This choice: Cass converses with the other models • Go Back...Chapter #8Cass Learns about Model Behavior by: matthias   (Chapter originally written by worstfailure)
Cass spent an hour posing for the cameras by the pool before Steph told her to take a break. Cass's dedication to modeling and her passion for her work had allowed her to take her mind off the initial guilt she felt about taking part in a CTC-sponsored photoshoot, but now that there was a pause in her work, those pesky moral concerns came rushing back. Cass didn't agree with the CTC in general and this proposition they were backing made her feel uneasy. If some tinies wanted to sign up for licenses, Cass could accept that because it was their decision, but forcing it on unwilling tinies? She knew that was wrong! But at the same time, it wasn't like she could just walk out of the shoot. She'd turned down all other modeling gigs she'd been offered for the summer in order to take part in Vivid Video's shoot. Even if she wasn't being paid, the publicity would more than make up for lost income in the long run. If she bailed now, she might not be able to find steady work and her career may be in serious jeopardy.
And you're not as young as you used to be, Cass absurdly reminded herself, despite the fact that not only was she was only 36, a breath-taking beauty, and, to an outsider, could easily be mistaken for Jenna's older sister. At least Vivid Videos got Matt's permission before using him for the shoot. I don't think I could bare to do this if he hadn't agreed.
As Cass thought this, she stroked her bra affectionately inadvertently pushing your tongue into her still-hardened nipple, causing it to fill your mouth. If only she knew the truth about you and the rest of the "volunteers."
Heading over to a cooler, Cass spied her younger colleagues, Morgan and Sally. Morgan was a leggy redhead with tanned skin whose hair reached her shoulders, while Sally had a farmer's daughter look with strawberry blond hair in a braid, big blue eyes and freckles on her face. Morgan's frame was leaner while Sally's seemed to have more musculature. Next to them was an Indian woman who looked to be around Lauren's age but was even "thiccer". It went without saying that all of them were exceptionally beautiful and exceptionally curvy. Cass remembered that Morgan said her brother had volunteered to be here as well. Maybe talking with her could help clear up some of Cass's mixed feelings.
As the younger model waved at her and Cass approached the group, she felt self-conscious about how curvaceous and beautiful the other models were, unaware that her own outrageous curves and good looks elicited similar feelings from her fellow models.
"Cass, great work by the pool!" Morgan said, offering her a cold water bottle. "You looked so natural out there. Oh, this is Priya!"
"Hi," Cass said shyly.
Priya eyed Cass's chest, her smile not reaching her eyes. "Charmed."
"Here's hoping we get to the pool soon," Morgan said. "They've been keeping Sally and me at the gym set."
"This lil fella's been gettin' to wet his whistle nonstop since we started," Sally said in her Southern accent. She was still glistening with sweat and rubbing the tan square that was Morgan's brother up and down her right armpit shamelessly.
Morgan wrinkled her nose but was unable to stop herself from laughing as she took a step back. "Don't go easy on my baby bro, now. He lives for this!"
The three women laughed and Cass joined them uneasily. It was only now she remembered how every other model had cheered for Steph's speech about the CTC and Proposition 24769. Cass hadn't worked with tinies on shoots before. At least, not using them as objects. Maybe the other women had and that's why they were so casual about it. Morgan seemed to think nothing of her tiny bra, nor Priya her tiny thong.
"I actually wanted to ask you about your brother, Morgan," Cass said.
Morgan looked surprised at that. "Why? He's not my problem anymore. If you want to trade for him, you'll have to ask Sally, but honestly, I think you're better off with your nephew."
"Now, now," Sally said, casually wringing Morgan's brother out to drain him of absorbed sweat. "Lemme see her lil' fella's CTC score before you talk her out of anything."
"Not so fast," Priya said domineeringly. "I had my eye on that little stud before Cass nabbed him. If anyone gets him, it'll be me." While she tried to keep her tone light, it was painfully obvious she wasn't joking. Cass half-remembered nudging her out of the way to grab you and flashed her an apologetic smile.
"What is it about tellin' me I can't have somethin' that makes me want it even more?" Sally smirked, looking at your bra-shaped body with doubled interest.
Picked last for sports, first for clothing. Fucking typical, you thought, overhearing the women's debate.
"I'm not trading him. Sorry," she said on seeing the disappointed looks on Priya and Sally.
DON'T BE SORRY! you screamed.
Morgan snorted. "Tough luck, baby bro. You're not even good enough to be a first pick sweat rag."
"Ah, don't be mean, Morgan. I only was foolin' around! I'd never trade ya," Sally unconvincingly told her tiny tan square.
"So Morgan," Cass said quickly before the conversation got off topic. "When your brother volunteered, did he tell you why he wanted to get a usage license?"
There was a pause after this, the three other women staring at Cass like she'd grown a second head.
"I don't mean to be impolite," Cass said quickly. "I know it's none of my business so I won't pry. It's just... I'm feeling a little... guilty about using my nephew for this shoot. I know he volunteered like all the other tinies, but I don't think I would've brought him today if I'd known what was going to happen. I'm just glad it's only for one day."
The longer the other women stared at her, the more awkward Cass had felt and she'd ended up spilling a lot more than she intended to, which the others could tell from the blush on her cheeks.
Morgan was surprised at the older woman's naivety but recovered quickly enough to recite the cover story she was going to tell her mom.
"Well, my little brother's always been a naturally giving person. Growing up, he'd always volunteer to fill in for anything an unaffected needed. This morning, he told me he'd always felt like a... parasite, leeching off of hardworking women. And he wanted to do something to give back. I told him he was being silly, obviously, but his mind was made up. I told him we'd see if there was any opening at the shoot, and here we are," Morgan said, satisfied she'd been able to recover quickly. It honestly nauseated her talking up her brother even if it was a lie to get rid of him. Yes, he'd always "filled in" when unaffected women needed him, but Morgan had been the one who'd always volunteered him. Unfortunately none of her efforts to get rid of her brother had ever stuck, their older sister coming in to rescue him. Morgan couldn't stand living under the same roof as him, especially when he acted like such a big shot, first with his good grades then with his high-paying job. And now that their older sister had moved for her new job, no one was stopping Morgan from getting rid of "the big man" once and for all.
"Kara! You brought in a willing ti--affected too, right?"
Morgan had called out to another model passing by, a 30-year-old, olive-skinned brunette whose statuesque physique was similar to Sally's. The woman's massive curves were stretching her pink one-piece bathing suit to the limit, and it took a second for Cass to realize that suit was another affected. The newcomer was surprised to have been called out to but happy to join in the conversation.
"Brought in--yes! My girlfriend, Chelsea, volunteered to come with me today. She's always been very supportive of my modeling career." At least until Kara had told her she'd be modeling for the CTC. Chelsea had made a big deal about "tiny rights" and "oppression" and blah, blah, blah. She really was quite dull. Chelsea apparently hadn't realized how lucky she was to have Kara as a girlfriend, because the tiny woman had the audacity to dump her. Something about "compromised morals contributing to the further degradation of an already declining society." Lucky for Chelsea, Kara was a loving girlfriend and not one to let her unreasonable partner sabotage a perfectly healthy relationship.
"I'm surprised," Cass admitted. "I thought a usage license might complicate your relationship with her."
"It's never been better actually!" Kara said, flashing a winning smile. She wasn't sure if Cass was putting on an act or really this naive, but either way it didn't matter. As far as Kara was concerned, she wasn't lying. A usage license did solve all their problems. Instead of arguing all the time, Chelsea would now shut up and look pretty, just like Kara had always wanted in a romantic partner.
"See?" Morgan said casually. "It's not uncommon for tinies to be want to be used by someone they know. There's one woman here who's modeling her son. You shouldn't feel guilty. When it comes to using tinies, nothing's taboo in this day and age. Honestly, you should be flattered your nephew volunteered for this. He may have wanted this for a long time and just too scared to act on his desires until Steph spoke with him."
"Not that you should feel obliged to use him if you don't want to," Priya said quickly. "Others would happily use him if you don't want to." It was clear when Priya said "others" she meant herself, but Sally perked up too.
Cass was saved from another awkward conversation by Steph calling her back to the pool to take photos with Kara. As she modeled with the slightly younger woman, Cass felt a bit better about using you now that she knew how common it was for tinies to volunteer for usage. It might be good to use you on this shoot instead of a stranger. After all, she got to spend so little time with you. And if those "accidents" hadn't been so accidental...
Well, Cass wouldn't decide on anything until she spoke to you at home.
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