It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in the neighborhood when Layla left the house, locking the door behind her, and headed towards the neighbors' house. She planned to spend the afternoon at her friend and neighbor Emma's house, and she also had a couple of small toys for her daughter Isabella.
For the occasion, she was dressed comfortably and sportily, with a simple white t-shirt, sneakers, and purple leggings that accentuated her generous hips and butt, in case they decided to go for a walk or a jog together. Her long hair was tied up in a braid.
Layla soon arrived at the house and knocked; after a few seconds, the door opened and Emma appeared on the doorstep. "Layla, welcome" she smiled "come on in". Emma was a woman the same age as Layla, fairly tall and slim, with less pronounced curves compared to Layla's. Her face showed a maternal expression, and she was dressed in comfortable home clothes currently covered by an apron. "Make yourself comfortable in the living room, I'm just about to take some cookies out of the oven"
Layla headed to the living room, where Isabella was sitting on the floor playing with some toys. "Hi Isabella" Layla greeted her with a smile. "Good morning, Miss Layla" Isabella raised her head to greet her, then returned to focusing on her game. Isabella was a lively but well-behaved little girl, with long black hair cascading down her back.
"I brought you some gifts" said Layla, capturing the child's full attention "Two toys to borrow for the day" she continued, pulling two small coins from her pocket. Upon closer inspection, the objects were shaped and sized like coins, but were actually the bodies of her daughters Carla and Sofia, flattened from above.
One side of the coin-shaped bodies showed the upper part of the two girls' heads, with the rest of their bodies forming a contour around them; in Sofia's case, her enormous boobs took up most of the coin's perimeter. On the other side, the rest of their bodies were visible from below, with the soles of their bare feet prominently displayed in the center.
Isabella looked curiously at the two coins in Layla's hands, who flicked them into the child's open palms. As soon as they landed in her hands, POP! Carla and Sofia returned to their original forms, but with a height of about ten centimeters.
The two sisters were dressed as usual: Sofia in black workout clothes, consisting of shorts and a sports bra to contain her enormous bosom (relative to her tiny body), while Carla wore gray pajamas, and both were barefoot.
The two girls lay somewhat confused and disoriented in Isabella's hands, who, after a moment of surprise, looked at them with an enthusiastic expression. "The animated dolls! Thank you, Miss Layla!" exclaimed Isabella, who, without giving them a moment to recover SPLAT! closed her hands together squishing Carla and Sofia in between, and began to mold their squishy bodies as if they were made of clay, completely forgetting about her other toys.
Emma, who had meanwhile arrived from the kitchen with a tray of tea and cookies, observed the scene before setting it down on the coffee table and sitting on the sofa next to Layla. "Your daughters again? What did they do this time to deserve being turned into toys for Isabella?" sighed Emma, pouring tea into the cups.
"They recently started trying to squish me again, following a fortunate accident that allowed them to temporarily get the better of me" Layla replied, recounting to Emma the events of the past few days that had led her to become a test subject for Carla's squishing experiments and to be stuffed into the trash compactor by Sofia.
"These days I never get squished, and I’m afraid I’ve lost the edge I had in my prime.. so now I sometimes partecipate in my daughters shenanigans, and every now and then I let them win to get back into shape" Layla concluded her story, munching on the cookies offered by her friend.
"Doesn’t seem to me you let them win this time" commented Emma, sipping from her cup of tea and watching her daughter play with the two girls.
At the moment, Carla’s body had been stretched into a long, slender shape and coiled into a spring: the details of her body were indistinguishable due to the extreme deformation, only the pink color of her body and the gray of her pajamas were visible as she was bounced incessantly on the floor by Isabella. Sofia, on the other hand, was nothing but a squashed and messy blob on the ground, the result of some squishy game of Isabella’s.
"How did you manage to shrink them like that? Shouldn’t they return to normal after being squished?" Emma asked her friend. "If they are exposed to intense heat, like that from a dryer, their bodies shrink and stay that way for a while" Layla explained, also watching the girls play "Even Carla, who is great at reforming, can only do so at a reduced size"
The conversation between the two women continued pleasantly until they started talking about their youthful adventures: "When we were their age, it was a constant game of trying to squish each other along with the other girls" Layla recalled, drinking from her teacup while watching Isabella have fun with the squishy bodies of her daughters.
"Indeed, it's been several years since we've done anything like that" Emma continued "I remember you were definitely the best at reforming, but modestly, I almost always had the upper hand in our shenanigans" Emma boasted proudly "I lost count of the times you ended up being an insole for my sports activities"
"Maybe your memory is betraying you, dear Emma" Layla replied, with a forced smile "Don't you perhaps remember that back in school, you spent most weekends squished between my boobs?"
"That's an exaggeration, it might have happened at most a couple of times" Emma retorted, meeting her friend's gaze with a forced smile of her own "Besides, it's unlikely that the pin-up poster in our classroom could squeeze anyone between her flattened boobs"
"Better being a poster than a soft cushion on the classroom chairs" Layla retorted in turn; the two women's gazes were fiery, and neither seemed to want to back down from the argument.
But suddenly Emma got up "I think we've dug up the past enough" she said, taking the empty tray "I'll go replenish with more cookies" she continued, heading to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Layla took a breath, trying to calm herself. The discussion had briefly awakened her extremely competitive nature, a trait that had led her to clash with Emma multiple times in the past. The two, who were now great friends, couldn't stand each other back in school, leading to various shenanigans between them throughout their studies. "But now it's water under the bridge" Layla thought "We've left those shenanigans behind"
The same couldn't be said for Emma, who was rummaging through the shelves in the kitchen: "Layla clearly has a distorted memory of our school days, and it's a side of her character that I can't stand... Even though it's been a while since these shenanigans, it's time to remind her who's in charge, then and now" Emma smiled when she found what she was looking for: an empty cylindrical metal can, from which she removed the lid.
"Layla, darling, could you come to the kitchen and give me a hand, please?" Emma called, preparing behind the door, out of sight from the living room with the can in her hands. As soon as Layla crossed the threshold into the kitchen SQUASH! Emma forcefully brought down the can on Layla from above, catching her completely off guard, and shoved her head, torso, and arms (which had remained along the torso) into the small container.
With most of her body stuffed into the can and not visible from the outside, only Layla's legs and her huge ass, now even larger than usual, were left outside, with her hands barely visible outside the can but stuck on her own hips without any possibility of movement.
Layla had become nothing more than a pair of legs and a massive butt abruptly ending in a small metal can. As soon as she recovered from the shock, her legs began to move in random directions, like a headless chicken.
"This is to remind you who's in charge between us" Emma said, with a triumphant smile at the pathetic sight of her friend. The mild-mannered woman who had welcomed Layla was just a memory, replaced by an Emma with a mischievous and extremely competitive attitude.
After enjoying the confused movements of Layla's legs for a bit, Emma lifted the jar from the ground along with its entire contents and began to stuff the rest of her friend's body inside. "How did we do this? Ah yes, legs first, like this!" she said, forcefully shoving Layla's legs into the already full jar, further compressing Layla's body; now only her butt remained outside the jar, which had become even larger due to the additional squishing, far exceeding the size of the small container.
"This used to be called the 'Bongo-Butt' back in school, if I remember correctly" Emma said, clapping her hands on Layla's two enormous buttocks as if they were bongo drums, following the rhythm of a song audible only to her, while Layla's butt swayed elastically with each hit. For a few minutes, the only sounds in the kitchen were the rhythmic beats of Emma's hands on Layla's huge butt.
"As another one of your records, you're still definitely the best 'Bongo-Butt' I've ever played!" the woman decided, concluding the performance with a loud double slap on both buttocks, which swayed softly for some time before coming to a halt, motionless.
"It's been a lot of fun, and I could actually keep you like this for a while... But I have other ideas for you today" Emma then began to push forcefully on her friend's butt, and after several efforts and despite the resistance it posed, eventually Layla's entire body was entirely stuffed into the small can.
"Phew, what a workout. You were right about your body losing its flexibility from the good old days" Emma said, wiping off sweat and taking the can in hand, beginning to toss it in the air and catch it, with a mischievous expression.
"Now, what to do with a conveniently canned Layla? I could keep you on the shelf with the other ingredients for a while, but that would be boring... Instead, why not go play with our daughters?" With that said, Emma began to tap on the bottom of the can, and slowly Layla's compressed body slid out of it, into the open palm of the woman's hand.
Layla's body had taken on a perfectly cylindrical shape, the same size as the can; one end of the cylinder showed her face, locked in an expression of extreme annoyance, with her furious eyes glancing around.
The rest of the cylinder from the head downwards was occupied by her body, with her boobs occupying one side of the surface and her legs bent on the other, with her feet reaching up to touch her head. Finally, her enormous butt occupied almost half of the total surface area and the entirety of the base opposite the head.
Emma returned to the living room with her friend in hand, finding Carla and Sofia, now back to normal but still in miniature size, running away from Isabella who was chasing them, laughing. Taking advantage of the fact that the two sisters were running towards her, Emma wasted no time and threw Layla's cylindrical body towards them, which began to roll towards her two daughters.
Carla and Sofia were focused on escaping from Isabella, so they noticed too late the huge steamroller that was inevitably heading towards them.
SQUISH!
Layla's cylindrical body effortlessly flattened the two little girls, and continued to roll, now with two flat stickers attached to it.
Its advance however was short-lived, because Isabella, who was chasing the two little dolls, didn't manage to stop in time and SPLAT! her foot stepped on Layla's cylindrical body, stopping its progress and squashing it to the ground.
"Oops! Sorry Mommy, I squished your... thing" Isabella apologized, lifting her foot and picking up the strange object from the ground.
Layla's cylindrical body had been completely flattened, and now it was nothing more than a squishy rectangular strip a few centimeters thick, half purple from Layla's butt covered by the leggings, and half white from her boobs covered by the T-shirt.
Attached like two stickers to their mother's body were Carla and Sofia, squished from behind; Carla had been squished on top of Layla's boobs, with her arms and legs joined and pointing in opposite directions in a slender shape, while Sofia had been squished onto her mother's buttocks, hands and feet stretched out to form an X, with her squished boobs visible beyond the outline of her body from behind.
"Don't worry, Isabella, this is another squishy toy that Mrs. Layla lent us" Emma replied, taking the deformed bodies of the three women in her hands with a playful look "Would you like to play together with these three new toys?"
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Emma opened the dryer in her kitchen and pulled out a Layla returned to her normal form but only a few centimeters tall, just like her daughters.
"You were right Layla, heat does shrink the body" Emma said, holding her friend's body tightly in her closed fist King Kong style, with only Layla's head free from the grip. "This would have opened sooo many possibilities back then" she continued, amused.
Layla, however, stared at her enormous friend with a frosty glare: "You do realize this means war-- UMPFF!" Layla attempted to speak but was abruptly cut off as Emma pressed the palm of her other hand onto her closed fist, squashing Layla's head in the process.
"Sorry, were you saying something?" Emma continued to rub her palm and squeeze her fist, deforming her friend's small body. In the end, Layla's body had been squished into a long and thin shape like a toothpick, except for her head, which had been flattened and widened into a flat, circular shape, with her surprised face visible on it.
"Isabella, the garden umbrella for the tea party is ready!" Emma announced to her daughter, returning to the living room and placing the finishing touches on the new mini piece of furniture.
Meanwhile, Isabella was playing tea party with her two paper dolls: the flattened bodies of Carla and Sofia were propped up on miniature doll chairs, with a table in the center and a tiny tea set completing the scene.
Isabella moved Sofia's flat arm to pick up the cup from the table and bring it to her mouth when Emma arrived and placed the Layla-umbrella next to the table. "To protect the ladies from the sun during their afternoon tea" she said solemnly, eliciting a giggle from the child.
The afternoon continued with games between Isabella and her mother, with three reluctant participants in the role of toys.
After the tea ceremony, they started a game of Goose Game, but with special pieces. Isabella's token was stylized in the shape of a Christmas tree, composed of the bodies of Carla and Sofia squished together. Their bare feet formed the base, their legs formed the "trunk", and the rest of their deformed bodies were haphazardly arranged into a pyramid shape, with their heads on the top locked in an involuntary kiss.
Emma's token was composed of Layla's body, molded into the shape of a demijohn. Layla's huge butt formed the widest part at the base, her legs almost invisible underneath it, and the rest of her upper body compressed into a thinner shape to form the neck of it.
The game ended with Isabella's victory, and as punishment STOMP! Emma's token was squished under the her foot, reduced to a flat disk with Layla's butt prominently visible, the rest of her body disorderly compressed onto the surface.
Later, Isabella began to play with her marbles, adding three new ones to her collection: the bodies of Layla, Sofia, and Carla had been compressed into spherical shapes similar in size to the other marbles.
Unlike the tokens, which were precisely and neatly modeled by Emma, the marbles were made by Isabella, and the bodies of the three women were haphazardly balled up, with random body parts on their surface.
However, the three new marbles didn't have the hardness of their counterparts, and they often got deformed or squished due to collisions with the other marbles.
At one point, Emma asked: "Isabella, can I take this marble?" pointing to Layla's spherical body; Isabella consented, and Emma took her friend with her, heading to her room.
She fiddled with the balled-up body for a bit, and soon Layla's shrunken body was back to its original form in her hands. Layla sat there, with a grumpy expression "That was a low blow, Emma. I hope you've had your fun so far, at least"
"The fun's not over yet, little one" replied Emma, poking at her friend's squishy body with her fingers "In honor of old times, I thought we'd go for a walk: you know, the soles of my shoes have missed you a lot over the years.." she said, ominously bringing her palms together, Layla caught in between.
Despite this, Layla smiled: "I'm sorry, but you had your chance. Now it's my turn" (Alternative ending: [ALT1]) Before Emma could realize what was happening, Layla's body began to shake for a few seconds, and PLUMP! suddenly returned to its original size, propelled upwards by the force of the transformation.
Emma barely had time to see a huge shadow looming over her before SMASH!! Layla's enormous ass plummeted onto her head and inexorably compressed her, crashing to the ground. Layla had dropped herself landing butt-first, squashing Emma entirely underneath, who was now completely hidden from view.
"Ah, this also bring back memories, don't you think?" Layla said, stretching her arms upward and dragging her hips along the ground, squashing her flat friend even further beneath her "I've lost count of how many times you've ended up being a pillow under my ass.. You're as comfortable as you used to be"
Layla stood up and checked on Emma: the woman had been completely flattened on the ground in an oval shape, her face frozen in a surprised expression with her hands pointing upward in a futile attempt to stop her friend from squishing her; the rest of her body was visible around the outline of the flat shape, with her boobs expanded due to the squashing, taking up most of it.
What stood out the most, however, was the indentation of Layla's two huge buttocks, which had left their mark entirely covering Emma's body, dividing it almost perfectly in half.
Layla picked up her friend from the ground and patiently waited for her to recover, holding her in front of her face; after a short while, Emma's gaze brightened, and she looked at Layla with a worried expression. "Layla, darling, you didn't seriously think I wanted to keep you in that state, did you? I was just about to let you go to enjoy a quiet afternoon" Layla replied with a skeptical look. "How about turing me back to normal..."
SQUISH!
Layla didn't let Emma finish speaking and began to crumple her flat body like an old newspaper "Oh no, sweetheart, you started this game, and now it's time for you to face the consequences" Layla announced, compressing her friend into a messy semi-spherical shape the size of a baseball.
Once Layla finished crumpling her friend, she held her in front of her, pondering what to do next. "Emma dear, what can I do with you now? Perhaps return the favor by turning you into a little toy for Isabella?" Layla said, imagining Emma at the mercy of her daughter's squishy games.
Suddenly, Layla made up her mind: "Actually, I've come up with a way for both of us to enjoy a quiet afternoon, just like you suggested" she announced, and she stuffed Emma's crumpled body into her cleavage, trapping her inexorably between her huge boobs "My two girls have missed you as well; get comfortable like you used to" she said, squeezing her boobs together, squashing Emma even further between them "I'll take care of organizing the rest of the afternoon"
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The sun was shining high in the sky, and Layla was comfortably lying on an inflatable mattress, floating motionless in the pool in the backyard of Emma's house; she wore a simple two-piece swimsuit, elegant sunglasses over her eyes, and a straw hat on her head.
Not far away, Isabella was happily playing in the pool with her inflatable toys, with a float ring that allowed her to float.
"Thanks for letting me use the pool, Emma. I really needed some relaxation" Layla said, addressing her friend "It's a shame, though, that none of your swimsuits fit me. I had to go back home to get one of mine" Emma was unable to retort, as her body had been squished and inflated to form the mattress on which Layla was lying.
Emma's body had taken on a rectangular shape, with her legs and torso making up the base of the mattress on which Layla lay, and her inflated arms forming comfortable armrests. The upper part of Emma's body was slightly raised to form a support, and it was composed almost entirely of the face of the inflatable woman, stretched to assume the rectangular shape of the mattress. Finally, Emma's boobs had been inflated to become a comfortable pillow for the user of the mattress.
Emma had a disgruntled expression, but her mouth was covered with adhesive tape, so she couldn't respond to Layla's jabs.
"Instead for the two girls, the punishment isn't over yet" Layla thought to herself, watching Isabella play in the pool.
Like the rest of the afternoon, Carla and Sofia continued to be Isabella's reluctant toys. Carla's body had been elongated, folded over on itself, and inflated to become a perfect inflatable ring for the child, with her arms extended over her head, reaching down to her legs. Her eyes were closed and a peaceful expression was on her face, probably asleep.
Sofia's body, on the other hand, had been squished into the shape of an inflatable duck, sized to fit comfortably in Isabella's hands: her head had been reshaped into the duck's head, with her mouth elongated to form the bill, while the rest of the girl's compressed body corresponded to the rest of the duck's body; she was currently floating in the pool along with Isabella's other toys, with a resigned expression on her duck face.
After glancing at the child, Layla stretched out placidly: "It's been a while since we had fun like this, Emma. What do you say we organize a reunion with the other girls one of these days?" she asked, addressing the stretched-out face of her friend, who could only respond with a fierce look.
"It would be a perfect opportunity to relive the old times" Layla continued, with a mischievous glance "Who knows if the others are still as easy to squash as they used to be..."
The strange glint in the woman's eyes caused a sense of apprehension in the inflatable mattress: "I may have reawakened a monster" she thought, worriedly.