Not So Average World - Chapter 27 (Patreon)

Chapter 27

Jason´s mouth went dry. His legs didn´t respond. He was standing before a giantess!

This woman was taller than Mrs. Braxton, by a noticeable amount, even if it´s hard for him to spot the actual difference.

A rush of fear invaded his body. Not even an apology, not a single sound came out of his mouth.

The woman was looking down at him, with a smile on her face. She knew he was terrified.

“You haven´t answered my question, mister.” She teased, driving her hands to her voluminous hips.

Her fingers sinking a bit over her thick flesh. Her smile, growing wider, and her eyes set on him like darts.

“I… I´m sorry.” He finally found the words. But they were a bit too low in volume.

“Hmm? What was that? Sorry, I can´t hear you?” The gigantic woman teased.

Who is this woman? Well, there´s a simple answer to that.

“Portia, can you please leave the guy alone? Gosh.” Mrs. Braxton´s voice came from behind him.

Apparently, this gigantic woman´s name was Portia. And as Mrs. Braxton comes closer, he can see quite the difference in size.

Ashley´s 9´6”, and Mrs. Braxton stands at 9’10”, making her four-inches taller. But this other woman, Portia, she looks more than four-inches taller.

Maybe it´s not by a lot, perhaps, this woman´s thickness could be the reason why she looks so much bigger. Next to Mrs. Braxton, this woman still looks huge.

What´s her height? She stands t 10´4”, a total of six-inches taller than his boss. But she´s certainly much thicker.

Comparing bodies, Portia´s curves are much thicker, wider, rounder. She´s just bigger. And not daring to admit it, but she´s much softer.

“What? He comes with you? Well, I should´ve guessed that. Wait! So you are the lady who made a scene at the entrance? Hahaha.” News run fast in places like this.

Jason was standing in the middle, between his gigantic boss, and this even bigger woman. Suddenly, the place felt cramped.

“Whatever. Can you at least stop teasing him?” Mrs. Braxton said, trying to dismiss this lady. It was clear she didn´t like her. And she had her reasons.

“Oh, but Ettie, you haven´t introduced me to your friend here. We should at least do so, right?” she immediately bent and introduced herself to Jason.

“Hi, as you heard, I´m Portia, Portia Armstrong. But you can call me Mrs. Armstrong. Unless you´d like to call me… goddess…” It was clear that Mrs. Armstrong was not as gentle as Ashley or Mrs. Braxton.

There´s an easy answer to why Mrs. Braxton hates Portia Armstrong. That´s because of the way she treats men.

Maybe Ashley does what she wants, but at least she has the decency to ask first. Not giving much details, but still, everything´s gentle. Tender, even. Ashley´s a sweet woman. But Portia…

She´s just toxic. Immediately claiming to be at the very top. Instantly showing him who´s the boss. To her, men are no more than just pawns, tools. Meant to provide for women.

And we don´t mean money. They are meant to satisfy a woman´s desires. And some are lustier than others…

“Just call her Mrs. Armstrong.” Mrs. Braxton said. “In case you´re wondering, I mean if you really want to know his name, he´s Jason. MY personal assistant.”

“Assistant? Ettie, did you finally hire a man as your assistant? Wow. Does he deliver work on time? I mean, is he capable of keeping up?” Mrs. Armstrong asked.

“He´s still in training. But he´s capable, I´m sure about that.” Mrs. Braxton said.

“Training? Mmmm, I know what you´ll do if you were on -my- training…” Mrs. Armstrong bit her lower lip.

“Enough. We gotta go.” Mrs. Braxton said, clearly not wanting to see this woman anymore.

“I wonder if he´s the special news you had… well, bye, bye Jason. I hope we can meet soon… really soon…” Her tone, the way she looks at him. Mrs. Armstrong is certainly a woman he doesn´t want to be alone with.

Mrs. Armstrong walked away, the enormous woman´s hips swaying heavily, her butt going from one side to the other. Her whole thick body walking away.

She had the biggest curves he´s seen. She was the biggest woman he´s met! And there was something about her, she had a certain aura, maybe it wasn´t her words only, but there was something about her that made him want to get away from her.

“Don´t get near her, ok?” Mrs. Braxton said.

“Huh?” he turned, he didn´t catch what she said as he was looking at the giantess walking away, wondering what his body feared from her.

“I said, I don´t want you near her, understood? Trust me.” Mrs. Braxton repeated. Only this once.

“S-sure, Ettie.” He replied.

Mrs. Braxton was already upset so she didn´t let this one slip. She frowned a bit at him. Bent over and said to his ear: “I´m “Mrs. Braxton”, and that´s the only way you´ll refer to me as we´re here. Understood? We´re not at my little office. No one can hear you calling me by my first name. Am I clear?” there was a certain seriousness on her tone.

“Understood, ma´am.” He said.

“Don´t worry, I´ll keep your little secret too.” Ashley, or Mrs. Park, interrupted as she sneaked into their conversation.

Mrs. Braxton grunted, frowned at Ashley and moved on.

Mrs. Braxton´s last instruction was simple. Not quite an order, and she wasn´t quite mad. She was just clarifying what she said earlier.

When they are alone, he can, and should, call her Ettie. But when they are out in public, mostly when they are surrounded by dozens of her equals, he shall refer to her by Mrs. Braxton. Showing her the respect she deserves, being professional, and educated.

He only missed that because his mind wasn´t focused. This new woman, Mrs. Armstrong, there´s something he doesn´t like about her. He can feel it in his spine. She´s not a gentle menace like Mrs. Park, there´s something else about her…

“So… Mrs. Braxton, what are we going to do now?” Jason asked to his towering boss.

“She´s going to get ready for her speech, and you and I are going to grab some… lunch. Have you eaten yet?” Mrs. Park said, cutting Mrs. Braxton off before she could say anything.

Mrs. Braxton frowned. “Nice try. Jason, you´re also forbidden from being alone with Mrs. Park.” She declared.

“Hey! You can´t forbid him things, who are you?” Mrs. Park complaint.

“His boss? Seriously, Ashley, you know that he´s alone here. Aside me, of course. I need you to help me, not to lure him into one of your traps!” Mrs. Braxton said.

“They are NOT traps. I just… like to show men the sweet side of a woman my size. Trust me, most have thanked me.” Mrs. Park declared.

“I don´t care about your success rate. He´s OUT of the limits, ok? That means, hands OFF him, ok?” Mrs. Braxton seems upset, not as mad as she did with Mrs. Armstrong. Which means, just how bad of a menace is that woman? For her to be friends with Mrs. Park, who´s clearly trying to tease and lure him, but for her to hate Mrs. Armstrong?

“Fine, I´ll behave.” Mrs. Park said.

“Oh, you must!” This means one thing for Jason. As long as he´s with Mrs. Braxton, he should be fine.

Which also means, is he in danger? And what if there´s another danger aside of the one he´s thinking of? Maybe, aside of being surrounded by, possibly, luscious giantesses, what if his boss is trying to keep him to herself?

Jason had such a strange feeling. As he walked between these amazonic women. As he made his way between these mature giantesses, he had some mixed feelings.

For once, they were sort of escorting him, he walked in between two gigantic guards. And, on the other side, he was walking between two, possibly dangerous, women.

What´s his actual purpose here? Why did Mrs. Braxton want him to come? Is there an actual purpose for him? Or is he here because… she´s got a purpose to him? Either way, he´ll find that out soon, soon enough? We´ll see…

“Ok, I need to meet a few people before the conference. Jason, do you mind staying with Mrs. Park? Are you comfortable being alone with her?” Mrs. Braxton asked.

“Oh, come on, Ettie, I´ll behave. You don´t have to worry about leaving your assistant with me. I´ll take good care of him.” Mrs. Park might be a 9´6”, mature woman, but why does it seem as if she was the irresponsible one?

“I think I´ll be fine.” Jason replied. Maybe this could be his chance on getting to know his boss, without actually speaking with her. Which could also lead to a few lies.

But Mrs. Park doesn´t seem like a liar. Although, she seems as if she wanted something, something from him… as long as he´s surrounded by other people, he´ll be fine, right? Maybe Mrs. Park´s not that dangerous… right?

“Ok, I´ll go. Still, I´m going to need you to be ready. I have my speech within two hours, and I´m going to need you to be there with me. On stage.” Mrs. Braxton said.

“What?!” So that´s why he´s there. Although, why? For real, why?

“You heard me, but don´t worry, you won´t have to say anything. Just stand by me.” Mrs. Braxton declared.

“Sounds as an easy job. Just wave and smile, haha.” Mrs. Park giggled.

“Relax, you´ll do fine.” Mrs. Braxton said, giving a step forward, about to leave, but she made a brief pause, “Now, Ashley, behave! I promised his girlfriend…”

“That you´ll take care of him, I know. Don´t worry.” Mrs. Park said.

All these things they say about keeping eyes on him. To look after him. He´s a grown man, that´s silly. Still, there´s true to those words. He´s a man, sure, the problem is that he´s surrounded by amazons!

And he´s in a place where he shouldn´t. Best case scenario, he gets kicked out. But what would be the worst one?

“You seem worried, dear. Are you anxious?” Mrs. Park said.

“Well… you know I… I had no idea I´d be on stage, you know…” he replied.

“I know, Ettie often forgets to give people some news. But don´t worry, she never means to hurt anyone, much less a cute guy like you.” Mrs. Park smiled at him.

“Thanks.” She seemed sincere, and kind, however…

“Now that she´s gone. You know, you don´t have to let her take control of what you can and cannot do. I´ve always liked her taste in men, now, would you like a taste… of me?” Maybe this is why she needs boundaries.

“I… you know, you´re pretty, a pretty woman but I… you did hear I´ve got a girlfriend, right?” He said, stepping back slowly.

“Oh, I know. But don´t worry, I won´t tell a thing.” His heart skipped a beat, and then, it sped up its pace.

Did Mrs. Braxton actually left him alone with her? What about the limits? Why is she so forward? She´s… looking at him with hungry eyes!

There´s nothing he can do against this woman. She´s a 9´6” giantess, and he´s just a 5´10” man.

Could he even call security? Is there anyone who can save him? His main option was to get back to Mrs. Braxton, the question is… where is she?

Jason turned around, but she was nowhere to be found. His boss had disappeared in a sea of women, women that look more like tall walls of feminine sensuality.

A part of his brain things that Mrs. Park is sexy, and that her boobs, her giant boobs are such a tease. But he´s got a girlfriend! He´s committed to her! He can´t allow something like this to happen!

“I… I think we… you know… we don´t have to…” he said, stepping back, trying to distance himself from her.

“Aww, but dear, you don´t even know what I want to do. Maybe you´ll like it. I promise, you´ve got nothing to worry about. Just let me explain.” An explanation? He doesn´t need that. All he needs is to get away from her!

One step, after the other, keeping his eyes on her. His eyes, on Mrs. Park, her smile, so dangerous!

Who knows what she has in mind. Whether he knows or not, he´s sure he won´t like it!

Jason had to get away, maybe speed up, yes! To rush! Get away! But, at the same time, he can´t be there alone. And he can´t certainly stay too close to her. Can he, maybe, escape her until Mrs. Braxton shows up again?

Not so clever, and at the same time, not too convenient. Still, he might want to keep his eyes on where he´s going, and not just to where he´s running from. To whom…

Suddenly, his feet met something, something big, and within a moment, he fell on his back.

“Ouch!” He said, certain only about his fall. That he tripped, the question is, with what did he trip? Or… whom?

“Ugh, look at this, Marie, someone let a man in.” A tall woman complaint.

“Maybe he sneaked in here.” The other, not so pleased lady, answered.

“Why? Why do men have to ruin things all the time. Hey, buddy, get up! Didn´t you see the sign there? No men allowed!” This woman´s voice said as he tried to stand.

“Maybe we should call security.” The other woman added.

Security? Is he going to get kicked out? For real!