[Flattening]

"Whatcha pacing back and forth for, Azazel? All pent up again? Can'tcha go do something with Modeus if you're all jittery?"

"A-Ah, Justice, just the one I wanted to see! W-Well, Judgment would've probably been better for this, but she'd turn me down for sure..."

Azazel, the Curious Angel, and Justice, the Awesome Demon. Both had been charmed by the Helltaker during his trek through hell to acquire his harem of demons, and both now spent most of their days in his home, letting their love for him build bit by bit. But even though they were devoted to him, that didn't mean that they weren't capable of getting back to their ordinary antics. Case in point, Azazel being so restless when she wasn't busy taking notes.

She descended into Hell to try and study Demons for the sake of her superior officers. A duty that she was neglecting in part due to her current affair with the Helltaker. But as she began studying them, she realized that it wasn't just because she had been ordered to study them. It was also because she found all the ways that they tortured the damned souls and just... Lived as Demons, that served to stoke that sense of curiosity within her. And now that she wasn't in Hell, she was just... Well, she wanted to get back to studying. Otherwise, she might suffer from further withdrawal. Especially considering the kind of study material she had been indulging in earlier.

Justice, meanwhile, had practically retired from her original position. So that left her free to do whatever she wanted. Which amounted to a couple of fun antics. Dressing up like a cop once was definitely entertaining and rad, and she also made one hell of a pie once. Which was surprising, considering the fact that she couldn't actually see.

"What, you need some of that old punishing gear that Judgment tried to use on him?" It didn't take a genius to figure out what Azazel was after. Especially since she liked to indulge the girl a lot. Hey, if she wanted to try out a lot of what Hell had to offer, who was she to stop her? It'd be more fun too, real awesome stuff.

Azazel felt the sweat run down her face as Justice saw straight through her. Impressive for such a blind Demon. "A-Ah, yes, exactly, that's it. But, uh, some of the less lethal ones. As much as I was able to study while he was being crushed over and over by the Sin Machine, I was wondering if you had access to others? Ones that leave the victim with a lesson learned, rather than torturing their soul over and over."

Justice rubbed her chin a little as she thought for a few seconds. Less lethal? Well that wasn't very awesome. "Hmmm... I dunno, what are you looking for exactly?" She asked, scratching her head slightly. "There's that tentacle machine that Modeus never used because it really didn't work out for her... There's Luci's machine, though that thing hasn't worked for literal millenia. Shame too, that one was extra awesome. Malina's machine is basically just a crappy gaming pc, she's complained about it so many times."

She could hear Azazel furiously scribbling as she detailed all the different machines. Which sent a little spark through Justice's head. Oh yeah. She remembered now. She knew exactly what kind of machine that the girl would want. And hey, it wouldn't hurt to try and use it again. "Y'know, back when I was just starting out, I wasn't really into that 'eternal damnation' stuff. Ain't really into it now either. So maybe the oldest Sin Machine'll do the trick?"

Azazel's eyes lit up as she quickly started to shake Justice, her curiosity wildly burning in her eyes. "Show me, show me, show me!" Maybe she was a little too enthusiastic. Then again, that's what Justice liked about her. Compared to how dull everyone else was, it was great to have somebody like her.

"Haha, stop shaking me and I'll show you!" Justice cried out, with Azazel quickly letting go of her and profusely apologizing. "Well, let's take a look. The portal we used to get out of Hell should still work, so we could just go back the way we came. Just remember, the ol' Sin Machine isn't what it used to be, even if it was the coolest thing ever."

The Curious Angel could feel her heart slamming against her chest in pure excitement. She was going to get to try out Justice's Sin Machine. She had great expectations. It's not like those expectations were going to be shattered or anything, she knew that Justice was a kindred spirit. At least, in that kind of way. Just like Modeus was the other kind of kindred spirit, even both of them hadn't committed and tried out some of the things they had talked about.

With a spring in her step, she followed Justice back to hell...

---

"...J-Justice?"

"Yeah? Don't you like what you see? Isn't it like, the coolest shit ever?"

"M-mmhm. Yes. Very... cool..."

Azazel had expectations. And admittedly, some of them were definitely met. But she couldn't help but also admit that some of those expectations had fallen flat, once she took a good look at the Sin Machine that was presented to her.

The massive machine, which wasn't too different from the one that Judgment had used to try and judge the Helltaker... It seemed way less lethal. Less spikes, less everything. But what it didn't have in terms of lethal implements it more than made up for using hammers, pillars and other mashing instruments. So it was less meant to judge the damned through violence, and more meant to squeeze out the damned elements... Or something. That's what she could surmise from a few glances at the machinery.

She expected something cooler, honestly. Maybe like, equipped with all sorts of old weaponry that was meant to slice away at the damned's morals. Or guns. Definitely guns. With the kind of shades that Justice liked to wear, she definitely expected guns.

"Damn straight." Justice grinned, laughing a little. "Man, I actually kinda miss the oven I had installed. It was great for a mid-judgment snack. Damn shame." She shrugged her shoulders as she stepped into the confines of the giant machine. "C'mon, you wanted to try it, didn't you? The controls are over here, just gotta squeeze in."

Despite Justice's blindness, she was able to navigate her old domain with no issue. Azazel never had bothered trying to ask her how she was able to accomplish something like that, but she didn't really need an explanation or an answer. All that she wanted to know was how the machine worked. If she knew how it worked, she could document Justice's past more accurately... And also determine if the current or the old way of judging was appropriate.

As the Curious Angel stepped into the confines of Justice's old Sin Machine, she felt a tingle run down her spine. Did she... Did she hear something? No, it was impossible. The machine definitely wasn't active. Justice had told her the thing had been scrapped, so there's no way...

"Oh. Yeah, watch out." Justice said, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "Back when I used this, Hell and Heaven liked sending their guys back and forth. So I had to punish a couple of angels from getting a bit snoopy. But that stuff was always super boring, so I just automized that part and let my snacks bake."

Azazel blinked, right before she briefly felt something touch her head. A split second passed, and she realized what happened... Right before she was flattened underneath one of the pistons that were controlled by the Sin Machine.

By entering the old Sin Machine, her status as an Angel had been registered. And since she just so happened to be too careless, even if it wasn't intentional in the slightest, she ended up getting slammed straight into the floor. Leaving her as little more than a pancake on that dust-covered metal...

"...Aaaaaah. Whoops. I never turned it off? Hah, sorry about that, Azazel!" Justice could hear the machine activating, snickering after hearing the sound of Azazel getting flattened. She really should've thought about that. Oh well, it's not like it was that bad. Azazel was made of stern stuff, she could endure a little flattening. It wasn't lethal after all. "Just say something if you need a bit of help!"

Azazel trembled in her flattened form, her mind trying to catch up to what had happened to her. Well, she shouldn't have underestimated the machine. She was well aware of that now. And yet at the same time, she felt her cheeks flushing bright red after being flattened. This... This experience of being flattened. Did it just awaken something inside her? It was something that she definitely needed to try and study further when she got back home. Right now, she just-

Before Azazel had the chance to get back up and compose herself, the machine activated again. The pillar slamming down on her, flattening her out even further. Even managing to make her spread out further, thinning her as her eyes started to spin while she was reduced to a two-dimensional object.

"Damn, guess this thing's still working as intended." Justice said, grinning a bit. Maybe her work on the machine was just too awesome. But if that thing worked, maybe the oven worked as well. "You want anything, Azazel? I could try and bake you a snack while we're trying to work the machine."

Azazel didn't initially answer, given the fact that she was still a bit dizzy and far too flat to properly articulate. But before long, she managed to pop out of her flattened form, and just barely step out of the way before she went for a threepeat. Not a moment too soon either, as the pillar slammed down with enough force to crack the floor slightly. While it wouldn't kill her or anything, she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to endure the sensations that came with being slammed like that.

Not to mention that her thighs were getting a little slick, and her expression was definitely far too red with excitement, and her halo was currently still far too flat and remained on the ground. She'd have to fix that last one, because if she didn't wear her halo, there was a great chance of something going horribly wrong. Like her falling. But that wasn't a problem, right..?

"A-Ah, uhm, maybe an apple pie would be great." Azazel said, gasping as she heard the sound of another pillar coming down. She quickly ran out of the way of it, even sprinting right past Justice to try and make sure that she didn't linger for too long and triggered another pillar to come slamming down on her.

"You've got it-"

Before Justice got to finish, the Sin Machine slammed right down on her like it had slammed down on Azazel. While she was the person who had originally operated it, the Sin Machine was not made to discriminate between the ones that needed to be flattened and judged. No, as long as you were even slightly angelic or slightly human, you'd be flattened. And though Justice was neither, Azazel just happened to run right past her. Which meant that the machine registered her as an angel for that split second, and acted accordingly.

Azazel heard the sound of Justice getting flattened, as she quickly turned around to try and see if she was alright. All while her heart was beating far too quickly. Her breathing was also far too quick, especially as she saw part of Justice's flattened form sticking out from under the pillar. Goodness, was that how she looked when she got flattened? The sight was... Oh goodness, the sight was far, far too much. She definitely couldn't allow herself to think about it for much longer than necessary. Otherwise... Otherwise..!

Thanks to how she stopped to try and check out Justice's current state, Azazel ended up flattened once again. And this time, she actively moaned. Okay, this was getting out of hand. Not just the fact that she was being mashed into a flat pancake with her face sticking out of the top, all of her features compressed and yet spread out evenly to make her look perfect, but also the fact that she was getting turned on by it. She knew that she was going to have an adverse reaction to what the old Sin Machine might be able to do, but this... She definitely wasn't telling Modeus about this, no matter how much she might enjoy it too.

"I forgot how this felt!" Justice laughed as she managed to pop out of her flattened form without much trouble. Though she was lacking her shades, mainly due to the fact that they popped out a bit before her. "Now I remember, thaaaat's why Luci decided that I couldn't use it any longer. She accidently got flattened when she brought a big wig to the machine, and she was so embarrassed that she ordered it scrapped and a new one installed. And I just didn't like that one as much, so I let Judgment handle everything. Ah, good times." She didn't seem too bothered by her flattening, barely even noticing that her blind eyes were out in the open.

Lucifer... Lucifer had been flattened. That was... Oh, oh no. No no. She shouldn't be thinking about that. The last time she reported to her higher ups, they had noticed illegal and compromising thoughts in her reports. They informed her that she could possibly fall if she were to indulge those kinds of thoughts. And yet the idea of seeing Lucifer humiliated even further and flattened into a pancake for her bratty behavior...

An excited smile started to creep onto Azazel's face as she popped back out, before immediately heading for the controls. This time, she wasn't going to let herself get hit. And she managed to do it too, rolling right under a pillar that was meant to block away the entrance as soon as an angel came close, giving her full control over the old Sin Machine.

Justice clapped in response, since she couldn't hear Azazel crying out in delight. Which probably meant that she hadn't been squished. "Great work, Azazel! Now, how about you turn on that oven? Getting flattened always makes me hungr-"

Once again, Justice got flattened. But this time, it wasn't due to the fact that she accidentally triggered the automatic controls. No, this time it was because Azazel actually used the flattening instruments against her.

And it felt really, really good to do so. Justice was a great friend and a very big help, that was certain. But it also felt really good to flatten her with the Sin Machine's pillars. Seeing her turn into a pancake from how powerful the pillar was, slamming her into the ground and leaving her spread out like that...

Okay. Maybe she could get away with doing it again. It's not like it was going to leave a lasting impact on either of them. Right? Riiiiight?

"Maybe the machine's a bit broken." Justice said as she popped back out, shaking off the stiffness that came with being flattened. "Could you check the controls, Az-"

Once again, Justice got flattened. SLAMMED into the ground. PISTONED into a two-dimensional form. SMASHED and COMPRESSED. Over. And over. And over. Because once Azazel gained control over the Sin Machine, she just couldn't stop.

The power went to her head. Or maybe it was the rush of pleasure that came with flattening the Demon that had handed her the reins. Either way, she was blushing from head to toe. Gasping, panting, even drooling a little. All while she just kept on repeating the same act. Was it to make sure that Justice remained flat, or just to satisfy her own urges? It was hard to truly tell at this point.

Justice, for her part, was getting a taste of what she had done to so many Angels and Humans back when she was High Prosecutor. The experience of being smashed into a flat mess by the most awesome machine in all of Hell. And to be honest, it was very hard for her to articulate her feelings on the matter, or even think about anything. Every time she tried to regain her thoughts, they were smashed flat by the pillar. Over and over and over again, as her expression went from mildly bothered to outright blissful, her bright toothy smile spread far and wide...

She just kept on going. Slamming again and again and again. Until it seemed like Justice couldn't get flattened any further... And until it seemed like she wouldn't be able to pop back out. With that bright smile on her face, it was almost like Justice was enjoying the experience of being flat. And Azazel wouldn't blame her. The few moments that she had spent being flat were beyond heavenly. She wanted to be flat again. Just like Justice was. And she would definitely use the Machine on herself when she could guarantee that she was going to be able to turn back. But there was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind...

What if she used this on Lucifer... And took over hell? It's not like she was going to be able to stop her if she was a flat pancake. And it's not like it was actually going to have any consequences, because she was still an angel. So as long as she just flattened her a bit and acted like she was the ruler of hell for a fun gag, it'd all be totally fine...

Besides. If she really did go mad with power, the Helltaker would be there to make sure she came back to her senses... Right?

---

"Mmmm... Delicious. You make the best Apple Pie, Justice."

"Aw, shucks. I just do what I can. Say, where's Luci? Isn't she supposed to be here?"

"Aha, of course not. She's busy. You know, with 'that'."

"Riiight. Thaaaat. You still into that sort of thing, Loremaster?"

"That's Mistress now, Justice. Don't forget!"

"Riiiiiiiight. Sorry, 'Mistress'."

Years had passed. Or had they? Honestly, Loremaster couldn't tell. After the Helltaker disappeared by going into that old Fly's portal, she decided that she might as well go ahead and carry out her flattening plan. And by flattening Lucifer into a rug, she was able to take over Hell.

A lot happened since then. Azazel fell and became a new Demon, taking on the moniker of Loremaster, and then remodeled Hell so it fit her aesthetics. And she ramped up the use of the Sin Machine that had lit her love for flattening on fire, turning several of Lucifer's loyalists into rugs like her. Or at the very least flattening them until they were submissive enough to follow her command.

Not that she needed to do it to Justice. The Blind yet Awesome Demon was the same that she ever was. But now she was just being put to good use. Baking that great Apple Pie that she was so proud of. It was Hell's most preferred dish, though that was more because nobody really wanted to try out the meal replacement pills that Loremaster had invented on a whim. Even she didn't want them.

As for the former Queen of Hell herself, Loremaster could feel her feet tingling. And a simple gaze downward revealed the trembling rug. It seemed as if Lucifer was about to return to her usual shape. Which brought a wicked grin to Loremaster's face.

"Justice, move a little to the side. As much as I love the sight of you being so lovably flat, you've got another pie baking. I wouldn't want it to burn." Loremaster said, with the blind maid nodding and stepping to the side. Even though she seemed a little disappointed not to end up flat. Then again, any Demon would feel disappointed to not be flat, after what Loremaster put them through.

Seconds later, Lucifer popped back into her normal form. Well, as normal as she was in the present. After her forced demotion, she was made to serve Loremaster as a Maid. A deeply humiliating position, especially considering Loremaster's former status as an Angel.

"Lo-" Lucifer paused as she noticed the grin on Loremaster's face. That wasn't good. She had to choose her words carefully, otherwise... Otherwise... Oh, hell, that deviant had managed to flatten the love of flattening into her. No, no no, don't look like you want to get flattened...

Unfortunately, that was impossible. Lucifer couldn't stop herself from blushing as she thought about being compressed once again. She was shivering. Squirming. Almost begging to be turned into little more than a rug. But she tried her best. "M-Mistress. I can't serve you if I-"

Nope. She didn't get that far. Nor did Loremaster entertain her request. Instantly, a pillar shot up from underneath her at the same time as a pillar shot down from the ceiling. Smashing into the former Queen of Hell from both sides, reducing her to an even flatter rug, and spreading her out as far as possible. And once the pillars retracted, the rug slowly but surely drifted back down to the ground...

As Luci-rug landed on the floor, it was easy to tell that she loved this way more than she tried to let on. She had that same stupefied grin that Justice had, back when Loremaster first fell in love with flattening. Though it seemed a little bigger, probably because of Luci-rug's natural excitement was a bit greater than Justice's. Which was all the more humiliating, no doubt.

"I will never get tired of that." Loremaster said as a few beads of sweat ran down her face. Maybe she should get flattened too... Yeah, that'd be great. She could go for a bit of flattening right about now. It's not like she had any experiments to run yet. The development of the next subject was going to take a while...

To hell with it. "Justice, keep an eye on the pie." Loremaster said as she got up from her seat, gasping as she took a few steps and stood right in the middle of Luci-rug, looking up at the subtle ridge that revealed the pillar that would shoot down at her. "And make sure that we pop out before the pie gets cold, it's at its best-"

Before she finished talking, the automatic detectors that she had improved caught onto her presence. And just like that, the pillars shot out in their respective direction. Slamming into Loremaster with the same sort of intensity as they had done when flattening Lucifer... While at the same time slamming her into Lucifer. It was a dangerous thing to do, getting flattened together with somebody else...

Which was probably why the two rugs just landed without drifting, due to the added weight. And unlike Luci-rug, Rug-master was currently facing ass-upward. Which meant that her face was pointed towards Luci-rug, letting the new Queen of Hell press up against the old.

Justice, still unable to see shit due to her blindness, just laughed at the sound of the two smashing together. Welp, the Mistress gave her a task. She'd better carry it out. Otherwise, she might just end up flattening her too. And not in the good way. The punishment flattening was like Luci-rug's. She was going to be unable to bake any pies for her if she had to be punished.

So the Blind yet Awesome Demon just did as she had been instructed. Leaving the two Queens behind so they could get nice and cozy.

All while both rugs vibrated in flattening-induced delight, getting more intimate than ever before...