Schoolgirl's amazing growth spurt 1 By Malleni This is a story I have remembered and witnessed and I can just say that nothing (really nothing) is fake or invention. *** Schoolgirl's amazing growth spurt 1 (By Malleni) Maybe that sound like long story, but it really beginning in early the eighties when I was about 11-12 years and since I was born in former Yugoslavia (we started school at 6-7years old), it can be about fifth grade at compulsory school. I think that I was about 150 cm (I am 180cm now) at that time and that was some kind average height for boys in this age. I didn't jet come in puberty, but I was on the threshold... There was a boy with name Zoran who was a quite popular and, as I remember now, very strong at this time (at least from my point of view - then). He was involved in all sport activities and I thought he was very good indeed in all of them, particularly in handball. He was about my height these days, or even slightly taller than me. On the other hand, there was a girl with name Oriana who was a quite good student, but not at all so popular and involved in sports. Maybe, because of her quite undersized physique and with a soft, almost thin look which we (as "stupid" young boys use to do) jokingly compared to a toothpick. She was about 130-135 cm these days. But nobody could denied that she hadn't very pretty features and long, luxurious, blonde hair. Moreover, if we were more attentive at this time, it could be obvious that she is not going to stay same forever, since some features as broad shoulders and long legs, foretold a figure that would someday blossom and a wiry strength that belied her thin frame. As I said, Oriana was a good pupil and quite good friend to me. I believe that she had a secret crush on me, but I don't know why (probably because the puberty didn't hit me jet) I stayed unattached to all this small flirts she made, and at another side, pretend that I am interested in other girls. Anyhow, these days she started to practice handball... and became lyric about it. She tried to pursue me to begin with this too, but I was never very interested in handball so I quitted soon. On the other side Zoran practiced handball very much and was better than ever and - one of the best player in school. As the friendship between Oriana and Zoran developed more and more, my relationship with her become colder with each day. We stayed a good friends, but I marked some changes, like these small flirts disappeared,... we talked more about general and common things than about relationships between people, animal, sexes... Moreover, Zoran appeared to take more and more time of our discussions and it seems that he was interested too for our skinny friend. I knew that it was just a time question when they would announce that they are - a couple, and I could not do anything about that - even if I want, because Zoran was stronger than me at this time. Today I know, that he had came in puberty before me and most of boys of this generation. An event of importance speeded up and made stronger their relationship. A guy with name Milan, who also attend same class as we, and who probably had a crush on Oriana, fight one day with her and in ember of struggle, he hit her at face so she started to bleed from her nose. Milan (who was same height as Zoran, but not so strong as him)had just one problem - in this particular moment! Zoran came in the classroom and saw his last slap...! What happened next wasn't difficult to predict. Zoran smashed Milan couple times in face and even as Milan want to escape that was not so easy because Zoran forced him down and made him to timidly apologized Oriana. That was all... After that Oriana and Zoran became unseparate couple... At this time (fifth grade) Oriana was about chin height to Zoran. I was still a good friend to booth of them, but that was nothing more than that... As time passed, at eight grade I grow to about 175 cm, and finally, I understand what Oriana tried to say 3 years ago, but it was too late for me, because she was still in love with Zoran and - there were another girls anyway. One strange thing with Zoran was very noticeable... He didn't grow almost at all...! Namely, he maybe took a couple centimeters, but he was not taller than 160cm, so I was quite taller than him and (I supposed) definitely stronger. That didn't seem disturb Oriana, since she was still shorter than he at 155cm, but with not so big difference as before. After the compulsory school I started at a technical gymnasium and they both started at another high school so I didn't meat neither Oriana nor Zoran for quite long time - so I almost forgot them. Under these years I hit my full height of 180cm and weighed a solidly 78 kg. Just once, I believe at third year at gymnasium (about 18 years), I met Zoran at street. He looked amazingly short (little) for me. It seemed that he didn't grow at all these years, but despite that he looked little and skinny, he seemed to feel good and look healthy. We talked a little bit and change some information about our lives and planes for future and I found out that he is still together with Oriana. I didn't think that this was strange, since she was a cute little thing and Zoran, despite his shortness was good looking guy also - so I just forget this... I have to admit that I got, anyhow, certain strange feeling, because of high difference I experienced now against one of the toughest guys from the past. I could not imagine how he felt now (probably - same as me - couple years ago next to him). With time I forgot this event and didn't meet Zoran next couple years after this. The time went and I made my compulsory military service and started with university. I had about 21 years when I met again Zoran and Oriana. There were at rock concert at football plane with several bands from former YU played there. I sat on grandstand listened music and looked around. There were many people from all towns around and on the end of one of performance - a strange thing attracted my attention. When the first performance finished, the concert organization permitted people to come on football plane-on lawn, because they were afraid of some accident, since thousands of young people just swung too much in rhythm of music. Then, after several minutes I noticed a girl with blond hair who's head towering over the average spectator. I was behind her on more than several hundred meters distance - so the first thought I got was that - she sitting on somebody's shoulder. Anyway, she looked quite powerfully built and, even if I could not clearly see her face, she looked familiar from this distance. After next performance, it was a pause on stage and, since night had completely felt, the feelings on concert become better and better. I went outside the arena and want to buy some bear, when I suddenly saw an unbelievable scene? The blond girl from football plane stood in front me on couple meters distance. She DEFINITELY didn't sit on somebody's shoulder, because she was enormous, a veritable giantess, towering over 2 meters in height, and looked like she weighed well over 100 kilos. Nice blond hair dropped on her broad, powerful shoulders. I was so concentrated on the this unbelievable scene so I clear remember that her massive breasts were evident under the loose, high necked white thin sweaters she wore. She had a black skirt - not too long (couple centimeters above knees). I easily could imagine - since I sow these powerful and well shaped calves - what strength are hidden in muscles behind this piece of black fabric. I - in my disbelief - tried to pass near her and another very much shorter person who stood on a short concrete fence (about 50 cm) and still was forced to look up in the giantess eyes. They stood in the dark under a tree so I could not clearly see their faces, but I was so curious to measure myself to giantess, that I take a walk ahead them and try to measure my shoulder to her body. My shoulder was clearly on same height as her elbow? I looked down... she DID wore flats...!!! Nice black, varnished - flat shoes...!!! I was so concentrated to measurement, that I became totally astonished as I heard their discussion and realized that the another person is a GUY and moreover her - BOYFRIEND!!! As I passed by the side of them and walk couple meters away, I was (again) quite simply "forced" to go back to another unbelievable measurement... I did concentrate on points on my shoulder and on giantess body and went same way back to them.... I again passed VERY near her and again I realized the AMAZING fact - my shoulder can barely touch her elbow!!! Suddenly, nice, little deeper, but still well-known woman's voice "from above" called - my name!!! I was shocked...!!! - Oriana...!!! Is that you...???!!! - OOOO... yes, I am changed... a little ... I mean I grow... a little..., but I am still Oriana ... She smiled, offered her hand and this was first time in my life I saw my completely hand disappeared in another persons hand, but she didn't stay at just handshaking... She leaned all way down, hug me and planted big long kiss on both my cheeks... Needless to say that I had to crane my neck way, way up...  to look in her beautiful eyes. - How are about you...? - she asked and seemed not notice my discomfort as she looked down at me and greeted me with a dazzling smile. I was so shocked that I could not make a normal sentence, but I try... I wasn't just little ashamed that she maybe could read my mind and discover my little measurements game, but I was also quite embarrass that the little girl who I used to spend time with, when we were kids, has become a giantess who can probably handle me as some child in neighborhood. I honestly felt like a dwarf, a very embarrassed dwarf. I just wanted to say something to her, when the another person came in discussion... I completely forgot him... That was Zoran...!?!  He definitively didn't change from our last discussion, couple years ago. He smiled happily too - from the concrete fence and offered his hand -of course as a friend to me. I immediately realized that he didn't care very much about body difference between him and her girlfriend. He was completely calm and looked as usual. Probably, after all those years - he just realized the facts and since this disturbs neither him nor Oriana he can happily - live with that. Very strong strange feeling hit me when I take his little hand after Orianas. It seems almost that MY hand completely comprised HIS... and that brought up all sorts of pictures in my mind. Actually, I had plenty of questions, but we just talk a little bit and I didn't want to embarrass them with unnecessary questions (even if they didn't seemed embarrassed) , because it looked that they love each other anyhow and even if I was curious to find how it happened - that a little girl become a huge giantess and, moreover, still continued to be together with a guy who used to protected her once in the past and who can barely reach her breasts now... Zoran was obviously quite confident on the fence hugging the strong neck of her huge girlfriend (which was at same level as his) with his obviously much thinner, shorter and weaker arm. In same time she unintentional caressing his bottom under the conversation with me. I swear (even if that seems unbelievable) that both cheeks of his bottom could easily filled a palm of ONE her hand. After the first shock, I tried to clear up my mind and even if it took a little time to estimate situation I believed that I started to act "normal"... In meantime I tried to take better look on Oriana. I tried to stop only gape up in open-mouthed awe, at the towering beauty and I timidly looked upward, past her wide shoulders (at least couple centimeters above my head) tried to start a "sober" conversation. Dazzling smile and lovely features, framed in long blonde hair, of a woman I HAD a chance to love in the past and who looming nearly a 40 cm above my own, on the other side CONSTANTLY disturbed me... I could not escaped flash imaginations - to being cradled against her giant bosom... At this moment I became extremely jealous to Zoran since I realized, that only I can do, was to cry over my stupidity. Besides all her figure - with long massive arms, endless legs with rounded hips and massive thighs (which probably hidden a enormous strength) - she didn't look as an ugly, anabolic bodybuilder... far, far away - she looked as photo model, but scaled to huge proportions... She was just a women, a huge beautiful women... I almost forgot the concert, but the sound from football arena waked up me from daydreaming and we decided to watch the performance together. One moment I can never forget... When we attended to go, Oriana just reached down and slid her big, shapely hands under Zoran's armpits and then (I could notice that her long, powerful fingers extending almost halfway around his narrow chest), with no more effort than if he were a child lifted him bodily into the air and put on the ground. It was the first time I could see the high (size) difference between them. I had to be honest - size difference between me and Orjana was unbelievable (at least for me), but between her and Zoran  - was without any comment!!! Almost ridiculous! Top of his head was quite exact - under the bottom of her huge and heavy bosom - and it not at all looked as big as one of these "bombs"... I estimated that top of my head reached couple centimeters under Orjanas shapely shoulders. I had so much questions to her... I wanted to be near her... to touched her...  to be a part of her, but I had to keep a "mask" and try to be a nice... We went in on the lawn just in the moment when the quite famous band started to play  - so I had to wait for more time for discussion. After a while, the crowd became too big and I supposed that - not only for me (especially for Zoran), but for almost everyone except Orjana - view became worse and surroundings quite warm with thin air... Situation was almost too hot... In this moment, happened something what completely astonished me - again...!!! Orjana reach down, slipped one arm around Zoran's thighs, lift him up and stayed so for a while... But it wasn't all "performance"... Probably, he was too heavy to carry on this way, so she took him under the armpits and switch him on her strong wide shoulders... They stayed (and played) so - all long time to finish of concert... At least an hour...!!! This strange and amazing scene seemed to embarrassed only me (and may be some people around us who NEVER dared to complain that they couldn't see anything), but had no effect on these two... After the concert was finished she just switch him (amazingly easy) on her right hip and released him on the lawn when crowd started to loose - all time with small comments regarding concert,... organization... and crowd but never regarding her boyfriend who just smiled and look calmly around...! They invited me to follow them to their home for couple glasses of beer, but as I had to compose all my impressions from this strange and unbelievable night, I promised to call and come some of the coming days and then, we could talk as long we want, since we had so much to talk about... TO BE CONTINUED... [ Part 3: "o22.htm" ] This is a story I have remembered and witnessed and I can just say that nothing (really nothing) is fake or invention. *** Schoolgirl's amazing growth spurt 2 As I came home, about 1 o'clock after midnight, I take a beer and try to recall all pictures and impressions I was bombed this day... How it can be possible...? Did I just dream about everything...? These unbelievable high, size and strength difference between my old school friends and "ancient love couple" - Oriana and Zoran. Moreover, I tried to imagine how it has to feel for Zoran in front her big sexy body of his - girlfriend...To crane your neck unnaturally each time you want to see her lovely face... To be carried as a child in these mighty arms, cuddled as a stuff toy on these magnificent boobs and be lifted high up each time you want to kiss these delightfully lips... I had to admit my jealousy hit me with huge power when I realized how good he should have together with this wonderful girl.... Deeply inside in these imaginations I just past out on the couch... It was almost eleven before I woke. I laid in bed for a few minutes trying to clear cobwebs. As I did so, I replayed yesterday in my mind, especially the scene on the concert. When I finally come back to reality, I realized I had a raging boner. That realization scared me, since I know that even if I would like to make something of my dreams it could be probably - impossible. Oriana was still in love in Zoran - despite everything... I made myself some breakfast and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After breakfast I enjoyed my coffee when telephone rang... It was Zoran.... -" Good morning, I hope that I didn't wake you up... ?" - he said. -"No - of course  not. I am just taking a coffee and prepared myself to go out..." - I answered. - "Oriana and me think that would be nice to invite you to some dinner today, so we can talk little bit more than last night. Anyway, that was a pretty good concert and we enjoyed it too... ( -" I am sure" - I thought immediately) What do you think...? - "Yes,... I agreed, but I don't know if I am too old or the noise level were too high, but I have a little headache..." - I didn't, of course, said anything about my "heavy night". - "Regarding dinner - yes - I would like to talk with you undisturbed for a while, too. It was at least couple years we didn't meet..." - Then - shell we say at five o'clock - said Zoran. - "Five is very well for me too" - I answered - "see you then..." - "Good... see you..." I took a lock to my watch and realized that it was - 1.20. It give me just enough time to prepare myself for couple questions and make myself nice, after this not so easy night. Under time I was sheaving I try to made some imaginary conversation between me and these two. I don't want to embarrass them or to show that I am so very impressed of Oriana and of their difference, but I want to ask them how they lived all these years we didn't have contact and I want to imagine all situations they went through. Certainly, they probably going to ask me to describe my life story, but it was not so big problem. I have a huge question: - How it happened that they  stayed together under all those years and I hope that they going to explain the another very important question their self, too. Namely - how it happened that once so little girl grow to such enormous proportions and in the same time continued to be together with such little guy who didn't change almost at all, from days I remember him. It was quite unbelievable for me... Of course, I was interested about their ordinary lives, their jobs and their future plans, but it would come after these "big" questions... After sheaving I choose a quite nice clothes, drink my cold coffee and went out. I wanted to buy some flowers, because it was first time I visiting them. Since I had enough time to dinner, I decided to take a walk to a special store, just a little bit away from my place. Weather was quite nice, so I can just say that I enjoyed this walk... I bough the flowers and continue to walk to their flat which was a couple blocks away. All this walking the "old imaginations", came up in my mind  and I was nervously shaking  as I knocked on the door of their apartment about 5 minutes to five... I had never been so consumed with imaginations and  desire for any woman before, but I could only to smile inwardly and think that it was "little" Oriana who had affected me so. When the door opened - I forgot what I had been thinking about!!! Oriana appeared with her smiley face in the door frame ... She was a towering giantess, much more over two meters tall, wearing tiny black dress, made for woman half her size and fuzzy slippers with at least ten centimeters heels. Why a woman over two meters tall would to want to wear heels was more then I could fathom, but they did look great on her and for sure added much to her massive sexuality. Her eyes blazed darkly and her gigantic breast jiggled and swayed sensuously with every movement - it was obvious that a bra was not confining them. I had never seen so much beautifully luscious flesh on one woman before. "Hi' ... nice that you could come. We didn't tidy up everything yet, but I hope that is not big problem to you...? ... I could see the swelling shapes of the huge nipples through the thin material and her aureole peeped darkly through the lace. Her blond hair was even fluffier than before, a halo of softness framing her face and wide bare shoulders.  As big as she was, there was very little fat on her huge body, just enough to proclaim the fact that this was a lot of soft luscious woman.... "... or may be that you would like to go out and eat somewhere...?" - she asked politely and I realized with embarrassment that - I was daydreaming - again. "O no, no ... I am sorry. That is no problem for me. I think that it going to be just wonderful here at your apartment. I was just so impressed when I so how you become such beautiful women..." - I tried with nervously smile to explain me - and almost forgot all plans I had made whole day. - "You're gorgeous..."- only I could say... "Oooo, thanks..." - said Oriana with smile... " Hej , do you try to flatter my girlfriend...hahaha?!" - Said smiling  Zoran and came from the bathroom as a really necessary "rescue" in this moment. Whole situation would be quite normal under another circumstances (more common), but with this couple in front me everything looked more strange than ever. But anyhow, I get a little "place to save situation" and I used it.... "Hi' man, glad to se you again.... Of course I know that she is YOUR lovely girlfriend, but I could not to be blind at facts. "- I said and offer my hand to him with smile. "Guys, guys..." - said Oriana, just rolled her eyes and ruffled Zoran's hair around as she invited me to come in... I believe that he could feel just like a six-year-old boy around her. Moreover, size difference made this comparation EXTREMELY - REAL. Zoran stroked a double handful of huge muscular ass, and her breasts bounced out of their cups. He released one huge buttock, raised up his head and locked with smile to her. His head was at least ten centimeters below her huge mammaries. "Oh, you darling little man!" - said Oriana sweetly caressing his hair and showed me inside the apartment - with dazing smile and little excuse. I was so surprised with this obviously "love scene" and I could not logically explain it. The apartment wasn't very big but it was nice decorated. I could imagine that this small parts of furniture can not be easy for Oriana to handle, but obviously she hadn't any problem with it. Zoran and me sat in easy chair and started a small discussion. In meantime, Oriana made some aperitifs and came and sat with us later too - with some cookies. They both were very interested about my situation, my plans, my girlfriends and all about the time we didn't have contact... Of course, I tried to explain patiently everything they asked and just wait to my "five minutes"... At least, they came too... I said something like - "OK, this was my story... I would like to know something about yours..." And they started almost in one voice... and I was happy to don't need ask the "prepared questions"... Last time when I saw them as couple, they were about same height (size), but today difference is more than - HUGE! Zoran started: " After at compulsory school, we both decided to go to Medical Upper Secondary School ... you started to Technical... Oriana and me become more and more "in love" (I hope honey that you agreed - Oriana just giggled and sent kiss to him) and that year, actually, we tried -sex. It was first time both for me and for her and I can not say that it was very easy at the beginning.  But with time and with more and more experience it become - normal and we started to enjoy in it. Couple months after our "first time" I got feeling that Oriana growing and catching me in height. I didn't think so much about it, but when I met her parents first time in my life - the thinks started to be more clear for me. My mother is quite short women, as you know (since we lived in neighborhood), exactly five centimeters shorter than me at  160 cm. According my mother and pictures I have my father wasn't a big guy neither. He was almost my height and maybe slightly thinner than me. He died in car accident when I was three years old, so I can't remember him so well. But he was a good and very clever man, with good sense for business and he made that neither mother nor me need to fight with "ugly life" without money... On the another side Orianas parents.... You going to meet them today, because they are coming for dinner today... I need not to describe... (?) First I didn't think so much about that, but I enjoyed my love with Oriana and keep living as usual. As time went, a small changes - become bigger and at the end of another year (we were about 16) Oriana wasn't shorter than me more. This fact made me depressed and I believe I was not just little ashamed of that, but Oriana supported me all the time. She told me then that regardless our heights "we are a couple" and she used to say plenty of times "I am HER BOYFRIEND - and going to stay that!".  Of course it helped for a while, but I was quite afraid also that she going to leave me for some taller guy whenever. At this time after summer vacation (somewhere about 17) she passed me in height for couple centimeters and it felt quite strange and intimidating. I felt so totally helpless and almost terrified in front the future. But, on the another side, we had wonderful sex and I could not stopped love her. We had wild sex almost each time we met and it seems that we could not get - enough. On the another side Oriana supported me all time with her - love and I think that it helped me and our relationship quite much." At this moment after Oriana filed our glasses again, she bent down and wrapped one arm around his neck and planted a light kiss on his cheek with comment:- "You were so beautiful, nice, clever guy that I could just - love you!" Zoran continue now holding his little hand in enormous hand of his girlfriend: "With 18 years old we finished gymnasium and I (same as you) had to go to military service for fifteen months! It was such chock me, but I couldn't do anything regarding this. I knew that this going to be a "final probe" for our love, but I could not expect so much of our relationship since Oriana was about 185 centimeters at this time (by the way - taller than you now!) and difference between us become almost "painful" - TWENTY centimeters! It was no more questions if I could reach something she put on high shelf, or if she need to bend down to kiss me... I loved her, but I felt insufficient compared with her. She wasn't so "powerful" as today (hahaha - Oriana giggled) but she wasn't thin neither. Of course, she continued to love and support me and convinced me all time that she love me - and just me - as a person - not as some plastic figure! I think that I met you these days and I remember surprise in your eyes (probably by my height), which made me ashamed and didn't dare to invite you to meet Oriana and me some where. I stupidly thought that I could "hide" difference between her and me. "Oh... no... I am sorry, if you thought like this... I never... " - I said, but Zoran just continued: "Never mind... I understand you and anyhow... I started at military and placed 900 km away from our town - that was some communist rule in this time. After one month she write a letter in which she explained to me that she is pregnant and she want to abort. She did convince me that she love me more than ever, but it would be much better to do it later since we are too young (and we were - obviously). I could not say too much regarding this, but honestly, I was almost sure that our relationship is finished then. Time passed, Oriana wrote to me almost each day and I write back and thought about her - each day, each hour, each second... After about 13 months she mentioned that she went through some noticeable changes, namely she wrote that she got couple centimeters in height and try to assure me that is not so "dangerous" since I was already shorter than her and that couple centimeters can not be a - problem. She send even some pictures, but despite I notice that she become little "bigger" I could not imagine her height so exactly. " "I was recommended from my doctor to work out and swim these days because of  this huge grow spurt. I took some vitamins and calcium for bones, but I wasn't so afraid because we have this in our family! Much more difficult was to explain for Zoran that I hit 207 centimeters - a growth spurt for more than twenty centimeters for just 12 months!!! "- Oriana explained and I listened in disbelief.  "Anyhow..."- Zoran continued - "I finished my military service after 15 months and went home with hope, little nervous but deep in love to my tall girlfriend. This love became just bigger and bigger since I had no chance to met her during military time. According to all her messages she still loved me and I was in blind love to her. You can not imagine my surprise when I went down from train and see her quite long away... She looked nervously around to see me and when I scream - Oriiianaaaa!!!! - She looked to my way and spring to me... I did the same - throw out my beg - and start run to her... After couple steps I realized that she becoming taller and taller which for the moment deconcentrate me ("You also looked - taller and taller - for me ...hahahaha - commented Oriana) and after I came up to her she become -not just tall, but - HUGE!!! I just gaped in disbelieved and embarrassment to her standing close to me, making me to look and feel more tiny then ever. Once again, I felt completely inadequate staring up in awe at her tremendous, gorgeously, voluptuous body, as I realized with frustration that the top of my head wasn't as high as her breasts. Standing in front her, I was still staring up at the bottoms of her gigantic breast. I WAS SHOCKED!...  For the moment I stayed scared of this difference, but even Oriana looked surprised for a second... But just second, because she  reacted quite fast. She stared down at me, and before I knew what was happening, she bent and wrapped one arm around my thighs and the other around my back lifting me from the ground like I was no more than a small child rotating and kissing me in her embrace. ("You were so sweet, nice and scared that I had to do something fast ... "- commented Oriana with strange smile on her lips.) "Honestly" - continued Zoran "I was not just surprised... I was relay scared and shamed (imagine "the soldier" in arms of her girlfriend), but I was in love too and after first chock I started to kiss her frenetically. "I was honestly little surprised too with height difference at the moment..."- commented Oriana - "but, he looks so good and sexy  in his little uniform, that I really had to forced myself to not just picking him up in my arms, running to the car and raping this little beauty. I understand that he is in some kind of shock as soon as I approached to him. He just staring, with his little head simply tilted back, as I neared him until he was looking almost straight up between my tits. It took me a couple seconds to compose myself and react - before he escaped in fear. Even if I was little surprised about high difference, it was probably just a fraction of his surprise and fear so I had to act quickly. I knew that he could be little embarrassed (since he is a shy guy ...- she said, caressing his hair with smile) and I wanted just to hold and kiss this wonderful and nice little soldier - my soldier!  So - of course - I took him up in my arms... just to prevent unwished scene. When I started to kiss him and when he answered too, I just want to unbutton his shirt there on station and make love with him... I almost forgot time and place we were... It was so much love and longing for him all these months who just came up... We both cried, naturally, and for a moment I didn't think on anything than his sweet lips. I didn't feel that I caring him in my arms neither. I supposed that Zoran didn't think so much in that moment about our size difference, but I remember that after a first "storm" he probably realized - the situation and with little voice ask me: "Maybe you should put me down..." I said something like: "Why...?",...and when I realized our position I said: "Oh,... OK ... I am sorry my love." and with kiss put him down. I can never forget this day". "Neither am I..." - said Zoran. "Yea... then came a moment of the truth..."- said Oriana - "I know that I had to help him over the first shock and I tried to do that with all my love. He had little problem with our size difference before the military, but now, it was more than ever. Only I could make situation - normal - again - and I did my best. We went to a coffee bar for a little talk and to relax a little. It is unnecessary to say that everybody (just everybody) stared at us with strange look, but both him and me used to handle these before, so I was sure that we continued to do that as before just after a while. I had right! (Zoran smiled and kiss her huge, but nice shaped hand). Of course, I knew that old same story coming up but I was prepared. You probably wonder, what I doing with guy who is half my size and height and maybe if I tried some taller guys too. Yes, I tried... I was unfaithful - just once!" - She caressing Zoran's head with her huge palm of right hand, planted a little kiss on his forehead and continued: - " It was right before Christmas. Zoran would come home to vacation, but then he couldn't for some reason. I was lonely... and horny. Then I met this guy, a basketball player, two meter three centimeters... . I guess I just had to know what it would be like. To make love to a man my size... well, almost my size. Whose body could cover mine. Who could kiss me, and touch my toes... it just was something I had to know." She paused. Zoran didn't comment, but I interjected curiously: "And...?" It was obviously that they talked about this many times and that seems as completely finished story for them, but for me it was new. "It felt half good or may be more indifferent, " she answered after a moment. "Not at all like with Zoran. Nothing even close to what we had. And afterwards, there was nothing. Just two overgrown youths lying on a small bed, trying to pretend that had something in common besides our size." "And he felt the same way?" I asked again. Oriana smiled. "Of course not, you moron! He's a guy! He's gonna want to stop fucking me just because we had nothing in common?" She laughed. "Although it kind freaked him out how tall I've gotten. I think he's used to looking down at everybody. Not with me around." "It meant something, anyhow"- she continued - " I had to get it out of my system. Now that I did, I can't ever imagine being with anyone but Zoran." She kissed him, lightly at forehead again. I was quite surprised and little sad after this comment, but I pretended and keep my mask unchanged... "Oh, and not that it matters"- she added with strange look to Zoran and smile - " but since you're probably, wondering... it was half as big as Zorans, if that - definitely!" I was about to object, but didn't. I knew she knew - I was wondering... Zoran just got a little red colour on his cheeks - but it was all... Maybe it IS answer to all my questions - I don't know and I am not sure to want to know... "But it was a century back" - she said - "and now I am sure what I had and what I want. I know, since Zoran admitted it that he tried another girls when he was in Army too, but I don't care about it." "Honey, you need not neither"- smiled Zoran - "You are all what I dream about, and all what I need in my life! EVERYONE is insufficient compared to you!" With this comment Zoran stood up, walked to her easy chair and sat on her big lap. Sitting there on her big muscular thighs and with his head leaned over against big round tits he remaindered me to a skinny child in her mothers embrace - before feeding. I am not sure if he had ragging erection - but  I had it in this moment - definitely... She pulled back on the chair and gently ran her right hand fingers along the side of his face. Zoran wrapped his hand about her finger and kiss her hand. I could study the difference between their hands... Her middle finger was as long as his entire hand! Sometimes I believed that they, really, didn't care if I was there or not... but after a moment, Oriana continued this fantastic story about their love: "I am sorry pal, we just kidding a little, but it happened and what we can do now about it...? Actually, we don't think about the past so much neither. I know that people talking about us behind or back, but I don't care... I really don't care! I believe that Zoran think about it on same way, since he is still together with me. I mean - I know that "village" talk and consider us as odd couple, since we are not "common" according theirs point of view, but I don't live with "village" - I am living with Zoran and HE is my man! You can imagine - if I would be shorter than him - nobody (probably nobody) would comment or think that is something strange with us... WE HAD  that situation a couple years back. It was accepted and "very common"... The guy is there to "protect his girl" and moreover Zoran was really there - and really protected me! Everything was OK and we could continue how long we want - without strange look from people in our surroundings. On the another side it become problem - for surroundings - when things changed a little... When Zoran become shorter than me the most of people we knew considered that we are NOT  so good for each other and that is probably just question of time when we would broke... Stupid! I mean, what is a "big deal" with that. If we enjoyed together before - I couldn't see a reason to not still continue enjoy...! Only difference was our physical size - and NOTHING more! You can say that Zoran can't "protect me" anymore, but I need not to be protected. Moreover, I can protect him if he need protection, but I believe that he can take care about himself more than me. We were a "couple in love" before and not "father (protector) - child (protected) couple". We were and we always going to be the EQUAL parts of entirety - regardless our size! Zoran mentioned that he had a problem at the beginning with all this "poisonous" comments and "friends" with their advices... Of course, I was exposed too, but I think that I could easier handle with them because they become just more and more scared by me and my definite standpoint (and maybe little by my size too... hahaha). So, with time and with all experience we got "on the way" we could overcome all these small difficulties and continued with just more love for each other!" As they sat on this way, she had to leaned little forward and gently pulling Zoran's head into the vast cleavage between her massive breasts, squeezed him to herself and caressing him added: "I really love this little guy." "And I really love you - my big honey girl" said Zoran. She was so huge that his face was hardly as big as one of her enormous breasts. Than, she engulfed, with her huge hand, the back of his head, lifting and pulling his face to meet her plush, pouting, open lips and Zoran had to bend his head back and stretch up a little to meet her on way down. Her heavy lips engulfed his and her huge, writhing tongue drove into his mouth demandingly as her huge breasts crushed against him. "Oh... Yes... I can't say that we had not or haven't problem, but probably not more then other couples." - added she. "Since Zoran came back from the Army and  after we decided to live together, some problems coming some disappear. Like at the beginning, when we needed to adapt to our "new" size... There were some problem for example with "too little" furniture and "too high" shelf, but we overcame even these with favorable results... hahaha. We try to live as a usual modern couple and I know that we had quite nice here. Zoran grow up without father, but I lived in family with quite strong father figure. Even if my mother or me could think or do opposite of his will we some how didn't do that. Maybe of tradition or neighborhood, but it was... And it is same today too. You probably don't believe me, since YOU ARE SURE that I can decide over Zoran because of my size, but I don't like any pressure - not tradition nor force at all. Moreover these relationships whom built on pressure can't survive on long term, and I definitely want to have LONG TERM relationship with Zoran." At this moment the doorbell rang and I took look on my watch - 07.05... We talked quite long and I didn't noticed that time was so much. It was more than interesting. "There are probably my parents" - said Oriana and move a little bit on her chair with Zoran still sitting on her huge thighs. I believed that HE would open the door, but not... Oriana just kiss Zoran again and moved her hands under his arms. Then, she had straightened up as she crushed him to herself in her massive arms, and lifted him effortlessly off the floor. Not even seeming to notice his weight as she held him easily, with his feet dangling nearly sixty centimeters off the floor. Zoran wriggled ecstatically in her titanic grip, squirming and rubbing his chest against the erotic mass of her voluminous firm breasts. When they came up for air she let him slide slowly down to stand on the floor, with her hands still crushing his head into the enormous fleshy valley between the prodigious mountains of her huge, lusciously firm, fleshy tits.  He lowered his hands to the voluminous swell of her broad buttocks, his hands roaming over her hips and ass caressing and squeezing. Her eyes were half closed with pleasure: -"Ohh my little hero... No...Not now...! I had to open the door and besides - we had guests...!" Once again I felt completely - OUTSIDE! Zoran just smiled quite innocent and unmoved. I understand him now and become jealous - more than ever! It was more than obvious that they are in love - and I could not explain my feelings in front these facts! Oriana went to corridor to open the door and Zoran sat on his easy chair with smile, toasted me and said: - "I am sorry pall. It wasn't meaning to embarrass you, but it just happened between us sometimes. I really love this girl, my friend..." "Never mind... I see, of course, and I think that you are really lucky couple. I am not embarrassed at all" - I answered and in this moment came in the room a quite short man (maybe slightly shorter than Zoran) in his fifties, followed by tall women (at least ten centimeters taller than me) with long black hair and Oriana. The women looked at least couple years younger than the short man. "Those are my parents"- said Oriana "and he is my old school friend which I talk to you about, mamma." We shake hands and I got same "old" feeling when I doing this with the members of this family. I wasn't astonished as at the moment when I met Oriana and Zoran first time after so many years, but little bit anyway... Situation become clearer now and I understand the whole story little better. I just wondered what about his father's wishes and the "traditional" way of life, but I need not to wait too long... "Oriana, I hope that you did everything and that dinner is finished because - I am hungry! We don't take aperitif but going directly to kitchen to eat." her father said strictly, while her mother just smiled quietly with no comment at all. Size difference between them wasn't so big as between Oriana and Zoran, but it was quite remarkable too, in my eyes. Mother was obviously quite younger than her father was - and much bigger and stronger too, but it seems that Oriana had right - father decided about everything. It was quite remarkable too that Oriana seems to listen his command  without protest neither. This man has probably a strong character or he is jerk... I wasn't sure. As we sat around the table he started discussion and it wasn't question "who" decided... Remarkable! Of course, I just continued to play according the "rules"... To be continued ...