“Actually, I think that working at the studio would be a pretty easy job for me to handle.” You reasoned. “I feel like it’d be a really unique and interesting experience that would be a lot of fun to try out. Also, if there aren’t any other tiny guys working there, they might really have a use for me!”
Avery grinned excitedly. “OMG, yes! That’s totes what I was saying! This’ll be awesome!”
You could tell that Morgan was a bit letdown that you hadn’t picked her, and Quinn seemed indifferent like normal, but with a twinge of disappointment on her face. However, there really was no way around it. It’d be impossible for you to balance three jobs at once. You just decided that you would need to hang out with them later to make it up to them.
The rest of the day passed by fairly uneventfully. The four of you spend time hanging around and chatting in the living room, eventually transitioning into watching a movie. The movie came after dinner, which was efficiently prepared by Morgan and served by Quinn. It was really just a few frozen meals heated up, but it was still a meaningful gesture and a tasty experience.
After the movie finished, it was nearing ten o’clock at night, and each of the girls meandered upstairs to their rooms. Surprisingly, they each seemed to have forgotten about you, and left you all by yourself on the couch in the living room. You couldn’t really blame them, as this was only the first night for the three girls living under the same roof as a tiny like yourself. Your existence hadn’t become fully routine for them yet. Thankfully, it wasn’t too cold in the living room, and the couch cushion was nice and comfy, so you easily fell asleep.
*****
You awoke to the sound of Morgan walking through the living room on her way out the door. If she was leaving, then the chances were good that you and Avery would have to head out soon too. So, you changed into clean, simple clothes, then headed off to the kitchen. It took you a few minutes to reach the kitchen and climb up onto the table, but you managed. You’d been doing this all your life.
Quinn was already seated at the table eating her own breakfast, and she nodded in acknowledgement upon noticing you. In the center of the table was an open bag of bagels, so you figured you’d help yourself to a first meal of the day. Graciously, Quinn went out of her way to pour some apple juice into a shot glass for you, and you thanked her for her consideration.
While ripping off chunks of the bagel, Avery came running into the kitchen frantically, dressed in only skimpy, frilly lingerie. She exclaimed hurriedly that she’d overslept and was almost late for work. Unfortunately, Quinn moved away from the table and sauntered out of the kitchen a second later, exactly when Avery, rushing in a blind panic, dug her hand into the bag of bagels for a quick meal.
Acting far too quickly and carelessly to ever dream of feeling you, Avery’s fingers squished into your back as she retrieved a bagel and pulled it out. You cried out for her attention as she lifted you up into the air, but the pink-haired girl was already pulling up the fridge and grabbing something to drink, too distracted to hear your pleas. Soon, her luscious lips filled your entire vision, and her mouth parted open, revealing her cavernous maw.
With a burst of strength, you pulled free from the bagel and managed to yank yourself away. Of course, that left the only possible place to go as straight down, and gravity carried you right into Avery’s awaiting bosom. You bounced off her left breast, rolled into her cleavage, and found yourself wedged neatly up to your neck amongst her pillowy soft breasts. Surprisingly, she STILL hadn’t felt you, and merely scarfed down her bagel and drink with a surely unhealthy quickness.
Racing back upstairs, you were jostled like mad as her sizable boobs bounced erratically in her loose, revealing bra. You kept trying to get her attention, but kept failing. You could do nothing but remain stuck, and do your best to brace yourself and avoid slipping so deep between her tits that you disappeared. It dawned on you now that the pink-haired ditzy giantess had totally forgotten about bringing you with her to work.
Avery got dressed in record time, and thankfully for you, put on a low-cut crop top which kept most of her perky breasts and cleavage exposed, including you. She was also wearing a flashy pink skirt. Your attempts to get noticed still failed as she cried out a goodbye to Quinn and strolled out to her car, but as she sat in the driver’s seat closed the door, she finally heard your pleas.
Glancing down, Avery spotted you, blinked slowly, and then smiled in a mischievous manner. “Ooh, hey there, small stuff. What’cha doing in between my boobs, huh? So cute!”
“Avery, you’re taking me to the studio, remember?” You said, in a tone you hope sounded both annoyed and serious.
Avery blinked again, before smacking her forehead. “Oh yeah! Duh! Totes slipped my mind, Hunter.” She winked at you. “What a way to get my attention though, dude. Girl might get some ideas…” She trailed off with a giggle, then plucked you from her cleavage. You were blushing at the whole situation, as well as Avery’s flirty teasing, which prompted another giggle from the giantess. Finally, she set you down on the passenger’s seat and drove off to the studio.
It was a shockingly short, ten-minute drive to “Starlight Studios”, and the building was about as blindingly gaudy as you’d anticipated. It was a bright, sleek, modern designed building. After almost forgetting you again, Avery carried you inside with her, and the inside was just as modern and chic. There were no less than two different coffee shops inside the studio, and endless hallways seemed to stretch out to more photo rooms, prop closets, and specialized sets and stages than you could shake a stick at.
Avery was quickly approached by an important looking woman, who the pink-haired girl cheerfully waved to…using the exact same hand she was carrying you in. With a higher-pitched yelp than you thought yourself capable of, you were flung through the air, right towards the woman rapidly approaching your catastrophically forgetful roommate.
In the air, you got a brief glimpse of the woman, like time was slowing down. She appeared to be in her late twenties or so, and she was of some Asian descent. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, though a few strands hung loose over her glasses-framed face. She was wearing a tight, white button-up blouse and black miniskirt. There was something about her that emanated importance, like an aura of authority.
Any further thoughts left you when you splattered down onto the clipboard the woman was carrying in front of her, your squishy body impacting against the hard board and flattening out like an accordion. You groaned at the pain, and began focusing on reforming, even as the woman finished approaching Avery. She’d been locked on Avery, and had not yet taken notice of your landing on her clipboard.
“Avery. Almost late.” The woman said, quickly and efficiently. “Shoot is coming up in just a few minutes. We can’t fall behind schedule.”
Avery winced, and gave the woman a winning smile. “Overslept, Konomi. Won’t happen again! But at least I brought a surprise!”
The woman, Konomi, adjusted her glasses. “What’s the surprise?”
By this point, you’d reformed, and were just standing up on Konomi’s clipboard. You brushed yourself off and waved to her, the movement drawing both women’s eyes to you.
“That’s the surprise!” Avery gushed. “Hunter, my new tiny roommate! He wants to try being a model!”
Konomi looked at you, then at Avery, then back at you, and frowned. “That’s not really how it works. You need experience to work here at Starlight Studios.”
Avery pouted adorably. “But boss! He’d be the first tiny model here!” She pleaded, then hesitated. “Actually…he’d be the first male model too. Hee hee! That’s awesome!”
You whirled on Avery, totally floored by her revealing that you’d be the only guy in this entire building. Why hadn’t she told you earlier? Looking back to Konomi, any objection you thought of voicing fell away upon noticing her expression. She was staring at you intently, her eyes flicking rapidly. Millions of thoughts were racing through her head, and you could swear you almost literally saw dollar signs appear in her eyes.
Finally, she smiled. “You know what, Avery. You’re right. Hunter would be perfect here as our first male model AND first tiny model.” She cleared her throat. “For an introduction, my name is Miss Konomi, and I’m the studio director. I lead most of the photo shoots. Starlight Studios prides itself on providing high quality photos to all our clients…no matter the difficulty or strangeness of their needs.”
That unnerved you a bit, so you folded your arms. “What would I have to do?”
Konomi waved off your concern. “Oh, nothing much. Pose for photos all day. Sometimes wear certain outfits. Occasionally act out…things.” Konomi seemed to push down a smile. “Really, it isn’t hard, and it pays extraordinarily well.” In a quieter voice, she continued. “The things we can do now with a tiny model…”
You were still apprehensive, but Avery shouted with glee. “He’ll take the job! Lil’ cutie Hunter won’t let you down!”
Konomi smiled warmly, with a strange aura behind it. “Great! I’ll get everything signed up, then!”
Ten minutes later, and you were officially a Starlight Studios model, much to Avery’s joy, Konomi’s pleasure, and your cautious optimism. What is your first assignment?
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