The Brat, Chapter 15 (Patreon)

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Chapter 15Eloise couldn’t believe how slowly Asher was walking up to her. The way his legs moved…so uncertain…like he was being careful. Sure, he was still smiling at her, but there was something else behind that smile too, some kind of anxiety or something. It made her feel almost crazy for a second – like somehow SHE was the one who had a problem. But of course, it only took Eloise a second to remember that she didn’t have ANY problems, and any weirdness around her certainly wasn’t HER fault. This was why she had left her house for a bit, just to escape it!And now that she was here at Asher’s place, all of a sudden he was doing it all over again: acting weird. She felt herself getting angry. She hadn’t come here for her boyfriend to tiptoe around her like all the servants...or even like Daddy had started to. She had come there to HANG OUT with him, to CUDDLE!And so (she was pretty proud of herself for not losing it), instead of letting her anger get the better of her, she reached her arm out when Asher was close enough, wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, and literally just pulled him into her. She couldn’t help but laugh a little as she heard his feet dragging along the floor. He was just so light! But now she had him, wrapped up in a warm, soft, jiggly embrace, right between her tits.“THAT’S better!” she sighed out to him, rocking gently back and forth in a kind of “maternal” way, even though she knew it was just self-soothing for herself, “There, Asher, doesn’t that feel good? Isn’t this better than whatever you were doing before?”Asher had been worried as they had made their way through the basement up to the main level of his apartment. The walls shook as Eloise came in, and when she stood all the way up on her knees, he watched nervously as she tapped against the ceiling with her huge fingers, laughing, before sitting her huge ass down with such force. He didn’t have a lot of pictures hanging on his walls, but the ones that were there were definitely not as straight as they had been before Eloise sat down.And now there she was, her long, powerful body stretched out on his floor, her head propped up on her hand, and she was coaxing him over. But it was just so surreal. The space she took up…Asher’s whole living room was basically filled with...well…HER. He approached her slowly, totally overwhelmed by her size, which seemed to be augmented and enhanced by the fact that she was squeezed into this “normal” space. How tall was she again!? Over 11’6?? It was all so insane…so INSANE. Asher stopped in his tracks, the sudden clarity of the situation hitting him. She shouldn’t be here. No way. This was all just…just…a big mistake. But then, suddenly –“W-Woah!”Asher let out a yelp as Eloise’s giant hand grabbed his neck and then, quite abruptly, there he was: pushed up against her massive chest, squished between two enormous tits. She held him in her arms with such ease, her breath pressing her breasts against him in a steady rhythm. They were so big now. Her hand on his back held him up and her hand down at her waist fully cupped him...it was almost like she was holding his legs in place. A 6’0 man being cradled like this…it was absolutely nuts.“It’s fine, Eloise…” Asher managed to say, “Does...does your dad know where you are right now?”Eloise ignored his question for a few long seconds, and instead just kept on squeezing her tits and gently letting go, squeezing and gently letting go. She loved the way Asher’s little body felt against them. It was like he was her very own living, breathing stuffed animal. She had already gotten tired of that doll that Daddy had given her...what’s-her-name...but she could NEVER get tired of Asher. It was just so much fun holding him like this, feeling her big hands against his little frame, watching how each breath she took made his whole body move. Oh god, it was just so adorable! And whenever he tried to move or wiggle away a bit, she just held him that much firmer, wordlessly reminding him that this was cuddle time, because she said so.“Yeah he knows,” she replied airily, “So what? I’m a big girl, right? I can go where I want. He can’t tell me where to be. And none of the servants or doctors can either. I wanted to come here, so I came here.”Eloise realized, only after she had finished speaking, that she had been squeezing Asher maybe a bit too hard, since his face had gotten pretty red all of a sudden, and so she relaxed her grip, petting his back as she hummed deeply to him, one of those nice little bedtime tunes. She wasn’t really sure why…she just wanted to feel cozy.“Anyway, why are you worried about him?” she added, her voice adopting a deep, soothing weight that was simultaneously impressive and alarming, “Just focus on being the perfect cuddle bear for me...mmmmm, that’s it…you’re doing a good job.”From Asher’s perspective, the petting had seemed to get rougher as Eloise continued on with her story and reassurances...and then came the grip. It was so tight that he had almost said something, but that was when she seemed to notice and let go, and he could breathe again. Her eyes seemed to shift as she spoke. Cuddle bear? It wasn’t odd...well it was...but it wasn’t so much the fact she had said it, but the way she had enunciated. Her voice carried this strange, almost frightening depth to it, like she was addressing him from a higher position, a position where she saw him as some kind of accoutrement or doll. But then again, maybe he was just rattled, and making too much of this in his head. That look in her eyes, though…Asher didn’t know what to say, but he had to admit that the warm, cushiony crush of her breasts pushing against him wasn’t exactly the worst sensation in the world.“Okay, well…as long as everything’s fine,” he replied, trying his best to sound casual, before hearing a little rumble sound out beneath him. She had told him that she wasn’t hungry, but the way her stomach growled implied otherwise.“How about cuddle bear gets Big Mama a snack?” Asher asked playfully, knowing how quickly her mood could change. He felt uncomfortable and intimidated by her embrace, despite its obvious upsides. Escaping her grip would let him breathe a little easier, both literally and figuratively.Eloise didn’t let him go immediately. She held him there for another minute or two, not saying anything, just gently rocking back and forth with him in her arms, her big tits squished around opposite sides of his head. She just couldn’t get enough of this feeling – the feeling of her body totally encompassing him. It was so comforting to her, so cute, so adorable, so...hot!? Lol why was she feeling aroused all of a sudden, cuddling her boyfriend? Something about just having him there as hers...all HERS...and being able to make his arms and legs go where she wanted them to go.Still not saying anything, she reached down and wrapped her hand around Asher’s wrist, eeeeeasily going all the way around, and then just lifted his arm up and down, up and down, for no reason other than to enjoy the fact that she could. And then she did the same thing to his leg. Eloise actually started giggling as she manipulated his body, just a girl having fun! She felt him inhale, like he was going to repeat his question, and she quickly inhaled herself, making her tits really big as they squished even more on both sides of his face, preventing him from talking. This was all so funny! Grinning, she waited for him to try and speak again, and then she inhaled again, stopping his attempts in their tracks once more. Only after another minute of this did she finally get tired of it and sigh out, staring up at the ceiling.“All right, yeah sure,” she said casually, gesturing towards the kitchen, “Go get me something…”She felt kind of sad all of a sudden, like they had been pulled back from their fun because of her stupid rumbling stomach. And the worst part was that Asher was right. She WAS hungry. VERY hungry. She let him go, and tried to cheer herself up by reaching out and smacking him on the ass.“Mmmmm and I love that you called me Big Mama,” she laughed, “More of that! Now hurry up, before I start eating you!” And, sitting up, she opened her mouth wide and went “AAaaaaaahhhhhh!” playfully. Asher just stood there, looking a bit stunned. Eloise closed her mouth and arched her eyebrow at him inquiringly. What was his deal!?When she had slapped Asher’s ass, her hand had propelled him forward, almost making him trip. He knew that she had only meant it as a kind of “love tap,” but the reality was far more dramatic.“Of course, babe,” he smiled, gathering himself and turning around to see that gaping maw of hers open, with her tongue out. It was almost scary. He could easily have put his whole hand in there. How long would it be until…until she could fit more than just his hand!? He tried to quit thinking about it as he went to the kitchen, but it was difficult not to be nervous. Asher knew how Eloise behaved when her servants had only given her “scraps” last time she was hungry, but, looking through his fridge and pantry, the problem was that he didn’t have much to give her. He scraped together all that he could...but then felt the kitchen start to shake, and he looked up to see an enormous hand grip around the top of the door frame. Then Eloise’s head ducked in under the frame, as the rest of her body came squeezing through the opening, on her knees. It was impossible for Asher not to gape. The mini-giantess she had become was starting to fill the whole room.“Uh, al-almost ready!” Asher said quickly.Eloise had planned on just sitting there in his living room, waiting for him to whip up whatever it was he had planned, but after less than a minute, she was like, ‘Nah, fuck that!’ She didn’t have a ton of patience anytime, but especially when she was hungry. And on top of that, she was just feeling kind of peppy or chipper or something. She didn’t really understand. She was cozy there cuddling with Asher one minute, and then she was suddenly aroused, then she was sad, and now she was sort of...what, excited?‘Heh, who knows why I’m having all these weird mood swings,’ she thought to herself, getting up on her knees as she turned to face the kitchen, ‘I just know it’s not my fault...probably some of the strange drug shit that those doctors were giving me to “stem the wave,” or whatever the fuck that means. All I know is they better not be trying to KEEP me from growing.’She reminded herself to actually ask about that next time they tried to make her take those pills. And she’d be sure to get short, basic, unhelpful answers out of them, like always. In any case, Eloise was starting to get a little more comfortable in Asher’s “tiny-ass apartment,” and she slowly came around the corner on her knees and ducked her head into the kitchen, loving how, even if she turned slightly sideways, her shoulders didn’t even fit in through the doorway. But if she went COMPLETELY sideways, then they did fit, and she managed to squeeze herself into the kitchen as Asher watched. Something sure smelled good.But just then, right as she pulled her hips through the doorway, it happened again: that same sharp, intense pain. This time it radiated down from the base of her neck to her lower spine, almost like lightning or fire. Eloise couldn’t help it – she opened her mouth as her hand shot behind her back. She may have knocked over a couple shelves or something, since there was a ton of stuff all strewn across the floor all of a sudden, but she wasn’t really worried about that right now. Her back...the pain was awful...but almost as soon as it had come, it seemed to melt away into her hips, ass, and upper thighs, leaving her buzzing with that same warm, tingly feeling.After that initial few seconds of horrible pain, it actually felt nice now. Eloise heard a couple drops of something against the hard kitchen floor, and she looked down to see that there were actually beads of sweat dripping down from her forehead! She laughed and brought her hand up to her brow, wiping it, and then when that didn’t seem to help, she glanced over at the kitchen table, which was covered by a white tablecloth.“Sorry Asher, but...I think I need this,” she chuckled, whisking the tablecloth off with one swoop of her hand as she brought it up to her face, wiping it off. “Don’t really know why I’m sweating so much all of a sudden. That was...whoooo...yeah another spurt there. Guess that’s why I’m sweating bullets now. Jesus, I’m, like, burning up, heh...oh....oh shit, are you serious!? Are my pants split in the back?? I think I can feel it. Here, tell me if you can see…”She pivoted around from her crouched position, and this time she noticed that every time she moved, all the stuff in Asher’s kitchen was rattling and shaking around. God, these little-people rooms were ridiculous. She felt like she could literally just pulverize everything in there if she wanted to: the fridge, the oven, everything. It was sorta fun to be in here with Asher, but she was already starting to miss the huge open rooms of her own house. She wondered how big that spurt had been, since her clothes, which had already been tight before, felt a LOT tighter now. Her tits were actually squished up out of her bra. Yes, it was kind of annoying, since it was so tight. But, she had to admit, it was also a bit hilarious too. She figured that she must look like some gigantic bimbo now.Asher had been about to tell Elise to be careful as she came barging in, shaking the room, but then he heard another sound...literally like her bones were cracking. He saw that her shirt was tightening, and her pants tearing slightly. The way that she winced and then sharply inhaled…it went straight to Asher’s heart, and he quickly stepped toward her, feeling so sorry for her, and yet powerless to help her.“It’s okay, babe, it’s okay,” he said reassuringly, holding up his hands, “Just…just breath, okay?”But then, almost as abruptly as it had begun, the pain seemed to cease, and Eloise flashed a grin and swiped up the table cloth to mop her sweating brow. His brain was doing backflips, trying to process what it was seeing. Had she just asked him a question? Before he could even process what was happening, the kitchen table was pushed to the side a bit as her legs banged into it, and a loud crack sounded out. Asher blinked as one of his chairs just splintered into pieces. Eloise had casually tried to prop her leg up against it as she cooled herself off, and the wood hadn’t been able to withstand the weight, even though her movements had been casual.“Okay, okay, Big Mama’s gotta go to the other room…” Asher said quickly, inwardly beginning to panic. At least the living room was a good deal bigger than the kitchen; what would happen if she had another growth spurt right now!? Without thinking, and acting purely on panicked instinct, he started to push, leaning his hands up against her back, as he was slightly under eye-level with her shoulders, even with her standing up on her knees like this. His efforts accomplished nothing. He may as well have been trying to move a tree.Eloise was crouched down slightly on her knees, huffing out loud after it had become clear that she had actually torn her pants. She had literally just gotten those a few days ago! And they had been loose on her hips and ass then! This kind of shit was seriously starting to piss her off.‘I mean, don’t these big fancy name brands make clothes with fabric that STRETCHES!?’ she thought, very annoyed. But she couldn’t get too upset, because, in this position, with Asher behind her, she suddenly realized that she could do something fun. The pain was gone, and her body was tingling with that warm familiar, post-spurt buzz. Why not have a little laugh? She suddenly leaned forward, collapsed down onto all fours, and quickly started backing up, shuffling on her hands and knees while she stuck her ass up high in the air into his chest. She was forcing Asher to stumble backwards into the wall, and there was nothing he could do to stem the force and tide of her momentum.BOOOOM!The next moment she had him pinned against the wall with her huge ass, which she wiggled playfully as she glanced back at him over her shoulder. It was ridiculous how much bigger and wider her ass was than his torso – she absolutely loved it. But what Eloise noticed most were the cracks in the wall that splintered out from where she had him pinned. She had literally made Asher crack his own wall!“Oooopsie,” she giggled, sticking her tongue into the side of her cheek as she smirked at him, wiggling her ass some more for good measure as the cracks in the wall widened, “Don’t worry, Asher, Daddy’ll pay for it.”