The fun winds down
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
Fortunately for you, it wasn't your fate to drift endlessly on the winds once more. Cori had seen you slipping free of the fibers that had entangled you, and rather than letting you float 'wherever the wind would take you' as the saying went, Cori's hand darted out in a surprising show of reflexes and plucked you out of the air. Holding you in the palm of your hand and not keeping you pressed flat; you were finally able to snap back to your normal three-dimensional form.
"Well, well, well! Look who decided to drop in! Yakima, guess who I found!" Cori stated, smiling brightly as she raised you up to the trio's eye level (though their differing heights made it a little awkward.) Still, the end result was clear- Midori and Cori had both been aware of your presence beforehand, but now Yakima was very much aware that you were once again present.
"Ben! I'm so glad you're okay!" The buxom Asian wasted no time in snatching you off of Cori's palm, holding you close and hugging you close- not tight enough that you were squished flat into the fabric of her tank top, but firmly enough that Yakima's titanic chest and warm, slender arms completely surrounded you- if you didn't know better, you'd say her heart was beating extra loudly. You would've sworn you could hear the powerful beats rippling through her soft chest, echoing against your tiny body.
Cori and Midori didn't say anything, but both models exchanged a knowing look. In that brief instant, their presence had been completely forgotten by Yakima, her concern for you overshadowing all else.
"Come on, Midori, this is a restaurant, and we haven't ordered anything yet. Standing around with the lovebirds is all well and good, but I can feel my stomach rumbling," Cori stated, unable to resist one last good-natured jab at Ben and Yakima's expense. She wasn't sure if Ben could hear her words, considering he was still held fast in Yakima's tender embrace, but Yakima herself definitely heard the words.
Yakima's face grew hot as the blush that had only just died down resurfaced with renewed strength. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, the bodacious young woman plopped back into her seat, feeling the cheap chair creaking at the sudden impact.
Turning her head from side to side, Yakima looked around the inside of the restaurant.
Cori and Midori had gone up to the registers to place their orders, and the other patrons of the fast-food joint seemed to be minding their own business. Yakima's cheeks grew even warmer when she realized that her friends and her had probably been making quite the scene inside the restaurant. Their presence alone (or even the presence of just one of the trio) would've been enough to turn her heads, but the hugging and other stuff in addition... well, Yakima decided that she was likely very fortunate that the restaurant patrons had decided collectively to mind their own business.
Or maybe it was just that nobody in the restaurant was brave enough to get near any of the three gorgeous, extremely curvy young women.
Either way, Yakima's heart slowed to a more normal pace as she took several deep breaths, and the lovely young woman loosened her hold on her housemate.
Of all things, she'd thought she'd lost him again! Only for him to have been squished under her chest... Yakima sighed. She supposed it was better than poor Ben being sat on by her for the entire car ride from her host's house to her workplace. Ben had said he was fine, but Yakima still felt bad about it- just because she wasn't as tall as Cori (or Olivia, by extension) she was still her overly abundant curves made her overall weight a not insignificant number. She didn't envy anyone who ended up squashed under her backside for a whole car ride, much less someone as tiny as Ben.
Pushing those thoughts aside, Yakima focused on her tiny housemate- safe and sound in her arms.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, Yakima released her hold on you and placed you gently down on the table once again. This time, she made sure to rest her arms on the table, stretching out on either side of Ben. She was absolutely going to make sure that nothing happened to him this time. She could see him, he was safe- and she wasn't going to let him out of her sight again!
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You could feel the warmth emanating from Yakima's massive, soft chest, soaking into your skin and warming you up. You were an inch or two away from her tank top at the most, so close you could practically reach out and touch the fabric of her top. Or clamber up and dive into the awaiting dark valley...
You'd never get tired of this sight. Like two immense, round mountains, Yakima's gigantic breasts rested heavily on the table, greedily eating up the surface area before them. The immense globes rose and fell slightly with each breath from your housemate, but as much as you wanted to continue staring at them, you knew that ogling Yakima wasn't a very nice thing to do. Craning your neck up, you realized that you were deep enough in the shadow of her breasts that you couldn't actually see her face. Backing a few steps away from the enormous chest of your housemate, you continued backwards until you had an unobstructed view of her face.
Huh. Yakima seemed to be lost in thought- but she was still very much mindful of your presence. Before you had a chance to do (or say) anything, one of her hands came sweeping in, gently enough that it didn't hurt, but forcefully enough that you couldn't possibly fight it.
This time, rather than simply placing you on the table before her, Yakima actually did sweep you right into her chest! Not nearly hard enough that you were squished though, you remained three-dimensional. Thankful your gorgeous housemate couldn't see the blush on your face, Yakima's hand reacted and left you literally clinging to the fabric of her tank top. The warm mass, obscured only by the tank top and sturdy bra beneath continued to ripple and jiggle with her breaths and heart beats. Not sure of what Yakima was doing, you began to climb down, your current location being several feet (to you) above the surface of the table.
But you didn't make it- Yakima's hand came back once again, gently cupping you and preventing you from moving further.
"Just... just stay like that for now, Ben," Came Yakima's voice, quiet and gentle.
Well.
You'd have thought that the buxom lady would be offended by you spending so much time with her chest when not being paid to do so, but... it seemed like Yakima's goal, for whatever reason, was to keep 'things' close to the chest, even public.
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A small, tender smile formed on Yakima's face. She wasn't quite sure why she was being so protective- maybe the stress of watching Ben tossed around earlier was finally catching up to her? At least she could keep him safe like this, he'd never have anything to fear from her! No, after watching him get used as a toy by her fellow models earlier, she was determined to keep him safe! At least everyone but Olivia hadn't been too harsh with him... but Yakima couldn't get the images of how rough that awful woman had been with Ben out of her head! Ugh...
He was here, back with her, and that was what mattered.
Removing her hand from her tank top now that she was confident Ben would stay pressed into the soft cloth, Yakima looked back to the registers. Cori and Midori had evidently chosen to wait at the registers for their food and were just now returning- Midori held an extra tray, which Yakima recognized as her own order.
The next few minutes passed by uneventfully, almost surprisingly so considering how eventful the trios first several minutes in the restaurant had been. Cori wasn't quite a chatterbox, but she led most of the conversations between the trio. Throughout the meal, Yakima broke off small bits of food for Ben to eat.
At least she was able to eat her food in peace without Ben getting lost again.
At last...
"Whoo, that hit the spot! I always love coming here!" Cori exclaimed, standing up and stretching happily. With their food finished and paid for, the trio of supermodels left the building.
"Well, it was great working with you today, Yaki! I'm looking forward to the next shoot!"
"Yeah, it was great to meet you! And little Ben too! I hope you bring him by next time!"
Yakima smiled and waved as her old friend Midori and potential new friend Cori headed to their respective cars. She still didn't know Cori that well, but the busty, bubbly blonde seemed like a nice person. And she was friends with Midori, too. Midori was a good judge of people, so Yakima could see herself being friends with Cori in the future.
Still... as her fellow models headed home for the day, Yakima didn't head to her car just yet. Ben was held gently in one hand, and... there had been a nervous, lingering thought in her head all meal. One that she needed to hear his answer on.
Walking over to a bench outside the restaurant, Yakima sat down (after making sure it was clean and dry, of course.) Raising Ben up to her fac, Yakima asked the question that had been eating away at her.
"So, Ben... Do you--- Did you hear... what Cori and Midori were asking me about earlier? I mean, back when you were still, um... smushed under my chest?" Yakima cursed herself internally for how shaky her words came out. This wasn't like her! Why was she being so nervous around Ben? It was like she was a nervous schoolgirl all over again...
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Oh crap... How should you proceed? This was... this was a tricky situation. On one hand, you felt guilty about how you were still technically in a relationship with Victoria, despite the fact that it had been some time since you'd last seen her. But on the other hand...
Yakima was downright captivating... You couldn't deny it, you loved being around her!
"Well, well, well! Look who decided to drop in! Yakima, guess who I found!" Cori stated, smiling brightly as she raised you up to the trio's eye level (though their differing heights made it a little awkward.) Still, the end result was clear- Midori and Cori had both been aware of your presence beforehand, but now Yakima was very much aware that you were once again present.
"Ben! I'm so glad you're okay!" The buxom Asian wasted no time in snatching you off of Cori's palm, holding you close and hugging you close- not tight enough that you were squished flat into the fabric of her tank top, but firmly enough that Yakima's titanic chest and warm, slender arms completely surrounded you- if you didn't know better, you'd say her heart was beating extra loudly. You would've sworn you could hear the powerful beats rippling through her soft chest, echoing against your tiny body.
Cori and Midori didn't say anything, but both models exchanged a knowing look. In that brief instant, their presence had been completely forgotten by Yakima, her concern for you overshadowing all else.
"Come on, Midori, this is a restaurant, and we haven't ordered anything yet. Standing around with the lovebirds is all well and good, but I can feel my stomach rumbling," Cori stated, unable to resist one last good-natured jab at Ben and Yakima's expense. She wasn't sure if Ben could hear her words, considering he was still held fast in Yakima's tender embrace, but Yakima herself definitely heard the words.
Yakima's face grew hot as the blush that had only just died down resurfaced with renewed strength. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, the bodacious young woman plopped back into her seat, feeling the cheap chair creaking at the sudden impact.
Turning her head from side to side, Yakima looked around the inside of the restaurant.
Cori and Midori had gone up to the registers to place their orders, and the other patrons of the fast-food joint seemed to be minding their own business. Yakima's cheeks grew even warmer when she realized that her friends and her had probably been making quite the scene inside the restaurant. Their presence alone (or even the presence of just one of the trio) would've been enough to turn her heads, but the hugging and other stuff in addition... well, Yakima decided that she was likely very fortunate that the restaurant patrons had decided collectively to mind their own business.
Or maybe it was just that nobody in the restaurant was brave enough to get near any of the three gorgeous, extremely curvy young women.
Either way, Yakima's heart slowed to a more normal pace as she took several deep breaths, and the lovely young woman loosened her hold on her housemate.
Of all things, she'd thought she'd lost him again! Only for him to have been squished under her chest... Yakima sighed. She supposed it was better than poor Ben being sat on by her for the entire car ride from her host's house to her workplace. Ben had said he was fine, but Yakima still felt bad about it- just because she wasn't as tall as Cori (or Olivia, by extension) she was still her overly abundant curves made her overall weight a not insignificant number. She didn't envy anyone who ended up squashed under her backside for a whole car ride, much less someone as tiny as Ben.
Pushing those thoughts aside, Yakima focused on her tiny housemate- safe and sound in her arms.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, Yakima released her hold on you and placed you gently down on the table once again. This time, she made sure to rest her arms on the table, stretching out on either side of Ben. She was absolutely going to make sure that nothing happened to him this time. She could see him, he was safe- and she wasn't going to let him out of her sight again!
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You could feel the warmth emanating from Yakima's massive, soft chest, soaking into your skin and warming you up. You were an inch or two away from her tank top at the most, so close you could practically reach out and touch the fabric of her top. Or clamber up and dive into the awaiting dark valley...
You'd never get tired of this sight. Like two immense, round mountains, Yakima's gigantic breasts rested heavily on the table, greedily eating up the surface area before them. The immense globes rose and fell slightly with each breath from your housemate, but as much as you wanted to continue staring at them, you knew that ogling Yakima wasn't a very nice thing to do. Craning your neck up, you realized that you were deep enough in the shadow of her breasts that you couldn't actually see her face. Backing a few steps away from the enormous chest of your housemate, you continued backwards until you had an unobstructed view of her face.
Huh. Yakima seemed to be lost in thought- but she was still very much mindful of your presence. Before you had a chance to do (or say) anything, one of her hands came sweeping in, gently enough that it didn't hurt, but forcefully enough that you couldn't possibly fight it.
This time, rather than simply placing you on the table before her, Yakima actually did sweep you right into her chest! Not nearly hard enough that you were squished though, you remained three-dimensional. Thankful your gorgeous housemate couldn't see the blush on your face, Yakima's hand reacted and left you literally clinging to the fabric of her tank top. The warm mass, obscured only by the tank top and sturdy bra beneath continued to ripple and jiggle with her breaths and heart beats. Not sure of what Yakima was doing, you began to climb down, your current location being several feet (to you) above the surface of the table.
But you didn't make it- Yakima's hand came back once again, gently cupping you and preventing you from moving further.
"Just... just stay like that for now, Ben," Came Yakima's voice, quiet and gentle.
Well.
You'd have thought that the buxom lady would be offended by you spending so much time with her chest when not being paid to do so, but... it seemed like Yakima's goal, for whatever reason, was to keep 'things' close to the chest, even public.
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A small, tender smile formed on Yakima's face. She wasn't quite sure why she was being so protective- maybe the stress of watching Ben tossed around earlier was finally catching up to her? At least she could keep him safe like this, he'd never have anything to fear from her! No, after watching him get used as a toy by her fellow models earlier, she was determined to keep him safe! At least everyone but Olivia hadn't been too harsh with him... but Yakima couldn't get the images of how rough that awful woman had been with Ben out of her head! Ugh...
He was here, back with her, and that was what mattered.
Removing her hand from her tank top now that she was confident Ben would stay pressed into the soft cloth, Yakima looked back to the registers. Cori and Midori had evidently chosen to wait at the registers for their food and were just now returning- Midori held an extra tray, which Yakima recognized as her own order.
The next few minutes passed by uneventfully, almost surprisingly so considering how eventful the trios first several minutes in the restaurant had been. Cori wasn't quite a chatterbox, but she led most of the conversations between the trio. Throughout the meal, Yakima broke off small bits of food for Ben to eat.
At least she was able to eat her food in peace without Ben getting lost again.
At last...
"Whoo, that hit the spot! I always love coming here!" Cori exclaimed, standing up and stretching happily. With their food finished and paid for, the trio of supermodels left the building.
"Well, it was great working with you today, Yaki! I'm looking forward to the next shoot!"
"Yeah, it was great to meet you! And little Ben too! I hope you bring him by next time!"
Yakima smiled and waved as her old friend Midori and potential new friend Cori headed to their respective cars. She still didn't know Cori that well, but the busty, bubbly blonde seemed like a nice person. And she was friends with Midori, too. Midori was a good judge of people, so Yakima could see herself being friends with Cori in the future.
Still... as her fellow models headed home for the day, Yakima didn't head to her car just yet. Ben was held gently in one hand, and... there had been a nervous, lingering thought in her head all meal. One that she needed to hear his answer on.
Walking over to a bench outside the restaurant, Yakima sat down (after making sure it was clean and dry, of course.) Raising Ben up to her fac, Yakima asked the question that had been eating away at her.
"So, Ben... Do you--- Did you hear... what Cori and Midori were asking me about earlier? I mean, back when you were still, um... smushed under my chest?" Yakima cursed herself internally for how shaky her words came out. This wasn't like her! Why was she being so nervous around Ben? It was like she was a nervous schoolgirl all over again...
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Oh crap... How should you proceed? This was... this was a tricky situation. On one hand, you felt guilty about how you were still technically in a relationship with Victoria, despite the fact that it had been some time since you'd last seen her. But on the other hand...
Yakima was downright captivating... You couldn't deny it, you loved being around her!
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April 23, 2025
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