The automatic doors were only a few yards away now, the lot nearly empty and totally still aside from her car rolling in behind them and coming to a silent stop, as if it had been listening.
She tilted her head slightly, studying him - not looming, not withdrawing. Present.
“Are you ready to talk more?” she asked. “Inside?”
She waited. She didn’t want to rush him. But she wanted him so bad.
Melissa reached for the door before he could, palming open the after-hours biometric security with practiced ease. The automatic seal hissed softly as it parted, and the two of them stepped inside.
The world went quiet.
Not silent - Far Horizons was never really silent - but muted, buffered. The outside sounds died at once, replaced by filtered air, the distant HVAC that he now understood filled the place with a synthetic mix of her pheromones. It was the soft hum of a space designed to hold people safely inside it, and make them part of it. The doors slid shut behind them with a sound that felt final in a way Dr. J hadn’t expected.
Melissa felt it too, the shift. Containment.
They both looked up at the statue of the giant woman that ruled the enormous atrium. Melissa fought back a smile of sudden pride and new hope. Maybe some day…even some day soon, now?
The huge space, aside from its giantess guardian, was empty now, the building’s vastness echoing with their footsteps, making Jay feel even smaller beside Melissa’s towering hourglass frame - her green dress hugging hips, endless legs and swelling curves. She gestured him forward, light at his back, barely touching him yet. Not pushing. Definitely not picking him up. Just guiding him to the right through the side door that led to the old FHMA.
As they moved in and through the waiting area, Jay spoke again. “I-I want to be clear about something,” he said. His voice echoed faintly off the polished floors. “I’m willing to stay. I’m willing to give some things up.” He hesitated, then continued. “I’m not pretending otherwise. If you need me to surrender some control over my body - if that’s part of what it takes for you to protect me, to care for me, and so we can be together through all this. If you let me guide you, as you grow, if you listen to me. If I have to give up control - I can live with that.”
Melissa’s breath caught. Just barely. Yes yes yes you’ve said all this.
“But not my inner authorship,” he finished. “Not my thoughts. Not my sense of self. I need to be…with you. Not absorbed.”
‘Inner authorship?’ What does he mean? But he’s not breaking up with me. He wants to stay mine.
The relief had hit her first, sudden and almost dizzying. Then the excitement surged in behind it, stronger, brighter, harder to contain.
He’s not running away from me. In fact, he wants to help me change.
Her fingers twitched at her side. She clenched them, forced herself to keep walking at the same measured pace, tried to keep her heels from cracking the floor, even as something inside her wanted to scoop him up, spin him, claim him as hers and shout it to the walls.
Instead:
“I can do that,” she said, carefully. “I want that too.”
They passed into the old wing’s hallways, familiar doors now - past reception, exam rooms, offices - the place now feeling different with him here like this, walking beside her, choosing her and their future together. This would be where it all began, their new kingdom.
They reached her office. She opened the door, ushered him in ahead of her, then followed - and closed it behind them.
The latch clicked. The room responded.
It was subtle, but Jay felt it: the air thickening slightly, the ambient hum deepening, accent lights coming on and seeming a touch warmer than he remembered. Melissa leaned back against the door, hand still on the handle, chest rising and falling faster than she wanted him to notice.
“You have no idea,” she said, a smile breaking free now, wide and unguarded, “how happy you just made me.”
She pushed off the door, crossing the room in three long strides, stopping herself just short of him - and making his breath catch. Her hands hovered, uncertain when she saw him flinch, then dropped again.
“I feel…so much for you,” she said, the words tumbling now, intense and honest down over him, “Sometimes it comes out wrong. Too much. Especially lately. Everything’s been loud in my head, since the powers showed up.” She let out a breath, embarrassed but earnest. “That thing, when you were at Randi’s, and I was at the lab - when I took you out of yourself, out of your own brain - I think that was me being, like, too excited. Not thinking about how it would be on your end. How you would feel about having your girlfriend be able to do that to you.”
She met his eyes.
“I’ll work on that,” she said, doing her best to keep her foot from tapping, “I’ll respect what you asked for. I don’t want to have to trap you to keep you.”
The room held them there, suspended as she waited - not for forgiveness, not for surrender - but for what he would say next. They both knew that, if she wanted, she could trap him, in her own way. Make him a prisoner. Who would miss him, if he was never seen outside these walls again?
“Yeah…” he began, tentative, “that made me feel so…” Shivers went down his spine, not all of them unpleasant. “...so vulnerable. So powerless.”
Melissa saw it, how just saying that thrilled him - maybe as much as it did her - and her eyes flashed. So did the overhead lights. Locked on his, golden-green and intense, her eyes were wide and her full lips parted as she processed his words. Her hand hovered mid-reach, fingers curling back slightly as if remembering not to grab.
The office felt alive in that moment - wall of windows reflecting Melissa’s impossible silhouette back at them, the distant glow of city lights twinkling, shadows alive across the polished floors.
“So…what you’re saying,” she said slowly, her voice low and earnest, brows furrowed in that adorable way she got when piecing things together, “is that if I promise not to mess with your head - like, no sneaking into your thoughts or dreams, or hijacking your brain into mine - and if you can help me make sure I don’t turn into something, like, bad or dangerous…then you want to stay?”
“Y-yeah,” he answered. He was aware, tacitly, of the change in her energy. Brewing beneath her surface, something was swelling.
“And…you wanna help me, help me get more powers..?”
Jay nodded, throat tight. “Yeah. That’s… that’s it.”
Her face broke open then - eyes widening, lips curving into a smile so bright it lit the dim office like sunlight. “Oh my god, Jay!” she gushed, hands clapping together as she bounced once on her toes, her breasts jiggling in the neckline of her dress like they were celebrating too. “I am…SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW.”
The windows rattled, the plant in the corner swayed. He took a step back.
“Like, seriously, my heart’s going crazy right now!” she belted, taking a step towards him, closing the distance again, “I love you SO MUCH, and thinking you might wanna help me become…whatever I want to be? That’s…that’s everything! You’re the best!!”
“O-okay…okay, Melissa…” he managed, eyes wide themselves, hands up.
“Baby - I promise I’ll be good, I’ll listen, I won’t push too hard. We’re gonna be amazing together! You’re going to help make me into…into…HAHA!”
She laughed, breathless and giddy, the sound echoing off the glass of the windows and the walls, reverberating in the room, her whole body radiating an obsessive warmth - eyes shining with a love so fierce it bordered on possession. The accent lights flickered again, quicker this time, as if the building itself was responding to her joy.
“And you…you need me to protect you, to protect you in this new world that’s changing, that’s going to be run by women,” she added, voice dropping to something deeper, more serious, her hand finally settling lightly on his shoulder - warm, firm, but not squeezing. “I get that. I want that. You’re mine to keep safe, Jay. No one’s gonna hurt you. Not while I’m around. I’ll be your big, strong girl - your shield. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore.”
Jay swallowed, feeling the weight of her hand, the promise in her words. It stirred something in him - relief, maybe, but also that familiar pull, the way her touch made his skin tingle even through his jacket. It was hard to hide, the way his body was responding. In fact, from her, hiding anything? It was impossible.
Melissa tilted her head, watching him closely, her smile turning playful now, a light tease creeping in. “So, um, honey…” she began, not needing to look into his mind to read him. She knew enough about him by now, knew enough about men and their silly little kinks, to know exactly what else was going on here. “Is this, like, a fantasy for you? Helping make a woman into something super powerful? Like, helping me get bigger and stronger and…everything?”
He balked, cheeks heating. “I-I don’t know if I’d call it a ‘fantasy’-”
“Oh come on,” she murmured, stepping closer, her body filling his vision - the skirt of her skintight dress hugging her thighs, its bodice straining over her chest as she leaned down just enough that her breasts swayed forward, heavy and hypnotic. “You can tell me. I won’t judge. Is it? Making me into… what? What do you imagine?”
She straightened a little, and the air seemed to hum around her - the lights dimming faintly again, her presence pulling at the room like gravity. Pens rattled in a cup on her desk, and she looked down at him over the swell of her bust. She’d put her hands on her hips, and struck a pose she knew would call to mind his comic-book ladies.
“Is this what you like, ‘partner’?” she asked, in a half-cracked laugh. This is just a taste of it, Jay.
His mouth went dry, his eyes drinking in curves before he could stop them. “Like…a superhero or something? Y-yeah…” he admitted, voice small, “Strong. Confident. Protecting everyone?”
“Oh…like an Amazon princess, hm?” Melissa chuckled, maybe knowing a few from the movies, “Like a tall, strong, busty woman, a warrior who protects her little prince?” She nodded several times, smiling wider like she was amused. “Sound familiar?”
He stammered, he nodded.
“MmmHmm…” she chuckled - this was fun! But she knew there was more inside him - deeper layers he wasn’t saying yet, greater fantasies buried under that surface. She could feel it, taste it in the air between them.
“I think we can do better than ‘Amazon Princess’ though, don’t you..?” she challenged, voice low and teasing, laced with a breathless excitement, “C’mon, Jay…think bigger.” Swelling her chest up even more above him to blot out his view of her face, she flexed one arm casually, and the sleeve of her dress tightened over muscle that hadn't been there a month ago. Then she flexed the other...
“B-bigger?” he echoed, “Like wh-what?” His erection had returned, and was joining the conversation - though he was trying to ignore it, it was not unnoticed by her.
“Well, I already have some powers, you know? Like my strength, my mouth and hair-“
“Your mouth and hair-?” Wait what?
“My voice, my stompy feet and, like, my vision, my hearing. How heat doesn’t hurt me. And-“
She inhaled deep, her breasts rising like twin mountains, then blew softly toward a stack of papers on his little desk, ten feet away. The gust hit like a hurricane in miniature, scattering them around that corner of the room in a whirlwind
“Oh my g-…Melissa…” Yes, his body was betraying him. His cock was hard, his voice trembling. Like in the past, displays of her powers were like foreplay. They turned him on. Now, though…why hide it? Why be embarrassed. You’re all in now, buddy. Go for it.
“Do more…” he said softly.
Her laugh cracked again. "You mean you like this? Hm? But you want me more, huh? More than an Amazon princess?" she repeated, “Well, hold on for the ride, baby, ‘cuz with your help…”
With a playful grin, she stomped one reinforced heel lightly, and the floor trembled under them like an earthquake, the lights flickering as the room shook.
“…this is just the beginning.” She leaned down, to look him in the eyes, and Jay's breath hitched when she gave a little shake, making her chest jiggle hypnotically. His cock was absolutely throbbing hard in his pants, she noticed immediately, reveling in the way his face flushed. "Oh, baby… look at you getting all worked up already. But yeah…this is just the start. With your help…forget Superman…”
Over tall buildings. Faster than a speeding train. Laser-beam eyes? Could she do it?
She moved in closer, her presence overwhelming, the air humming with her energy. "What if I was like Superman, but bigger? Like a giantess…”
She stood, loomed over him, saw how Jay's eyes widened, his arousal building visibly, his erection tenting as he stared.
crushing cars, toppling buildings.
“Pull down your pants, ‘partner’…” she instructed.
He did.
Melissa laughed, low and thrilled, her voice starting to edge toward something wilder. "You like this, don't you? Imagining me like that? So strong, so powerful…so huge?”
stomping earthquakes, breathing hurricanes, golden eyes blasting mountains. Jay was breathing heavy now, his face flushed, cock straining painfully and wagging in the air between his hips and her knees.
“We can make it that way…more!” Melissa's excitement fed off it, her voice getting breathier, more unhinged, eyes wild with joy as she saw how turned on he was. "Oh g-d, baby, look at you… you're so hard just thinking about it. You want me like that, don't you? Even more powerful…"
soaring through clouds, moving cities. and me, tiny me, safe in her cleavage, looking up at her like my goddess.
“More powers, Jay,” Her voice rose, giddy and manic, the room trembling again. “More size..”
fifty feet, a mile tall. with all her superpowers.
“Help me grow, help me develop…steer me right…”
ruling everything, body divine. breasts like mountains lactating oceans, hips birthing new worlds of enhanced women. Men tiny devotees at our feet, worshipping while I’m cradled in your lap, feeding, stroking, safe..safe…safe. forever…
Right before his knees buckled she reached down and scooped him up under his arms like he weighed nothing - her strength effortless, superhuman - holding him at eye level for a moment, locking his gaze to hers, filling his world with her face, but then higher.
<Glomp!>
His arousal was now a throbbing ache in her mouth, swallowed.
goddess…empress…my world
Jay shattered, climaxing hard in her mouth with a muffled groan, his body jerking in her grip as ecstasy crashed into a sea of feelings, an ocean of a future so wide and deep there was no knowing where it ended.
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