Into A Bigger Land - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Martin´s ashamed. He´s been staring at her, so abruptly, yet cautious. This woman was kind enough to give him a ride when he arrived the country; kind enough to share her house, even if she got paid to give him an apartment. And kind enough to cook some breakfast.

She might be sort of… invading his privacy. Sort of stepping in, unannounced, and walk into the kitchen to do what she wants. But this is her house, even if this is, technically, his apartment, this is still her house.

But, isn´t this weird? Plus, she´s bending so much. Every time she turns and bents, he can´t help but to glare at her thick, firm ass. Why is he even doing that?

No manners? No respect? No common sense? Or does he feel invited to do so?

This was a strange moment to him. Should he stare? Should he not? The sensuality of the mature amazon drags his eyes into her erotic form. He can´t help it, his only hope is that he´ll get used to this. Eventually…

“Breakfast´s ready!” She announced, as she turned with a HUGE plate in hand.

“Wow!” Martin said, eyes widely open as he looked at a plate so big he could hardly believe this was just for him. “Is that… for me?” he swallowed, and not because his mouth was watering due to the food´s aroma.

The plate was much bigger than the regular plates for him, and it was FULL! A tower of four thick, large, and heavy-looking pancakes. A mountain of scrambled eggs, covered with cheese. Five wide stripes of greasily-delicious bacon. And two toasts, which of course, were bigger than the ones he´s used to.

Martin can´t lie, it smells delicious, it looks tasty, but is she actually hoping he´ll eat all that?

“Of course, dear! You need a BIG breakfast to start the day! One that can carry you until lunch.” Mrs. Hudson said, her voice as sweet as ever.

Martin was sure on one thing if he eats all that, he won´t be hungry for the rest of the day. The WHOLE day. And he´s worried about one thing, can´t she tell the difference in between them? In the size?

A woman like her can surely pack all that, but not him. She´s almost a foot taller, and he won´t dare tell how much heavier. She can surely use the calories, but not him.

For a second, a thought came to him. A slight worry about a look into the future.

People gain weight as they age, and when they work at an office, like him, well, that´s not good for the waistline. However, with all that food…

What if lunch was just as big? What if dinner was as large? Mrs. Hudson was such a caring woman, but does she hide something behind that sweet smile? What if she wants to fatten him up?

He could picture himself, blowing up like a ballon as the amazon feeds him. Meal after meal, he´ll feel like bursting, and eventually, all of those extra calories will start to pile.

“I hope you´re hungry…” he pictured the caring amazon, walking towards the table. Then placing a plate full of food. So heavy, so caloric. And he´ll be sitting there.

Weighing about 400-pounds, so careless about all that food he can now take in. In fact, hungry for it.

Martin came back to reality, leaving aside that sort of nightmare about this sweet woman trying to blow him up like a balloon. It was a bizarre thought, a weird one even, but not impossible.

“I… I don´t mean to be rude, but… maybe this is a lot of food?” hopefully she´ll understand.

“Oh, sorry, I thought you were the kind of men that eats a ton for breakfast. I… maybe I should´ve measured the portions a little. Silly me, cooking too much.” She understood, thankfully. “Listen, I´ll give you a plate, you pick as much as you want from this one, and the rest… how about we share the meal? I haven´t had breakfast yet. I mean, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, take a sit!” He was glad he didn´t have to eat all that.

He picked one pancake, some eggs and a stripe of bacon. Leaving the toast for the end. Which, of course, he couldn´t quite have. The meal was delicious, so much better than he expected. And he was as full as he needed.

On the other hand, Mrs. Hudson made sure to eat the rest of this large meal. And it seems she can take that in, and a bit more…

“I could have a glass of milk to wash this down. How about you? Want some milk? Or some orange juice? I can also give you some coffee.” She said, such a nice lady. But he was full.

“Thanks, but I´m full. It was so delicious, you didn´t have to bother.” He said.

“Oh, it´s my pleasure.” She smiled.

Mrs. Hudson was such a sweet woman, this is by far the most any landlady or landlord has ever done for him. But it´s clear that she´s not like any other.

For starters, she´s much bigger than anyone he´s met. The food can explain her curves. Why her body´s so fleshy, so sensuously thick. Maybe due to her age, and also because of the way she eats.

This got Martin wondering, how are the rest of the people here? Is this a place full of thick women? People are on the sturdy side? Tall, strong, husky?

When he gets to the office, he´ll know some more.

“Alright, here we are.” Said Mrs. Hudson as she parked right in front of his new office building.

She insisted on giving him a ride. Mainly because she “didn´t know” which bus took him there. And she wouldn´t risk him getting lost.

“I appreciate the ride.” He said, after failing on not peeking at her bouncing boobs as she drove down the road. Was this on purpose? Or she can´t really see him?

He wasn´t such an obvious guy, but when you´re sitting right next to the person, it´s hard not to get caught. He´s just hoping she won´t get too mad, she´s such a sweet lady.

“No problem, I do have some errands to do around here, you know, supplies and such. Want me to pick you up at 5:00?” should he be worried because she knows the time? Or is his schedule so regular?

“Oh, no worries. I… I´d like to use the bus, you know, to get used to it. I… I don´t mean to be rude or anything…” he´s an independent man, it´s kind of silly if his landlady drives him around. At least he feels that way.

“No problem. I guess I´ll see you when you´re back home.” That sounds as if they lived together… like a couple. Should he be worried?

Maybe she´s just a friendly woman. Perhaps, the rest of the people around are that way. He shouldn´t be so paranoid.

Mrs. Hudson´s the first woman he met from around. He can´t tell if the rest of the people are like her, or if she´s actually trying to flirt with him. Eventually, he´ll realize.

The first thing Martin noticed was that this building, his new office building, wasn´t as big as the one back home.

The whole building was about three floors high, and it doesn´t seem as wide, or deep in length. Probably as big as a department store.

He´s wondering if this promotion was actually a promotion. They were not trying to just get rid of him, right?

This place is as pretty as the ones on a postcard´s back, the air he breaths feels so pure, completely different from the one in the city. And it doesn´t seem like a busy place. Such a lovely place in a country he´s never heard of before.

And this only leaves him with a question, why are the headquarters here? The building he worked at was twice as big as this one, if not bigger. And it wasn’t the biggest one there was.

He´ll find out the reason…

He entered the building, passing a tall crystal door. And in the middle of a large room, he could see a front-desk. And at the front desk, he could barely see the top of the head of a woman that was sitting there.

He´ll announce himself and ask her for directions. He´s supposed to be the manager of a small team, a promotion as he was promised. But he has no idea who his team is, or where does he have to go.

“Hi,” he said as he stopped in front of the front desk. He could hear the fingers of this lady, typing on the computer. “I´m Martin Jones, I…” she hadn´t greeted him, maybe not everyone´s as friendly as Mrs. Hudson, “I was sent here for the position of manager…?” Maybe this woman won´t even notice him. But he was wrong…

As soon as the lady heard he came for the manager position, she knew who he was.

“You´re the new guy?!” She jolted out of her sit, emerging from behind the desk.

Martin gave a step back as she nearly jumped. He could see how she stood taller and taller, until she stopped, looming above him.

“Y-yeah…” he replied as the tall amazon looked at him with attention, and a big smile on her face.

Her big, bright eyes checked him out. Up and down. And, at the same time, he looked at her, but in a different way.

Martin had no idea how tall she was exactly, but he could tell one thing, she´s taller than Mrs. Hudson! Not by much, but she´s definitely thinner.

The front-desk lady stands at 6´7”, two-inches taller than his new landlady, and certainly much younger.

“I´m Holly!” She said, stretching her hand out for a handshake. “Welcome!” Well, now she seems friendly.

“Nice to meet you…” he´s wondering if she´s so attentive now that she knows he´s the foreign guy, or if she was just busy. But he´s tempted to say it´s because of the first one.

“I can see someone´s early.” She said, looking at the time.

“Oh, yeah, I… I had a ride here.” He admitted.

“Of course,” the look in her eyes, it´s the one of someone who´s looking at something they like. She´s almost eating him up with her eyes. “Your eyes are so pretty.” She added.

“Thank you. Your eyes are… pretty too.” That was uncommon.

“You think so?” she sounds excited, and she hasn´t let go of his hand yet.

“I… I don’t mean to sound rude but… where should I go? I don´t really know where my new office is…” Or who´s his new boss.

“Oh, of course!” She finally let go of his hand. “Here´s your badge, and you should meet Mrs. Legend at her office. Floor number 3, and, if you take the elevator, her office is at the end of the hall, at your left.”

“Thanks.” He said, grabbing his new badge.

“You´ll love it here.” The amazon said, with a look of love in her eyes.

“I… appreciate that.” He smiled and made his way. This was a bit odd. Certainly, very uncommon for his new day. And the day hasn´t even started.

He walked away, and Holly turned to check him out as he left. Mrs. Hudson wasn´t lying, women do love foreigners. And she wasn´t lying about height either.

“Shoot! I should´ve mentioned I´m single!” Holly complaint, inside her mind, as he was now too far.

Holly´s much younger than Mrs. Hudson, but she´s still a bit older than Martin. She just turned thirty, but she looks just about his age.

Her body´s also slimmer than Mrs. Hudson´s thick curves, still, Holly´s got a curvaceous frame. Thin, but with fleshy hips and some nice, round breasts. DD-cups, which doesn´t look as big on her 6´7” frame.

Still, her legs, which he couldn´t see, are so long and shapely.

Martin´s got a lot ahead of himself. And now, he´s about to meet his new boss, heading straight to the elevator…