Angry Hands! - Billie, Part 1 Of 2 (Patreon)

Angry Hands! - Billie, Part 1 Of 2!

Release Date : January 20, 2024.

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Angry Hands! - Billie, Part 1 Of 2!

Featuring celebrity : Billie Eilish!

Part 1

Part 2

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"Yes, yes Billie! It will all be starting very soon, just give me a few more seconds to take care of the paper-work and the whole will begin... Geez, now let's see...."

A huffing and puffing voice echoed from the speakers, as it was clear that the man was under pressure to organize this next chamber participant, papers could be heard next to his voice as they were shuffling and screeching from the background, the famous young singer looking up towards the speakers with confusion but still not in a great hurry or anything, since she did want this photo-shoot to not be rushed in any way and for her new promotional photos to come out as great and fancy as possible....

"....There sure are a lot of names and sheets here, you know.... Lots of famous people visiting our headquarters lately, heh... Excuse the wait miss Eilish, will be ready to begin in just a tiny bit, promise...."

The voice continued in the same anxious tone as he thought he sensed some impatience on Billie's part, but the raven-haired singer with the distinctive patch on green on top rushed in to calm the voice down....

"Oh, that's quite alright sir! Take you time, i don't mind waiting for a few more minutes if this will increase the quality of our results, you know... Just a small question tho, this whole meeting is about my promotional photo-shooting, right?"

Billie asked with genuine confusion in her voice, addressing her overall upfront direction since she could not see anyone but kept hearing their voice, but the voice's response left her in an even more confused state....

"A photo-shoot you say... Well, you could call it a photo-shoot too i guess, heh..."

The voice responded, Billie's brows twisting in confusion as she kept staring up, waiting for some explanation that was never arriving, re-adjusting nervously her alternative rock style of tattered grey tank top and buggy black cargo pants with all sorts of jingly chains and stuff with a pair of heavy platform boots beneath all that, as she started feeling really awkward in this voice-less gap of just papers still rustling....

"OK then, i thin--"

"There, all set! Time to get this thing going!"

* CLICK! *

The voice cut her off as before she could say another word the sound of a button echoed through the speakers and a pair of mechanical arms started descending fast from the ceiling and towards the sexy singer. On their edges, and instead of the usual gloved rascals, each had a heavy steel roller attached, a massive metallic barrel that looked like a rolling pin but only out of heavy and massive metal, Billie looking at them at equal confusion as they both hovered above her before clanking the one against the other with a loud * CLANG!!! *, right above her head where they came to a stop, the sexy lass lifting up her gaze to see a pair of rollers perfectly aligned above her greenish hair-top, the woman getting even more confused as what she thought was going to be a photo-shooting crew with cameras and backdrops, was now turning out to be something completely different, another click now being heard from the speakers as both rollers sprung into action, both barrels quickly spinning the one against the other at rapid speed....

"Umh, sir...? What are these supposed to b--"

* FFFFFrrrtttt... * SQUUUEEEEELLLLCCCCHHHHH!!! *

The poor girl started saying before both rollers came down on her head, squashing her face and upper body between them to literal cardboard thickness, Billie's upper body being compressed and flattened with a wet cartoonish sound almost instantly as her eyes went wide , her mouth agape and she was left with with a dumbstruck expression on her flat face only for the rollers to keep on descending further down over the rest of her form and the voice to calmly start commenting...

"Think of it this way, Billie..."

The voice sadistically continued, as the heavy rollers kept flattening the sexy singer, both of the heavy steel barrels now down to the height of her belly, having already spread her flat boobs to the shape and size of widened saucers while her upper body was fully squashed flat at that point...

"You can always be your very own promotional cardboard cutout! They would be setting you up from record store to record store! Wouldn't that be a sales-pitcher revolution, or what?!? Hahaaa..."

The man continued as by now the rollers were over Billie's thighs, a familiar gloved hand also having reached down from the ceiling and grabbing her flat forehead only for her flimsy now form to not collapse as it kept pulling her upwards while the steel barrels kept doing their work into compressing her flatter and flatter with each passing second...

"MMMGngghgnngngn..."

The shocked flat woman moaned through her two-dimensional mouth, the rollers now having reached down to her boots before both of them crushing down on the floor with a loud...

* KAZ-DOOOOOONNNNNGGGG!!! *

"There you go, Billie! You just went through the first test! And by the flat looks of you... You make one hell of a rubbery cutout girl!"

The voice said, the hand holding her above the now stopped rollers, the black-haired singer now dangling stupidly with her flat limbs dangling like awkward appendages over her flat body as she kept screeching and wobbling in every shaking she did, the girl moaning and protesting to what had just happened to her but before she could process all that, another hand appeared from her side, her eyes turning to face an air-spewing green hose that was being targeted straight for her wide-open lips, her dread now climaxing at the even more pressurized prospect of how this cartoonish ordeal was about to continue...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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