound of clanking metal. It was coming from beyond the curve in the path, deeper into the trees to the left. Feeling a bit scared, but also like he had no real choice in the matter, Aaron began following the noise, walking down the path as it curved left and down a slight slope into the thicker trees. The clanking metal sounds were getting louder, and Aaron noticed that they were rhythmic and heavy, like they were huge metal weights being lifted up and dropped back down on the ground. As he descended deeper into the trees, the concrete path narrowed, going from a fairly wide avenue to a smaller, more personal, more intimate path, until it became so narrow that only the 4’10 Aaron could have walked on it. All around him, the trees were huge and wide, tall and ancient, their gnarled, hardy roots intertwining with each other as their thick, knobby branches bowed slowly above his head in the light breeze, like they were all silently nodding at him.As he ventured in deeper, Aaron could feel his heart starting to beat faster. He was nervous, afraid, unsure of what he was going towards, but still, something propelled him forward. The trees themselves seemed to be gathered close around him, almost stifling in their hugeness, and yet still showing him the clear path forward. He rounded another bend in the narrow path, and then Aaron suddenly saw a series of lights up ahead, glowing in little twinkling winks through the thick, dark trees. A smell came wafting up to Aaron’s nose, something robust and profound – the smell of warm, rich earth, like there was a gigantic, freshly-dug hole in the ground nearby.CLANK…CLANK…CLANK…CLANK…The metal sounds were getting louder and heavier with each step Aaron took towards the lights, and he felt his insides seize up in anxiety and expectation. After a few more steps, he abruptly came out of the thick trees and found himself standing in a wide clearing, lit around in a circle, much like the fountain before, by the soft, glowing light of streetlamps. But instead of a fountain in the middle, there was an array of outdoor exercise equipment – a long line of dumbbells, going from 10 pounds all the way up to 120, chained in a neat row off to one side, an overhead press machine, an overhead pull, a rower, a bar for pull-ups and dips, and an enormous power rack with a barbell that could be loaded up with weights for bench press, squats, and deadlifts. Aaron had never seen any of this before; he hadn’t even known that such a spot in the park had ever existed.But Aaron only briefly registered all of these details in a quick flash, because his attention was completely swallowed up, not by WHAT he was seeing, but WHO. There, standing in the middle of the colossal power rack, with her back to him, stood an absolutely gargantuan woman, the tallest and biggest that he had ever seen. He had thought Neera had been huge, at 9’0, but this woman was even taller…and bigger. Whereas Neera had been astonishingly thick and lusciously curved, this woman was heavily-muscled, with her unbelievably thick and powerful build clearly displayed by the fact that she was only wearing a black sports bra and a skin-tight pair of athletic-wear shorts. Like Neera, she was barefoot.Aaron gaped, his mouth literally dropping open. She was in the middle of a set of deadlifts, and it looked like there had to be about 1,000 pounds loaded up on the bar. He saw her huge, powerful arms, her thick, mighty thighs, and her immense back all flex and un-flex as she lifted and lowered the weight. It was unbelievable how muscular she was, and yet, she didn’t look monstrous or grotesque. Despite her incredible size, she still managed to look thoroughly feminine, an ultimate testament to the potential of the female form. Her fiery red hair was tied up in a ponytail that bounced and trembled with her efforts, and, drawing a bit closer, Aaron saw that her smooth, immaculate skin was shining with sweat in the lamplight.CLANKKKThe woman finished her last rep, lowering the barbell down to the earth in one final, controlled motion, and straightened up to her full height, mopping her brow with a massive hand. Unlike Neera, her nails were short…designed for activity and sturdiness. Aaron was about 15 feet away from her now, and he suddenly stopped approaching, growing afraid of this woman as she stood with her back to him. He hadn’t realized that she was even huger than he had first thought – his eyes were even with the top of her knees, and it was obvious that her calf alone…her bicep…maybe even her forearm…was thicker than his entire torso. The rich scent of warm, freshly-dug earth was more powerful than ever, and, glancing sideways, Aaron felt his breath catch in his chest. There, to his left, was a gigantic hole in the earth, heaped all around with rich loam that was steaming silently in the soft lamplight.The immense woman suddenly turned around, mopping her brow, as her fiery-red ponytail bounced and flipped to the side. Aaron froze. Her face was astonishingly beautiful, but different from Neera’s – it was more serious, more contemplative, more grounded, but no less gorgeous. Her eyes were dark and deep, though with striking red pupils right in the middle that matched the color of her hair…and they were looking straight down at Aaron. Her full lips gave no hint of an expression.Aaron had no idea how long this woman stood there, staring down at him, but it felt like an eternity. He realized, with a flood of embarrassment, that he was still rock-hard. It didn’t seem like it was possible to exist in such a presence without his body responding this way. The woman tilted her head to the side, fetching a white towel from the waistband of her shorts.“Seems like you’ve just met my sister,” she spoke, in a voice that was even deeper than Neera’s, measured, stoic, and profoundly beautiful, “I’m Avani – come here little boy…let me dry you off. You’re soaking wet.”