Giantess Stories - The Perfect Roommate

A história que vou postar agora é uma das minhas favoritas em inglês. Ela é de autoria de uma pessoa denominada Lilbit e conta as aventuras de Mark e Julie que dividem as despesas de um apartamento.

Julie é uma moça que acabou de terminar um relacionamento e se sente muito insegura, mas tudo isso muda quando Mark acidentalmente bebe um líquido que o faz encolher.

A história é longa e vou postar os diversos capítulos no decorrer dos próximos dias. Espero que curtam como eu. 

The Perfect Roommate

Chapter 1

Mark had begun his search for a new apartment 2 months ago.  He wasn’t having much luck, though.  Either the places were too small or the rent was too high.  One day, in a casual conversation, a friend of his, Patsy, mentioned that she knew a friend, Julie, who was looking for a roommate and maybe he should check it out.  Now, Mark had no intentions of having a roommate, much less a female roommate, but he was getting desperate so he agreed to at least take a look at the place.

From the outside the place didn’t look too bad.  Obviously, a very old house but kept up nicely.  He could hear footsteps shortly after ringing the doorbell.  Patsy’s friends were usually overweight and kind of dumpy so Mark wasn’t expecting anything much in the way of looks.  As the door slowly opened, however, the smiling face of a surprisingly cute woman greeted Mark.  She wasn’t a “knockout” but had nice features.  Blonde, 5’10”, slender and dressed like she’d just come from working out at a gym or something.  She wasn’t muscular but was definitely in shape. “Hi, Mark?”, she said breaking his trance. “Umm, yeah, hi, you must be Julie.”, he finally said.  “Nice to meet you.  Come on in and I’ll show you around the place”, she replied as she led him inside.

During the course of the meeting, Mark found out a few things about Julie.  She was just coming out of a long, bad relationship with someone named Don.  That is why she was looking for a roommate in the first place.  She said she needed a break from “living with a rat for a boyfriend”.  Julie was the type of woman who took all the blame for the bad things in a relationship.  And up until now, no matter how badly Don treated her, she had always gone back.  Obviously, she was still hurting from the breakup.  She owned an art gallery downtown and had flexible working hours.  Occasionally she had to entertain art clients at the house, but this would usually be during regular working hours.  And the one thing she definitely wanted to do was “take charge of her own life” again.

The more Mark thought about it over the next few days, the more he started to think that this might not be a bad situation after all.  A totally platonic environment with an attractive woman sounded much better than living with some messy guy.  So Mark decided to give it a try and called Julie back and told her about his decision.  “Great”, she said, “I really have a good feeling about this.  You seem like such a nice guy.  I think you’ll make a wonderful roommate.”  Feeling like he had to reply, Mark said, “Me too, I think this is going to work out good for both of us.”

One thing Mark noticed right away about Julie was that she had some very unique friends.  One was named Kelly, and she worked at a cosmetic research laboratory.  She was always bringing Julie the latest in cosmetic technology.  She was just one of those people who thought that every new makeup idea was revolutionary and everyone had to try it.  And she didn’t take “No” for an answer.  He and Kelly didn’t get along that well. The latest development was a product that was supposed to reduce cellulite.  Now, Julie didn’t have much fat on her but was always complaining about her thighs so when Kelly brought the liquid “miracle” over, she just put it in the refrigerator thinking that maybe she would try it later.  Apparently this stuff could spoil and to remind herself of that, Kelly used an empty milk carton as a container for the stuff.  Supposedly, the stuff looked like milk and it would last as long as milk would without spoiling.  The next morning, when Mark woke up, he decided to make himself a cup of coffee.  He wasn’t home when Kelly brought the carton of “stuff” over and when he looked in the refrigerator to find some milk for his coffee, he was relieved to find a carton of good wholesome milk.  “Nothing like milk in coffee”, he thought as he poured a generous amount into his coffee.  Boy, was he ever right this time.