Thinking BIG - Chapter 6 (Patreon)

Chapter 6

A couple of dates later, after making women six-footer beauties, he found out the same thing, he could only make them bigger.

“Why the fuck can´t I sort of… persuade them?” Three more dates and all he could do was make them taller, bustier and curvier. But he couldn´t change the way they perceived him.

He wanted to be desirable, for them to think he was attractive, irresistible if you please. Or at least get to the sex part within the first date. Why had he ended up with women who wanted long-term relationships? Maybe he was looking on the wrong dating cite.

However, this all made him kind of grumpy. He knew he could change their thoughts because he had already realized that, whatever comes to his mind first, will be what happens. But even if he focuses on making her say the words: “Let´s head to my apartment.” They never seem to want.

Right now, he was on his way back home from this date. He turned the five-foot-something brunette into a large 6´10” busty amazon. He was getting kind of greedy with heights. But in the end, same thing happened, things didn´t work out.

“SHIT!” he yelled internally as he waited for the subway. He was tired of this. He had this power and he couldn´t use it? Well, he could, he just didn´t know how to use its full potential.

“You gotta focus, Dean. Gotta be sure of what you want, and make it HAPPEN!” he had made up his mind. He´ll try it again.

Whoever woman steps out of the sub, he´ll work on her. Taller, sexier, curvier. He´s going all in. Hopefully, it works this time.

But, when the subway stopped in front of him, no hottie seemed to come out. Right at the door, there was this older lady, somewhere near sixty. He turned his eyes in annoyance.

She must be coming back from the store, because she was carrying like four bags full of groceries. Which was none of his business. He was too upset to be a gentleman.

He turned through the subway´s windows, to see if there was any hot chick there. But no one was in there. Besides, no one was around him either. It seems it is just him and the old lady.

“Why does she move so slow?” he complaint, in a whisper, as the lady seemed to move in slow motion.

“Excuse me, did you say anything?” Came this woman´s voice.

“No, granny, not a word.” He was annoyed.

The worst thing is, something from one of her bags fell down. A piece of fruit. Maybe an apple, or was it a tomato? Whatever it was, it fell right when she was still at the door. Two minutes and she hadn´t got off the subway. He should´ve gone in by another of the doors. But she was the only one there, who´d think she´ll take so long?

“For FUCK´S sake!” he screamed. And this time, the lady heard him loud and clear. He was annoyed, tired. There was no patience left in him.

“Language.” Said the old lady.

“Oh, bite me, grandma!” She felt really insulted. However, he just turned at his cellphone´s screen.

He was pissed, he didn´t need this woman to scold him about the language he uses. “She´s just a HUGE nuisance. Seriously, could she be any slower? Besides, what´s she going to do? Teach me some manners? She looks so frail… I´d like to see her trying…” that was just enough.

He wasn´t looking at the older woman. However, his thoughts turned into reality.

The older lady seemed to be growing. Taller, but not just that. Her wrinkles were fading, her grey hairs were regaining their natural colors. She seemed younger. Not a frail sixty-year-old woman. Now, she looked more like a forty-year-old. And that was not it.

With her youth regained, she started expanding, in just the right places. Firm, huge breasts. A nice, heavy butt, and thighs so thick that they were wider than his shoulders. She was getting big, REALLY big.

He said it, she was a huge nuisance, and now, she´ll become one.

“Excuse me, young man, didn’t they teach you not to use that type of language in front of a lady?!” her voice was a little deeper. But he was too busy on his phone to care.

The younger, and of course bigger, looking woman stood up. Now that she was bigger, she could carry all of her bags in one hand, no problem. The problem was, she as upset.

“Who cares…” he replied still looking straight at his phone´s screen.

“I´m talking to you here. Wow, so disrespectful. I´m sure it´s about time for someone to teach you some manners…” her tone was menacing, and in fact, she was going for it.

“Pfft, sure, and who´s going to do it…?” he couldn´t complete the question. When he turned, no frail older lady was standing there. In fact, there was a huge, mad amazon right next to him.

He should´ve noticed her voice was coming from above. But he thought it was the echo at the subway station. Now, he was craning his neck to look up and up at this monumental woman. What had he said? That he´d like to see her trying?

Dean swallowed.

Why was this ability of his working in this way? This was counterproductive. The image of a big lady always came to his mind. Tall, mighty, sexy. And now, this sexy lady was this older woman. And the main issue is, she´s mad at him.

Now, she will do exactly what he thought she´d be uncapable of doing. And why? Because he “wanted” to see her trying. Which means, he had the idea, even if just for a second, that she could or would try. And at her size, she will succeed.

“Hey!” Dean complaint as he tried to back off. She was getting closer, and closer! The woman was enormous, gigantic! Whatever he had thought involved a woman being big enough to have an easy way with him. And this woman, well, he´s as tall as the cusp of her breasts!

And she´s not only taller, but thicker too. Her whole body expanded into the one of a giant, hefty woman, with a defined waistline, but still, she was ultimately thick. And that thickness was not just air, she held some strong muscles beneath her feminine, yet titanic, body.

She reached for him with her free hand and literally picked him clean off the floor. She could, now. He had no idea how tall she truly was. He just thought she´ll have to be much bigger.

Now, this woman, who seemed several years younger, still holing a mature look, was an 8´6” amazon. How had she fit inside the subway? And now, she was carrying him sideways on her fleshy hip. Pinning him to her with her hand, a single hand.

He was looking straight at the floor. Watching her long, curvaceous legs walk as she carried him, but where?

“Put me down! Where… where the hell are we going?!” He feared what may come next.

“Would you look at that, you´re still cursing! Youngsters nowadays, they seem to forget their manners in the presence of a lady.” She was big enough to be called a mountain!

Her hips swayed strongly; he could feel himself slightly sinking on the rotund flesh of her massive hips. If he hadn´t been in trouble, he would´ve been aroused. MUCH!

He was literally being carried by a woman with a size he had only dreamt about. If he could control his power, he would´ve persuaded her not to kick his ass, which he knows is where they are heading.

Right now, she seemed pretty, older than him, but still pretty. Bright eyes, glossy hair. And a killing body! A thick, hourglass shape, maybe too plump, but she had already lived her younger years.

“I´m going to teach you some manners, young man.” She said, revealing more of her true intentions.

Manners? What does that mean?

“I´m sorry, ok? I should´ve… shut my mouth…?” is an apology what she wants? She can have it!

“Oh no, I don´t want a fake apology, dear. I´ll discipline you myself, and then you´ll know better not to speak with a sailor´s mouth!” His whole body quivered as she kept walking.

She pulled him all the way into a corner of the station, there was no one there.

“Perfect” she said, while placing her bags on the floor, then, she sat down. Time for his lesson.

She placed him sideways over her massive lap, with his chest pinned to her fleshy thighs. They were soft, yet strong. He couldn´t even try a thing because her large, strong hand had landed on his back, making it impossible for him to get up.

“Ok now, time for a spanking!” she said with a strong-willed tone.

Spanking? “Wait! You… you can´t do this.” He tried to pull himself out, but even using both of his hands to pull himself out, she had him right where she wanted, and he was not going anywhere.

“Oh, I can, and I WILL! Now, stop squirming, I´ll be done in no time. But I can´t promise this won´t hurt. However, I´ll let you keep your pants on, if I was to spank your bare butt, well… let´s just say I´m being nice here…” He swallowed, audibly this time.

*SMACK*

The first blow let him have a piece of how strong she truly was. He let out a loud “OUCH!”, but no one would listen.

*SMACK*

The second one, well, he started kicking after the first one, so…

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK**SMACK*

He stopped counting after the seventh. His but was burning! Her hands were really heavy. She was a giant, pissed lady. And she was being kind? Each blow hurt like hell. After a while, he felt like weeping, bawling even. But he had to be strong. However, he couldn´t help but to complaint after each of her blows.

Whenever he thought he could no longer feel his butt, a smack of hers reminded him where it was. He felt his butt cheeks swollen. Even moving his legs made him feel pain, but he couldn´t help not to.

Her hand felt more like a hard-wooden oar. How long had it been? It felt lime hours. His pain was making time last longer. And not knowing when this will end was making this look never-ending.

But it had an actual end.

“There you go…” she stopped when she was sure he was about to start sobbing. “I think this is punishment enough, agreed?”

He couldn´t speak, so he just nodded and let out an “Mhmm..” sound.

“Good!” she seemed proud of this “achievement” of hers.

She stood up and placed him gently on the floor. Standing was hard, his legs were trembling.

“Now, I hope you learned better to respect your elders…” he nodded to the behemothic woman.

The lady turned at her wrist´s watch, read the time and said: “Oh, well, now it´s a little late. I should get going,” he turned down at him, his whole face was red, but for sure not as much as his butt. “Hmmm, you should rub some ointment, it will help.” Or, she could´ve just… not spank him for like half an hour?

He wouldn´t say it, she seems to be cooling down, he can´t turn up her buttons again.

“Ok…” he said, closing his left eye as a sign of pain. Who would´ve thought that this older lady will become an amazon that will spank his grown man´s ass. Well, maybe he did and that´s why it happened.

“Very well, now get going, it´s too late, and a little fella like you should not walk alone at this hours of the night.” Little? Probably for her.

What´s more, what was she doing at this time? Grocery shopping at night? She´s the one who should´ve been careful. However, now she was the biggest, and strongest woman he had ever seen. Anyone who gets on her way, well… we already know what will happen.

Dean was in pain, each of his steps hurt. This was going to be a long way back to the subway. But while he waits in there, he can meditate what he´s done wrong. What he´s been doing wrong all this time.

If he was smarter, he would´ve turned the older lady into a sexy, giant beauty. One he´ll for sure take to bed. Not a spanking machine that nearly tears his butt off.

Time will tell.