Someone Call Security Amazonia University chapter 3 by G-Writer

Leo’s heart was pounding and his palms were sweating as he took his dorm assignment envelope and made his way outside, finding a somewhat secluded park bench in the direction of the dorms and hopping up onto the seat (with more of a scrambling effort due to the size of women it was obviously made for than he was willing to admit). He stared at the letter for longer than was probably necessary, but… According to the agreement, he would be with this person without being able to change it for the next 4 years! Spending pretty much all his time with her! This was a big deal!

 

Nonetheless… he forced himself to take a few breaths and calm down. He wasn’t even sure why he was freaking out about *this* part of the process. After all, he was just getting a room number and a name. Unless he ended up with Sam, there was pretty much no chance that he’d even know them… If he was going to have a freak out moment it would have to be right before he entered his new dorm, not right now out here on a random bench.

 

Finally feeling his heart rate slow back down at this realization, Leo stopped his stalling and hastily ripped open the envelope. Before he could change his mind, he quickly unfolded the piece of paper inside… and immediately froze up, so startled he actually dropped the accompanying key into the grass. There was no way fate was this cruel. Of the hundreds of women at this school, how could it be her?! He looked one more time to be sure, but the name didn’t change…

 

“Cassandra Francis… Cass…” Leo immediately started hyperventilating. It had already been horrifying enough to realize Cass went to the same school… see her Amazonian self walking around, her pale ass hanging out of her bottoms like it always did, was enough to almost make him turn and run… And they expected him to *live* with her? His tormentor? His torturer? His bully? The world spiraled around him, moving faster and faster unti—

 

“…ohnson? Mr. Johnson? Are you alright?”

 

Leo startled out of his panic attack as a shadow loomed over him and a voice cut through his thoughts, looking up to see the *very* tall and equally muscled form of Olga, the head of security he had met earlier. She was bent over and giving him a look of concern, but anyone who looked on the scene would be forgiven for thinking she was about to eat him, her chiseled physic only making the size difference between them even more pronounced.

 

“It is Mr. Johnson, isn’t it? Or do you prefer… Leo?”

 

Leo’s vision was so suddenly encompassed by the gigantic mountain of a woman that he forgot for a few moments what had been so wrong, especially so when he noticed the true concern etched into the looming woman’s face. “L-Leo is fine, Ms…” He suddenly realized he hadn’t actually been introduced to her, and though her name tag had and did say Olga, he didn’t know her last name.

 

“Olga, just Olga. Do you… mind if I sit down?”

 

“N-no, go ahead.”

 

Leo was startled when Olga sat down beside him, her muscled bulk taking up most of the rest of the space on the bench with an appreciative grunt. In fact, if she had had more of a chubby and/or curvy shape, she most likely would have been sitting at least partially on his much smaller lap.

 

“Are you alright, Leo? You don’t have to talk about it, least of all to me, but you looked… pretty distraught. If you’d like… I was just on the way to your room to drop off your bags… We could stop there first, then I could escort you to your counse—“

 

“…can’t go there.” Leo was suddenly reminded as to why he had been so out of sorts, and his mind almost immediately dove back into that dark place.

 

“What?”

 

“I… I can’t go there! Cassandra… Cass… she was my bully! All through middle school, all through high school! I only got away because she moved! It was bad enough that she’s even here… and they want me to be her roommate!!!” Leo wasn’t sure why, but he found himself spilling to Olga, even though he’d interacted with her for less than 5 minutes total.

 

“Oh geez… That’s not good… Unfortunately, I know the pairing system has been heavily randomized to ensure the pairings are completely impartial… The situation of the school even accepting normal size males is… touchy at best. There won’t be any way for you to swap for a different student… Maybe the distance has mellowed her out? If she could reconcile—”

 

“Y-you don’t understand! It was horrible! And gross! She…. She…!!” Panic raised in his voice, as Leo was suddenly finding himself more afraid that Olga would brush him off or not believe him than even the prospect of him quitting the school.

 

Before he could panic more, he suddenly felt a warm and *very* solid force cup around his side, shoving him against an equally solid (though somewhat warmer) surface and hold him in place. He whipped his head up and around, quickly realizing Olga had taken one of her large, calloused hands and pushed him against her muscular, khaki covered thigh in as close to a hug as she could approximate with their size difference and without picking him up. “It’s okay, Leo. I’m here, and I’ll listen. I’ll even help you figure something out. Just… take a few deep breaths, and tell me as much or as little as you want to… Then we’ll see if I can come up with any options… Okay?”

 

Leo again took a few deep breaths, his face flush in both a blush and the panic he had been feeling. Although he had a feeling Olga would release the ‘hug’ if he gave the slightest bit of struggle, he did no such thing, and so she continued to support him there… even when he relaxed enough to rest his head on her thigh without thinking. He realized the faux pas he was making, sitting on a park bench like this and more or less snuggling against her thigh, but… she didn’t chastise him. In fact, the only consequence of this action was him realizing once again how rock hard her thighs were… and the bit of BO, no doubt from a long day of walking around campus, that he now couldn’t help but notice coming from her.

 

Taking another deep breath, doing his best to ignore Olga’s smell, he decided to just tell her everything. About how Cass had sat on him at every opportunity, how he was very acquainted with her farts, even how she insisted on taking him with her for every single dump whenever she could…

 

***

 

By the time Leo had regurgitated all his trauma about Cass, Olga had shown him a plethora of emotions. The anger and indignation she obviously felt at some parts was obvious, and was an emotion many on campus had seen either first or second hand when she was doing her security duties. But Leo also got to see several that few of the students probably had, namely disbelief at some of Cass’s antics, as well as genuine blushing of second hand embarrassment during the particularly raunchy tales, her darkly tanned skin filling with a color of blush similar to rust and the red streak in her hair.

 

“Leo, I… And all of this happened *before* she had her Amazonian growth spurt?”

 

Leo nodded in reply.

 

“I can see why you would be so out of sorts… And although I’d normally point out that she could have changed… even if she has, your response and resistance to wanting to be anywhere near her, especially continuously, is understandable…”

 

Leo perked up with hope, thinking maybe she could figure something out to get with another roommate, only for her next words to dash those hopes to pieces.

 

“Unfortunately… the rules really are quite strict on this… you won’t be able to swap out for another student roommate, and the college’s insurance isn’t willing to take on the liability of you being on your own… Generally, your options are to either room with Cass, or drop out, which since you already agreed to the program, will incur *substantial* fees.”

 

Leo somehow felt even worse about his predicament as he was reminded about the legal and financial ramifications of running away, and he was well on his way to another panic attack before Olga continued.

 

“But… there may be another option. Though… it might not be the best.”

 

“A-anything Olga! Just tell me what I’d have to do!”

 

“Well… you’d have to…” Olga’s rare blush again crossed her face, before with a shake of her mostly grey-silver hair, she got herself together. “As a trusted employee of the school, especially someone of my station as Head of Security, I could… I could use my discretion to have you live with me.”

 

Leo could only stare. Was she really saying what he thought she was?

 

“I told you it might not be the best plan. I doubt you were dreaming about having to live with a 38-year-old single woman when you signed up for the program… let alone a college staff member.”

 

Leo waved his hands defensively, not wanting Olga to get the wrong idea. “N-no, Olga! That’s not it! I was just surprised is all. You’ve been so kind to me, and now you’re willing to let me live with you? A-are you sure?”

 

“Leo, I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t. However, *you* need to be sure. Once I even text the Vice-Principal to tell her this is happening the ball will be rolling, and even my muscles won’t be able to stop it. Not to mention I’ll be putting the school in a bit of a spot. You won’t even have the *option* to quit once I do this, the school couldn’t take the negative backlash. It’ll also be a bit more harsh on you and your freedoms, as since I’ll be taking responsibility for you, besides when you’re in class, I’ll have to have you with me at *all* times, both in and outside of school hours. I’ll even need to escort you from class to class until the school is sure nothing will go wrong.

 

“Also… you can obviously trust me, and I hope that you do, but… Although I doubt it will be anywhere near as bad as your former tormentor, I… Oh blast, I suppose you need to know if we’re going to be living together… Leo, I work out a lot, I sweat a lot, and I’m not usually the… most cleanly person when it comes to my living space. And… do you understand what being with me *at all times* when you’re not in class means?”

 

“W-well, yeah… I’d need to be with you all day…”

 

“…And all night. And whenever I go to the gym. And… whenever I… need to go to the bathroom.”

 

“O-oh…”

 

“Yup… so… are you sure you’re wanting to more or less be ball and chained, and that ball is a 38-year-old single woman who may or may not be just as bad as your bully for all you know, and with *no* escape plan whatsoever if you change your mind? You’ll be around me more than some couples… and to be frank, most people will think we *are* a couple… or at least… well, you know. I’m willing to stick my neck out for you, you’re pretty cu— I mean, you’re in a pretty tough situation, and you seem like a really good guy, but you need to know what you’re signing up for.”

 

Leo opened his mouth to reply right away, but Olga scowled down at him, obviously very much wanting him to actually think this through. And so he did. And… ultimately he had to take the chance. If he was fully objective, even if Olga *was* as bad as Cass, it wouldn’t be as bad just by the virtue that she wasn’t *actually* Cass. Secondly, Olga genuinely seemed to care about him, which was more than he could hope for in most cases, even if it *was* possible to switch to another student… which it wasn’t. And he didn’t exactly have any other choice if he didn’t want to deal with the consequences of dumping the program… She had even gone out of her way to make sure he hadn’t made a rash decision without at least thinking it through…

 

And, finally… although Leo preferred his women curvy, and wasn’t all that into muscle, Olga’s caring side and shear size were both factors that Leo found quite attractive (though the latter surprised himself, not to mention intimidated him more than a bit). If he had to live with someone 24/7, even for the awkward bits… why wouldn’t he be okay with Olga?

 

“I-if you’re okay with taking me, I’d really appreciate you taking me in, Olga. I promise I won’t be a burden. And… Thank you for this. Really.”

 

An even deeper blush crossed Olga’s face as Leo, feeling a bit bold, nuzzled against her thigh, causing the big woman to freeze for a few moments before she suddenly released him and rushed to stand up. “Don’t… Don’t worry about it. We’ll figure it out… Let me text Bea and let her know the situation, and then we should get going. It’s almost dark already.”

 

Leo had been so distracted once again by just how *tall* she was compared to him as she stood to her full height that it took him a while to realize they had been out at this bench for hours, and the walking lights had begun to come on around them.  Not wanting to go into all the details just yet but wanting to make sure Sam knew he was okay, he texted her to let her know there had been a… “mix-up” with his dorm assignment, but he’d gotten it figured out and would tell her more in the morning. About the time he sent the message, Olga finished her conversation with the Vice Principal as well, and it seemed like everything had been settled as far as tonight was concerned.

 

“Whelp, the VP’s on board, but like I said, there’s no turning back now, Leo. Any regrets already?”

 

“No! I just hope you don’t regret sticking out your neck like this…”

 

“Don’t worry Leo, the only regrets I have right now is not eating more for lunch… I’m starving, but I want to get your bags to my place and you settled, so probably best to order something once we’re there… But my place is across campus in the staff housing… Do you… Do you mind if I carry you? I’ll take your bags in one hand and you in the other.”

 

Leo blushed horribly, but nodded after an awkward pause, not wanting to keep Olga from eating any longer than she needed to. Olga quickly grabbed the straps of his bags in one hand, easily picking up the relatively minuscule items, then… proceeded to scoop him up in her other arm, her forearm and hand sweeping his legs and feet out from under him, and his back being supported by her meaty bicep, not too dissimilar to someone carrying a football… or small baby.

 

As she took off at a leisurely power walk that would have required him to jog quickly, maybe even full on run to keep up with, Leo tried to enjoy the ride and not think about anyone who probably (see also, definitely) was staring at them as they went.

 

***

 

In no time at all, they had arrived to the staff housing, and with a dexterousness that was surprising for her size, Olga soon unlocked the door to her one-bedroom house without even needing to set him or his bags down. Once she was in, she was quick to shut the door, set down his bags, and then set him down in what appeared to be the living room. Looking around, he noticed a quite large and lumpy couch, a very worn-in recliner chair, a coffee table with various left over protein shake bottles (Amazonian size, of course), and a very large TV, all on hardwood floors. Various articles of obviously worn (and quite sweat-stained) clothing sat here and there on the corners of the various furniture, and a small pile of some clothes and what appeared to be used sweat-towels were in one of the corners next to a rolled up gigantic yoga mat. 

 

But what Leo noticed most of all… was the smell. The entire place smelled like someone had been collecting their used gym clothes all month, stuffed them into a bag, and then after shaking them up, stuffed *his* head into that bag. It was… pretty overwhelmingly horrible, though for Olga’s sake he tried to hide his disgust.

 

When he looked back to Olga, he caught her blushing once again, and it was fairly obvious he hadn’t quite hidden his reaction. “Sorry about the smell… I’m pretty nose-deaf to it, but the A/C has been out for a while, and it’s been difficult to find time to put in a maintenance request with how busy the start of school always is…”

 

With Olga obviously feeling bad, even though Leo knew this was *much* more than an A/C issue, he nonetheless regretted making her feel that way, and stammered out the first thing he could think of to assuage her embarrassment. “N-no! Don’t worry about it! It umm… It actually smells really nice in here! I umm… like the smell?”

 

Leo was so appalled by his own words that his sentence became more of a question at the end, but Olga didn’t seem to notice, too busy throwing him a gleaming, almost feral grin. “Oh? So you’re one of those guys who likes the smell of a working woman? ‘Sweaty is sexy’ and all that?”

 

Leo blushed horribly, unable to give a proper response, “W-well, a-actually… I umm…”

 

“Oh thank god! That’s honestly *so* relieving to hear. This would have been a *very* awkward 4 years otherwise. Glad I don’t have to worry about that. And… don’t worry, I’m not a kink-shamer. Thanks for trusting me, I know admitting things like that can be hard.”

 

Leo could only stare at her with his mouth hanging open. Did she… really now think he *liked* the stench of her BO, sweat, and dirty clothes??? Before he could protest, however, he was stunned into continued silence as Olga pulled her work outfit top over her head and tossed it onto the nearby recliner, kicked off her shoes and socks towards the door, and nonchalantly let her khakis pool on the floor before stepping out of them and leaving them there. Letting out a deep sigh of contentment and scratching at one of her stubbly armpits, she unclipped her hair, allowing the rooster tail to fall down, her grey silver hair falling to near-shoulder length, framing her face nicely, accented by the single red streak on one side. All these motions seemed very automatic and most likely what she did every time she got home.

 

Leo’s staring continued as Olga was now standing in nothing but… some sort of wraps around her chest and hips area, leaving her perfect 8-pack abs on full display. The BO smell in the room intensified 5-fold without her work uniform on, as if it had acted like a barrier keeping her stink in, and he nearly gagged, but was distracted enough by the wraps to keep it together.

 

Noticing his stares and blushing once again, Olga was quick to explain. “I suppose you’re wondering about these, yeah? Well… I suppose if we’re going to be together 24/7 you should see the gross things at least once… Don’t worry, I usually take off the wraps when I’m home, but I’ll keep them on after this for you unless we’re in the shower or something…” Leo’s brain nearly shorted at the comment about them both showering, but if that wasn’t enough to do it, when Olga unclasped the ends of both of her wraps at the same time and they nearly exploded in their haste to unravel themselves, well… shocked was an understatement.

 

Olga had went from having a *very* muscular, if feminine faced, masculine bodybuilder silhouette, with mummy wrapping on her chest and hips/behind that denoted some kind of injuries… and then all but transformed in something that would make the Amazons from Futurama look malnourished. Her almost manly pecs had suddenly become at least K cups, and that was in relation to her 24’5” height, so were actually *several* magnitudes bigger than that. And as she turned to show her side profile, he was blessed with the view of what could only be called a monumental ass and hips to match. If she was a more normal height, her ass would have easily been in the 60’s inches range, maybe even 70+ inches, with hips and ‘saddle-bags’ (the chub on the sides of her upper thighs) to match. In the exact opposite of the rest of her body, her breasts and ass/hips also had zero muscle definition, and jiggled and bounced with the slightest motion, her breasts also so perky that it was almost like she was wearing a bra (though she wasn’t).

 

Of course Leo couldn’t help but stare, especially as the wraps barely stayed on enough to cover her nipples and crotch, but his stare got an interesting reaction. “Yes, yes, I know they’re disgusting, I’ll put them away…”

 

Despite himself, Leo couldn’t help but reply in indignation at Olga’s self-deprecation. “What? What are you talking about? You have the most amazing body I’ve ever seen!” Leo nearly combusted in embarrassment at his own outburst, but Olga just stared at him quizzically.

 

“Really? In my tr—family, chunks of fat like this are considered utterly revolting. Even the fact that I *have* to wrap them to cover them up is a sign of shame. That’s mostly why I left home like I did.”

 

“Well… they’re idiots then. You’re like… literally the best of both worlds of overwhelming strength but also *all* the feminine curves and squishiness—I mean, ummm… appeal?”

 

Olga looked at him for a long time, but eventually a smile creeped back onto her face. “Well… thank you. You’re making a lot of unease I had about our time together a non-issue. I’d say you’re lying, but… I suppose I’ll use *that* as my lie detector and believe you.”

 

Olga snickered, causing Leo to be confused… until he looked down and saw he was *quite* obviously tenting in his pants, a fact he immediately tried to adjust and cover up… to mixed results. “I-I’m so sorry!!!”

 

“Haha, don’t worry about it. I actually take it as a compliment.”

 

Leo suddenly found it increasingly hard to try to cover up his hard-on, especially as they stared at each other in an increasingly awkward silence.

 

Choices:

1. They’re interrupted as Olga’s stomach grumbles, and she orders food and then gives him a tour while they wait. (Olga tries to act relatively normal… for now.)
2. After ordering food, Olga suddenly declares she needs to do her evening yoga routine… and wants Leo to watch closely “in case he wants to join her sometime”. (Olga does her version of flirting to/with Leo.)
3. Olga declares she needs to take a shower… And with a lusty look at Leo, declares he should join her not only in the bathroom (per the new agreement), but also in the shower. (Olga makes a move on Leo.)
4. Olga suddenly ruins the moment by releasing an absolutely abhorrent and wet fart, and immediately runs off to the bathroom… dragging Leo along. (Olga *really* has to take a dump, and Leo’s going to be with her… and if he’s unlucky he might experience it even more first hand. (Leo experiences an Olga dump.)