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

This choice: Mari the Model (RESERVED FOR WORSTFAILURE)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #11

Mari's the Very Model of a Major Model Marisol

    by: matthias Author IconMail Icon
(Chapter originally written by worstfailure)
"Isn't this exciting?" Mari asked for perhaps the 1000th time today, as she stepped out of the airport, bags in each hand, and spun around to bask in the California sun. Tucked cozily in her cleavage, you were having a hard time containing your own excitement.

You could scarcely believe how quickly things had proceeded. One quick phone call was all it took for your Aunt Cass to arrange a flight down to the other side of the country to teach Mari everything she knew. Your aunt had been over the moon about Mari's interest in pursuing modeling as a career path, and, coincidences of all coincidences, she just happened to have the next two weeks free to mentor Mari on the ins and outs of the business. Both Mari and you had taken this as a sign that things were meant to be and started packing!

Things had gone surprisingly smoothly after that. Rio already knew about Mari wanting to explore other careers, and had been surprised but supportive of Mari's desire to explore modeling. Not that it strained either Rio's or your imagination for Mari to be a model. Your girlfriend was a world class beauty in every conceivable way and your relationship with her was so far the most compelling evidence you had that whatever powers that be that existed didn't completely hate your guts. Your mother had been as ecstatic as Cass when told the news and you had been even more ecstatic than either of them to learn that Jenna wouldn't be able to join you in California due to midterms at Weston! Granted, you'd still need to keep your guard up due to Mari's forgetfulness and the random tornado of chaos that somehow sprung into being whenever you and your aunt were in the same state, but at the very least there wouldn't be any consciously malicious actors around to exacerbate that.

"It feels like a dream, doesn't it?" Mari asked, taking it all in. "Me. A model. Who would've ever thought?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe every single person who's ever lain eyes on you?" you asked innocently.

Mari look down at you and adopted a chastising manner. "Now, I hope you're not saying that you only love me for my looks, Mr. Jacobs."

"Of course not!" you said, insulted. "Obviously I'm also in love with you for the money you'll rake in off of your looks! Why else would a someday trophy husband like me hang around?"

"Lemme give you two reasons, wise guy."

Dropping her bags, Mari took both hands and pressed them against her breasts, mashing them together and jiggling them up and down, squeezing you between the two assets that practically guaranteed her success in modeling if she chose to pursue it. The two planetary pillowy mounds pressed in on you from either side, engulfing you so that your senses were filled with the scents of her lavender body wash and steadily building sweat. Having been squashed into a piece of paper by countless breasts over the course of your life, including by the two currently enveloping you, you knew Mari was only playing around. She was only applying the slightest amount of pressure to avoid completely flattening you, just slightly bending you out of shape, and jiggling enough to disorient you instead of pulverize you.

After two minutes she stopped and looked down at you. Only your smushed face and left hand had resisted sinking between your girlfriend's cavernous cleavage.

"Have you learned your lesson?" Mari asked smugly.

"Yeth."

"And why do you love me?"

"Becauth ov yur brainth an perthonality."

"Good someday-trophy-husband," Mari said patting your face gently with the tip of her finger.

Looking up into the mischievous, gorgeous face of the woman you loved, you couldn't believe how long it'd been since the two of you had last got to hang around like this. It all felt so wonderfully, beautifully normal. Sure, you hadn't gotten a chance to vent to Mari like you'd wanted, but hearing her say she wanted you to be with her while exploring a new career made you feel valued. These next two weeks would be exactly what the two of you needed! Mari would be able to explore an alternative career path and you could finally break free of the depression that came from the quagmire of horrible events the past three months of your life had been. At the very least this trip could begin to make up for some of your lost time together. Hopefully, this adventure would begin a new chapter of your lives.

"Mari?!"

"Ms. Jacobs!"

Mari and your aunt squealed and jumped up and down in excitement upon seeing each other. Unfortunately, in the midst of their cheer, Mari forgot your current location and the force of her bouncing up and down resulted in her heaving chest opening up to swallow you whole. This time the affect of Mari's bouncing breasts caused you to be badly battered between them as the pair kept crushing you between them and caused you to slip further and further down with each jump.

"Oh, Mari," Cass said, when their jumping finally came to an end. "It feels like it's been forever!"

Your reprieve from jumping turned out to be less of a blessing than you hoped as Cass enveloped Mari in a strong bearhug which Mari enthusiastically returned, resulting in your aunt's astronomically colossal cans to press into your girlfriend's own bodacious bust, crushing you further between the pressure of the four titanic tits. Now you really were flattened into a piece of paper.

After what felt like forever, Cass pulled away to take in the sight of your girlfriend.

"How is it you get more beautiful by the day, Mari?"

Mari blushed, "Aww, Ms. Jacobs--"

"Come on, Mari," your aunt said sweetly. "Call me Cass! You're my niece, aren't you? I know wedding bells haven't technically rung yet, but we both know that's just a formality at this point. You're already family!"

Mari blushed even deeper at that. Cass was being 100% sincere too. She'd known Mari for ten years after all and had liked her from the moment she met her, only growing to care for her more and more as time passed by. Sure their interactions were rare, mostly confined to formal occasions, holidays and vacations, but those interactions had been more than special enough that, by the time the two of you graduated high school, Cass loved Mari as much as she did Jenna and you. Speaking of which...

"Where'd my handsome nephew run off to?"

"Oh!" Mari said in surprise, turning even redder as she looked down at her cleavage and saw you were missing. Reaching into her top, Mari fished around until she found you and yanked your flattened, sweat-soaked body free.

"Sorry, babe," Mari said, wincing as she took in the sight of you.

"Don't worry, honey," Cass said comfortingly. "We've all been there. Mind if I say hello to him?"

Luckily the crushing wasn't bad enough to impede reforming and once you were in Cass's palm, you were back in your original shape, looking up at the smiling face of your aunt in no time.

"There's my favorite nephew! I've missed you!"

"I've missed you t--"

You were cut off as Cass's lips enveloped your entire body for a several second kiss. When she pulled back, you were slick with saliva and your nose was filled with her coffee breath.

"I'm so glad the two of you could come down on such short notice! I plan to make the next two weeks, ones that you'll never forget! I'm so excited to get teaching!" Cass gushed.

Grabbing two of Mari's bags in her free hand, Cass led your girlfriend to her car, which was parked alongside the curb with the blinkers on. Making sure you were secure in the one unoccupied console cupholder first, Cass went out to help Mari place her bags into the trunk. Several seconds later, Mari slid into the front passenger seat and shared a smile with you. A second after that Cass sat down behind the steering wheel, cell phone in hand, ready to set it on the dash so it could give her directions home.

It was at that moment that Cass's chaos factor kicked in.

First Cass dropped her cell phone right when it was in position to crush you when it landed. Second, having been on guard for danger since hearing Cass's voice, you pulled yourself over the side of the cupholder without thinking and landed on the edge of Cass's seat. Third, Cass actually managed to catch the phone before it landed on your former position, thus rendering your actions meaningless. Fourth, as Mari cheered and Cass let out a sigh of relief, your aunt leaned in her seat to grab her still open door. As she placed all her weight onto her left butt cheek, an incline formed which sent you rolling down the seat and into its center. This left you just enough time to look up in horror as Cass grabbed the handle and pulled the door closed which resulted in, Fifth--

SPLAT!

All sight and sound was snuffed out as the full weight of Cass's planetary posterior collapsed upon you, rendering you paper-thin again beneath the incalculable weight of your bombshell of an aunt.

"Nice save, Cass!" Mari said without looking down at your now empty cupholder. "You saved Matt from getting squashed!"

"I'm just glad my reflexes are up to snuff," Cass said, not looking at the empty cupholder either because her seatbelt was giving her difficulty for some reason. When it finally clicked into place, Cass gave a satisfied sigh then turned to focus on Mari. "Now Mari, I'm going to need your undivided attention as I tell you what I have planned."

*****

The drive to the airport normally took Cass 45 minutes but due to a fender bender, it took 2 hours instead. Two hours of suffocating pressure beneath your aunt. Things only got worse when the AC failed 30 mins in, leaving drenched with sweat and Cass constantly fidgeting in her seat as the traffic came to a standstill. Both Cass and Mari had been so absorbed in their talk neither realized you were missing until they got home. It was only afterwards that you found out...

1) Cass wants you to participate in Mari's shoots.

2) Mari isn't Cass's only student. She'll also be teaching a tiny-smitten farm girl named Sally... and your evil former tiny sitter Rika.
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