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Cathy's Second Act (Chapter 3)
🕑 Added 2024-12-23 14:00:02 +0000 UTCRealization washed over Ron, whose eyes bugged and jaw dropped, knowing precisely what she meant even before she’d admitted it. The sheer humiliation might’ve been enough to make him shrivel inside-out, if not for the overpowering evidence that Cathy wasn’t angry or disgusted by whatever she’d seen. Not only was she radiating lustful temptation, exponentially more amplified than any of their prior flirty exchanges, but she had somehow become the perfect embodiment of everything he ever fantasized after in a woman: a juicily-curved living monolith, rocking every square foot of her rotund jiggly assets, her midnight-tressed beauty all the more mature and seasoned by her upward evolution, not to mention her additional stretch-marked pudginess worn with such sexy pride and confidence. She was breathtaking.
“Oh, wow…” he breathed with all the fixation of a man bathed in heavenly light. “C-Cathy…”
“I’m sure you’ve got all sorts of questions - the whens, the hows, the whys - but to be honest with you, Ron, I’d rather just skip ahead to the inevitable. We both know you love large ladies, and even more, we both know this thing between us has been a long time coming. Now I’m just about bursting here, and I have a feeling you are too. So only tell me this much…” Cathy said, licking her lips and massaging her free hand up along the doughy perkiness of her voluminous breast where Ron could see the surplus flesh bulging between her spread fingers. “…are you mine for the taking?”
“Yes. God, yes!” Ron blurted instantaneously, not yet knowing how fitting this address would be, as he stiffened in his pants and dripped with the same craving as his titanic mate. The giantess’s lips widened to a pearly-white grin, a beguiling chuckle rumbling from her throat, and then Cathy winnowed her plush pink lips to a colossal pucker, raggedly exhaling her heat and thirst over Ron in a single breath, before smothering him head-first into an all-too-welcome kiss that immediately coated his entire top-half in loving slobber. There wasn’t much the little fellow could do but allow himself to be sandwiched between the woman’s fingers and mouth while absorbing the suction and free-flowing drool, except gyrate with glee and kiss her back as fervently as he could, despite being wholly overpowered in the best way possible.
When he was stickily withdrawn from the moist embrace beneath those undulating lips, Ron fell back against her humongous fingers, dumbfounded and head-over-heels, much to Cathy’s smug pleasure. All his life, he’d hidden his desires, limiting those energies to digital artwork and never allowing a living soul to guess his real wants. To now be held in the hand of a building-sized woman who not only accepted but apparently shared those lovely perversions, he could hardly sit still; it was an absolutely electric feeling that made him crawl to his haunches in her palm and look up to Cathy’s full-cheeked twinkle-eyed countenance with inexpressible gratitude.
“You like that, little one?” she questioned, her fingertip affectionately mopping away the excess spit from his face.
“Y-Yes. Thank you,” he gasped. “W-What’s going to happen now?”
“Just watch me,” Cathy said. She stroked her digit along his puny body and brushed his pants tent, her self-assuredness surging with every passing second and her horniness rising even faster. Though she’d become a more sensual creature in the autumn years of her life, this was something new, an effect that made her every skin cell erogenous. By the combination of Ron’s adorable submissive reaction, practically melting into a puddle in her hand at this consummation of his fetishes, and Cathy’s own firm stimulation by kneading the bronze-tan mass of her hot air balloon-sized tits and then her stout cellulite-blessed ass cheeks, she was ascending quickly toward another climax. Then the ascension became more literal when the giantess tremored, intook air, and shrilly moaned all the way up another two-hundred-foot growth spurt that rode out the full length of her orgasm which again splattered the street below and shook the architecture in every adjacent city block.
“Let’s find you a good seat for the show,” she declared to the speechless insect-height man of her dreams sprawled in her spacious palm. This was playing out exactly how she’d hoped. “Believe me, a little foreplay before the main event will go a long way.”
Soon, perched on the roof of a skyscraper, Ron bore witness to his forty-story lover’s true potential. He almost felt the need to pinch himself every other second, just to recall that this wasn’t a dream, and he really was seeing a real-life version of his kinkiest aspirations playing out in a real playground of a city, brimming with breakable life, and lorded over by the woman he’d recently come to believe was the most deserving of this previously-impossible gift of kaiju-like size. Cathy had retreated a safe distance from where she’d placed her new man, so as not to involve him too directly in the artistic carnage to come. Concepts like shame at her nakedness being exposed to a whole tiny populace, or even morality at the destruction of property and human life, didn’t register for the giantess any longer; all that mattered was pleasing Ron, and more importantly, herself.
“So this is the kind of thing that gets you off, huh, baby?” she cooed, more conscious now of her voice’s thunderous effect on the urban environment for miles around. “I already knew I had to have you, Ron. From the moment I first saw you. You’re so smart and sweet and, God, that body of yours… the way I felt, it was like I wanted to take care of you just as much as I want to eat you up. To break you in and make you feel things you’d probably never get from a woman without the right shape or “experience,” and then make you beg for more. But then… this… happened, I discovered your marvelous little secrets, and I knew for certain that this thing between us was right. THIS is how I was always meant to be, my precious little one, and you get to see it all.”
