Olivia's offer
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 32
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
*Written on request*
"Well, it seems like you've cooled down a little bit. At least, enough to actually hear me out."
"Rrrgh... fine. Out with it. What do you want, Olivia?"
"Oh, there's no need to sound so upset, Yakima, I only want to help you! I know how rough it can be, being a newbie at an agency like ours. And you've probably already learned that the modeling agency isn't something the faint of heart should participate in. I, as your senior, thought that I could give you some tricks, some pointers, and more importantly...a foot in the door."
"A... a foot in the door?" Yakima spoke excellent English, being practically fluent in it, but wasn't exactly sure what Olivia meant by that. Unless she was interpreting the metaphor wrong.
"You know, introduce you to certain people, certain circles, all that. I've been with the agency for a while, and my name carries a lot of weight. Much more than you'd think. I could even put you in contact with people whose reach extends all the way back to Japan."
Yakima gulped. That... hadn't been what she was expecting to hear, honestly. And honestly...
Yakima couldn't deny that if Olivia was being honest then she would massively benefit from the older model's support. But that was where Yakima knew she had to be cautious- everything Olivia had shown her told her that Olivia was very much a queen bee kind of woman. The agency was her castle, and there was room for only one queen in the castle.
Meaning there was zero chance that Olivia was making this offer out of the goodness of her heart. She wanted something in return. And Yakima had a sinking feeling that she knew what that something (or someone was...)
"Okay... suppose I go along with what you're offering. What do you get in return?"
"Well, well. Now you're thinking with your brain. And you're right- I do want something in return. I want Ben. Have you ever seen such a perfect prop? It's like he was made to help out women like me- like us in the modeling business! And don't fret- I won't steal him from you. I just want to use him enough that everyone who sees our photos, be it in magazines, on the internet, on television, or wherever- associates him with me, and not any of the other models! Oh sure, I'll let you have him back when we're off the clock- what you two get up to in private isn't any business of mine- but I want every possible viewer of ours believing that he's my property and that I'm, at most, loaning him out to you and the other models from time to time."
Yakima could barely believe her ears. She really hoped Ben could hear Olivia's words, and that they weren't lost, muffled by the soft, doughy mountains he was pressed firmly to. This awful woman wasn't even speaking of him like he was a person! For God's sake, she talked about him like he was property, something to be owned!
But... Yakima felt guilty inside for allowing the tiny thought to sprout- she did really want to be a star. Modeling might not be something she wanted to do all her life, but she did want to do her very best in the field for as long as she could. And... Olivia might really be able to help her out down the line...
No! That... that was wrong! If she went along with Olivia's request, she was as good as selling Ben to the older model!
"Well? I personally think it's a great offer- you benefit, I benefit, everyone wins."
That statement alone told Yakima exactly what Olivia truly thought about Ben.
Nothing. He didn't matter to her. Or more accurately- he didn't even warrant consideration. He wasn't a person, a friend to be treasured- he was just a prop, a tool to be used for success.
And tools were thrown away when they broke, or when the user had no further use for them.
"Well? What do you think, Ben? How about spending some time with me? I'll make it worth your while- if you truly value Yakima, you'll let me take you with me. If not... well, just think about all the resources, all the money you'd be denying from her if you chose not to come with me!"
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Wow, this was... this was getting kind of heavy. You and Yakima had shown up here for a burger and fries, and now Olivia was here offering Yakima what could've been the deal of a lifetime to the younger model.
You felt like you were being yanked in two directions. On one hand, you absolutely didn't want to leave Yakima- despite the fact that you'd only known her a short while (and you already had a girlfriend) you felt... drawn to her. You couldn't explain it! It just felt... right, being with her. And she would be crushed if anything happened to you, or if you were separated from her!
But on the other hand, did you have the right to keep her from a life of success? Sure, Olivia could make Yakima's career a lot easier, but you were worried what would happen if Yakima refused Olivia's offer. You were worried that Olivia might sabotage Yakima's career, either directly at the agency, or indirectly using the clout she'd built up over the years.
God, what were you supposed to say? Olivia had pulled her hand back just enough that you could see her face high up above the huge, warm breast that you were still pressed to, and you could tell she was waiting for an answer from you.
"Don't listen to her, Ben!" Olivia's hand collided with you forcefully as Yakima's own massive breast collided with Oliva's hand. Olivia truly hadn't been expecting such action from Yakima and withdrew her hand immediately... but wasn't quick enough, as you were left caught between two of the most titanic sets of breasts you'd ever seen in your life!
Sight and sound were lost to you as you became entombed in darkness, feeling nothing but the soft masses of the breasts at your front, at your back, all around you covering and cocooning you in warmth. It seemed that the agitated Yakima had lost her cool and lunged forward, pinning you to Olivia's chest with her own breasts.
Wow.
You'd been caught by some big breasts in your time (today having been especially good to you on that front, introducing you to Yakima, Olivia, and the other super-busty model, Cori all in one day,) but this was without a doubt the most amount of boob you'd been pressed between, squished under, pinned by, or otherwise touched in your short life.
If one were to look at this from the outside, there would be absolutely no sign of you- just an irate, Yakima pressing her chest up against the still cool Olivia's massive breasts.
In the back of your mind, you couldn't help but note that Yakima's breasts, while slightly smaller, were a bit softer than Olivia's pair- though the older model's sheer size was something you could also appreciate.
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"Well, I'd say you're quite lucky that this restaurant doesn't have too many patrons. Otherwise, we'd be drawing plenty of stares."
"Quiet! I'm not letting you leave with him! Ben's coming home with me, and that's final!"
"Oh? I don't know if that's up to you to decide. I'm still waiting to hear his answer to my offer, after all."
Rrr... Ben is... Ben's a really, really nice guy. But he doesn't know what you're asking- I'm not letting him make a decision like that!"
"Which is why I also asked you. It's quite simple. All you have to do is let me use him when we're at work and he'll be all yours when we're off the clock. Of course, I want today... and maybe a few more days to get to know him a bit better, but other than that he's all yours. Now, would you kindly remove your breasts from my chest? I'll admit, you are very well-endowed, but you still don't measure up to me."
Yeah right. Yakima knew that no good would come if she let Olivia walk off with Ben.
"I'm staying right here until you agree to leave him alone."
"Oh, really?"
"What's that supposed to mea- hyah?!" Yakima squealed in surprise as she felt Olivia's hands sinking into her massive breasts, pressing the soft flesh in and squishing the Asian girl's tender flesh. Yakima reacted without thinking, scooting back from the older model's assaulting hands, her arms wrapped around her immense chest protectively.
And leaving poor Ben defenseless. Before she could lunge forward and pick him up off the table, Olivia's hands came down around him to block her once more.
"Uh uh uh. I think this has gone on long enough. It's time to let Ben choose who he'd rather go home with. Me, or you."
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*Gulp*
Olivia's hands lifted away from you, leaving you almost exactly dead center on the table. At your front was Yakima, who was red-faced and blushing, arms crossed around her breasts (something must've happened there.) At your back was the still smug Olivia, who seemed assured that things were going to go her way.
Olivia spoke once more.
"Well? I'm getting tired of waiting. If this goes on much longer, I might rescind my generous offer. Make your choice carefully, Ben. Do you want to go home with Yakima, and continue with whatever boring life you have, or do you want to do the right thing and help give her the biggest boost her career's ever going to get? And don't worry, your life will get much more exciting as well! So, make your choice! Who would you rather go home with?"
"Well, it seems like you've cooled down a little bit. At least, enough to actually hear me out."
"Rrrgh... fine. Out with it. What do you want, Olivia?"
"Oh, there's no need to sound so upset, Yakima, I only want to help you! I know how rough it can be, being a newbie at an agency like ours. And you've probably already learned that the modeling agency isn't something the faint of heart should participate in. I, as your senior, thought that I could give you some tricks, some pointers, and more importantly...a foot in the door."
"A... a foot in the door?" Yakima spoke excellent English, being practically fluent in it, but wasn't exactly sure what Olivia meant by that. Unless she was interpreting the metaphor wrong.
"You know, introduce you to certain people, certain circles, all that. I've been with the agency for a while, and my name carries a lot of weight. Much more than you'd think. I could even put you in contact with people whose reach extends all the way back to Japan."
Yakima gulped. That... hadn't been what she was expecting to hear, honestly. And honestly...
Yakima couldn't deny that if Olivia was being honest then she would massively benefit from the older model's support. But that was where Yakima knew she had to be cautious- everything Olivia had shown her told her that Olivia was very much a queen bee kind of woman. The agency was her castle, and there was room for only one queen in the castle.
Meaning there was zero chance that Olivia was making this offer out of the goodness of her heart. She wanted something in return. And Yakima had a sinking feeling that she knew what that something (or someone was...)
"Okay... suppose I go along with what you're offering. What do you get in return?"
"Well, well. Now you're thinking with your brain. And you're right- I do want something in return. I want Ben. Have you ever seen such a perfect prop? It's like he was made to help out women like me- like us in the modeling business! And don't fret- I won't steal him from you. I just want to use him enough that everyone who sees our photos, be it in magazines, on the internet, on television, or wherever- associates him with me, and not any of the other models! Oh sure, I'll let you have him back when we're off the clock- what you two get up to in private isn't any business of mine- but I want every possible viewer of ours believing that he's my property and that I'm, at most, loaning him out to you and the other models from time to time."
Yakima could barely believe her ears. She really hoped Ben could hear Olivia's words, and that they weren't lost, muffled by the soft, doughy mountains he was pressed firmly to. This awful woman wasn't even speaking of him like he was a person! For God's sake, she talked about him like he was property, something to be owned!
But... Yakima felt guilty inside for allowing the tiny thought to sprout- she did really want to be a star. Modeling might not be something she wanted to do all her life, but she did want to do her very best in the field for as long as she could. And... Olivia might really be able to help her out down the line...
No! That... that was wrong! If she went along with Olivia's request, she was as good as selling Ben to the older model!
"Well? I personally think it's a great offer- you benefit, I benefit, everyone wins."
That statement alone told Yakima exactly what Olivia truly thought about Ben.
Nothing. He didn't matter to her. Or more accurately- he didn't even warrant consideration. He wasn't a person, a friend to be treasured- he was just a prop, a tool to be used for success.
And tools were thrown away when they broke, or when the user had no further use for them.
"Well? What do you think, Ben? How about spending some time with me? I'll make it worth your while- if you truly value Yakima, you'll let me take you with me. If not... well, just think about all the resources, all the money you'd be denying from her if you chose not to come with me!"
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Wow, this was... this was getting kind of heavy. You and Yakima had shown up here for a burger and fries, and now Olivia was here offering Yakima what could've been the deal of a lifetime to the younger model.
You felt like you were being yanked in two directions. On one hand, you absolutely didn't want to leave Yakima- despite the fact that you'd only known her a short while (and you already had a girlfriend) you felt... drawn to her. You couldn't explain it! It just felt... right, being with her. And she would be crushed if anything happened to you, or if you were separated from her!
But on the other hand, did you have the right to keep her from a life of success? Sure, Olivia could make Yakima's career a lot easier, but you were worried what would happen if Yakima refused Olivia's offer. You were worried that Olivia might sabotage Yakima's career, either directly at the agency, or indirectly using the clout she'd built up over the years.
God, what were you supposed to say? Olivia had pulled her hand back just enough that you could see her face high up above the huge, warm breast that you were still pressed to, and you could tell she was waiting for an answer from you.
"Don't listen to her, Ben!" Olivia's hand collided with you forcefully as Yakima's own massive breast collided with Oliva's hand. Olivia truly hadn't been expecting such action from Yakima and withdrew her hand immediately... but wasn't quick enough, as you were left caught between two of the most titanic sets of breasts you'd ever seen in your life!
Sight and sound were lost to you as you became entombed in darkness, feeling nothing but the soft masses of the breasts at your front, at your back, all around you covering and cocooning you in warmth. It seemed that the agitated Yakima had lost her cool and lunged forward, pinning you to Olivia's chest with her own breasts.
Wow.
You'd been caught by some big breasts in your time (today having been especially good to you on that front, introducing you to Yakima, Olivia, and the other super-busty model, Cori all in one day,) but this was without a doubt the most amount of boob you'd been pressed between, squished under, pinned by, or otherwise touched in your short life.
If one were to look at this from the outside, there would be absolutely no sign of you- just an irate, Yakima pressing her chest up against the still cool Olivia's massive breasts.
In the back of your mind, you couldn't help but note that Yakima's breasts, while slightly smaller, were a bit softer than Olivia's pair- though the older model's sheer size was something you could also appreciate.
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"Well, I'd say you're quite lucky that this restaurant doesn't have too many patrons. Otherwise, we'd be drawing plenty of stares."
"Quiet! I'm not letting you leave with him! Ben's coming home with me, and that's final!"
"Oh? I don't know if that's up to you to decide. I'm still waiting to hear his answer to my offer, after all."
Rrr... Ben is... Ben's a really, really nice guy. But he doesn't know what you're asking- I'm not letting him make a decision like that!"
"Which is why I also asked you. It's quite simple. All you have to do is let me use him when we're at work and he'll be all yours when we're off the clock. Of course, I want today... and maybe a few more days to get to know him a bit better, but other than that he's all yours. Now, would you kindly remove your breasts from my chest? I'll admit, you are very well-endowed, but you still don't measure up to me."
Yeah right. Yakima knew that no good would come if she let Olivia walk off with Ben.
"I'm staying right here until you agree to leave him alone."
"Oh, really?"
"What's that supposed to mea- hyah?!" Yakima squealed in surprise as she felt Olivia's hands sinking into her massive breasts, pressing the soft flesh in and squishing the Asian girl's tender flesh. Yakima reacted without thinking, scooting back from the older model's assaulting hands, her arms wrapped around her immense chest protectively.
And leaving poor Ben defenseless. Before she could lunge forward and pick him up off the table, Olivia's hands came down around him to block her once more.
"Uh uh uh. I think this has gone on long enough. It's time to let Ben choose who he'd rather go home with. Me, or you."
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*Gulp*
Olivia's hands lifted away from you, leaving you almost exactly dead center on the table. At your front was Yakima, who was red-faced and blushing, arms crossed around her breasts (something must've happened there.) At your back was the still smug Olivia, who seemed assured that things were going to go her way.
Olivia spoke once more.
"Well? I'm getting tired of waiting. If this goes on much longer, I might rescind my generous offer. Make your choice carefully, Ben. Do you want to go home with Yakima, and continue with whatever boring life you have, or do you want to do the right thing and help give her the biggest boost her career's ever going to get? And don't worry, your life will get much more exciting as well! So, make your choice! Who would you rather go home with?"
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