(Chapter originally written by PhoenixStriker)
Ignoring your feeble protests, Jenna tucked you into the breast pocket of her uniform, nestling you tightly into the pocket.
As she walked, she whispered just loud enough for you to hear. "Hope you've bussed tables before, little bro. You're gonna be subbing in as Diane's Diner's newest, and only, tiny employee!"
You groaned and tried to shout up at Jenna, but her brisk walking pace was causing her breasts to bounce just enough that you tumbled onto your back inside her pocket, flipping around with every step she took. From her soft chuckle, you knew your sister was walking quickly and erratically on purpose, no doubt enjoying the fact that she was denying you the chance of voicing your objections to her. Not that she would've listened, though.
Eventually, Jenna approached her first table of the day, and her eyes went wide. A devious smile began growing on her face.
She recognized all three of the girls at the booth table from a few of her classes at Weston University. She was fairly good friends with all of them, in fact, and she was quietly reminded that she'd seen them stop by Diane's Diner before. Sitting by herself on one side of the booth was a tanned, muscular redhead, and across from her was a glasses-wearing black-haired girl and a freckled girl with hair dyed blue.
The redhead was Tessa Carroll, and her relaxed reclined position exuded a certain of confidence matched only by her easy grin. She was wearing a tight white crop top that left a startling amount of her substantial cleavage on full display, and her lean stomach, long legs, and sizable toned rear were accentuated by her black compression shorts. Tessa was on the Weston University track and field team, and had an easygoing and teasing personality. She was majoring in Physical Education.
The black-haired girl with glasses was Aya Fujikami, and her soft smile and withdrawn way she had her arms resting in her lap gave the impression she was a shy and reserved girl. That attitude, however, clashed somewhat with her attire, or rather her appearance beneath her attire. Though theoretically wearing a simple floral-patterned blouse and matching skirt, her clothes couldn't even begin to hide the tremendous swell of her chest or the prodigious width of her hips and derriere. Aya was one of Weston University's top-ranked students academically, and Jenna recalled she was majoring in Biology.
The final girl with the blue-dyed hair was Jewel Saddler, and her bright smile and infectious giggle lit up the entire restaurant. She was wearing a purple crisscross halter top that accentuated her noticeably busty chest and black micro shorts that left little to the imagination. Her general demeanor suggested a fun and flirty partier, and she definitely had the looks and attitude to win people over. Jewel was in one of Weston University's premiere sororities, helped organize most of the wild campus parties, and was majoring in Humanities.
All three girls were extraordinarily beautiful, and Jenna could feel a slight blush in her cheeks just seeing them. Above all, though, her growing excitement came from the fact that she knew with experience how all three women reacted when in the presence of a tiny. She'd been around with them enough while on campus to know just what they'd do.
Tessa, Aya, and Jewel were each, to some degree or another, obsessed with tinies. Not to a fully unhealthy level, but definitely an amount that Jenna took great satisfaction in realizing would basically overwhelm any tiny with affection and attention. A lot of tinies dreamed of having a doting giantess girlfriend, but even those most desirous tinies might find the trio of college girls too much for them to handle. Both Tessa and Jewel were hopeless, handsy flirts, and Aya (though much quieter and more reserved) had an adoration for tinies that could lead her to almost be possessive of those she stumbled across.
Jenna absorbed all of this information within seconds, and had soon approached the table, while you remained blissfully unaware of the future plight that was about to befall you.
Tessa caught Jenna's eye first, and she gave your sister an easy grin. "Sup, Jenna? Keeping on that grind?" She asked with a coy wink.
Jenna returned the wink. "Oh, you know it, Tessa. I just can't help myself with a uniform this flattering."
Jewel giggled. "Yeah, you don't quite fill it out like Ashley does, huh?" The blue-haired girl grinned. "Still cute as a button, though!"
Jenna rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the back-handed compliment, Jewel."
Aya piped up inquisitively. "Are you our server for today?"
"Normally." Jenna conceded. "But, I've actually got a little helper for today, Aya. I think you'll all really like him."
Jewel's eyes widened in anticipation. "Ooh. 'Him', huh? Didn't think Diane's Diner employed any guys."
Your sister shrugged, while simultaneously dangling her fingers into her breast pocket. "Well, he's just a temp, sadly. Maybe I can convince him to stay on permanently!"
Tessa's smile started to grow as she realized what your sister was doing. "Oh my god, wait. Is he actually--"
Jenna cut Tessa off by pinching your chest, fishing you out from her pocket, and depositing you on the table. "Ta da! My little brother, Matt!"
Instantaneously, all eyes were on you, and as you blinked to clear your vision from moving so quickly from Jenna's dark pocket to the bright lights of the restaurant, you finally realized the position Jenna had put you in. All sounds had been slightly muffled inside Jenna's pocket, and as your sister's devious inner thoughts had obviously not been privy to you, you only now recognized what she was doing. Your blood ran cold.
Tessa looked at you appreciatingly, leaning forward to get a closer look and nearly causing her breasts to spill out from her top. Jewel eyed you with amazement, already a faint blush forming in her freckle-dappled cheeks. You could even see her hand twitching, like she was restraining herself from lunging out to grab you. Aya, too, had leaned forward to see you better, creating an almost comically indecent act of her gigantic breasts squeezing against the table as she scootched closer. There was a quiet smile on her lips, but an almost hungry glint in her eyes.
You gulped, and feebly raised a hand. "Um...hello, girls."
Simultaneously, all three girls erupted into laughter and bouts of 'oohing' and 'aahing'. You felt yourself flush beet red as they smiled and giggled, and your obvious embarrassment only made them more entertained by you. Jenna, too, joined in the laughter, and while the three girls were still recovering, she took her chance to finalize this incredible opportunity.
"Well, girls, little Matt here is going to be your server for this meal." She explained. "He'll take your drink orders and food orders, I'll come back in a few minutes so he can deliver them to me, and then he'll stay on for some mealtime entertainment. Feel free to stay as long as you'd like, at that. Matt's just our secret little temp worker today, so it's not like he's got other responsibilities besides waiting on you three gorgeous ladies."
Despite how flustered and borderline humiliated you felt, Jenna's words still shocked you from your stupor. Whirling around to angrily yell at her, your quiet protests were drowned out by the incomparably loud, excited shouts from the three girls. Jenna only smirked down at you, gave you a petty wink, and then turned and walked off.
With your only potential savior having cruelly left you to this fate, you unhappily turned back around, only to let out a short squeak of surprise to see that all three girls had leaned towards you even closer. Your undignified noise prompted another round of laughter, and your eyes flicked in a panic between each of their smiling, flirty faces and sizable chests squishing against the table.
Jewel was the first to speak up properly. "Aw, little Matt! You're not scared of us, are you?" She giggled as she dropped two fingers onto the table, walked them up to you slowly, and then lightly flicked your chest. You stumbled back onto your butt, just in time for Tessa to catch one of your arms between two of her fingers. She lifted you a few inches off the table, dangling you, and gave you a full, hungry smile.
"Man, you can cancel my breakfast, because I think I might just eat you up instead!" She teased, pretending to open her mouth. Her hot, minty smelling breath washed over you.
Aya was the most (currently) restrained of the three girls, and she gave you a peaceable smile. "It's nice to meet you, Matt. Jenna's told us all about how nice and helpful you are." She blushed, and a bit of that desirous glint returned to her eyes. "You'll take good care of us today, right?"
Tessa dropped you back onto the table, and you stared up at the three flirtatious, dangerously playful college girls. Aya's words rang in your ears, and it felt like, because of Jenna, you didn't really have a choice to not take care of these girls.
Truthfully, how screwed are you?
1) The girls restrain themselves to light teasing and flirting, allowing you to get their orders and pass them to Jenna when she returns to the table. However, once the food and drinks are served, it's an entirely different story.
2) The girls almost immediately begin toying with and teasing you, and the situation spirals out of control before long. They don't even give you a second to even attempt your job before escalating their affections. At this point, you're merely trying to survive their onslaught of adoration.
3) Writer's Choice
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