The treadmill started again and the jiggly mountains you contained began the dance of pounding the soul out of you once more. Cass took a light jog but you're sure that a lesser bra would have been ripped to shreds under the assault, especially when this was the fifth take and somehow your body was keeping the sky from falling. even the upswing was no relief as it pulled your lower 'straps' to hold them down. Thirty seconds of uninterrupted jogging before any lines were needed but Cass had been fumbling the CTC's cruel lines the first two takes and the last two were messed up right at the end by the other models. All in all you'd basically been supporting your Aunt's cardio workout for thirty minutes.
"Oh wow is that a tinex bra?" You heard over the pounding for the fifth time.
Cass didn't stop jogging. "Nope! Even better." The amount of fake enthusiasm was palpable to you but it had been good enough for the camera. "I just picked up a tiny from the bin. Since prop 24769 passed the Gym has been lending out Freebies and nothing comes close to the real deal."
"What I thought that was just for women in need." One said you thought she had a slight southern accent but it was hard to tell like this. The other one answered though.
"No, it also means businesses can institute rules allowing any Freebie that comes in eligible for use pertaining to the business."
You had nothing to discern them except voice and the thumping all around made that hard. Cass' line came up and she produced much more readily than the first time. "Go get yours and join me, with this I can finally sprint without worry " she then dialed up the treadmill and started fully running. You really wanted to brace for it or something but unfortunately it was already all you could do just keeping them mostly in place. There was an imperceptible difference in how much her chest moved compared to jogging but every millimeter hit like an extra cars worth of weight.
The other models were spouting off the voting prompt while Cass continued sprinting she seemed almost genuinely happy to be able to run and not worry about her boobs getting in the way. After slowing to a stop from the cut call Cass lightly wiped her forehead. Now settling in the Neutral position you finally had time to ache again. The ever present weight not letting you truly rest.
"Alright I think that take is good, Cass, Sally, Morgan take five while we work on some other shots." The director called out.
Cass casualty sipped water and the other younger models came to talk with her more. One of them handing her a tan square. "Here use my sweat rag, you were killing it out there." The one you guessed to be Sally said. Cass took the offer without thinking using the other tiny to wipe sweat from everything but her breast since you clearly had that covered.
"I don't think I did all that much, Matt is doing all the heavy lifting." She said gently stroking over your cups.
The other girl tried to not laugh but failed miserably. "You said he was your nephew right? Would have thought he'd rather be squished up against any other models tits than his own Aunt… even if you are smoking hot."
Cass has a small twinge of guilt at that but then remembered all your reassurance while she was undecided. "It's not about that for him. He just wanted to make sure my Vivid Videos debut would go off. He really convinced me to stay on at all honesty." If you could scream you would at that horrendous retelling of the events that lead up to this.
Morgan sounded unconvinced. "And it has nothing to do with getting to be all over that." She gestured to all of Cass "dunno but either way sounds like you should be letting loose a bit. I know my brother is living it up getting to lap up after your run." Morgan must be the sister of that guy meaning Sally was the one using him, and loaning him to Cass as a sweat rag. Cass looked down at the little rag that she had just used to wipe her body with and blushed. You could feel her nipples hardening as one crushed your crotch and the other rolled around your waiting tongue. Cass but her lip and handed the sweat rag back to Sally.
"Cass can we get you background for the pool scene. Tanning with your top will look great." The director called out forcing Cass to disengage and change bottoms to go look like she was tanning with you.
Laying on her back and relaxing was another unique torture for you as her tits wanted to fall to the side but you stretched in a new way to hold them. Her nipples wouldn't go back down either which was both painful and confusing. Cass meanwhile was taking the time to think about the tiny volunteers, Morgan said her brother enjoyed licking up sweat, did Matt actually feel something similar but was just too awkward to tell her. He did seem to get into the strangest situations with her, was it on purpose or no she was being silly. Maybe she should ask more of the models about their experiences.
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