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Rated: GC · Interactive · Adult · #2299624
You're Matt, a tiny, living with the worst luck ever. (UPDATED BIO 27/08/24)
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Chapter #4

The Contest of a Lifetime!

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

"Whoo!" Lauren said, wiping sweat off her forehead from getting so worked up by the song. "I love that song. No wonder they're Jenna's favorite band."

"You're listening to TNY80085, the station that gives you the hottest hits of the decade! I'm Tanya and you just heard the debut hit song "Mant Stain" from the, appropriately named, Mant Stainers. They, along with countless others of your favorite bands and singers, will be performing live at the Cacopho-Rockin' music festival in California this Saturday, for a weekend to weekend concert. If you haven't got your festival passes yet, that's too bad because they're all sold out... or are they? It just so happens we at TNY80085 have 2 festival passes just waiting for a lucky caller! It may be short notice, you may question why we're waiting until now to tell you, but do you want answers to those burning questions, or do you want to spend nine days rockin' out with the hottest names in music? If you're Caller 10 and can answer a simple bit of music trivia, you'll get these bad boys and be in for the week of your life. For those interested, and I know that you are, here's the number you need to dial..."

Lauren gasped with excitement at the news and immediately pulled over. Lauren had heard Jenna talking about the festival and wishing she could afford to go before all the tickets were sold out. Some of her all time favorite bands were playing! Whipping out her phone, Lauren dialed the number provided. She couldn't help getting excited, even if she knew the odds of her actually being Caller 10 were--

"Hello, Caller 10, you're on the line with Tanya. What's your name?"

"OH MY GOD!" Lauren said, bouncing in her seat, causing her breasts to jiggle and flatten you further as they bounced. "My name is Lauren Jacobs! My daughter turned me on to your station last year and it absolutely rocks!"

"I'm happy to hear that, sweetheart," Tanya said smoothly. "Let's hope you get the question right so you and your daughter can go see the bands that make us absolutely rock in person. Here it is. Three years ago, the lead singer of a band accepted a proposal from her tiny boyfriend only for a magpie to fly off with the engagement ring... and the fiancé. Later that month she released a song based off that event which became her most popular song to date. What is the name of that song? You have 10 seconds to answ--"

"The name of the song is "My Heart Forever Soars Above the Heavens" by the band Tiny Chains 4 Big Hearts!"

"CORRECT! Lauren Jacobs, you and a plus one will be heading to California for the Cacopho-Rockin' music festival!"

Lauren squealed in delight and bounced up and down in her seat, causing her cleavage to part enough to allow your kicking legs to fall through and be battered between her bouncing breasts until you were completely squashed between them.

"Please stay on the line while we get things set up for you."

"Ok! This is so exciting! Thank you! I love you, Tanya!"

"Love you too my lovely listener, and for the rest of you out there, we'll be offering some other prizes in a bit but in the meantime, let's rock out from the latest single from The Non-Hyperbolic Maneaters, "I've Got You Licked". Stick around."

What followed next you were only semi-aware of. Buried in your mom's cleavage, you caught only snippets of conversation, first as your mom was informed of the details of her festival passes, then as she drove back home, she called your sister to tell her the good news, all memories of the movie marathon and you completely forgotten.

Lauren spent the rest of the day preparing for the trip coming up in just three days. Luckily, her workload was light next week and she was able to postpone or reschedule the unimportant orders and meetings, while planning out how to get her highest priority order done before she left. After that, she booked her and Jenna's flight and ordered camping supplies when she realized some essentials were missing.

What she didn't realize was missing was her son, who was still flattened and trapped in her cleavage. As she worked through the day to make as much progress on her one high priority order as she could, the temperature built up inside your soft but inescapable prison. Sweat dripped down and your absorbent body soaked it up against your will. You tried to struggle to get your mom's attention but she would either think you were an itch and scratch you outside her clothes, causing you to be more flattened, or hike up her bra whenever you tried to move, causing you to be buried further within her breasts. It wasn't until 6 pm when Jenna got home from her shift at Diane's and your mom emerged from her studio to embrace her daughter, shriek in delight, and jump up and down with joy that you were finally jostled enough for your sweat-soaked body to slide out of your mother's cleavage, down her shirt, and onto the floor, where you were then immediately squashed beneath your mother's shoe as she continued jumping up and down. Eventually hearing the repeated squelching caused by her foot slamming down on your body and forcing the sweat out, your mother stopped jumping and looked down, seeing a barely recognizable leg under her shoe. Removing her foot, your mom saw you flattened form and giggled.

"Oh, there you are sweetie! You know you should be more careful when you see us jumping like that." Clearly she'd forgotten she ever had any plans with you today. Peeling you off the floor, she placed you on her palm and raised you up so she could speak to you while you reformed. "Guess what?" she asked, as if you could possibly answer. "I have the most exciting news! I won two passes for the Cacopho-Rockin' music festival today! It's a 9 day concert event where we camp outside to listen to some of the greatest bands of all time, and you, Jenna and me are all going to see them in person!"

As your body began to reform, you heard Jenna snicker, clearly picking up on the same flaw in your mom's logic as you did.

"Gee, mom, I didn't know they'd let three people into the festival with only two passes."

Lauren giggled. "Of course, they wouldn't do that, Jen--Oh... oh dear," she said, eyes widening at the realization.

"Don't worry, mom," Jenna said, a wicked grin already on her face. "We wouldn't dream of letting Matt miss out on this. We'll still take him, we just need to smuggle him into the festival then take him out when no one's looking so he can have fun with us!"

That idea sounded truly terrible. Nine days with your airhead of a mom and your sadist of a sister, camping on the other side of the country, in a place filled with strangers, while breaking the law to be there? You doubted you'd survive a day!

"That's a great idea, Jenna!" Lauren said happily.

"WAIT!" you cried out, both surprised and relieved to hear your own voice. You'd been afraid you hadn't reformed enough to speak yet and were delighted you were wrong. "We can't just break the law! I mean, as much as I'd love to spend time with my beloved mom and sweet sis, I'd feel awful if you got caught and kicked out of the festival because of me!"

"Don't be silly, big bro," Jenna laughed. "There are all sorts of places we can hide you where no one would ever think to look."

You forced yourself to smile despite feeling queasy at how ominous that sounded. "Oh, I wouldn't want you two to take any chances. Besides, I'll be fine here. These are your favorite bands, I wouldn't be able to appreciate them the way you two do. And this would be a great opportunity for some personal mother-daughter bonding time. I'd only get in the way."

"But I wouldn't be able to live with myself if my big bro was left out," Jenna said more insistently.

"And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you and mom lost out on this once in a lifetime opportunity on my account! Besides... the law is the law."

Your mother bit her lip, deep in thought, as she pondered both your arguments. You and Jenna both knew enough to keep quiet now while your mom was thinking, neither of you wanting to say more and ruin your own arguments. You locked eyes with your sister and her smile grew a little more intense. Her head shifted slightly so the light from the ceiling lamps reflected on her glasses, like a villain out of an anime.

"I've made up my mind," Lauren said.

Both you and Jenna turned to hear her decision.

What is it?

1) Jenna's convinced Lauren you can be smuggled into the music festival and is determined to bring you with her and Jenna. Your own words actually backfired, since your mother ended up touched by your willingness to sacrifice an amazing experience for her and your sister's happiness. Jenna may even suggest they start practicing how to smuggle you before the flight just to make extra sure you can't be found.

2) You've convinced Lauren it's too risky to take you. You'll be spending over a week at Mari and Rio's house.

3) You've convinced Lauren it's too risky to take you. Unfortunately, Mari and Rio are visiting a sick relative out of state, so instead you'll need a "tiny sitter" to watch you. Your normal sitter is actually perfect at her job, not at all like the first tiny sitter you ever had who was a complete nightmare and whom you recently heard moved back into town. But surely Jenna won't conspire to have your evil tiny sitter watch you... right?
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