Thinking BIG - Chapter 9 (Patreon)

Chapter 9

Dean had to do something. He had to learn hot to take control.

Right now, he was at his apartment. Laying in his bed. With his chest at the mattress, and his face resting on his crossed arms. As if he was at the beach, having some back tanning, only that he was in this position so that his butt could recover.

The ointment Mrs. Clark put on him works. He certainly feels better, at least his butt feels kind of cool. It still hurts, but the ointment relieves the pain a little.

However, he didn´t ask for no ointment. It was something his boss chose to do. He didn´t even had a chance to speak. He found himself, pants-less over the amazon´s lap.

And what´s with her size? She´s HUGE! His boss stands now at 7´10”, in heels, but still, she´s monumental! This certainly gives her a lot more authority. Making her the tallest, and also the sexiest, boss he´s ever had.

And feeling her huge hands putting the ointment in him, well, that certainly made her more dominant. Plus, her huge hands up his butt, she felt enormous.

Big enough to easily handle him. That wasn´t what he had in mind.

Dean hasn´t learned how to guide the actions of women. Yes, they grow taller, sexier, but they never do what he wants. Not all has to be sex, sometimes, like that time when an elder woman spanked his ass until he couldn´t sit, which also caused that inconvenient ointment thing with his boss, that was one of the things he´d like to have control on.

His question is… how?

“Meditation? Nah, a mental image, well, I´m sort of doing that already… what if… nah.” Dean had no idea what to do. What could he do to achieve this? What?

While he was lost in his thoughts, someone else was about to come and knock on his door.

He was too thoughtful to notice the first knocks, they were regular, but then, another three knocks came a bit louder. And at last, they were huge and repetitive.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*

Followed by a voice, a not so pleasant one.

“DEAN! Open up!” It was his neighbor, Emma. Not exactly someone he´d want to see.

“Ugh! Not her…” although, maybe this was a nice chance to try something.

He came up with a sort of… dumb idea, but it was better than nothing. What if, just like a spell, he says the things he wants?

Those things he would like to happen, what if he says it? It doesn´t have to be like a command, but, how about introducing it like an innuendo. As if he was giving a hint of what should happen. He´s clearly uncertain if it will work, but what can he lose?

“DEAN!!!” Emma didn´t sound happy, at all. But that´s just the way she is. Well, at least around him.

Was it because he forgot to water her plants that she left the city? Nah. Or maybe because she caught him looking at her butt once? Or is it…

“Come on! I´ve got another of your stupid shit on my mail box!” That was it. But why should he be blamed for that? He didn´t put it there.

This was his chance to check. To test this new idea. Emma was the woman who, not hate but, disliked him the most. If he could turn her into someone more… kind. Or at least nice to him, then he´ll be sure this is working. Else, it will be time to look for something new.

“Coming…” He said, slowly standing, his butt didn´t feel so well, but if he could make this new power work as he wants it to, then it will be worth it!

Dean made his way to the door, kind of excited to check. If this works, then things will change, really change!

However, he was too anxious to try this new thing that he forgot a minor detail…

“Finally!” Said Emma as she rolled her eyes.

Dean was not used to his new, taller, neighbor. Emma was… a muse! At 6´3”, her body was totally a bombshell!

He wasn´t used to seeing this new Emma, since he only saw her once. She was three inches taller than him, and with a luscious body. But what had most of his attention were her breasts. Big and firm.

“Hi, Emma…” he said, wondering if he wanted to have sex with her, the answer, YES! But first, some changes…

“Here´s your stupid…” she stopped and turned down for a moment, and then, her look of annoyance turned into one of disgust. “Ewww, why are you in your underwear? Gross!” He forgot that he was in boxers…

Dean was so excited that he forgot to put some pants on to open the door. Well, at least boxers are better than briefs, right?

“Oh… sorry…” he said.

“Sorry? If you´re going to open the door to a fine young woman like me, you should AT LEAST put some pants on! Or shorts. I don´t need to see any of your… business…” That wasn´t very nice of her, besides, those boxers are like shorts, well, not that much, but he´s at his apartment.

“Hey! For your information, I´m injured.” He declared, “And I must be… comfortable.” He was wondering, what to do, what to think…

“I don´t care. Why didn´t you put a robe on? Besides, what type of injury do you have? You look fine.” She stated.

“Well…” maybe this was his chance.

What if she played the sexy nurse? He could be the patient who needs some “help”.

Dean closed his eyes and, trying to picture Emma as a nicer woman, he stared…

“For your information, my… butt´s the one that´s injured. But why not, instead of complaining, you act like a nicer neighbor and ask me how could you… help. Anything could do, you know… I´m here… with pain in my ass. Maybe you could even rub it…” Ok, maybe not, however, he couldn´t help to think, what if she was a little bigger… thicker, more… nurse-like.

A sexy, wide-hipped, bigger breasted nurse. Pampering even. That could be nice.

Still, at the back of his head, he couldn´t help but to think she would probably suck at it. She´s naturally mean, maybe this would be too much of a drastic change. But he may still try.

“Why can´t you be the… bigger person here and, for once, be nice…” bigger person, well, she was already big, but why not bigger…

Dean slowly opened his eyes, and what did he found before him… someone taller! Emma was standing there, but bigger! Taller! Sexier!

Before him, the already tall 6´3” Emma had become an even taller 6´7” Emma. And she was way thicker! She may as well have gained over fifty pounds, but together with her 4-inch spurt, the extra weight was very well distributed all over her taller frame.

Just as he wanted, her hips were thicker, her thighs juicier. And her breasts, her boobs that had come closer to his eye-level, they were so big! So round! So… alluring…

She was an amazon. A woman, standing about two-inches below the door´s frame, filling it more with her expanded hips, which, as he wanted, should carry a much rounder butt.

Now, she had the looks, but, does she have the attitude he wanted? Is she nicer? Is she kind? And what´s more, will she get laid with him? Coming to think about it, maybe sex is not the best for his current situation. His butt is quite an obstacle for it. But how about some other thing? A gentle handjob? A blowjob?

He´s still to see if it worked…

Her face was not one of anger anymore, not even disgust, she was… was…

*HAHAHAHAHA* she was holding back some laughter.

“Oh my… what happened? Did you fell from your bed? Shorty? Hahaha, how could your butt be injured? Hahahah” Well, she was laughing, at him, but that was… better?

“It´s not funny…” Dean stated, he wanted her to be nicer, but attentive nice, not nicely laughing of him! His butt does hurt, it´s NOT funny!

She kept laughing for, maybe, a minute. Her laughter, just like her voice, was a bit thicker, a bit deeper in tone, matching her new size. Emma has gone from her original 5´7” to her current 6´7”, that´s a whole foot in size! Plus, a lot of weight. She looks thicker, not just on the right places, but all over. Proportionally thicker, not fat by any means. She´s got this wasp-like waist on her now short tank top.

Dean was still to try things out. Will she… do as he wants?

“Yeah, haha, now, are you gonna stay there all day, laughing at my sore ass, or… maybe, as an apology, you´ll be a nice neighbor and… you know…” he was not going to say it out loud, but he was giving the right hint… right?

She stopped laughing, and, for a moment, it seemed things were working. Her posture was changing, her attitude had changed already, and now the way she was standing, straighter, showing off more of her augmented cleavage, almost striking a pose.

Emma took a deep breath, and, as she handed him his magazine, she smiled. He did it! She took a step forward and… and…

“Ok, let´s check…” Emma sounded sexier. That sounded hot! She´ll check… check, on what?

Dean had no idea what to do. Emma was… coming closer. The amazon looming high above him, coming close to him, her big breasts coming closer to his chest. Her enormous, sensuous body, closer and closer…

He could feel her breath, smell her perfumed scent. Her long hair, slowly falling over him. Then, her big hand, placed firmly over his shoulder. Gently, slowly.

Standing there, wearing nothing but his boxers, and a shirt, he could feel his member rising. It worked! She was all over him! Dean was ready for Emma to give him quite a special treat.

All the possibilities. It seems that saying things out loud somehow makes things to happen as he wants it. Could it be that he´s being more… clear on what he wants? Maybe his voice holds more power than his thoughts? The answer is… no.

Emma leaned closer, and closer, and with her free hand, she reached for his butt and… squeezed it.

*OOOOUUUCHHHHH!!!*

Her large hand seizing his sore butt cheek. This was not gentle, at all!

“Oh, come on, It wasn´t that bad, let me…” she said as she patted his same butt cheek, making him complaint and step aside, even if he struggled more to push the amazon aways from him. Yes, she seems to be stronger. But he won´t dare to think on how stronger, or if she´s stronger than him.

“What are you doing!?” He complaint, his butt tight due to the soreness.

“What am I doing? I´m just checking what I´m working with. And it seems, your butt´s quite sore. I mean, I barely touch you…” Emma replied, feeling no regrets at all.

“Don´t! Just… you´re not supposed to touch it! IT HURTS!” It seems that, the little doubt he had, when he hoped she didn´t blew things up, it seems… it also became a reality.

Now, Dean was standing before a woman who, even if she was not that annoying anymore, she was still annoying, but in a different way. On the way when someone´s not listening to you. A way when this other person will test you, try you, will make you rage!

“Come on, don´t be such a baby. If you want help… I can help you.” Then, she stepped in, and closed the door behind her.

Dean swallowed as he looked up at the, for some reason, eager amazon.

“What? You said it, was I going to stay there all day or… maybe do something else…” she stood right before him, once more, she placed her big hand on his shoulder and, with a sexy look and a velvety voice, she added: “maybe something… naughty…”

It seems his powers were finally working as he wants. She seems eager for some action. He likes it!