Not So Average World - Chapter 19 (Patreon)

Chapter 19

This was Jason´s very first day as an assistant. A personal assistant. Which is sort of fun. He never really stopped to think on what life would bring to him.

All he knew was that he needed a job, he wanted a couple, and a happy life. But the ways to get those, well… those were uncertain. Some of them should come along the path. After all, there´s a couple things life grants you, right?

And some others, you must look for them. Not everything´s granted after all…

Now, if you asked him if he ever thought he´d be the personal assistant of a giantess? Well… maybe he could´ve seen this one coming.

Could he say he ever consider it as a life goal? No. But he must admit that, even if it seems sort of hard…

“How´s everything going, honey? Information´s clear? Texts aren´t wordy? Is everything well explained?” Mrs. Braxton asked, checking on him like a big, sweet mentor.

“Oh, everything´s great! This… this doesn´t seem that hard, you know… I thought it´ll be harder, heh.” How can things seem hard when she´s so kind hearted? Sweet, attentive, if only all women were like her…

She giggled. “Hard? And why would it be hard? You´ve got potential, I know. That´s why I picked you…” She believes in him.

It´s nice to know someone´s got hopes on you. That someone will give you a chance. The thing is… why?

Jason´s genuinely concerned. Mrs. Braxton seems like a very sweet lady. The thing is, what if this is just a façade? A lie? What if she wants him to keep his guard down so that he doesn´t see it coming when her true colors come to life?

He´s unsure as to what she´ll do. Maybe he´s just paranoid. But, what if he´s not?

Mrs. Braxton. The tallest woman at the whole building. The woman with the highest position, the highest power around. So tall, imposing, and her figure was no exception to that.

Legs as thick as tree trunks, so long and fleshy. Her thighs were so plump, so firm, a tease to the eye for those who like big, thick ladies. Her hips were wide, sensuously wide. She was a thick woman, a sexy woman.

Her waist was thin, in comparison to the rest of her large body. And, on top, her breasts were massive. With a tight fit around them, filling up her blouse, probably over-filling her bra. A huge pair of melons. Alluring boobs.

Most will find it hard to work next to such a statuesque woman. All of his life, at least his work life, he´s been sitting at the same room, alone. Maybe she was right, he was confined to a lonely, forgotten corner of the building. And that meant he had little to no interaction with others.

But now, he´ll work side to side with a giantess. Will that be a distraction?

Jason was not one to lust at giantesses. Sure, in time, when Nataly gets to that point, maybe he´ll start to like her. But not right now. At the moment, he mainly looks at them with respect.

Part of him worried he might get crushed if he does or says the wrong thing. Always treating taller ladies with respect.

This is a big shot for him. He cannot screw this one up. He doesn´t know when another one will come. In fact, he doesn´t even know if another one will come.

He´s lucky Mrs. Braxton took him under her wing. Promised to be his mentor. The question is, how far will he get?

Even if he stays here for the rest of his days, until retirement, he´s certain it´s better than anything else he ever thought about.

“Time for a break!” Mrs. Braxton said, with a cheerful tone.

“A… break? But… it´s been less than an hour. I… I thought breaks were every two hours or so…” he stated.

“Oh, nonsense. That might´ve been before. But not anymore. Now, you´re under MY rules. And I´ve seen you working hard to learn your new tools. Now, time to take a break and meditate about what you´ve learned. It´s of no use if you just fill up your mind with information without actually thinking what all that is, right?” She said.

“I… I guess.” He said.

“Oh, trust me, I know what I´m talking about. Now, would you like a cookie? I have a few packed on my purse.” She said.

Jason smiled, she sounds like an old lady with that offer, but he´ll accept them. “I´d love to have one.” He smiled.

“Great! Let me just…” Mrs. Braxton pulled her purse, and from it, she pulled a huge box, filled to the brim with cookies.

“Wow…” he said. He thought he´ll have a small pack, with about six or so cookies. But she had a whole badge? That must be like three or even four pounds of cookies!

She giggled. “What? You´ve never seen a lady with cookies on her purse?” she asked.

“No, it´s just… I wasn´t expecting a… I thought it´ll be five or six cookies, you know…” he would never say that´s a ton of cookies. He won´t insinuate, or give any hint, that it´s a lot of food. That can come with some consequences.

“I know, it´s a lot! But, I found this recipe, and ever since I tried it, I just… I can´t have just one or two, you know. They are VERY addictive. I should leave them, between you and me, I´m getting quite… chunky.” She´s been baking more than she should, and that, even for such a big lady, has some weight consequences.

“Oh, but… you look. I mean, you don´t look chunky. You´re… you don´t seem to be overweight, you know…” was it wise to say so? Maybe he should avoid talking about her weight. At all.

“Aww, you´re so sweet. Thank you, honey. But trust me, I´ve put on a few. But most of it, it´s gone all the way to my hips. Oh, and my butt. I should be careful, before I grow this massive butt!” He swallowed.

Such thick thighs, such a big, juicy butt. If she´s gaining weight, it´s all going to the right places. And nothing else.

“Here, have one.” She offered.

Jason decided not to add anything else to the conversation. What else could he say? That she has a nice body? He cannot tell that to his new boss. He´ll just grab a cookie and remain quiet.

He took one, straight from the big topper, they smelled delicious. Buttery, vanilla-like. Sweet, warm.

And the taste, the perfect consistency, together with the perfect flavor. Not too sweet, chewy. And so, so tasty.

“Mmmm, wow!” He said as he chewed.

“You liked them?” She asked.

“Like them? They are amazing! I… you made these?” hopefully, that doesn´t sound as if he doesn´t think she can cook.

“I did! Believe it or not, your new boss is quite skillful at the kitchen. If you like, I can share the recipe with you.”

“If you don´t mind, Mrs. Braxton. I´d love to have it.” Maybe Nataly can bake a batch of these. They are amazing!

She was smiling, but then, she frowned. Rolled her eyes a little, and then, she turned back at him, with a bit of a mischievous look on her face.

Hasn´t she warned him already not to call her “Mrs. Braxton”?

“I´m glad you liked them. You know, I wasn´t sure about this batch…” she started as he so happily went over the cookie.

“They are perfect! Why would there be something wrong?” he asked.

“Well… I went out of milk, so… I used a bit of mine.” She said, hoping he´ll understand what she means.

Jason wasn´t sure, no milk but she still used hers? He made a pause while chewing, and then he turned at her, a little concerned. “What do you mean by…?”

“You know. There was no milk on the gallon, so I had to use my milk.” She said, looking at him in the eye.

“And,” he swallowed, “when you say “your” milk, you mean…?”

“Milk coming from my breasts, of course. But I bet that makes them creamier, right?”

Jason blush, his heart skipped a beat. He turned at the cookie, then at her, and then back at the cookie. Was he eating cookies made with breast milk?!

Mrs. Braxton enjoyed how he freaked out, but she wasn´t going to let him go for too long. “I´m kidding!” She admitted, right before he spilled anything. “They are made with regular milk.” She stated.

“Then… then why did you? Why would you…?” Why would she lie to him? That´s so rude!

“Well, I remember being specific when I told someone in particular that there´s no need to call me “Mrs. Braxton” when we´re alone at the office. Jason, I just gave you one of my cookies. And you still treat me like a stranger? That´s rude, dear.”

“I… I´m sorry.” Maybe it´ll be better not to say anything else. Besides, she did told him he was supposed to call her Ettie. Even if it doesn´t sound correct.

But it was better than making her angry by using her last name. Had she felt alienated? He wasn´t rude! Just correct. But she doesn’t seem to like that.

“Don´t worry, just make sure not to make the same mistake again, ok dear? And please, don´t be scared of the cookies, I´ll keep the box open in case you want more.” So sweet, and at the same time, she just fooled him.

Mrs. Braxton seems to be a kind boss, but if he makes a mistake, she doesn´t seem very happy about it. Maybe it´ll be for the best to appeal to her nice side.

He went back to work shortly after. Still, he couldn´t help but to get an image. A mental image of his boss, pumping milk out of her enormous breasts. He quivered, why was he thinking on that!

She put a mental picture in his mind! And that wasn´t nice! A light tease was better than a written warning, but still, why was he picturing those humongous breasts dripping?

“No! Stop!” he screamed internally. He cannot think of his boss that way. No way!

However, he can´t help a new idea. Was she that kind of lady? The kind that likes to tease? She could´ve just warn him again, but she did not. Instead, she went on and made a fool out of him, just to teach him a lesson.

Fine, lesson learned. He won´t fall on the same mistake again.

Now, the question is, how will things be further on? As time goes on, will he get to know her better?