Thinking BIG - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Chapter 2

Dean rushed to his place. Had he done it? Had he actually made a woman grow? This couldn´t be, right? That must´ve been a mistake, still, that´s precisely what he wanted.

He wanted more of that woman. To see her ass, a round juicy ass he desired to see. One like non other. Even if he just had a glance at it. And it was worth it.

But how? Why had his desire come true? The thought that stood in his mind materialized. But more than that, it became a reality. Expanding that woman´s ass. Growing her cheeks, making her hot, curvier, taller.

He´s not quite sure why, but he´s got a certain something for taller women. Maybe it´s the length of their longer legs. Perhaps, their long, stylized physiques can accommodate their flesh better. OR maybe, he just liked them thick and, at taller sizes, they seemed much hotter.

He had a certain something for taller women. He knew it. A kink, or maybe something as far as a fetish. But that wasn´t always. However, he did find himself luring at women taller than him. And when he was in the mood, he wondered. How taller are they? How many inches do they have on him? How much do they weight? By how much did they out-weight him?

But those were just thoughts. Thoughts that now could come to life. All he had to do was think about it. A dream, a wish come true. But, there´s something. How exactly does this work? Are there limits? Is he in total control? And how come no one else noticed?

Dean entered his apartment. He threw all of his stuff on the couch and just took a sit at the kitchen´s table. He sat there for quite a while. Wondering, is he… magical? Does this mean he´s got powers?

He had to try them. He was sort of hungry. So, he gave it a thought. Something simple. A box of hot pizza. Pepperoni will be fine. He thought about a box laying on his table, saucy, with a thick crust, a lot of cheese. From which restaurant? It really didn´t mattered.

After a moment, he realized, nothing was happening. So, he decided to put some more into it. He lifter his arms and moved his fingers as if he was a wizard, as if he was conjuring something.

“Hocus-pocus…”, “Abracadabra”, “Alakazam…?” Nothing. He stood there thinking. He got up and headed to the fridge, maybe he couldn´t control where the pizza will pop up. But the fridge was empty, just like the box of milk he left there.

He walked into the living room, where he always dropped the pizza boxes. Same, nothing there. What was the problem? It worked with that lady, he wanted it, and puff, she was hot and tall. What was he missing?

Maybe he needed to desire it more. He went for it. He even said it out loud, “I. WANT. PIZZA.” Same empty table. He threw his head back and resigned, he´ll order out. He´s got no food on his apartment anyways.

And just when he was about to call. Someone knocked his door. Dean lived in an apartment on the third floor of a six-floor building. Apartment 3-C.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

Who could it be? He put his cell phone on his pocket and went to check.

“Oh, it´s Emma…” She was the next door´s neighbor. Living on apartment 3-D.

“Her, Emma, nice to see you.” He greeted her. He didn´t shouted his “spells” too loud, did he?

Emma was his same age. And she stood at 5´7”, having a fit sensuous shape. She wasn´t very busty, and her hips were not too wide. However, she seemed naturally attractive.

“Here. They dropped your magazine on my mailbox, again.” She handed him a woman´s magazine.

Emma was not… in the best of terms with him. The first time he saw her, he smiled at her. And just as he was about to say hi, she turned. She was single, and she was one of those women who always think everyman they meet wants a piece of them.

“Oh, sorry for that. But thank you.” He said as he grabbed it.

“Yeah, but make sure to fix that. I don´t want other people to believe I´m subscribed to a magazine like that. Why can´t you keep porn in your computer like others do? You could save us both some time.” She wasn´t nice, at all.

“It´s not porn. It´s just women on lingerie. That´s it.” He said.

“That´s it? Well, what a relieve. It´s not porn, just pictures of semi-nude women. Glad you clarified the whole thing.” She was sarcastic.

“Huff…” She was not very pleasing to meet. Dean turned his head and rolled his eyes.

“She wishes she had the looks of these women.” He thought. Women on his magazines, they had big boobs. Some had a fully thick shape, thick legs, big firm butts. And, to his taste in women, Emma was rather skinny. Probably hot for some, but for him, she was simply annoying.

“Maybe she´ll be nicer if she had some boobs, or a big ass. Rather than being my annoying skinny neighbor.” The idea of a bigger Emma came to his mind. Although, she´d be a bigger annoyance.

“So, are you going to correct that, shorty?” came Emma´s voice, but from above.

Dean´s expression changed from an annoyed one to a curious one. He turned back at her. And he found himself looking straight at her nose. He took a step back and turned up to meet her eyes, then much higher to see the top of her head.

Emma was now a 6´6” amazon. No longer the skinny woman she was. Her breasts were, HUGE. G cups for sure. Filling up her top, maybe too much.

Her shape changed from the delicate figure of a slim woman to the imposing one of a taller amazon. Wider hips, fuller legs. Thick, fleshy, hot. Now she was more of his type. Standing almost a whole foot taller than she once did.

Dean was surprised, it seems he does have powers after all. But why now? He didn´t wish for her to grow. He had a bigger hunger for his pizza. But she, Emma, she was a voluptuous woman now. Perhaps, he could get into bed with her? The annoying woman was gone, how about a sexy giantess, a horny one?

“What´s the matter, Dean, cat´s got your tongue?” She teased.

“No, I… you…” he couldn´t admit he made her grow. If it wasn´t him, then who else?

“I… what? Speak up, cause I´m on my way to the gym.” She went to the gym? He didn´t knew about it. But that could explain her pink, and maybe overstretched tank top, and her tight yoga pants. Her hulking thighs filled them up as if they were about to rip.

Dean was amazed, but what´s more, he was getting kind of horny. Her sheering size had awakened something in him. His member, mostly. This was a chance to check if he was truly powerful.

“Say… Emma. Would you like to come in?” he moved to the side of the door and invited her in. He´ll have enough time to think on a line to get her to bed, right now, the first step was for her to come in. Of course, he wanted her to say yes, and it seemed that, what he wanted, he got it.

“Nah, I´m fine.” She replied.

“F-fine? But… don´t you wanna… I don´t know, maybe we can have a drink, you know.” Wasn´t she supposed to do what he wanted?

“Dean, let´s be realistic here. Your fridge´s empty. I´ve been here already, and you´ve got no food inside. Your crackers can´t fill up a woman my size. And we´ve already gone through this. I´m not into you, darling. You´re… a bit short for me.” What? When had she come in?

“I… well…” he couldn´t remember a thing. She had been here, already? Well, if she were taller before, he would´ve certainly invite her over. But he never did. How does she know he likes crackers?

“Hahaha. I like it, whenever I turn you down, you just don´t seem to proves it properly. Maybe it´s too hard to say goodbye to these boobs of mine… hmmm, that´s it.” She grabbed and squeezed her breasts a little. They were enormous. But that wasn´t it.

“I, you… later? Or… some other time?” he asked.

“Dean, you´re not my type. And this will make you the hundredth man this month that asks me out. Not counting your previous attempts this month.” She patted his head, and then added, “I´ll get going. Try not staying up too late thinking on me. I know it´s hard. But you can try.” She walked away.

Proud, tall, big, sexy. Whatever Dean had done, more like how he did it, Emma was not a tall lady. With a hourglass shape and some huge ass. He could see her ass swaying as she walked away. Moving to the sides on her tight pants. To him, she was now desirable. But, why didn´t his wish worked?

By now, he should be removing those tight pants of her gargantuan ass. He was horny. And he wanted her to feel that way too. Why didn´t it worked?

“OK, one more try… PIZZA.” He spent an hour trying to summon pizza. But he was not summoning a thing.

He couldn´t do it. It seems his new power doesn´t work as he wants it to. He tried cleaning his apartment with “magic”, nothing. Wishing for clean clothes. Nothing. He couldn´t make money appear. Couldn´t change his apartment into a bigger one, a fancier one.

Whatever he thought he was supposed to do, it didn´t seem to happen. What was this new power about? He was sure he somehow wished for Emma to grow. He could see it. But the interaction they had; it was nothing alike to what he wanted. What he desired for.

She grew, yes. But she was the same, focused that she was unreachable for anyone. As if she stood on a huge pedestal no one could reach. And in deed, she needed a HUGE pedestal. She was tall, very tall. How much did she weight now? Her body was fleshy, thick, but firm.

She didn´t lied when she said she was going to the gym. Keeping her sensuous body in shape. But how long had she been going? He had never noticed that. Actually, he never really focused on her. But now, after that sudden expansion. She had all of his attention.

And what´s with what she said, about being at his place before? That had never happened. He never invited her in, not even to water his plants while he was gone. What had happened?

Apparently, Dean could turn things into what he wanted. Well, kind of what he wanted. But so far, it only seemed to work on women. And he already took everything off from the list.

But things were not as he wanted. Yes, they grew just as he wanted, but they didn´t acted as he wished. However, to what he could see, it seems Emma has always been big, tall, foxy. Had the same happened to that other lady?

Was he changing reality? Was that the reason why no one noticed that woman´s growth, because she had always been that way? He had a lot to think, to meditate, but he was certain in one thing. If he could change the world itself, then he could alter the way people acts, thinks, or even feels.

“Tomorrow…” he thought as he laid in bed, “tomorrow I´m going to try a few things…” it was almost midnight. And he wasn´t quite over with what had happened today.

A whole world of possibilities. A whole lot of things to do. And he had plenty of time. What if it took a week, a month, even a year to learn how to use his new “skills”, he could wait. He knew that it was sweeter when you work for something. Yet, there´s something he can´t take off his mind.

“Dammit! Emma, you huge bitch. Get out of my mind!” he couldn´t stop thinking on her, her bouncing ass, her perky breasts. And he hated the fact that she said the exact thing, that he´ll be wondering about her all night long. He wouldn´t do what she says. Time for a cold shower.