From one big bosom to another...
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 32
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
As luck would have it, Cori stood up mere moments after her mighty chest flattened you, stretching and attempting to work some kinks out of her back.
"What's the matter Cori? Didja pull a muscle earlier?"
Cori smiled and laughed off Midori's question.
"Naw, nothing like that. My shoulders just end up so stiff after a day of work... You know what I mean, don't you Yakima?"
Yakima knew very much what Cori was talking about. It was one of the downsides of having breasts so immense. Sure, her chest made her the envy of women everywhere and provided an immense advantage in her chosen career, but it didn't change the fact that there were some very big downsides to having an absolutely massive rack.
Cute clothes in her size were hard to come by, for one. And everything that did fit her properly usually had to be custom made, and therefore was much more expensive than regular clothes one could pick up at a mall.
And then there were the back pains. Yakima did what she could to mitigate them, from intense massages provided through her modeling agency, to more private things like expensive custom-made bras, but the simple truth was that having massive boobs meant she'd have to put up with the aches in her back and shoulders.
"Ugh, I know all too well, Cori. Want me to give your shoulders a quick rub?" Normally Yakima wouldn't have made such an offer, given that they were in public (and Ben was missing!) but a little voice in the back of her head told her that staying calm was the best way to resolve the situation quickly. And taking a quick break to soothe her coworker's stiff shoulders would give her a few minutes to collect her wits and better think over where Ben might've gotten off to.
Cori didn't verbally respond to her question, but she did nod her head and motion for Yakima to come stand behind her. Right away Yakima trotted over to stand behind the still seated Cori. Midori just watched the two with a smile on her face. She'd known Cori longer than Yakima (not a high bar, given that Yakima was new in town), and was happy to see that Yakima and Cori seemed to be off to a good working relationship. At this rate, the two super-stacked models would be fast friends in no time! Plus... she'd be lying if she said that she'd never had to deal with stiff shoulders in her life. Her breasts were huge, no other way to put it- just not as gargantuan as Cori's or Yakima's. It was one of the reasons why she preferred having an enormous butt as opposed to gigantic breasts- her back and shoulders were never as sore as Cori's after a long day of posing for photoshoots.
"OOH! Mmmm... That feels heavenly, Yakima..." Cori moaned, feeling the stiffness fade from her sore shoulders as Yakima rubbed and massaged the tender region. Midori kept a watchful eye around them. Some people were staring, eyes wide and jaws dropped, but no one had phones or cameras out. Good. Staring was acceptable (they were models, after all) but Midori would've had to put her foot down if people were recording her friends without their permission.
After another minute or two had passed...
"Oh, that feels so much better! Next time we come out here the foods on me, Yakima!" Cori sighed happily, leaning back in her chair.
"You don't have to do anything like that, I'm not expecting anything in return. I just... know what you're dealing with. One of the prices to pay for having looks like ours."
"Hah, you can say that again!" Cori chuckled, crossing her arms beneath her chest and hefting her mammoth bosom.
Unbeknownst to the three models, this action was just what you needed. You'd been plastered firmly to the table by Cori's gigantic chest for the duration of the massage, but as she hefted her chest one hand scraped against you, carrying you along and peeling you off of the underside of her tube top.
As Cori's hands fell away from her immense chest, so too did you flutter away from her hands. Your paper-thin form floated gently through the air, coming to a stop once more on the surface of the table, this time opposite Cori. But alas, before you could reform and call out to the ladies, another colossal, shadow cast itself over you.
You barely had time to think 'not again!' Before Yakima's massive breasts slammed down on you as she plopped back into her seat, her chest extending far enough out in front of her that they came to a rest on the table, burying you beneath their soft, squishy bulk.
Hopefully Yakima or one her friends had seen you this time. But if they hadn't, at least this time you were stuck to someone who's final destination for the day would bring you back home.
What happens next?
1. A teasing smile comes to Cori's face. She saw you flutter away from her chest and end up under Yakima's own rack. What a great opportunity to tease her coworker!
2. (You weren't seen) Before the search can begin again, a couple of annoying jocks attempt to hit on the trio of models.
3. Cori and Midori go off to place their orders while Yakima wracks her brain to try and figure out where you might be.
"What's the matter Cori? Didja pull a muscle earlier?"
Cori smiled and laughed off Midori's question.
"Naw, nothing like that. My shoulders just end up so stiff after a day of work... You know what I mean, don't you Yakima?"
Yakima knew very much what Cori was talking about. It was one of the downsides of having breasts so immense. Sure, her chest made her the envy of women everywhere and provided an immense advantage in her chosen career, but it didn't change the fact that there were some very big downsides to having an absolutely massive rack.
Cute clothes in her size were hard to come by, for one. And everything that did fit her properly usually had to be custom made, and therefore was much more expensive than regular clothes one could pick up at a mall.
And then there were the back pains. Yakima did what she could to mitigate them, from intense massages provided through her modeling agency, to more private things like expensive custom-made bras, but the simple truth was that having massive boobs meant she'd have to put up with the aches in her back and shoulders.
"Ugh, I know all too well, Cori. Want me to give your shoulders a quick rub?" Normally Yakima wouldn't have made such an offer, given that they were in public (and Ben was missing!) but a little voice in the back of her head told her that staying calm was the best way to resolve the situation quickly. And taking a quick break to soothe her coworker's stiff shoulders would give her a few minutes to collect her wits and better think over where Ben might've gotten off to.
Cori didn't verbally respond to her question, but she did nod her head and motion for Yakima to come stand behind her. Right away Yakima trotted over to stand behind the still seated Cori. Midori just watched the two with a smile on her face. She'd known Cori longer than Yakima (not a high bar, given that Yakima was new in town), and was happy to see that Yakima and Cori seemed to be off to a good working relationship. At this rate, the two super-stacked models would be fast friends in no time! Plus... she'd be lying if she said that she'd never had to deal with stiff shoulders in her life. Her breasts were huge, no other way to put it- just not as gargantuan as Cori's or Yakima's. It was one of the reasons why she preferred having an enormous butt as opposed to gigantic breasts- her back and shoulders were never as sore as Cori's after a long day of posing for photoshoots.
"OOH! Mmmm... That feels heavenly, Yakima..." Cori moaned, feeling the stiffness fade from her sore shoulders as Yakima rubbed and massaged the tender region. Midori kept a watchful eye around them. Some people were staring, eyes wide and jaws dropped, but no one had phones or cameras out. Good. Staring was acceptable (they were models, after all) but Midori would've had to put her foot down if people were recording her friends without their permission.
After another minute or two had passed...
"Oh, that feels so much better! Next time we come out here the foods on me, Yakima!" Cori sighed happily, leaning back in her chair.
"You don't have to do anything like that, I'm not expecting anything in return. I just... know what you're dealing with. One of the prices to pay for having looks like ours."
"Hah, you can say that again!" Cori chuckled, crossing her arms beneath her chest and hefting her mammoth bosom.
Unbeknownst to the three models, this action was just what you needed. You'd been plastered firmly to the table by Cori's gigantic chest for the duration of the massage, but as she hefted her chest one hand scraped against you, carrying you along and peeling you off of the underside of her tube top.
As Cori's hands fell away from her immense chest, so too did you flutter away from her hands. Your paper-thin form floated gently through the air, coming to a stop once more on the surface of the table, this time opposite Cori. But alas, before you could reform and call out to the ladies, another colossal, shadow cast itself over you.
You barely had time to think 'not again!' Before Yakima's massive breasts slammed down on you as she plopped back into her seat, her chest extending far enough out in front of her that they came to a rest on the table, burying you beneath their soft, squishy bulk.
Hopefully Yakima or one her friends had seen you this time. But if they hadn't, at least this time you were stuck to someone who's final destination for the day would bring you back home.
What happens next?
1. A teasing smile comes to Cori's face. She saw you flutter away from her chest and end up under Yakima's own rack. What a great opportunity to tease her coworker!
2. (You weren't seen) Before the search can begin again, a couple of annoying jocks attempt to hit on the trio of models.
3. Cori and Midori go off to place their orders while Yakima wracks her brain to try and figure out where you might be.
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