Yakima pops the question
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
*Written on request*
Yakima let out a loud yawn, rolling her shoulders and receiving a gratifying *crack* from them. Ooh! Oh, that felt good... Even though she was wearing a bra that fit pretty well and gave her plenty of support, it didn't take away from the fact that she still had to carry a lot of weight around wherever she went. Days like this which were spent mostly traveling were usually a huge pain in the butt for her because of how uncomfortable her body was by the end of it.
Though out of the corner of her eye she could spy your bright red face, staring in open-mouthed awe as her stretching had set her massive boobs bouncing and swaying. For once, Yakima didn't mind the staring- at least you weren't like the morons and pervs she'd put up with in high school and afterwards. Back in high school Yakima had been forced to constantly be on guard for boys who decided they wanted to get a feel as well as a look. And it hadn't been just the guys who she'd had to be watchful around; Yakima knew she'd made enemies out of quite a few girls through no fault of her own.
No, to put it crassly, some of the girls she'd known had been jealous bitches. High school had not been a fun time for her. Yakima had never been unpopular, but throughout middle and high school she'd put up with small cliques of fellow girls spreading nasty rumors about her all because they were jealous of the body she had.
At least getting scouted by the modeling agency early after high school had opened up a new avenue for Yakima to pursue- one where she could take pride in her body while making boatloads of money (or at least, that was the plan.) She wasn't swimming in cash yet, but she'd made a decent amount working for the modeling agency up till now, and her current career sure beat most of the job prospects back in Japan.
Clearing her head of those thoughts, Yakima realized that you had taken your eyes off of her breasts at some point and were looking up at her face, waiting for her to respond. Aww, what a little gentleman! This proved it! Yakima knew the moment she saw you that she'd never have to keep her guard up around you.
After all, compared to all of the guys she'd met in her life, you were definitely the first one who literally fit in the palm of her hand!
Speaking of...
You didn't resist as Yakima's hand once more reached out to gently pluck you up off of her knee. Yakima sighed in relief as she shifted in place, swinging her legs up so that her whole body was on the bed. Next, she slumped over backwards allowing her body to fall back and come to a rest on the pillows propped up behind her, leaving her reclining lazily on the bed. Finally, Yakima cupped you with both hands, keeping her hands aloft in the air as she held you over her mountainous chest.
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Well, this was a great view! Yakima's mammoth bosom bulged out in every direction below you, covering so much space that you didn't even have to tilt your head down to look at it. No, you could keep your eyes focused on Yakima's beautiful ones because her titanic breasts remained in your field of view regardless of which way you looked.
Normally, you would've objected to being held aloft like this, but given that Yakima was holding you directly over her humongous rack you'd have a safe, soft landing if she accidentally let go of you. The logical part of your mind reasoned that Yakima had you positioned over her breasts because this was the most comfortable position for her, her back and torso reclining on the multitude of pillows while her elbows sunk into the soft quilt covering the bed. The sides of her arms were sinking into her massive breasts, and her hands met in the middle with you dangling just over her great big bosom.
You just wondered what she wanted. Honestly, you hadn't expected a total babe like her to give you the time of day, but she was proving all of your first impressions of her dead wrong. You definitely hadn't been expecting Yakima to be so friendly, and you definitely hadn't expected to get off so easily from being thrown into her cleavage earlier.
Yakima looked like she was about to say something, but just then a loud buzz came from the pocket of her sweat pants! While not a loud sound, Yakima instinctively reached for her phone, fumbling and dropping you as she did so.
You had a momentary view of her eyes widening in surprise, her mouth forming a perfect 'o' before you once again became intimately acquainted with her cleavage. You heard Yakima squeak as you bounced off of the soft, doughy flesh, before your momentum kept you rolling and sending you into the Asian woman's cleavage
Just like earlier, you weren't to remain in this soft prison for long.
"Oh shoot! Sorry about that!" Yakima stated earnestly, mortified that you'd once again gotten up close and personal with her girls- and this time it was her own fault! She wasted no time in plunging her hand into her cleavage and pulling you out (although this time you weren't down nearly as deep as you'd been the previous time.)
"Geez, I'm really sorry Ben! I promise, it won't happen again!"
"No, don't... don't worry about it! I'm fine, really!" You answered, hoping that Yakima realize that the experience would've been super pleasurable for you.
"No, I'm being serious Ben! My boobs are gigantic- and I know just how tight my bra is! You were crushed flat earlier! Are you sure you're, okay? You don't have any... um... side effects from that or anything?" Yakima asked, not sure what sort of medical conditions a boy who was only a few inches tall would be familiar with.
"Yakima, I'm fine! I mean, yeah, your boobs really squished me earlier, but it's all good. Look at me now, I'm back to normal!"
That at least set Yakima's mind at ease. She'd learned to be proud of her body, but she would've hated herself if her boobs had done permanent damage (or God forbid, worse) to the cute little guy she was sharing a room with.
"Snrrk... Ha ha ha!"
"What? What's so funny?!"
Crap, you couldn't help but burst out laughing at the look on Yakima's face. Worry mixed with embarrassment- no doubt from having to retrieve a tiny boy from her bosom twice in less than an hour. It was actually pretty cute...
Victoria, you reminded yourself. Think of Victoria. You knew she'd be none too pleased by you getting 'up close and personal' with this Asian goddess.
Yakima just huffed and set you down next to her face. Turning her head so that you couldn't see her blushing cheeks, Yakima tried to calm her mind. Ugh, talking about her boobs and her bra with a guy she barely knew was really awkward...
Even if he was really cute.
Great, now there was nothing but an awkward silence between the two of you. You heard Yakima audibly gulp- no doubt she was trying to think of something to say that would loosen the tension between the two of you.
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'Come on, girl! Say something! Anything!' Yakima thought to herself, knowing that you were staring at the back of her head.
'This little guy is going to be my roommate for a while, and more importantly he's the first guy I've met in a long time that I can have an actual friendship with!'
"So, Ben..." Yakima started, turning her head back to look at you
"Uh..." She trailed off lamely.
"Will you be my boyfriend?!" She blurted out before she could stop herself.
Oh crap, why had she set that of all things?! Sure, he was cute and all, but she barely knew him. No wait, she didn't know him! She knew that his name was Ben, and that he'd been born tiny, and that he was very durable in spite of his size, but that was it! She didn't know anything about him as a person!
But he was super cute, which was a plus.
No, bad Yakima! Those kinds of thoughts weren't allowed!
But... this could work- she could salvage this situation. She wouldn't play it off as a joke- she'd own up to it! It had been a long, long time since she'd had a boyfriend, so maybe this would be good for her? Yeah, just because she'd blurted that out without thinking, it didn't mean it was a bad thing!
"Uh... sorry. I have a girlfriend," You stated lamely, not sure what else to say. You hadn't expected a woman like Yakima to ask something like that in a million years- in your mind she was so far out of your league it wasn't even funny.
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Well, crap. The cute little guy had a boyfriend? That complicated things... But that didn't mean Yakima had to accept that! Sure, it was definitely probably pretty mean of her, but it wasn't like she knew the other girl. Plus, this was just too valuable of an opportunity to pass up! Yakima hadn't dated anyone in years! She deserved this! She deserved having a boyfriend who she could trust would love her for more than just her body!
Yakima knew that these kinds of thoughts weren't typical for her, but she didn't care. For once in her life, she'd found a candidate for 'Mr. Right,' and she wasn't going to let him get away!
At least she could be confident that the girl in Ben's life didn't have a body as good as hers. Or was a mature young woman like her (Ben's girlfriend was probably close to his age, not a young twenties woman like her.)
"Say, Ben, does your girlfriend have a face as pretty as mine? I am a super model, you know," Yakima commented, winking at you. You could only flush and look away. Victoria was cute, sure, but no she definitely didn't have a face as flawless as Yakima's.
"Ben? Does your girlfriend have boobs like mine? Are they as big and round and soft as mine?" Yakima asked with a giggle as she pressed the sides of her arms into her boobs, making them bulge upwards and bounce slightly. You gulped.
No, Victoria had a pretty big chest... But Yakima's titanic rack literally overshadowed Victoria's chest. There was no contest- it wasn't even a fair comparison to make!'
What happens next?
Yakima let out a loud yawn, rolling her shoulders and receiving a gratifying *crack* from them. Ooh! Oh, that felt good... Even though she was wearing a bra that fit pretty well and gave her plenty of support, it didn't take away from the fact that she still had to carry a lot of weight around wherever she went. Days like this which were spent mostly traveling were usually a huge pain in the butt for her because of how uncomfortable her body was by the end of it.
Though out of the corner of her eye she could spy your bright red face, staring in open-mouthed awe as her stretching had set her massive boobs bouncing and swaying. For once, Yakima didn't mind the staring- at least you weren't like the morons and pervs she'd put up with in high school and afterwards. Back in high school Yakima had been forced to constantly be on guard for boys who decided they wanted to get a feel as well as a look. And it hadn't been just the guys who she'd had to be watchful around; Yakima knew she'd made enemies out of quite a few girls through no fault of her own.
No, to put it crassly, some of the girls she'd known had been jealous bitches. High school had not been a fun time for her. Yakima had never been unpopular, but throughout middle and high school she'd put up with small cliques of fellow girls spreading nasty rumors about her all because they were jealous of the body she had.
At least getting scouted by the modeling agency early after high school had opened up a new avenue for Yakima to pursue- one where she could take pride in her body while making boatloads of money (or at least, that was the plan.) She wasn't swimming in cash yet, but she'd made a decent amount working for the modeling agency up till now, and her current career sure beat most of the job prospects back in Japan.
Clearing her head of those thoughts, Yakima realized that you had taken your eyes off of her breasts at some point and were looking up at her face, waiting for her to respond. Aww, what a little gentleman! This proved it! Yakima knew the moment she saw you that she'd never have to keep her guard up around you.
After all, compared to all of the guys she'd met in her life, you were definitely the first one who literally fit in the palm of her hand!
Speaking of...
You didn't resist as Yakima's hand once more reached out to gently pluck you up off of her knee. Yakima sighed in relief as she shifted in place, swinging her legs up so that her whole body was on the bed. Next, she slumped over backwards allowing her body to fall back and come to a rest on the pillows propped up behind her, leaving her reclining lazily on the bed. Finally, Yakima cupped you with both hands, keeping her hands aloft in the air as she held you over her mountainous chest.
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Well, this was a great view! Yakima's mammoth bosom bulged out in every direction below you, covering so much space that you didn't even have to tilt your head down to look at it. No, you could keep your eyes focused on Yakima's beautiful ones because her titanic breasts remained in your field of view regardless of which way you looked.
Normally, you would've objected to being held aloft like this, but given that Yakima was holding you directly over her humongous rack you'd have a safe, soft landing if she accidentally let go of you. The logical part of your mind reasoned that Yakima had you positioned over her breasts because this was the most comfortable position for her, her back and torso reclining on the multitude of pillows while her elbows sunk into the soft quilt covering the bed. The sides of her arms were sinking into her massive breasts, and her hands met in the middle with you dangling just over her great big bosom.
You just wondered what she wanted. Honestly, you hadn't expected a total babe like her to give you the time of day, but she was proving all of your first impressions of her dead wrong. You definitely hadn't been expecting Yakima to be so friendly, and you definitely hadn't expected to get off so easily from being thrown into her cleavage earlier.
Yakima looked like she was about to say something, but just then a loud buzz came from the pocket of her sweat pants! While not a loud sound, Yakima instinctively reached for her phone, fumbling and dropping you as she did so.
You had a momentary view of her eyes widening in surprise, her mouth forming a perfect 'o' before you once again became intimately acquainted with her cleavage. You heard Yakima squeak as you bounced off of the soft, doughy flesh, before your momentum kept you rolling and sending you into the Asian woman's cleavage
Just like earlier, you weren't to remain in this soft prison for long.
"Oh shoot! Sorry about that!" Yakima stated earnestly, mortified that you'd once again gotten up close and personal with her girls- and this time it was her own fault! She wasted no time in plunging her hand into her cleavage and pulling you out (although this time you weren't down nearly as deep as you'd been the previous time.)
"Geez, I'm really sorry Ben! I promise, it won't happen again!"
"No, don't... don't worry about it! I'm fine, really!" You answered, hoping that Yakima realize that the experience would've been super pleasurable for you.
"No, I'm being serious Ben! My boobs are gigantic- and I know just how tight my bra is! You were crushed flat earlier! Are you sure you're, okay? You don't have any... um... side effects from that or anything?" Yakima asked, not sure what sort of medical conditions a boy who was only a few inches tall would be familiar with.
"Yakima, I'm fine! I mean, yeah, your boobs really squished me earlier, but it's all good. Look at me now, I'm back to normal!"
That at least set Yakima's mind at ease. She'd learned to be proud of her body, but she would've hated herself if her boobs had done permanent damage (or God forbid, worse) to the cute little guy she was sharing a room with.
"Snrrk... Ha ha ha!"
"What? What's so funny?!"
Crap, you couldn't help but burst out laughing at the look on Yakima's face. Worry mixed with embarrassment- no doubt from having to retrieve a tiny boy from her bosom twice in less than an hour. It was actually pretty cute...
Victoria, you reminded yourself. Think of Victoria. You knew she'd be none too pleased by you getting 'up close and personal' with this Asian goddess.
Yakima just huffed and set you down next to her face. Turning her head so that you couldn't see her blushing cheeks, Yakima tried to calm her mind. Ugh, talking about her boobs and her bra with a guy she barely knew was really awkward...
Even if he was really cute.
Great, now there was nothing but an awkward silence between the two of you. You heard Yakima audibly gulp- no doubt she was trying to think of something to say that would loosen the tension between the two of you.
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'Come on, girl! Say something! Anything!' Yakima thought to herself, knowing that you were staring at the back of her head.
'This little guy is going to be my roommate for a while, and more importantly he's the first guy I've met in a long time that I can have an actual friendship with!'
"So, Ben..." Yakima started, turning her head back to look at you
"Uh..." She trailed off lamely.
"Will you be my boyfriend?!" She blurted out before she could stop herself.
Oh crap, why had she set that of all things?! Sure, he was cute and all, but she barely knew him. No wait, she didn't know him! She knew that his name was Ben, and that he'd been born tiny, and that he was very durable in spite of his size, but that was it! She didn't know anything about him as a person!
But he was super cute, which was a plus.
No, bad Yakima! Those kinds of thoughts weren't allowed!
But... this could work- she could salvage this situation. She wouldn't play it off as a joke- she'd own up to it! It had been a long, long time since she'd had a boyfriend, so maybe this would be good for her? Yeah, just because she'd blurted that out without thinking, it didn't mean it was a bad thing!
"Uh... sorry. I have a girlfriend," You stated lamely, not sure what else to say. You hadn't expected a woman like Yakima to ask something like that in a million years- in your mind she was so far out of your league it wasn't even funny.
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Well, crap. The cute little guy had a boyfriend? That complicated things... But that didn't mean Yakima had to accept that! Sure, it was definitely probably pretty mean of her, but it wasn't like she knew the other girl. Plus, this was just too valuable of an opportunity to pass up! Yakima hadn't dated anyone in years! She deserved this! She deserved having a boyfriend who she could trust would love her for more than just her body!
Yakima knew that these kinds of thoughts weren't typical for her, but she didn't care. For once in her life, she'd found a candidate for 'Mr. Right,' and she wasn't going to let him get away!
At least she could be confident that the girl in Ben's life didn't have a body as good as hers. Or was a mature young woman like her (Ben's girlfriend was probably close to his age, not a young twenties woman like her.)
"Say, Ben, does your girlfriend have a face as pretty as mine? I am a super model, you know," Yakima commented, winking at you. You could only flush and look away. Victoria was cute, sure, but no she definitely didn't have a face as flawless as Yakima's.
"Ben? Does your girlfriend have boobs like mine? Are they as big and round and soft as mine?" Yakima asked with a giggle as she pressed the sides of her arms into her boobs, making them bulge upwards and bounce slightly. You gulped.
No, Victoria had a pretty big chest... But Yakima's titanic rack literally overshadowed Victoria's chest. There was no contest- it wasn't even a fair comparison to make!'
What happens next?
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