An Unanticipated Opportunity
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 36
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“Everyone! Could I have your attention.” Whatever Yakima had planned to say to you was cut off as Rachel called out, instantly drawing the attention of the gathered models and other staff. In no time at all, everyone had crowded around to hear her out, with your housemate giving you one last smile before gently inserting you halfway into her cleavage for safe-keeping while she listened to her boss.
“I know it’s a bit of a late notice, but an opportunity has come up concerning tomorrow’s photo shoot on Green Island.” Rachel’s eyes moved to your host for a moment, lips twisting in what could have been an encouraging smile. “You wouldn’t know this Yakima, but we have a partnership with the Starlight Modelling Agency, and there was a joint photo shoot planned for this week on a nearby island. Quite picturesque.” The raven-haired woman looked next to Olivia, who raised an eyebrow in question. “Initially we were going to send Olivia and Grace only, but Grace hasn’t shaken off her flu yet, and I just got a call from Starlight that they’ve had a flu outbreak among their models as well. So… if we don’t want to lose our deposit, our agency is now going to have to provide all the models.”
You listened silently to this announcement from your perch, trying to follow on while you watched how everyone else was taking the news, and wondered who Grace was. From what you could see the reaction of the gathered models varied widely. Some looked hopeful, likely feeling this was an opportunity to increase their own exposure in the industry. Others looked apprehensive, possibly concerned over potentially needing to take on a complex job on such short notice. Olivia meanwhile looked mildly annoyed, not liking the idea of her lesser colleagues intruding on her upcoming shoot.
Seemingly not paying much attention to her models’ expressions, Rachel continued. “Just to be clear, this isn’t a knock against any of you, just the three I think will work best for this specific shoot.” She gave all of you a firm look to make clear she was being serious, even glancing down at yourself momentarily. “That being said, I’ve decided to send Olivia, Midori, Cori, and Yakima to Green Island. I know it’s late notice, so I won’t make you go, but if you’re prepared for it then we need to head out now basically. The shoot is going to last for three days but we’ll be providing all food and toiletries.”
If the little bounce that reverberated through your prison was any indication, Yakima was surprised to hear herself named. In truth, the Asian girl was quite shocked, given that she had known Rachel for all of a day. She knew the older woman would have looked through her back catalogue, but she was still wondering how she managed to make such a good impression so quickly. Was it because she had brought you along? Or did she just gel well with the other models chosen? Regardless of the reason, this was the kind of opportunity for exposure she couldn’t afford to turn down, nodding along with Cori and Midori and pointedly ignoring the now clearly displeased frown on Olivia’s face.
For your part, you felt more than a small pang of regret that you wouldn’t be seeing Yakima or Cori for the next few days, or for that matter Midori. Both Yakima and Cori had shown you a great deal of hospitality and understanding when you’d accidentally become stuck to their assets, and you’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t enjoyed the attention, or that you hadn’t wondered at the possibility of more with all three. Honestly, you were getting a lot closer to these girls, especially your newest housemate, than you would ever have expected. Then again, a part of you felt that it was probably for the best to have some separation so you could get your head together. Not to mention to go see Victoria and remind yourself that you definitely weren’t looking for a significant other right now.
Speaking of your manager, it seemed that while you were distracted with your inner thoughts, she’d turned her attention back to you, the sound of a cleared throat bringing your eyes back up to meet her own. The smirk that Rachel wore made you worry for a moment that she was going to invite you along as well, though you were able to breathe a sigh of relief as she spoke. “Sorry little guy, but you won’t be able to come along this time. Try not to miss us all too badly.” Unknown to you, your sigh came out sounding like one of regret, and you missed the raised eyebrow from Midori as she nudged Cori and whispered something in her ear as you spoke. “That’s okay Rachel, I’ll survive somehow.” You intended it to sound like a joke, though even to your own ears it sounded strangely sincere.
The next few moments were something of a blur to you. Rachel ordered the models who hadn’t been selected to get started on another photo shoot with the rest of the crew, while telling Yakima and the others to go get ready, then heading to her office to get the final documentation together. For you, you found yourself jostled around as your host headed for the backrooms, having seemingly forgotten your presence as she rushed around to grab clothes from what was probably the world’s most expansive collection of garments actually sized to her body. Realising you might be in danger, you tried to call out to remind her of your presence but were cut off with a strangled yelp as Yakima pulled her top off in one swift motion to check the size of another shirt. The sudden motion pulled you free and you fell through the open air for a moment with a tiny scream before landing heavily.
Groaning, you lay face down for a moment, before eventually turning yourself over. Just in time to watch twin moons plummeting down on you before Yakima dropped herself onto the ottoman stool to redo her makeup. The thick cushion compacted beneath the Asian girl’s generous rear, leaving your body with little place to go as you found yourself crushed beneath your housemate once more. Painful and suffocating though it was, you couldn’t help but reminisce with some small degree of humour how similar this situation was to how you had travelled to the agency in the first place.
Unaware of your location, Yakima bounced and twisted to get comfortable and to iron out the weird little bump she could feel beneath her. Unseen by either of you, Cori and Midori watched with fond exasperation as their friend pounded the poor boy she was so clearly infatuated with, continuing to pack a trio of suitcases as they whispered and conspired with each other between stifled laughter. Although it felt like she was focusing all her attention on crushing you, Yakima was actually doing her makeup, and did eventually complete the task. However, by the time she stood you were squished so badly that you nearly went with her, stretched painfully for a moment before the stool won out and you snapped back to its surface, breathing heavily as you attempted to regain your strength.
For the briefest moment you thought you caught Cori’s eyes as the blonde stepped forward, but just as you were gathering the strength to cry out, she turned away and instead you got out only a tiny scream before another pair of moons fell upon your tired body. To her credit, Yakima actually did hear something this time, but when she turned back, she couldn’t see anything other than her fellow model applying a fresh coat of lipstick. “Did you hear that?” The buxom blonde didn’t pause in her work but did meet her friend’s eyes in the mirror before shrugging. “Some of the doors around here can be squeaky. Not to mention…” Raising herself up a couple of inches she sat back down hard, this time not even giving you the chance to scream. “The stools can be a bit uncomfortable as well.”
You were hammered twice more as Cori got comfortable, leaving you dazed and thoroughly crushed as she finished her touch-up, with a few more wriggles for good measure. Once more, there was a battle between the stool and a model’s behind, and once more the stool came out on top, leaving you behind even more thoroughly squished than before. For the second time, the blonde’s gaze swept across your location, and for the second time she looked away, your body apparently blending in too well for her to see. A part of you almost thought you saw disappointment flash across her beautiful face, but you knew that was impossible. Not that you had much time to dwell on it as yet another butt entered your view. Though her face was hidden from you, you knew from the girth alone that your next visitor was the excitable Midori. This time there was no chance to make eye-contact, and you had time enough only to wonder why she was just wearing a clearly inadequately-sized thong before a rear even larger than the previous two fell upon you with a crushing intent.
Midori’s colossal booty spilled over the sides of the stool as she twisted and bounced to get comfy, sharing a quiet giggle with Cori as she did so and resisting the urge to moan as she focused on the tiny sensation of your body being squished beneath her. Having seen how sad you were not to be invited along, and knowing how much Yakima loved having you around, the Asian girl had decided then and there to bring you with them, her blonde friend readily agreeing to the plan. When they’d seen you fall to the stool, it had been too convenient a chance to ignore. Not that you could know any of that as the Asian girl surreptitiously dragged her rear back and forth across the stool, breaking your bondage to the cushion and moving you all around beneath the shifting mass. She was doing all of this for your sake of course, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have some fun with you as well.
The beating you were receiving felt as if it was never-ending, though eventually the time did come for Midori to stand. It was time for the next stage of the conspirators’ plan as you found yourself…
“I know it’s a bit of a late notice, but an opportunity has come up concerning tomorrow’s photo shoot on Green Island.” Rachel’s eyes moved to your host for a moment, lips twisting in what could have been an encouraging smile. “You wouldn’t know this Yakima, but we have a partnership with the Starlight Modelling Agency, and there was a joint photo shoot planned for this week on a nearby island. Quite picturesque.” The raven-haired woman looked next to Olivia, who raised an eyebrow in question. “Initially we were going to send Olivia and Grace only, but Grace hasn’t shaken off her flu yet, and I just got a call from Starlight that they’ve had a flu outbreak among their models as well. So… if we don’t want to lose our deposit, our agency is now going to have to provide all the models.”
You listened silently to this announcement from your perch, trying to follow on while you watched how everyone else was taking the news, and wondered who Grace was. From what you could see the reaction of the gathered models varied widely. Some looked hopeful, likely feeling this was an opportunity to increase their own exposure in the industry. Others looked apprehensive, possibly concerned over potentially needing to take on a complex job on such short notice. Olivia meanwhile looked mildly annoyed, not liking the idea of her lesser colleagues intruding on her upcoming shoot.
Seemingly not paying much attention to her models’ expressions, Rachel continued. “Just to be clear, this isn’t a knock against any of you, just the three I think will work best for this specific shoot.” She gave all of you a firm look to make clear she was being serious, even glancing down at yourself momentarily. “That being said, I’ve decided to send Olivia, Midori, Cori, and Yakima to Green Island. I know it’s late notice, so I won’t make you go, but if you’re prepared for it then we need to head out now basically. The shoot is going to last for three days but we’ll be providing all food and toiletries.”
If the little bounce that reverberated through your prison was any indication, Yakima was surprised to hear herself named. In truth, the Asian girl was quite shocked, given that she had known Rachel for all of a day. She knew the older woman would have looked through her back catalogue, but she was still wondering how she managed to make such a good impression so quickly. Was it because she had brought you along? Or did she just gel well with the other models chosen? Regardless of the reason, this was the kind of opportunity for exposure she couldn’t afford to turn down, nodding along with Cori and Midori and pointedly ignoring the now clearly displeased frown on Olivia’s face.
For your part, you felt more than a small pang of regret that you wouldn’t be seeing Yakima or Cori for the next few days, or for that matter Midori. Both Yakima and Cori had shown you a great deal of hospitality and understanding when you’d accidentally become stuck to their assets, and you’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t enjoyed the attention, or that you hadn’t wondered at the possibility of more with all three. Honestly, you were getting a lot closer to these girls, especially your newest housemate, than you would ever have expected. Then again, a part of you felt that it was probably for the best to have some separation so you could get your head together. Not to mention to go see Victoria and remind yourself that you definitely weren’t looking for a significant other right now.
Speaking of your manager, it seemed that while you were distracted with your inner thoughts, she’d turned her attention back to you, the sound of a cleared throat bringing your eyes back up to meet her own. The smirk that Rachel wore made you worry for a moment that she was going to invite you along as well, though you were able to breathe a sigh of relief as she spoke. “Sorry little guy, but you won’t be able to come along this time. Try not to miss us all too badly.” Unknown to you, your sigh came out sounding like one of regret, and you missed the raised eyebrow from Midori as she nudged Cori and whispered something in her ear as you spoke. “That’s okay Rachel, I’ll survive somehow.” You intended it to sound like a joke, though even to your own ears it sounded strangely sincere.
The next few moments were something of a blur to you. Rachel ordered the models who hadn’t been selected to get started on another photo shoot with the rest of the crew, while telling Yakima and the others to go get ready, then heading to her office to get the final documentation together. For you, you found yourself jostled around as your host headed for the backrooms, having seemingly forgotten your presence as she rushed around to grab clothes from what was probably the world’s most expansive collection of garments actually sized to her body. Realising you might be in danger, you tried to call out to remind her of your presence but were cut off with a strangled yelp as Yakima pulled her top off in one swift motion to check the size of another shirt. The sudden motion pulled you free and you fell through the open air for a moment with a tiny scream before landing heavily.
Groaning, you lay face down for a moment, before eventually turning yourself over. Just in time to watch twin moons plummeting down on you before Yakima dropped herself onto the ottoman stool to redo her makeup. The thick cushion compacted beneath the Asian girl’s generous rear, leaving your body with little place to go as you found yourself crushed beneath your housemate once more. Painful and suffocating though it was, you couldn’t help but reminisce with some small degree of humour how similar this situation was to how you had travelled to the agency in the first place.
Unaware of your location, Yakima bounced and twisted to get comfortable and to iron out the weird little bump she could feel beneath her. Unseen by either of you, Cori and Midori watched with fond exasperation as their friend pounded the poor boy she was so clearly infatuated with, continuing to pack a trio of suitcases as they whispered and conspired with each other between stifled laughter. Although it felt like she was focusing all her attention on crushing you, Yakima was actually doing her makeup, and did eventually complete the task. However, by the time she stood you were squished so badly that you nearly went with her, stretched painfully for a moment before the stool won out and you snapped back to its surface, breathing heavily as you attempted to regain your strength.
For the briefest moment you thought you caught Cori’s eyes as the blonde stepped forward, but just as you were gathering the strength to cry out, she turned away and instead you got out only a tiny scream before another pair of moons fell upon your tired body. To her credit, Yakima actually did hear something this time, but when she turned back, she couldn’t see anything other than her fellow model applying a fresh coat of lipstick. “Did you hear that?” The buxom blonde didn’t pause in her work but did meet her friend’s eyes in the mirror before shrugging. “Some of the doors around here can be squeaky. Not to mention…” Raising herself up a couple of inches she sat back down hard, this time not even giving you the chance to scream. “The stools can be a bit uncomfortable as well.”
You were hammered twice more as Cori got comfortable, leaving you dazed and thoroughly crushed as she finished her touch-up, with a few more wriggles for good measure. Once more, there was a battle between the stool and a model’s behind, and once more the stool came out on top, leaving you behind even more thoroughly squished than before. For the second time, the blonde’s gaze swept across your location, and for the second time she looked away, your body apparently blending in too well for her to see. A part of you almost thought you saw disappointment flash across her beautiful face, but you knew that was impossible. Not that you had much time to dwell on it as yet another butt entered your view. Though her face was hidden from you, you knew from the girth alone that your next visitor was the excitable Midori. This time there was no chance to make eye-contact, and you had time enough only to wonder why she was just wearing a clearly inadequately-sized thong before a rear even larger than the previous two fell upon you with a crushing intent.
Midori’s colossal booty spilled over the sides of the stool as she twisted and bounced to get comfy, sharing a quiet giggle with Cori as she did so and resisting the urge to moan as she focused on the tiny sensation of your body being squished beneath her. Having seen how sad you were not to be invited along, and knowing how much Yakima loved having you around, the Asian girl had decided then and there to bring you with them, her blonde friend readily agreeing to the plan. When they’d seen you fall to the stool, it had been too convenient a chance to ignore. Not that you could know any of that as the Asian girl surreptitiously dragged her rear back and forth across the stool, breaking your bondage to the cushion and moving you all around beneath the shifting mass. She was doing all of this for your sake of course, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have some fun with you as well.
The beating you were receiving felt as if it was never-ending, though eventually the time did come for Midori to stand. It was time for the next stage of the conspirators’ plan as you found yourself…
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