Hi... Neighbor - Chapter 43 (Patreon)

Hello everyone! This will be the first update of the month of June!

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Chapter 43

Lillian woke up, very early in the morning. 5:00 am. She had no idea at what time Colin usually wakes up.

He had a job so, he must be up before 7:00, how much before that? No idea. So she just got ahead of him, by two hours.

The truth is, Colin won´t wake up before 6:00 or 6:30. Number 1, he worked out to exhaustion. Number 2, he had sex after being spent, that´s a lot of extra effort. And Number 3, he drank a full glass of milk, special milk. Which makes him extra tired.

Well, more like, forces his body to rest more in order to recover and readjust his size.

He´s lucky he only had one glass, and that Lillian´s milk seems to be losing a bit of power.

“Ok…” Lillian said as she stretched the measuring tape next to Colin´s stretched body. He was sleeping tight as the amazon checked on his “progress”.

“Let´s see, Colin. According to my tape, you are… six-foot… even. Well, that´s not much of a difference, right?” to her he seems the same, but she´s not sure if the milk stopped shrinking.

Besides, she´s a JUMBO-sized lady. At eight-feet-tall, an inch is not exactly something she´ll notice. Much less from a man who´s two whole feet shorter than her.

“Ok, let´s see…” Lillian said as she put the tape away and pull out her phone. She wrote:

Colin Day 2

“He woke up an inch shorter than yesterday. After drinking one glass of milk.”

Measure: 6´

This was interesting to her. She can´t be sure yet, but it seems that a glass will shrink him down by an inch. Now, should she try feeding him one more glass, or maybe two, to see if he goes down by two inches this time.

She had her hypothesis, now she needed to test it.

However, will it be a good idea? Last night was fun, sexy-fun. She can´t believe how hot he got her. The touch of a man, even if he was smaller than her, he was still a man, flesh and bone.

What´s more, he´s acquainting her house. Passing by every morning. Will she risk shrinking down her newly found lover? Colin´s got the hots for her, at least she thinks so. Why would she shrink him down so fast? She may as well… keep him close for a while.

Still, she´s got something else to do. Test the milk so that Jonathan can come back with her. This is so messed up. She wants to keep Colin, and at the same time, bring Jonathan back with her…

“What to do, Lillian, what to do?” Giving Colin more milk will mean shrinking him more, and she can´t risk losing such a good lover. On the other hand, She wants to have Jonathan back with her. And for that, she needs to test the milk.

But, in the end, doesn´t the shrinking effect depend on her? It´s something only time will tell. Not for testing it more, means she´ll get faster results.

“Ugh,” she let herself fall and sat on the edge of her bed. The whole thing creaked, and Colin bounced on the other side. As well as her curves and breasts. Lillian was a fleshy amazon.

She sat there for a while. Sitting, bent, with her hands supporting her chin as her elbows were resting on her knees. What to do? She was wondering what her next step will be.

Lillian turned at Colin, who was still deeply asleep. Maybe… this doesn´t have to be a daily thing. Not the sex, that would be great. But the milk test. How about… a weekly thing?

That seemed nice. That way, she can have him around for much longer…

On the other side of town. Jonathan was waking up, on a different bed. Next to Melissa. Being a 1’2” man means everything´s bigger. But that also means… everything´s bigger…

He didn´t have much to do nowadays, when he wasn´t working, he was sleeping. Which means, he split his sleeping time into four. Sleeping only four hours at night. And taking three one-hour naps. He didn´t need more than seven hours of sleep a day.

Now, he was enjoying one of the perks of not sleeping much at night.

Next to him, Melissa, the 6´6” amazon was still sleeping. He never wasted a chance to look at her every now and then. She was huge, over five times his size. Plus, she was sexy!

Her growth spurt doted her with wide hips, a big, round butt, and thick thigs. All keeping a narrow waist. But, on top of that, her boobs were HUGE! They were proportionally bigger on her, now, how will they look for him?

The answer, insanely big! Bigger than his head? For sure! Heavier than him? At least they seem so.

Jonathan watched Melissa´s luscious body. She had thrown the sheets away in her sleep. As big as she was, she was producing more heat, which means, she doesn´t get cold at night. So, there was more of her to see.

Right now, she was sleeping sideways, turning her back at him. He could see her bare lower-back underneath that tight shirt she wore, beneath, a pair of deep-purple, tight shorts. Her butt was bubbly, and her thighs thick. He was amazed by the thickness of her legs; each thigh was much thicker than his chest.

The size of Melissa never fails to amaze him.

He watched her back for a while, but he wanted to see her front.

He got up, and slowly made his way over there. Careful not to trip with her tree-trunk-like legs. He didn´t want her to ask what was he doing walking in bed. Sneaking over. He was a guest; it may be kind of rude to be caught staring.

He weighted practically nothing, so she didn´t felt a thing. He passed her legs and then sneaked over to see her succulent mounds of feminine flesh.

He laid in front of her, slowly, trying not to make a sound. And then, there they were. Her big, top-stretching, bra-breaking, boobs! They seemed bigger than he remembers. Softer. And with that top, they appear to be spilling out of her blouse.

She was wearing a tank top. One that stretched enough, but didn´t really covered enough. But what´s to cover? What´s to hide? She´s only using it to sleep, and who cares if Jonathan see´s her? It´s fine for her.

And, of course, it was fine for him. Having a giantess who seems to be thirty-feet-tall walking around the house barely dressed? He didn´t have a complaint about it.

And much less now that he´s looking at the deep, long line of cleavage. Her boobs are just so… alluring. He wants to be buried in them, smothered with them, to get lost between her big, perfect breasts.

It appears that, Lillian´s milk has the ability to grow women. Which got him thinking the other day.

Why couldn´t she grew herself instead of shrinking him? If she made herself gigantic, she could´ve done anything she wanted. Even force anyone to play her game. No need to trap them as she did with him. But that´s in the past now.

Right now, his only care are those huge orbs of boob-flesh in front of him. Right on Melissa´s chest. So tender, so soft… should he…?

He wanted to touch them. She was asleep, and she doesn´t wake up before 6:30 so… he still had like thirty more minutes or so…

Jonathan´s heart was pounding inside his chest. He could listen to his heart beat as he stretched his arm, as his hand got closer and closer to Melissa´s breast.

He knows it will feel big, huge, soft. But he wants to touch it. It´s been a while since he had some real action. He… needs this. Besides, she won´t notice.

He was almost there, his hand less than an inch from her soft skin. He was paying close attention to her snoring. Her breathing. She can´t wake up.

Half an inch… a quarter… and then… there, his hand had landed.

Jonathan´s hand was now over her massive breast, her inflated breast, her fleshy, hot, sexy breast. He couldn´t believe it! And she was still asleep so… what about using both hands?

Without thinking much, he put both hands on her tit, a single one was more than enough. He toyed with it for a while. Massaging her breast, rubbing it, feeling it. Running his fingers over her vast flesh.

She was huge, she was hot, and… maybe this wasn´t right. Is he really playing with her boob while she´s asleep? Is that something to be proud of? Maybe not. Well, of course not.

Melissa was his friend, she was kind. Not a girl who´s boob he can squeeze while she´s asleep.

“But the feeling… I guess that´s not quite an excuse, is it?” he was a bit ashamed. Once more, he was not thinking with his brain, but his balls.

He let go… however, she moved.

She was asleep, but that doesn´t mean she doesn´t subconsciously feel his hands over her tit. While she dreamt, she felt something, and what did her body do? How did her body respond?

Her arms moved, fast, he had nowhere to go. Before he could sneak out, her arms were already wrapped around him. And hugging him, righter and tighter. Pinning him right between those breasts he so wanted to touch. Well, now he´s being smothered with them, isn´t that what he wanted?

He could breathe, so he took things easy. Still, he was pinned between a huge pair of tits. And Melissa was so strong, he couldn´t even move.

“Ok… maybe I deserve this…” but, is this a reward, or a punishment?

In one hand, he can´t move, on the other, does he want to move?

Melissa was dreaming of something… but she can´t quite picture what it is. There seems to be a room, but it´s floating in the outer space? Or, maybe not THE space, but a space. An empty space. But that´s not quite important. At 6:27, she woke up, a little before her alarm.

She stretched her arm, with her eyes still closed, and reached for her phone on the night´s table next to her bed. She slowly, hardly open her eyes, and yes, it was not 6:30 yes, but the time was soon to come.

She took the chance to turn off her alarm before it buzzed and dropped the phone next to her, driving her hand back to her teddy bear… wait, teddy bear? She doesn´t have one? So… a pillow then?

“What?” she said, followed by a yawn, as she looked down over her bosom.

She blinked, spotting Jonathan, with her arms wrapped around him, pinning him right over her boobs. He turned up to her, he could feel she was moving, but she wasn´t letting go.

Both made eye contact for a second or two, before he spoke first. “Uhm… good morning?” Will she get mad?

“Well, hello there…” she said, not completely sure why she was hugging him? Had she grabbed him while sleeping? She didn´t crush him, right?! “Jonathan, are you ok?” she kindly asked, making sure his ribs were not broken.

Who knows how many times heavier she is to him. She didn´t roll over him, right? It could be as if a whale landed on him. But comparing herself with a whale was not a pleasant picture.

“Yes… I´m ok.” He replied, wondering why she hadn´t let go.

“Hehe, did you hug me first? Or, did I sleep-hug you?” She wouldn´t get mad, she was nice. And kind.

“Well… uhm… you sleep-hugged me.” He replied.

“I see, so… do you mind? Because, I´m really comfortable. Would you mind staying like this for, let´s say, five more minutes?” She´s not lying, she´s still sleepy, plus, he does feel like a teddy.

“Sure, no problem.” Her boobs over him for another five minutes? He will survive.

Maybe he wasn´t getting any sex with Melissa. Mostly because she was concerned, she´ll crush him. But a nice, morning cuddle, he´ll take that.

At 6:35, she rose from bed and started working on breakfast. Four eggs for her, a toast and a glass of milk, plus a cup of coffee… she´s big enough to eat all that and still feel hungry. And for him a single egg, with a tiny cup of coffee.

The size contrast amongst them never stops surprising him. She´s colossal. Her legs are a little over three times long than he is tall!

He has to be careful around the house, even if she steps on his foot, that will definitely hurt.

But things have been working out pretty well over the last few weeks. She´s attentive, supportive, and caring. And he really needs all that.

If she wasn´t there to help him, he would´ve fallen in despair a long time ago. Probably living inside a fridge´s house, in some dumpster. All out of being depressed for all he´s lost. Even if the main lost is his height, it comes with more than just inches.

Now, he won´t admit it, but he´s kind of dependent on someone else. To cook, to clean, to facilitate him things that were whatever errands before. Things are not quite as he would want them, but it is what it is.

“Same?” he asked as Melissa measured him.

“Same, you´re still 1´2”, I don´t think the effects of this milk will vanish soon. And why would she want that?

Yes, he´s a shrunken man, but she´s an amazon! A tall, pretty, and imposing lady. She measured herself only to see herself still at the 6´6” mark on the wall. Nice.

He´s sad about what happened to him, and so is she. But that doesn´t mean she feels the same way about herself. She´s a muse! And she knows he likes her new body. Taller, curvier, a complete bombshell!

He liked living with Melissa. She didn´t forced him to like Lillian did. She didn´t trick him so that he was confined to her place. Melissa was nice, in fact, he wanted to be with her.

She rescued him from the claws of his old neighbor. The woman who turned him into this. The woman who changed his life, for worse!

Melissa´s nice, she´s sweet, she´s his savior; and he´s grateful for that. Even if Lillian was the one who called her, even if she let him go, Melissa was there for him. To support him, to give him shelter.

No one´s certain if this is permanent, but he knows that, as long as he´s with Melissa, he´s safe.

Still, there´s sometimes, when he´s alone, that he wonders for how long this will last?

Part of him feels bad that he can´t contribute much to their new relationship. Yes, he´s still producing money, and he offered to pay for certain services, as a way to give back for everything she´s done. But she rejected his money.

She said she doesn´t need it. She kindly explained him that there´s no need. She´s more than happy to have him as a guest. No matter for how long.

That didn´t made him feel much better. Yes, he felt welcomed, but part of him feels as if he´s living at her expenses.

She may be ok with that, but he´s not. He wants to be helpful, and right now, he´s not feeling that way.

On top of that, he´s worried. Deep inside he´s worried that the milk she drank has another effect on her. So far, there´s no other side effect, other than her growth, but… what if there was?

Jonathan was sleeping, but not so tight. As always, he was laying next to Melissa. But he was not getting much of a rest right now…

A nightmare, he was moving from one side to the other over the bed. And what was he dreaming about…?

He was just standing there, in the living room. Melissa´s living room. And he was waiting for her. He´s not sure why, he just seemed to have the need to be there.

The room was the same. The couch behind him, a sofa on his side. The carpet, a plant (plastic one) on the corner. And, in front of him, the big, wooden, front door. Everything was normal, but not for long…

Suddenly, the floor began to tremble. The room turned darker. And, at the distance, he felt as if he could listen the sound of heavy steps. Loud, heavy steps coming closer.

*stomp* *stomp* *STOMP*

The sound stopped, right in front of the door. And then, the door knob turned! She slammed opened the door; Melissa was home!

The same Melissa, 6´6”, sexy. But there was something else… something on the chest area.

She had this look in her eyes, she didn´t said a word, she just slammed-open the door and entered with these big, red, desperate eyes. She seemed to scan the room, looking from one side to the other fast. She was looking for something, or was it… someone?

She turned down, at him! And when she spotted him, she smiled, wickedly.

What was on her chest? Nothing but a pair of big, wide spots. Wet spots of milk! She was so wet that she was already leaking. Drops of milk falling in the floor, one by one. The drops echoing in every corner of the room.

What was going on? He had no idea. But he was certain about one thing, he didn´t want to find out.

“YOU!” she said. Making him tremble.

And after that, she just ripped off her blouse. And then removed her bra in a second. He didn´t even saw it when she did, but he was sure she had to do so.

Before him, a desperate, mean and horrifying Melissa was standing. With her bare torso and her impossibly large and hard nipples pointing at him.

By now, the drops had become streams, streams of milk that were falling on the floor. A puddle of milk had already formed beneath her. Now, what is she going to do? He had an idea…

She sprinted and reached out for him. He begged her not to, but that fell of deaf ears. In a second, his mouth was open, right over her huge nipple. The milk was flowing inside him fast. And the worst part was, he was shrinking!

He knew it, Melissa was infected! Her milk was shrinking him. He could see her, expanding, and her nipple was growing inside his mouth.

He reached a foot, then ten inches, then six, five, four, three, two…

“NOOOOO!” He woke up, in bed. Next to Melissa. A nightmare, it was just a nightmare…

He panicked. It felt so real. Another giant woman shrinking him with the milk that flows from her breasts. That was terrifying. Plus, he was shrinking into nothing, he practically vanished!

But things were not like that. It was just a dream. A Nightmare, actually. A vivid, horrible nightmare.

“What´s the matter, Jonathan?” Melissa said, waking up at what was now 3:12 am.

He turned at her, afraid, not really knowing what to say.

She just turned the light on her night´s table and sat a little over the bed. “Everything ok?” He screamed, there must be something wrong.

“Well… I… I just… I had a bad dream.” He admitted it, partially.

“Oh, a nightmare? What´s the matter?” She asked, rubbing her eyes a little.

“Uhm… I, I´d rather not say…” will he tell her he dreamt of her naked, breastfeeding him? Shrinking him? No way!

“No? hmmm… ok. If you don´t want to share, then don´t. It´s fine. But we need to get back to sleep, I need to get to work tomorrow. Everything ok now?” He nodded. “Fine, I´ll turn off the lights.” And she did.

But he didn´t seem completely sure about it. So, she turned and wrapped one arm around him.

“Listen, I´m right here. Nothing´s going to happen, ok? Just close your eyes and remember, you´re protected by BIG Melissa.” She liked to consider herself as big, but actually, she was.

She promised to protect him, even if she didn´t told him. She´s sure Lillian must´ve messed up with his mind, terrorize him. She has no proof, but no doubts.

Even if he won´t share what exactly happened inside that house, she´s certain he´ll want to forget. And she´s here, to help him forget…

“Just close your eyes. If anything bad happens, just hold my hand, ok? And try not to scream this time.” She giggled at the end.

Jonathan was happy, even after all this mess that happened. The shrinking, the entrapment, he still had a friend in her.

He laid there, holding her arm, her long, thick arm. He felt nice, he felt safe. Who´d say that the best remedy for a nightmare is to hug the gigantic arm of a woman?

Now, it was time to rest. To get some sleep and remember, everything´s ok now. Everything´s better…