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This is a story I've written that I'll be posting in several parts because it's quite long. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1: Sighting

Six months ago today, though it still seems like yesterday, I was out walking in the forest, one of my more enjoyable pastimes. It was a cold, clear autumn day. The sun was shining with a warm golden light, that illuminated the trees. The trees in turn glowed with a beautiful golden green light that seemed to radiate through the entire forest. There was a slight haze of mist that created shafts of sunlight that pierced the canopy of the trees that towered so majestically overhead. As I walked, I could see my breath come out in puffs when ever I exhaled. I was wearing my favorite green jacket and a pair of old jeans. The ground was slightly damp, Im pretty sure it was from the frost, and so there was a good bit of mud on the path. I had left the road 10 or so minutes previously, and I had come to a clearing. In the clearing, there was a very large swing that was attached by a long rope, high up in the tree. I always wondered how a person had managed to get the rope all the way up in the tree. I frequented this clearing often, for I loved the feeling of exhilaration that I got from swooping across the grove, perched on the swing. Today though, I didnt feel like swinging. Instead, I went and sat down at the base of the trees trunk. I laid back there, closing my eyes and sighing contentedly. This was my favorite type of day, when it was clear and cold and everything was beautiful.

After my brief rest on the swing, I continued onward, moving up the small, winding path the traversed the side of the butte. The path got fairly steep at a couple points and I had to use the small trees and tufts of grass that the path curved around to keep myself from pitching over backwards. I crested that small portion of the hill, then followed the path, now walled with high grass and blackberry brambles. I came to the small wooden gate, aged and falling apart, and stepped though it back onto a more mainstream path. The path now led into a small meadow, but I didnt linger there. Instead, I simply crossed the meadow, and went back into the forest, on the trail that lead up the mountain. After a good bit more hiking, I finally reached the top and looked around. It was the same as it always was. To my left, there were trees, and through some of the gaps, you could see the city sprawled out below. To the other side, there were farms and fields, patches of green, varying in shades. I walked over to a special look out place where the wind always seemed to blow. Almost in the gap in the trees, there was a tree, or possibly two trees that had grown together. I didnt have to be home any time soon and the tree was always a fun challenge to climb. I jumped up and grabbed the lowest branch, hoisting myself up. From there, it was easier, but still fun and soon I had climbed a good distance from the ground. I found a comfortable branch and sat back, my back resting against the trunk of the tree.

Thanks to the sun and beautiful weather, I had started to drift off when I heard footsteps. Curious, I cracked open one eye and looked down from my perch. I was well hidden by the cover of the branches, and my jacket blended in fairly well with the green boughs of the tree. The sound of the footsteps grew closer until, finally the person to whom they belonged came into view. I was so surprised, I almost fell out of the tree. Standing below me was a girl, but one hell of a girl. From where I was, I couldnt really get a good estimate on her height, but I knew that she had to be at least seven feet tall. That wasnt the only thing though, not by a long shot. She was enormous, and not in a fat way at all. She was wearing a moderately tight, blue sports top and short running shorts. Both garments were stretched to what looked like the breaking point by muscles. From my vantage point, looking down, I had a clear view of her ample bosom as well. I could feel myself blushing just looking at her. She stood there for a second longer and then, after glancing around the top of the mountain, she took off, running towards the path that led down the other side. I almost called out something, but checked myself at the last second, knowing it would just be awkward and stupid.

I sat in the tree for another good hour, simply trying to get a grip on what I had seen. For me, it was like some kind of dream come true. I had always had a thing for strong women, and I had often had fantasies about them. But those were just fantasies, and I knew they could never be realities. Yet, there she had been. A girl who looked like she had been plucked from my mind, from my most perfect imaginings. I wasnt sure how to deal with it though. I was sure that I didnt want to tell anyone, mainly because I was too embarrassed to admit my secret desires. I slowly climbed down from the tree and walked home, thinking about that mysterious girl the entire way.

Chapter 2: Spying

I was walking through the forest, coming up the path to the swinging tree. There, in the clearing stood the girl. Huge, perfect, more beautiful and sexy then any human had the right to be, and she was staring straight at me. I was frozen in place, unable to move. Slowly, she started to walk towards me, her footfalls silent. She walked straight up to me, and I found I was tilting my head back to try and see her face over the immense bosom that seemed to be right at my eye level. Her face was hidden by shadows, but slowly, she began to bend down. I could see her lips, full and luscious, poised for a kiss. My heartbeat quickened but I could do nothing. Her lips were mere inches from mine, when she stopped. I wanted to step forward, and kiss her, but my feet refused to obey. Then, as though she were responding to my mental pleading, she began to move forward again. Our lips metand I woke up, the buzzing of my alarm shattering my perfect dream. I smacked the power button on the alarm with a good bit more force then necessary and groaned.

That dream was just the first of many that would come in the following week. Try as I might, I could not get the thoughts of that girl out of my head. I did my homework like normal, I was still playing soccer, and I still interacted with people as little as possible, but I was distracted. People started calling me space cadet, but I didnt really care. It was as though someone had taken my mind and strapped it into a chair, with a giant video of the girl jogging up to the top of the mountain set on repeat. I was totally obsessed, and I knew I had to do something about it. After what seemed like five long years, instead of five days, the weekend came around again. Not really sure how I was going to find the girl again, I decided to simply go back to the top of the mountain like last time and wait in the tree.
I climbed the familiar path, but I did not stop to play on the swing, or to admire any of the foliage. I simply raced to the top as quickly as I could, and then rushed up to my perch in the tree. I checked my watch. If she came at the same time as last time, she would be coming soon. Sure enough, after a short wait, I heard the sound of footsteps and there she was, huge and beautiful, her strong legs rippling with muscle as the pushed her massive frame up the side of the mountain. As before, I was struck dumb by her physique. The sheer size and sight of her body made me feel giddy and slightly lightheaded. I found myself errantly imagining what it would feel like to be squeezed by those arms. To be embraced against that massive bosom and to be cradled by this giant of a woman. All too soon, she had come and gone again, and I knew that I only had tomorrow to see her, and then it would be five more days of torture.

Chapter 3: Meeting

Quickly, I settled into a routine. I would go through the week, trying to focus on every day life while my thoughts were on the tree, which I now called my spying tree, and my fantasy girl come to life. Then, on the weekends, every Saturday and Sunday at the same time, Id race up to the top of the mountain so as to get a glimpse of her. Days went by and soon autumn turned into winter. Though I had been watching this girl for so long, I had never figured out a way to approach her. As it turned out though, I wouldnt have to do any planning at all.

Winter break had started and now with all of my free time, and nothing to distract me, I found myself thinking about the girl far more then usual. I knew that this obsession was not good for me, but I couldnt do anything about it. I was hopelessly hooked on spying on her. With all of the thoughts, I couldnt help but wonder if she might hike up the mountain other days besides the weekends. It was another clear day and to me, it seemed like nature was willing me to go for a walk. I smiled, put on my coat and left a note of my parents, telling them that I was out walking and that I would be back before dark. I took off into the woods and soon I was jogging along the path to the top of the hill. I checked my watch. I was at least an hour too early to see her, but I could wait. It was a good day to just sit in the sun and do nothing.

As I neared the top of the mountain, I found the path to be covered in blackberry vines. Some people must have come up and cut them all, but not bothered to clear them away. I was so intent on trying not to get my legs stabbed, that I didnt notice the person sitting against my spying tree until I was but a few steps away. I started for the tree and then froze as I noticed the fact that there was someone there. My gaze snapped up, and alighted upon her face. It was the girl who I had been watching for all this time, just sitting there, staring at me. Before I registered it, I found my eyes sweeping over her massive body. She was wearing a sweat shirt that, at least on her, was tight fitting, and a pair of jeans. The look on her face was one of amusement but one that held a bit of nervousness as well. I swallowed, trying to clear my throat enough to even say hello, but I was so nervous that I couldnt get a sound out.

Im not really sure how long we were there, just staring at each other, neither of us making a move. At the time, I had no idea why she just sat there, looking more nervous then anything else. I knew exactly why I couldnt move. For some reason, I thought that she must know I had been spying on her. Even if I could have spoken, I had no idea what to say. Finally, she broke the awkward silence with a tentative, Hello. I swallowed a couple more times before replying with a stuttering, H-hi

I was torn between the desire to run to her and do god knows what and the desire to run and hide under a rock. The sound of her voice, a more or less normal voice, but a nice one all the same, echoed in my head. After another long, awkward silence, I pulled myself together enough to say, Nice weather, eh? I could have kicked myself for such a stupid opening line, but it had already been said.

YeahI just love it when its clear and sunny, but still cool, she said, watching me like someone trying to get a good look at some rare bird that might bolt at any second. I couldnt fathom the reason for this look, but it didnt seem important at the time.

Sodo you come here often? I asked, hoping that her reply would dispel any notion of her knowing I was spying on her.

Yeah, I run up here most of the time, but I thought Id just come up and watch the clouds today, she replied, her gaze shifting from me to the soft, white, fluffy clouds that hung in the sky. As she looked away, I used the moment to take in her looks a bit more. As in my dreams, she had full, soft looking lips. Her nose was just medium sized, nothing special or exotic. Her eyes though, they were really nice. Even from where I was standing, I could see that they were pure, dark green, the color of fresh pine boughs. Her hair was brown with streaks of darker red mixed in. It was long and straight, reaching down to the small of her back. I looked back up, just before she seemed to remember I was still standing there. What about you? she asked, smiling.

I began to relax a bit, and the funny thing was, as I relaxed, so did she. I just felt like going for a walk. I like stopping up here. The view is always good, especially on days like this, I said, looking past her at the city. The sunlight glinted off of the windows of the far away buildings, making me squint slightly.

We both lapsed into a somewhat pensive silence then. I didnt really know how to go on with the conversation, and it seemed that she was equally stuck. I realized I was still standing in the middle of the path, which seemed a bit awkward, so I walked over to a patch of bare earth that faced the windy outlook. There always seems to be wind blowing up this little part of the mountain, I murmured, more to myself then to her.

Yeahits a bit weird, but kind of cool, she said, glancing around the top of the mountain, as though she were expecting there to be someone else up there, watching us. I was spacing out, just staring up at the clouds as they drifted across the sky. It was funny. I had been obsessing over this girl for more then a month and now that I was finally here, talking to her by some strange turn of events, I was spacing out and watching the clouds.

Turning to her I said, My names Jake, hoping I wasnt making some grave mistake. It seemed like the right thing to do, telling someone who you were talking to your name, but I was completely inexperienced in talking to girls, so I really had no idea.

Im Melanie, she said quietly. I glanced at her and found that she was staring at me as though I were some complex math problem that she just couldnt figure out. I waited for a little bit, and when she didnt stop, I asked, Umdo I have something on my shirt? looking down as I spoke.

She started, and then looked away blushing slightly. N-no, sorry she stammered, seeming embarrassed. This confused me. Why would she be staring at me? I wasnt anything special. I was wearing jeans and my green jacket like always, and my hair was a bit messy, but nothing too extreme.

Again, the silence stretched out and I found myself staring off into space. I looked back at her and found her watching me again, as though there were something incredibly odd about me. I sighed and then stood up slowly. Looking down, so I didnt lose my nerve, I walked over and stopped just a couple of yards way from her. I looked up and met her green eyes, with my own. What is it? Why do you keep staring at me? I asked, trying to sound slightly annoyed. It was pretty hard though. Just being close to her was making me a bit dizzy, and now I could smell some pleasant fragrance coming from her. I knew that I was totally falling for her, but I was pretty sure she was a good bit out of my league.

Wellumits just thatyou dont seem scared of me or anything She said hesitantly, as though that were some totally foreign concept to her. I couldnt believe what I was hearing. Scared? I started laughing, and it took me a good while to get back under control.

Scared? Why would I be scared? Should I be scared of you? I asked, still giggling. I dont know why I found it so funny, but I just didnt really get how someone could think someone as beautiful and sexy as her could be scary.

Well, most guys that Ive met wont do more than say hellothey just try to get away as quickly as possible. Theyre scared of mebecause of my size, she said, a bit sadly.

OhI see. Well, I try not to judge people on how they look. Its like judging a book by its cover, I said, quoting my dad. He was always talking to bums on the street and other down and out people, just to prove that they were people too.

Satisfied by her answer, I walked back over to where I had been sitting before and sat down, looking up at the clouds again. I looked over at her and saw she was smiling. Then she stood up. Before this, I had always seen her from above and because of that, I had never really been able to see just how big she truly was. It was really apparent now. She towered over me, and even though I was sitting, I was pretty sure standing up wouldnt have made much of a difference. She moved closer to me, and then sat down, facing towards the valley as well. She was close enough now that I had to tilt my head a good way back to see her face.

The wind blew her hair slightly, giving it the appearance of a shining river. She was sitting with her legs straight out in front of her and her hands behind her, keeping her from falling over backwards. Of course, that meant that her shoulders were pulled back as well and that her chest was pushed out. I could feel my face growing hot as I looked over her body. She looked over at me and said, Okay, now youre the one staring at me.

Cursing my lack of self control, I looked up and met here eyes, which contained none of the annoyance that I was expecting. Instead, they seemed to be laughing, and sure enough, she was soon shaking with suppressed laughter. I must have had a really dumb look on my face for her to be laughing as hard as she was. I looked down at my lap, embarrassed and annoyed with my self.

Hey, dont sweat it, youre not the first person whos stared at me. Plus, the look you were giving me is better than the normal ones I get, she laughed, looking down at me. I glanced back at her and her expression was consoling and happy. Pardon me if this seems a bit forward, but how old are you? she asked.

I hesitated a second before answering. I was really contemplating weather or not to tell her how old I really was. Better to just tell the truth, I thought. Im fifteen, I said, hoping there wouldnt be anything wrong with that.

Really? Im 17! she said. She looked at me, and started laughing again. I realized that I had a really incredulous look on my face and I quickly wiped it off. I was dying to ask how the hell she had gotten so big, but I knew that it would be really a really insensitive question so I bit my tongue. She laid down, putting her hands behind her head and closing her eyes. I found my eyes drawn to her yet again, sweeping up and down her body while my imagination worked overtime. She opened one eye and glanced over at me.

Hey, are you sure youre ok? You look kind of red, she said, some concern in her voice.

YeahIm fine, I lied, looking away from her. Just to have something to do, I laid down too, looking up at the clouds, and trying not to have perverted thoughts. I could still smell the sweet scent that emanated from her, and I soon found myself growing drowsy. I opened my eyes and looked at her again. She looked like she was asleep. Her chest rose and fell gently, and she looked totally relaxed. Smiling, I laid back and closed my eyes again, wondering how the hell I had just gotten so lucky.

I woke with a start as a cold draft blew up my pants leg. I sat up and looked around. The sun was setting, and Melanie was gone. Where she had been lying, there was a note pinned to the ground by a rock. I took the note and read it. It said, If you want to hang out again sometime, Ill be up here at about 1 oclock every day till school starts again. Melanie I smiled and pocketed the note before heading back down the mountain to my house.