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Mission: Enormous Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2022-09-09 19:00:04 +0000 UTCHearing the sweet voice asking him what he wanted, he swallowed hard and mentally prepared for his first big test as a secret agent. Unfortunately, he didn’t realize just how big this test was going to be. He had training on how to be charming, how to use his guile and wit to get things he needed without resorting to violence. After that plane ride, he felt less than prepared for a test like this. He hadn’t even had a chance to get to his room yet. He just got the room key when he arrived and went straight to the bar. WIth one last breath, he felt ready, put on a smile, and looked up.
“Oh my god,” he said, almost falling out of his chair. In front of him was easily the biggest human he had ever seen. And it was a female, with a female voice, a girly, high pitched voice. His field of vision was a tanned and huge abdomen, with abs bulging out like bricks in a wall. He had never seen an abdomen with muscles that big in it before. As he arched his head up, he saw a white button down shirt tied under the breasts, and what ample breasts they were! Each was easily bigger than his head, likely several times bigger. They bulged forward proudly as this woman arched her back and stood proudly, her massive arms on her hips, which were also wide. His eyes wandered down to see two thighs that looked like machines, with muscles and veins running up and down and out and bulging, but definitely huge. Each thigh was easily thicker than his entire body. His eyes looked back up, and could barely see a head poking out, a rosy cheeked, blonde haired blue eyed woman. Her hair was in pigtails, giving off a cute look while being terrifyingly muscular. With arms like that, this woman looked like she could fold Will in half, or rip him in half, if she so chose.
And this was the woman Jennifer told him to sleep with.
“Um…” he said, not sure how to start, or if he was even in the right zip code. This woman was enormous.
“I mean, we have a bunch of drinks, appetizers, lots of really great stuff,” she said. “I really like our cocktails. I could recommend something to you if you’d like?” She seemed either unaware of Will’s shock, or was simply used to it.
Will remembered he was on a mission, and decided to keep going. This was indeed a big test for him.
“Yeah…” he started, trying to find his verbal footing. “How about… um… a drink would be great… what would you recommend?”
“Okay,” she said. She was very enthusiastic. “How do you like your drinks? Strong, or weak?” She batted her eyes.
“I like my drinks like I like my women,” Will said, almost afraid of the words coming out of his mouth. “Strong.”
She gave a hearty laugh, her massive chest bobbing up and down. “I think I know just what to make you. I’ll be right back, okay, Cutie?” She bent forward ever so slightly, then popped back up and turned. She walked away from the table, but it was clear she was walking slow so Will could see her massive ass that was absolutely crushing her plaid skirt. Will was surprised there weren’t minor earthquakes happening with each step.
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Ingrid sat on the hotel balcony, enjoying the sunset and the beautiful view. To her right was a plate filled with hams and donuts waiting for dessert time, and to her left were liter bottles of her favorite sodas. Her obesity made the balcony look tiny, and if one were so inclined, they may try to talk her off for fear of the concrete crumbling under her immense weight. As a fancy woman of great wealth, she wore lots of jewelry and loved all of them, especially the newest and most expensive piece, the brooch she wore on her necklace, which sat comfortably on her massive chest. She was wearing a white dress that could easily be mistaken for a king sized sheet, which did little to hide her immense bosom.
Little did she know, a small figure had snuck past all of the guards and made its way into the hotel, and saw her outside on the balcony. The figure nimbly tiptoed across the floor, as to not make any sound. As the sun graced the face of the figure, it revealed itself to be an asian woman, small and thin, but deadly in all manners of assassinations, and an expert thief to boot. She had her mouth covered in a black cloth, but her dark hair dropped to her shoulders. She would need no weapons for this mission, nor did she bring any. Instead, her fingers twitched at the sight of the fat woman’s necklace. She could only see from behind, as the mammoth ate her ham, but she had been spying on her for days. That necklace held something valuable to the tiny woman.
She snuck closer and closer until she was now right behind the woman. The tiny clasp holding the brooch to Ingrid’s neck was so small it would have been mission impossible for most people, but she was highly skilled at this sort of thing. She slowly reached forward and her nails were able to quietly lift the gold chain off the back of her neck. She paused and looked at the fat woman, humming away and snacking on her ham. She was completely oblivious, probably to most things going on around her.
The thief was almost done, just one last push when Ingrid dropped one of her hams on the floor. Unashamed, she bent forward to pick it up. Her body was so big, and was inherently so strong, she lifted the Asian in the air and the girl was flung up and over her body, crashing into the floor in front of Ingrid.
“What the fuck!” yelled the fat woman at the terrified tiny woman wiggling on the ground. Ingrid reached forward, still sitting in her chair. The assassin tried to get away, but her position was far too compromised and the fat woman was already practically on top of her. Ingrid’s giant hand gripped the tiny girl by the hair and wrenched her up to her knees. Squirming, the tiny girl let out a slew of words that were unfamiliar to the giant fat woman.
“Fuck you!” she yelled and punched her square in the face, bloodening her immediately, likely breaking her nose and part of her skull, maybe her jaw. Her face was instantly unrecognizable, and she howled in pain.
“I’m gonna smother you bitch!” Ingrid remarked, then pulled her into a hug, still sitting. The assassin’s face, and quickly entire head, disappeared between the monster’s gigantic tits. Her last moments were spent suffocating between walls of flesh. Within minutes, her tiny body would go limp, and Ingrid tossed her body to the floor and continued eating her ham. After downing an entire liter of soda, she dropped the empty bottle below her, where the deceased lie, littering her lifeless body with trash.
“Dumb bitch,” Ingrid muttered before letting out a belch. “I’ll never get these blood stains out…”
-
“You look a little… disheveled…” Jennifer whispered to Will from behind his head.
“Yeah, I just came from the flight,” he whispered back. “And to be honest, it wasn’t exactly without incident.”
“No mission ever is,” she replied. “You have to be ready for anything, at any given moment. Nothing goes the way you plan.”
“You’re telling me… you really picked a winner for my first big test. This waitress looks like she could eat me for breakfast.”
“About that,” Jennifer said. “I think-”
“Here’s your drink, Cutie,” came that sweet voice from above. They both turned their heads to see the huge waitress had returned. Towering above Will, whose head barely came up to her thick waist, she placed a drink on the table in front of him, one that looked incredibly tall in her huge hand. “Strong, just like you like it,” she added with a wink.
It was blue, with who knows what inside. “Thank you,” Will replied. He took a sip. It was indeed strong, so much so that it sent a shiver down his spine, but he tried his best to play it cool.
“Strong enough for you?” she asked.
“It’s strong,” Will said, turning on the charm. He put the glass down on the table and looked up at her. “But nothing I can’t handle.”
This clearly excited the monster of a woman, who bit her lip. She leaned down a bit, resting one hand on the back of Will’s booth (coincidentally forcing Jennifer to scoot forward) and the other on the table in front of him. Her massive breasts were now hovering just above Will’s face, but jutted out enough that her face was now impossible to see. All his vision had right now were two of the biggest breasts he had ever seen and abs that each looked like they could kick his ass.
“Tough guy like you,” she said slyly. “Ever run into a… situation… that becomes more than you can handle?”
Jennifer couldn’t believe this level of flirtation, especially considering the size of the woman. She was going to call off the contest. Hearing him flirt was actually impressing her. She kind of wished he was saying those things to her… and not the behemoth towering over him with huge tits.
Will took another swig of the strong drink. “Not yet. Always open to a challenge.”
The waitress’ face went red. “You’re so small and cute. Aren’t you worried some challenges might be too… big for you to… overcome?” She was clearly getting flustered, so she pulled herself together and returned to her standing position. She crossed her arms, which both emphasized how huge they were with bulging muscles, and pushed up her breasts to the point he was surprised she could breath.
“I like big challenges,” said Will as he prepared for the final blow. He tried to look as cool as possible. “Especially when they look like you.”
The knockout punch of Will’s coolness swept her off her feet, figuratively of course. At her size, there were very few things that could physically move her even an inch if she didn’t want to move. She had clearly forgotten about her other patrons, Jennifer included. Her mind was one track, and now it was barreling down that track like a train with broken brakes. Will only prayed she wouldn’t crush him.
“I’ll be back!” she said, then turned and hopped away.
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“Welcome… Ada…” the receptionist looked at her last name and realized it just wasn’t going to happen. There were too many consonants, and they were all in places they shouldn’t be. He felt it was best to leave it there. Keep it casual, you know? “Ada,” he stated, as if that was what he meant to say all along.
Ada nodded, taking her card and leaving the front desk. She was wearing a ton of clothes, meant to mask just how muscular and massive she was. It was hard to hide though. Regardless of what she wore, she couldn’t hide her height. And it wasn’t helping that she was carrying everything with such ease, holding luggage in one hand in the air when most everyone else would use the attached wheels.
She took the stairs, refusing to use the elevator, up to her room, opened the door, and put her stuff down. She looked out the door, left and right, to see if anyone had followed her. It was silent and empty. She closed the door and locked it behind her. After removing her high heels, she massaged her feet. She was used to running through the jungle barefoot. High society was new to her, but she was going to make it work. The sounds of cars honking alerted her to the different world she was now operating in. The mission had truly begun.
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Jennifer was truly concerned now. This woman was a freak. Both in size and demeanor. Was it really that easy to get into her skirt? Maybe she was so intimidating she didn’t get the chance for love very often? Or maybe it was Will. He WAS charming, when he wanted to be. First glances were certainly deceiving.
“Will… you don’t have to go through with this. You’ve proved your point,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
“Oh thank god,” he said back, letting out a sigh of relief. “Did you see her? I thought she was going to eat me right there! Forget breakfast! She’s huge!”
A pang of jealousy washed over Jennifer. She couldn’t believe she was having these feelings. She was a seasoned Agent, with years of experience and training. Could it be that she had feelings for this newbie?
“I’ve never seen muscles like that before,” she added. “I don’t even see how… IT would be possible. She would crush you in a second.”
“I’m back!” came the waitress’ voice. They both looked up at her. She was clearly still excited, and her hands were clasped together behind her back, pushing her massive chest forward in anticipation. “I took care of things. We are free to use the women’s bathroom. You go in first!” she said. Upon closer inspection, there was a sign in front of said restroom that read ‘CLOSED: CLEANING IN PROGRESS’ and some yellow cones blocking the door. She really had thought it all the way through.
Will swallowed hard. “Um, yeah… listen-”
“Maja” she said.
“...Maja. I’m feeling a little tired right now. Mind if we call in a rain check on-”
“Ooh, playing hard to get I see,” she said. “I like when good little boys go bad.” She put her finger under Will’s chin, then bent over so her face was above his. The two locked eyes, and he felt trapped.
“I…”
“I like it ROUGH,” she said, with heavy emphasis on the word rough. She lifted his head with her one strong finger, guiding him up and out of the booth. Will did as he was told, and began his trek to the bathroom. Fear rattled his tiny frame. When he was at the door, He turned his head to look back at Jennifer. She mouthed “I’m sorry” and the monster Maja next to her thought he was looking at her, so she waved her mitt sized hand at him. With a heavy sigh, he opened the door and let it close behind him.
