Room for Three
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 38
by
copier
· original author:
alphadragon
Following Midori's lead, the trio of models (and Ben) made their way to the hotel Rachel had booked for their stay on the island.
Stepping into the lobby, Cori whistled at the extravagant setup.
It seemed that Rachel hadn't skimped on the luxuries here either. Everything was splendidly lavish, from the no doubt expensive furniture arranged by the door to the tiny, but tasteful decorations on the walls. Yakima started to sweat as she mentally tried to calculate how much it probably cost to rent a room here. The agency must've paid a small fortune, because it looked less like a hotel and more like a luxurious ballroom ready to welcome its rich clients.
And as usual, all eyes were on the three models the moment they stepped through the door.
Ignoring the blatant stares and hushed whispers they were getting; the trio quickly made their way to the front desk where a pretty receptionist was waiting for them.
"Name?" She asked politely.
"We're with the Starlight Modelling Agency." Midori answered.
"One moment please." Her fingers flew across the keys. "Yes, we have you listed here." She smiled, then pulled two sets of keys. "Let me be the first to welcome you to the Green's Hotel and Casino. It's an honor to have such lovely ladies grace our halls."
"Thank you." The three chirped.
Still smiling, the receptionist slid them the keys. "These are the keys to your rooms. You're on the third floor at the southwestern end of the building." She then pointed over to a bellhop waiting by the elevator with a luggage cart. "If you show the gentleman over there your keys, he'll escort you to your rooms. Do you have any luggage that needs to be loaded?"
"No."
"Very well then." She nodded, "If you have any questions regarding our services, activities, or accommodations; the front desk will be open 24/7. The number will be listed on the brochure we've left in your rooms." The receptionist then bowed. "Please enjoy your stay at the Green's Hotel and Casino."
From there, the trio were led to their rooms by the aforementioned bellhop. Who, to their surprise, hadn't once tried to sneak a peek at them, which spoke volumes of the professionalism of the staff here.
Stopping in front of their rooms, he asked them, "Will there be anything else?"
"Nah," Cori shook her head then gave the man a killer smile and twenty bucks. "But that's sweet of you."
The bellhop coughed, accepting the money as his ears started to turn red. "Not a problem Ma'am. Please enjoy your stay here." He bowed then left.
"Cori." Midori bumped her shoulder, causing the blonde's chest to jiggle in response. "You didn't need to tease him."
"Where's the harm." Cori giggled. "It's not like he gets to meet supermodels everyday. Eh, Yaki." She rubbed her elbow into Yakima.
"Knock it off Cori." Yakima sighed, then looked down at the pair of keys.
Excluding Rachel and the other models, who had other accommodations elsewhere, there were only two rooms available between Yakima, Midori, Cori, and Olivia. Which meant that one of them would be spending the next two days bunking with the Hispanic bombshell. And fortunately for Ben, Cori was quick on the draw as she snatched one of the keys and latched onto Yakima's arm.
"I call dibs on Yaki!" The blonde model cried, burying her roommate's arm deep between her cleavage and practically dragged her towards the door.
"Cori? Hey! Wait a minute!?!?" Yakima yelped.
"No time Yakima." Cori grinned, "The beach is calling our name."
"Have fun." Midori waved them off.
"You didn't need to yank me." Yakima grumbled, freeing her arm from Cori's booby trap.
"And end up being stuck with miss Everest and her towering ego." Cori stood up straight, jutting out her chest and mimicked Olivia's infamous scowl. It lasted for about a second before she stuck her tongue, ruining the impression. "No way."
Yakima huffed a laugh, unable to help herself and conceded the point.
"Now," Cori swaggered up to her roommate, a maniacal gleam in her eyes. "Come on. Show me the goods. I wanna know what I'm working with when we head down to the beach."
"You were serious about that?"
"Of course, Yaki!" Cori gasped, shocked that her roommate would suggest otherwise. "We're on a tropical island with a beach right outside our window. It'd be a crime not to go."
"Cori. I don't feel like dealing with people." Yakima sighed.
Looking out the window, she could understand her friend's enthusiasm. It was a very lovely looking beach. White sand, gorgeous blue water, and a horizon that stretched far over the waves. But Yakima wasn't paying attention to those features. No, her eyes were on the crowds of people roaming over that perfect white sand.
It was hard enough for them when they were dressed normally. Going out there in a bikini will be like throwing themselves to the wolves. Whatever fun they might have would be ruined by the endless hordes of pick-up artists trying to hit on them.
It just sadly wasn't worth it.
But Cori refused to be dissuaded.
"Nuh-uh. That's quitter talk." Cori shook her head. "I'm a gorgeous woman and proud of it! And I refuse to let you cope yourself in here!" Yakima reeled back as the blonde model bent over right in front of her, exposing a jaw-dropping amount of creamy white cleavage. "We worked hard for this damn it! So, let's go out and have some fun!" And for some reason that Yakima could not fathom, Cori grabbed a handful of her own massive bosom and jiggled the humongous jugs. And with their close proximity, all Yakima could see was the tantalizing depths of her coworker's cleavage. In fact, if Cori was any closer, Yakima would've ended up waterboarding her massive boobs.
Just as Yakima started to pull away, a small, discolored splotch inside her friend's cleavage caught her attention. Nothing unusual, all things considered, but her eyes immediately focused on that small imperfection. Something about it was familiar....
It took a second for her brain to recognize what it was.
"BEN!?!?" She nearly shouted.
"Finally! It took you long enough to notice." Cori scolded her, but with a beaming smile. "I was starting to wonder if I had to stick your head in there to see him." Getting a better grip on her breasts, the blonde model pried her cleavage open, revealing her little stowaway.
"What? How?" Yakima sputtered, staring at the mishappened lump of her crush.
"Well, me and Midori thought you'd be lonely on this trip. So, we decided that you'd appreciate spending some quality time together with your friend." The grin on her face implied another word. "So, I smuggled on the plane with us. And..."
She gently picked at the edges of your body till her fingers managed to catch hold of you and carefully peeled you off her soft skin.
"Here you go." She said, dropping you in Yakima's awaiting palm.
"Now, if you'll excuse me." Cori grinned, holding up a rather modest two-piece bikini. "I'm gonna go get ready for the beach while you two catch up." She swung hips as she headed to the bathroom. "And I was joking about you joining me on the beach either!" She called from the other side of the door.
Silence ensued after that as Yakima waited for you to reform atop her palm.
"Hi." You said lamely as your body returned to it's three-dimensional figure.
"Hello." Yakima answered awkwardly.
Silence again.
"Um...how was your flight?" You tepidly asked.
"I-It was f-fine. Yours?"
You blinked, then turned away blushing. It'd be awkward to admit how comfortable it had been inside Cori's cleavage.
Thankfully, Yakima got the message as she coughed. "So, Cori nabbed you?"
"It wasn't my idea." You immediately answered, then coughed as well when you saw Yakima's expression fall a little. "Not that I mind!" You quickly interjected. "I'm just as surprised as you are."
Yakima sighed. "Yeah. Cori can be spontaneous like that."
The two of you turned to look at the bathroom door, where the sounds of Cori's singing could be heard.
"I give your mom a call later and tell her what happened." Yakima said.
"Thanks. I appreciate it."
Yakima nodded, smiling softly as she gazed down at you. There was something in her eyes that made your heart start to beat fast and the luscious lips of hers were only a few steps away...
"Ready!" Cori shouted as she stepped out of the bathroom.
The two of you jumped at her sudden appearance. Literally for you, as Yakima accidentally jerked her hands upwards, sending you flying. It was a short flight as you flew over her hands and landed face-first in her cleavage.
"OH!!!" Cori squealed, "You're already at it!"
"N-Nothing of the sort!!!" Yakima shouted, quickly pulling you out of her cleavage before you disappeared into their depths. "It was an accident!"
"Sure, sure." Cori giggled. "So how do I look?" She twirled showing off her bikini.
"W-Wonderful," You sputtered.
Indeed, Cori looked wonderful in her bikini, which snugly hugged her body and showed off quite a bit of skin. It was difficult to turn your eyes away her. Earlier, you thought it was a modest one but when stretched by Cori's natural curves, it looked downright erotic.
"Mmm..." Yakima grumbled above you.
"Hehe." Cori grinned, then plucked you out of Yakima's palm. "Your turn Yaki."
"Do I have to?"
"Of course! You're gonna enjoy your time here and maybe...whsipser, whisper.
You couldn't hear what Cori was saying as she leaned in to whisper into Yakima's ear. And you could no longer see past the underside of the continental shelf formed by the two’s boobs. You gulped as their chest pushed against one another till Cori pulled away from a blushing Yakima.
"I'll be out in a minute." Yakima said shyly, grabbing her own bikini and disappearing into the bathroom.
"What did you say to her?" You asked, looking up.
Cori pressed one finger against her lips. "Secret."
Stepping into the lobby, Cori whistled at the extravagant setup.
It seemed that Rachel hadn't skimped on the luxuries here either. Everything was splendidly lavish, from the no doubt expensive furniture arranged by the door to the tiny, but tasteful decorations on the walls. Yakima started to sweat as she mentally tried to calculate how much it probably cost to rent a room here. The agency must've paid a small fortune, because it looked less like a hotel and more like a luxurious ballroom ready to welcome its rich clients.
And as usual, all eyes were on the three models the moment they stepped through the door.
Ignoring the blatant stares and hushed whispers they were getting; the trio quickly made their way to the front desk where a pretty receptionist was waiting for them.
"Name?" She asked politely.
"We're with the Starlight Modelling Agency." Midori answered.
"One moment please." Her fingers flew across the keys. "Yes, we have you listed here." She smiled, then pulled two sets of keys. "Let me be the first to welcome you to the Green's Hotel and Casino. It's an honor to have such lovely ladies grace our halls."
"Thank you." The three chirped.
Still smiling, the receptionist slid them the keys. "These are the keys to your rooms. You're on the third floor at the southwestern end of the building." She then pointed over to a bellhop waiting by the elevator with a luggage cart. "If you show the gentleman over there your keys, he'll escort you to your rooms. Do you have any luggage that needs to be loaded?"
"No."
"Very well then." She nodded, "If you have any questions regarding our services, activities, or accommodations; the front desk will be open 24/7. The number will be listed on the brochure we've left in your rooms." The receptionist then bowed. "Please enjoy your stay at the Green's Hotel and Casino."
From there, the trio were led to their rooms by the aforementioned bellhop. Who, to their surprise, hadn't once tried to sneak a peek at them, which spoke volumes of the professionalism of the staff here.
Stopping in front of their rooms, he asked them, "Will there be anything else?"
"Nah," Cori shook her head then gave the man a killer smile and twenty bucks. "But that's sweet of you."
The bellhop coughed, accepting the money as his ears started to turn red. "Not a problem Ma'am. Please enjoy your stay here." He bowed then left.
"Cori." Midori bumped her shoulder, causing the blonde's chest to jiggle in response. "You didn't need to tease him."
"Where's the harm." Cori giggled. "It's not like he gets to meet supermodels everyday. Eh, Yaki." She rubbed her elbow into Yakima.
"Knock it off Cori." Yakima sighed, then looked down at the pair of keys.
Excluding Rachel and the other models, who had other accommodations elsewhere, there were only two rooms available between Yakima, Midori, Cori, and Olivia. Which meant that one of them would be spending the next two days bunking with the Hispanic bombshell. And fortunately for Ben, Cori was quick on the draw as she snatched one of the keys and latched onto Yakima's arm.
"I call dibs on Yaki!" The blonde model cried, burying her roommate's arm deep between her cleavage and practically dragged her towards the door.
"Cori? Hey! Wait a minute!?!?" Yakima yelped.
"No time Yakima." Cori grinned, "The beach is calling our name."
"Have fun." Midori waved them off.
...........
"You didn't need to yank me." Yakima grumbled, freeing her arm from Cori's booby trap.
"And end up being stuck with miss Everest and her towering ego." Cori stood up straight, jutting out her chest and mimicked Olivia's infamous scowl. It lasted for about a second before she stuck her tongue, ruining the impression. "No way."
Yakima huffed a laugh, unable to help herself and conceded the point.
"Now," Cori swaggered up to her roommate, a maniacal gleam in her eyes. "Come on. Show me the goods. I wanna know what I'm working with when we head down to the beach."
"You were serious about that?"
"Of course, Yaki!" Cori gasped, shocked that her roommate would suggest otherwise. "We're on a tropical island with a beach right outside our window. It'd be a crime not to go."
"Cori. I don't feel like dealing with people." Yakima sighed.
Looking out the window, she could understand her friend's enthusiasm. It was a very lovely looking beach. White sand, gorgeous blue water, and a horizon that stretched far over the waves. But Yakima wasn't paying attention to those features. No, her eyes were on the crowds of people roaming over that perfect white sand.
It was hard enough for them when they were dressed normally. Going out there in a bikini will be like throwing themselves to the wolves. Whatever fun they might have would be ruined by the endless hordes of pick-up artists trying to hit on them.
It just sadly wasn't worth it.
But Cori refused to be dissuaded.
"Nuh-uh. That's quitter talk." Cori shook her head. "I'm a gorgeous woman and proud of it! And I refuse to let you cope yourself in here!" Yakima reeled back as the blonde model bent over right in front of her, exposing a jaw-dropping amount of creamy white cleavage. "We worked hard for this damn it! So, let's go out and have some fun!" And for some reason that Yakima could not fathom, Cori grabbed a handful of her own massive bosom and jiggled the humongous jugs. And with their close proximity, all Yakima could see was the tantalizing depths of her coworker's cleavage. In fact, if Cori was any closer, Yakima would've ended up waterboarding her massive boobs.
Just as Yakima started to pull away, a small, discolored splotch inside her friend's cleavage caught her attention. Nothing unusual, all things considered, but her eyes immediately focused on that small imperfection. Something about it was familiar....
It took a second for her brain to recognize what it was.
"BEN!?!?" She nearly shouted.
"Finally! It took you long enough to notice." Cori scolded her, but with a beaming smile. "I was starting to wonder if I had to stick your head in there to see him." Getting a better grip on her breasts, the blonde model pried her cleavage open, revealing her little stowaway.
"What? How?" Yakima sputtered, staring at the mishappened lump of her crush.
"Well, me and Midori thought you'd be lonely on this trip. So, we decided that you'd appreciate spending some quality time together with your friend." The grin on her face implied another word. "So, I smuggled on the plane with us. And..."
She gently picked at the edges of your body till her fingers managed to catch hold of you and carefully peeled you off her soft skin.
"Here you go." She said, dropping you in Yakima's awaiting palm.
"Now, if you'll excuse me." Cori grinned, holding up a rather modest two-piece bikini. "I'm gonna go get ready for the beach while you two catch up." She swung hips as she headed to the bathroom. "And I was joking about you joining me on the beach either!" She called from the other side of the door.
Silence ensued after that as Yakima waited for you to reform atop her palm.
"Hi." You said lamely as your body returned to it's three-dimensional figure.
"Hello." Yakima answered awkwardly.
Silence again.
"Um...how was your flight?" You tepidly asked.
"I-It was f-fine. Yours?"
You blinked, then turned away blushing. It'd be awkward to admit how comfortable it had been inside Cori's cleavage.
Thankfully, Yakima got the message as she coughed. "So, Cori nabbed you?"
"It wasn't my idea." You immediately answered, then coughed as well when you saw Yakima's expression fall a little. "Not that I mind!" You quickly interjected. "I'm just as surprised as you are."
Yakima sighed. "Yeah. Cori can be spontaneous like that."
The two of you turned to look at the bathroom door, where the sounds of Cori's singing could be heard.
"I give your mom a call later and tell her what happened." Yakima said.
"Thanks. I appreciate it."
Yakima nodded, smiling softly as she gazed down at you. There was something in her eyes that made your heart start to beat fast and the luscious lips of hers were only a few steps away...
"Ready!" Cori shouted as she stepped out of the bathroom.
The two of you jumped at her sudden appearance. Literally for you, as Yakima accidentally jerked her hands upwards, sending you flying. It was a short flight as you flew over her hands and landed face-first in her cleavage.
"OH!!!" Cori squealed, "You're already at it!"
"N-Nothing of the sort!!!" Yakima shouted, quickly pulling you out of her cleavage before you disappeared into their depths. "It was an accident!"
"Sure, sure." Cori giggled. "So how do I look?" She twirled showing off her bikini.
"W-Wonderful," You sputtered.
Indeed, Cori looked wonderful in her bikini, which snugly hugged her body and showed off quite a bit of skin. It was difficult to turn your eyes away her. Earlier, you thought it was a modest one but when stretched by Cori's natural curves, it looked downright erotic.
"Mmm..." Yakima grumbled above you.
"Hehe." Cori grinned, then plucked you out of Yakima's palm. "Your turn Yaki."
"Do I have to?"
"Of course! You're gonna enjoy your time here and maybe...whsipser, whisper.
You couldn't hear what Cori was saying as she leaned in to whisper into Yakima's ear. And you could no longer see past the underside of the continental shelf formed by the two’s boobs. You gulped as their chest pushed against one another till Cori pulled away from a blushing Yakima.
"I'll be out in a minute." Yakima said shyly, grabbing her own bikini and disappearing into the bathroom.
"What did you say to her?" You asked, looking up.
Cori pressed one finger against her lips. "Secret."
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