Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 1 Of 3 (Patreon)

Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 1 Of 3!

Release Date : June 10, 2023.

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Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 1 Of 3!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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"So, how did a perky gal like you came to such a job Audition, Miss...--"

"Wieners, Sir! Gretchen Wieners, a proud member of the Plastics, the HOTTEST gang in North Sore High School! Heh!"

Gretchen responded up towards the voice that was coming from somewhere unseen in the vast expanse of the usual chamber, the fashionable bimbo all bubbly and vivid as she kept trying to make the best of impressions on that first meeting, the fresh gal putting her arm on her side and striking a model-like pose for whomever watching her, her 'That's So Fetch' branded purse hitting the side of her thigh as she smiled up in confidence....

"OK, then Gretchen, so why did you com--"

"I just want this job so much, sir!"

Gretchen abruptly cut the man's words once more....

"Just need to prove my worth to Regina! She keeps calling me all those names like lazy-ass and retard, no good for nothing girl, and i just want to prove to her that i can be a productive member of the team, sir! I need my place in the plastics and i gotta earn it, pronto!"

The young gal spat out, her words rapid, concerned and with actual worry behind them as she kept looking upwards to the ceiling waiting for some kind of response, her eyebrows frowned in insecurity....

"I see.... Tho this job entails some very requiring skills Gretchen. Given the fact that your gang is called 'The Plastics', i reckon you could do quite well in all the following tests... So i was wondering, how well do you do with pressure on the job? Heh...."

The man asked through the speakers, the irony audible on his tone as he started pressing some buttons at the same time, a pair of rectangular glass panels now beginning to descend from up the ceiling, both of them being held by a pair of mechanical gloved hands....

"I can work perfectly under pressure, sir! I can take hardship, hard tasks, all sorts of requiring stuff, honestly! I can take a whole lotta pressure, sir! Just try me out and you will not be sorry!"

Gretchen responded with enthusiasm, the naive woman not understanding the specific kind of pressure this series of tests involved, the pair of glass panels now closer to her as they started descending towards the floor and started setting themselves on Gretchen's lower sides. without the bimbo still not having taken notice of them....

"I hear you, girl! Time to prove your worth, then...."

The voice responded before pressing another button, the glass panels now starting to move once more, this time both enclosing Gretchen's lower body from each side....

"Thank you, sir! Thank you so much! You will not regret this, i sw--YYYYYEEEEEELLLLLPPPPP!!!"

* SPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEERRRRRRRRTTTCCCCHHHHHH!!! *

Gretchen stupidly yelled as the panels squashed both her legs in-between them, her legs instantly disappearing from sight as they both got sandwiched and flattened by the panels just till above her upper thighs height, her hips and mid-section bulging out of the top side of the panels, the woman raising up her arms in distressful surprise , her eyes going wide in shock as she dropped her purse....

"Those legs do indeed look plastic enough to take such a blow, Gretchen!!! Time to see what the rest of your body can do...

The voice said, Gretchen's upper body trying to awkwardly turn and twist while her lower squashed body kept her pinned in place and that was when another set of glass panels started descending from the ceiling, this time both of them being placed in a 90 degrees angle to the others, and in the exact height of her upper body, one to the front and one to the back, before they too started forcefully closing on one another with Gretchen in-between....

"THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF PRESSURE I HAD IN MIND, SIR--NGHH!!!

* KA-SPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWTTTTTCCCCHHHH!!! *

Gretchen's protests came to a stop as both panels crashed from her front and her back, also sandwiching her upper body in-between and instantly flattening it with some highly cartoonish and absurdly widening results, the woman's wide-eyed face going a bit cross-eyed as the pressure smashed her head like a pancake with the rest of her upper body parts going under the same pressurized treatment. Her arms got flat and widened, both bent in the elbows with her squashed palms wide open, while her entire torso got spread and her boobs widened up to the size of plates, Gretchen's entire body - besides her midsection, a round blob of upper thighs and bulging buttocks all covered up by her skirt's fabric - was now squashed fully flat, with her lower body being flattened sideways in contrast to her upper body that was flattened head on straight, the bulging mass of skirt bulge kept vibrating and shaking in the middle while the rest of the flat woman could be seen through the glass of the panels as she stood completely frozen in utter shock...

"Looking good, Miss Wieners! Pressure indeed does wonders on a body like yours! Now let's proceed to the second phase of our testing, shall we?"

The voice echoed over the girl's muffled silence, before all glass panels retreated back at the same time, letting go of Gretchen's multi-angled flattened form to wobble and shake mid-air like a rubbery cardboard with a ball of hips and buttocks in the middle, and before she collapsed into a rubbery pile of  flattened body parts on the floor, her upper body collapsing forth with her face hitting the floor with a soft and feathery...

* ....sswwwwwhhhhhhhiiiiirrrrrrrppppp.... *

... This Is NOT Fetch...

The woman internally screamed as she started regretting her decision to apply for this job in the first place...

...Not Fetch AT ALL...

She kept screaming while on top of her a new series of mechanical sounds started echoing, something reaching down for her once more from the ceiling...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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