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You're Matt, a tiny, living with the worst luck ever. (UPDATED 09/13/25)

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Chapter #4

A bet you can't refuse.

    by: matthias Author IconMail Icon
(Chapter originally written by Kentwolf)

You glanced from Ashley to Jenna and back again, seeing the eager smirk on your sisters lips made you figure she had something planned to mess with you in the changing room, somehow.
"I'm sorry Ashley, I'd love to help but you know how fashion blind my sister is" You said, hiding your moment of joy as you saw Jenna's eyebrows lower into a frown at that comment.
"She needs my help more than you. Maybe another time, though you have impeccible taste in clothes" You finished, making Ashley blush and smile at your kind words.

"Aww, thanks Matt, you are so sweet. Alright, well I had best be trying these on then, later guys" She said holding up the mound of clothing options in her arms and waved, before she turned to skip off towards the changing rooms. You smiled, watching her leave as you turned to look back up at your sisters face. Your smile froze, then slowly melted away as you saw her face, frowning but her lips were curled into a smirk.
"Fashion blind am I, bro? Well I feel that was a personal challenge I have to prove false...but how...oh...I know" She grinned and before you could even think of jumping from her shoulder, her hand had shot out and snatched you up, her hand closing around you and crushing you into a glob of flesh, unable to cry out.
"Good thing there was this sample of Tinex to show off my fashion skills on, huh bro" You heard her taunt from inside her fist, before she opened her hand back up grinning down at you.

Giving you no time to reform, she began pinching your body and stretching you out. Her fingers smoothed and smeared as they worked at speed. You could do nothing as she pinched tight above and below your left eye, stretching it out and making your vision go fuzzy, before doing the same to your right eye. The world around you was fuzz and blurry motion, but you felt her twist your left eye around and around, turning it like a dial as you flipped over yourself. Your arms and legs were stretched out before she pinched them, one by one between her fingers and ran her fingers along their stretched out lengths, leaving them flat like straps. You tried to cry out for her to stop, but barely made a sound of escaping air, llike a tiny whoopee cushion. You saw her slowly focusing form glanced towards your lips, before she squished and reshaped them, rubbing them to fuse together into a shape. There was the scent of lipgloss before your smeared lips were coated in the stuff, then she brushed something around the edges of your eyes, likely more make up.

As Jenna slowly came back into focus, your eyes adapting to their stretched out size, you saw her grin and look at you.
"aww, such a pretty little fashion accessory" She taunted before getting out one of the bottles of Full Length she had picked up earlier.
"Alright bro, you know what this is, so here's the deal. I'm going to give you to Ashley to try on. If she realises this is you, or decides you aren't fashionable, then I guess I am fashion blind and you win, i'll use the solvent on you, but, if she wants to keep the new you, im a fashion genius and you stay as you are for as long as she wants you, deal? Good" She smirked and began spraying you, you felt your body locking up as she didn't miss an inch of your body, trapping you for who knows how long as this new shape, which you began to feel the shape of was a bra. Your eyes and head making up the front of the cups, your limbs the straps.

Jenna checked she had every inch coated before she pocketed the bottle and casually walked over to the changing rooms. When she got there she saw a few were closed.
"Hey Ashley, you still in there?" She called out, listening for where her friends voice would come from.
"Yeah in here Jenna, whats up?" Ashley called back. Jenna smirked, gave you a wink and tossed you over the door.
"I saw this and thought you'd love to try it, im going back to browsing!" She called out before walking away. You saw her turning to leave as you sailed over the door into the stall and landed on Ashley's head. She laughed and picked you off her scalp, before looking you over. She burst out laughing and grinned.
"Oh I do have to try this on, good call Jenna" She said to herself as you saw her reach back to unclasp the bra she was currently trying on.

As she turned you around to put you on, you caught your reflection in the stalls mirror. You saw Ashley lifting a tan bra with the pattern of a pair of dolled up eyes on the cups. In the middle where your lips had been, was a glittery red heart. Your silent, angry cries to your sister were cute off as Ashley slid you on however. Suddenly, you had two mountains pressing down upon you, Ashlleys ample breasts filled you completly, but Jenna had stretched you to size. As Ashley did your straps, you fit her perfectly. The weight was incredible, every movement she made, caused her breasts to bounce and press upon you more. You saw her turning from angle to angle, running a hand over you as she tried to see if you suited her. She smiled to herself.
"Cute and funny design, fits like a glove and is super soft, I think we have a winner" She said to herself, making your blood go cold. By the sounds of it, you just lost the bet that Jenna forced you into taking.

Ashley kept you on while she tried on other things, forcing you to endure the job of a bra while she bounced her way into skintight jeans, wriggled into tight tops and tried to so many outfits you wondered how the store didn't run out of clothing. She almost left you on as she put her own clothes back on after an eternity of trying on clothes, before spotting her real bra and realised she was still wearing the super comfortable, but still store property, bra.

Once she had you unclasped, she tossed you on to the keep pile and finished getting dressed. You watched her leave with the pile of returns to dump it in the hamper used so the staff could hang it all back up, before returning and scooping you and the rest of her choices into her arms. As she waited in the queue, Jenna walked over with a grin, carrying a bag of her own purchases.
"Heya, so these are your final choices huh?" She said casually, glancing at the pile and grinning wider when she saw you resting on top of it.
"Yeah, great call on the bra. It's super cute and really comfortable, I forgot I was wearing it" Ashley replied with a chuckle. Jenna smiled more at that.
"Oh, you liked it? I thought you would. It'll probably last you a long long time, its Tinex" She said casually, causing Ashley to grin.
"That explains the comfort. Hey, speaking of, where is Matt?" She asked, looking at Jenna's empty shoulder. You had a moment of hope, but your sister quickly snuffed it out.
"Oh we bumped into his girlfriend, so he went off with her. No big deal though, I got everything I wanted out of this shopping experience" She said, looking right at you as she said it, before turning and smiling at her friend.

When Ashley got to the front of the queue, she put down her pile of clothing and the clerk began reaching for the clothing tags to scan. You realised that you had a chance, you had no tag, you couldn't be sold and Ashley might realise you aren't something from the store if she realises that....
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