This choice: "Sure why not!" You three head to another room and start the photoshoot • Go Back...Chapter #5"Sure why not!" You three head to anoth... by: Hectic   "Sure, why not! It sounds like fun!" You responded eagerly to the photographer. You weren't exactly sure what you were in for but this seemed like too good of an opportunity to pass up.
"Fantastic!" The photographer exclaimed, "Follow me and we'll get started right now." With a beckoning hand she motioned for both you and your new model friend, Emily, to follow her. Quickly the three of you began walking, you having to break into a light jog simply to keep up with the long, powerful strides of these women. As much as you tried not to you found it difficult to pry your eyes away from the hourglass shaped women sashaying in front of you. While they were wearing completely different outfits you could easily tell that both were overwhelmingly curvy. From your 2 foot tall perspective the asses of these ladies towered above you, and dwarfed you in size at the same time. After a minute of walking it seemed you had arrived as the photographer exclaimed,
"Right here, this room should be perfect!" As she said that she swung open a door to a relatively large, compared to you, room. Lights were set up all around and there were a few prop items strewn to and fro. Being the professional that Emily is she shot you a quick smile then sauntered to the middle of the room where all of the equipment was facing. She began double checking her hair, her makeup, and adjusting the fit of her bikini to make sure she looked perfect for the cameras. You, on the other hand, scrambled to make yourself look at least somewhat presentable. Thanks to your wife transporting you via the ass express this morning you had no opportunity to put on a normal outfit and instead you were stuck in some casual shorts and a shirt. The photographer noticed your worry and giggled slightly, before saying to you,
"You look great, Tim. Don't change a thing." She finished her compliment with a smile and you felt yourself relax a bit. So far it seemed like this would be a fun process! A moment later the photographer spoke up again, saying, "Alright guys, ready? The client really wants these pictures to emphasize the difference in height between you two so lets get you some heels, Emily, and we can start!" She tossed Emily a pair of tall, stiletto heels and she quickly put them on. As if her 6 foot frame didn't make you seem minuscule enough, now the top of your head only reached her mid thigh. Emily peered down at you to her side and giggled quietly, she completely towered over you. Immediately the photographer began taking a series of photos. Emily struck a different sexy pose in each one, and you tried your best to do the same. After a minute of this the photographer began giving some direction.
"Okay, Emily, can you turn around and kind of uhhh, hang your butt over Tim?" She paused briefly with the instruction, not knowing how either of you would react. Your instincts kicked in and started to tell you that this photoshoot might end up a bit more intense than you originally guessed. Emily, on the other hand, only smiled and nodding, immediately spinning 90 degrees until you were directly behind her. Her soft thighs brushed up against your face and you looked up to see Emily's voluptuous ass hanging over you like a canopy. Each of her cheeks stuck out so far that quite literally your entire body fit in the shadow they cast. You gulped and looked up in a mixture of awe and fear at the moons that could crush you effortlessly beneath them.
Just then the photographer said, "Yes! Great work you guys! The fear in your eyes looks so genuine, Tim, you're a natural!" You glance back at the photographer and shoot her a weak smile as well as a thumbs up, but inside you did not feel so confident. Emily seemed nice enough but she also seemed to follow the photographer's orders without question. You couldn't help but worry about what might happen next. The photographer took a few more pictures before speaking up again.
"Those were fantastic, guys. Now Emily, can you raise your heel and hold it over Tom as if you were going to step on him?" Emily responded immediately, "Sure can!" and quickly spun back around, her thighs brushing against you as she turned. She then raised her foot far above your head and held it there. While it cast much smaller of a shadow than her gargantuan ass, it still struck fear into your heart. Instinctively you ducked and raised both hands above your head, despite knowing deep down that this would do nothing in the event of her foot actually dropping down on you. The photographer snapped a medley of pictures in this position, obviously elated how perfectly the photoshoot was going. After a moment you lowered your hands, despite Emily's huge foot still looming over you. At that second the photographer said,
"Emily! Look how hot you look in these pictures! They're perfect!" She spun the camera around to show Emily and instantaneously your new model friend became enraptured by the photos. A series of "oohs" and "ahhs" came from both their mouths as they checked each one. However, in her fascination with the pictures the rest of the her thoughts melted away, and without a care in the world Emily dropped her heel straight down to the ground. You had no more than a split second to react before your entire body was squashed flat against the ground under her shoe. With an unceremonious *squish* sound, Emily stepped on top of you and kept browsing the pictures. Luckily for you, the ground felt oddly gummier than usual to her, and after a moment she looked down.
"Oh my god, Tom! I'm so sorry! I totally forgot you were still there!" Emily exclaimed down at you. Your body was comedically crushed flat underneath her but you could still hear the concern in her voice. She began to lift her shoe off of you when suddenly the photographer yelled out,
"Wait! This shot is perfect. Can you just hold it for one minute?" Emily was concerned about whether or not she was hurting you, but obeyed the photographer's wishes anyway. She snapped away taking pictures of your crushed form, of Emily, and of both of you at the same time. She even asked Emily if she could fake different emotions in regard to what she had done. Happy, angry, remorseful, Emily cycled through different poses and expressions while the photographer captured each one. Meanwhile your body was mashed and twisted up beneath her as she adjusted her stance repeatedly. It was absolute torture for you. You knew you should have turned down the offer in the first place, it was just too good to be true.
The photographer then spoke up and said, "Well if you two are comfortable with stuff like this, the client has an entire list of other squashing positions that they asked for!" She seemed excited at the prospect, and utterly thoughtless towards your wellbeing. You would have vehemently refused if you were in any position to voice your opinion at the moment, but sadly you could not. Emily, though, was flip-flopping on what she would choose. On the one hand she never likes saying no to her boss, but on the other hand she really did feel bad for you. She contemplated for a minute, tapping her heel on your body carelessly as she thought before saying,
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