Compressed And Squeezed, Part 1 Of 3 (Patreon)

Compressed And Squeezed, Part 1 Of 3.

Release Date : March 20, 2021.

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Compressed And Squeezed, Part 1 Of 3.

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Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

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"Um, hun? This feels kinda... weird... It's not pain or anything, but still i don't know... You said it's safe, right?"

Emmie said, her toes having already gone through the tiny gap between the conveyor belt she was now sitting and the massive steel barrel that stood on top of it, all 10 of them coming out from the other side like small pancakes attached to a pair of larger pancakes that were her feet, both of them already half way through the opening, the wrinkled rubbery surface of her ankles and calves now shinning and protesting like skin colored plastic as they were soon to go through the same opening and be reduced to the same thickness...

"Perfectly safe, babe! Nothing to worry about! One little sip from my magic potion and... POOF! You are now as a cartoon as you can get! No pain, harm or anything worse can come to you, even through some of the most violent gags... this liquid is the stuff of bliss, i told you!"

Bob said with a large smile in his face, having already pressed the conveyor's remote, the sight of the machine coming to life and Emmie's toes and feet already being flattened as they started coming out all rubbery and dangly at the edge, filling him with ecstatic glee! The fact that she so willingly agreed to this test alongside the fact that out of all the weird stuff he proposed to her, she randomly chose his favorite one, made him a way happier man. She could have asked to be inflated, or to be stretched out of shape, but she instead chose the flattening g@g, and Bob just stood there in awe as he wanted to observe every detail of what was about to happen...

"Hey... Now THIS feels kind of annoying!"

Emmie said with a bit more intensity as by now her knees had also gone through, her thighs were resting horizontally on the conveyor belt and she had to extend her arms backwards in order to gain some balance as the barrel kept compressing her feet at a steady pace, her upper legs being slowly flattened too as her face was growing animated and her voice was becoming concerned...

"Just relax babe, there's nothing to worry about, let the roller do its job..."

Bob tried calming her down as by now both her thighs had gone through and her waist was approaching the barrel, both her legs now fully flattened to the thickness of just a few millimeters each, dangling up and down like skin colored fish and producing weird wobbly sounds that could only resemble hot plastic...

"OK, i'm done... I want out! Stop the machine, i don't want to do this anymore, i want free, lemme g--"

* SQUUEEELLLCCCHHH!!! * SQUUUUAAAASSSSHHHH!!! *

"HEEEEYYYY!!!!"

Emmie yelled, her eyes now wide in shock as a during her concerned phrase that echoed regret, she stupidly grabbed the spinning barrel with both arms in an effort to stop the flattening, but the powerful roller just snapped both her arms under its weight and her hands then slipped under before they too came out flattened under the edge of the machine, pinning her entire body further down on the conveyor, her upper body now fully laying on the thing, before the woman gasped in surprise...

"NO!!! Bob! Stop it! I don't want to be flattened anymore!!! Stop!!! LET ME GOOO!!!"

The half-flattened brunette now started screaming in protest, and despite the fact she was feeling no sort of pain, she was panicking at the fact that she was soon to become a woman-sized, two-dimensional poster of her actual self! But her pleads went unanswered as Bob did nothing but stare back at her in fixation, the way her body parts kept coming out of the machine in their new flattened state and deformed cartoonishness kept him hypnotized as he kept smiling and drooling over the sight...

"BOB!!! STOP IT RIGHT - F@CKING - NOW!!! PLEASEEE!!!"

Emmie kept screaming between all the rubbery squelching that kept echoing in the industrial hall, her body now having gone through up to the height of her boobs, both her feet dangling downwards like a pair of rubbery append@ges, all wobbly and vibr@ting while her arms and hair edges kept flapping over her heavily compressed waist that kept following the gravitational fall of all her flattened form against the concrete floor to the front, her squished limbs folding one of top of the other as her still three-dimensional body was now shaking in protest on the conveyor belt, her head twisting in annoyance from side to side, her eyes wide and and searching for any sort of mercy from this stupid yet harmless ordeal she had so irresponsibly agreed to participate in...

"STOP IIIIIT!!! STOOOOP-STOOOO-PMPHMPHHH--"

* SQUEEEEEELLLCH!!! *

"--NGHGHGGghghg....."

Emmie screamed one last time before the barrel devoured the top of her upper chest, shoulders and neck and while she was screaming her mouth got suddenly steel-blocked before the last part of her, her head, got compressed to the same thickness of her now fully flattened body, her facial expression stuck into something between goofy and WTF, with both her eyes crossed stupidly, her mouth having an awkward positioning and her large hoop earrings sticking out the sides of her cardboard-thick head sides...

"Oh boy, oh boy!!!"

Bob said before pressing the remote to shut down the machine after it had so perfectly done its work, at the most awesome extent you could ever imagine, his eyes nailed on Emmie's goofy flat face as it slowly started drifting down towards the rest of her piled up flattened form on the floor...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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