"TIME'S UP!"

SMASH! SQUISH! SPLAT!

Three comically oversized hammers came crashing down onto the ground. When they lifted, three flattened figures were left behind: three girls, flattenend from above, their bodies reduced to circular pancakes just a few centimeters thick, with their heads clearly visible at the center.

The camera zoomed in on the unfortunate trio: one of the girls had managed to look up just before impact, her face showing a disoriented expression, with her hands raised in a futile attempt to stop the squishing. The other two, however, had their faces hidden, with only the tops of their heads visible in the middle of their flattened, circular forms.

"Oh dear, it looks like none of the contestants made it in time!" A high-pitched, enthusiastic voice chimed in from off-screen before a young girl dressed in a bizarre, brightly colored outfit entered the frame. She bent down and picked up one of the squished girls, examining her with an amused look before casually spinning her on her finger like a pizza chef with dough.

"On the bright side, I just scored three new floor mats!" she said with a mischievous grin "Or do you guys have any more fun ideas for how to use these losers? Let me know in the comments below!"

With a careless toss, she discarded the flattened body and waved eagerly with both hands, beaming with excitement "See you next time! Squish ya later!"

"Squish ya later..." Emily murmured, echoing the words from the video she was watching on her smartphone; she sat alone on a bench in the bustling city center, dressed in her usual dark, inconspicuous clothing. Despite the weekend crowd filling the area, she wore over-ear headphones, completely absorbed in her video.

"What are you watching, little one?" Emily suddenly felt a hand lift one of her headphones, and a voice spoke right next to her ear.

"Aaaaaahh!!" Startled, she let out a shriek and flung her phone into the air, barely managing to snatch it mid-fall before it hit the ground.

"See? You can raise your voice when you want to" Sofia teased, now standing in front of her: Emily hadn’t even noticed her approaching. As usual, Sofia was dressed in her comfortable workout gear: short athletic shorts, a sports bra, and sneakers.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice" Sofia continued as Emily, still recovering from the scare, put away her headphones and phone.

"N-no problem" Emily finally replied. It was their first time seeing each other since Carla’s D&D session, and although that bizarre experience had seemingly created a bond between them, Emily still felt awkward being alone with Sofia.

"I wanted to talk to you face-to-face about something involving my sister" Sofia said, seemingly oblivious to Emily’s unease "You haven’t heard from her since the day we played together, right?"

"Y-yeah, Carla told me she’d probably be punished by your mother for a few days" Emily replied. Even so, several days had passed without a single message from Carla: the silence had left Emily feeling uneasy, afraid that she had somehow disappointed her idol.

"Well, that was true for the first two days" Sofia admitted as she started walking down the crowded city street, motioning for the smaller girl to follow "To be honest, our mom’s punishment was different from what you’d expect. Since my weirdo sister finds being squished relaxing, Mom simply made her clean the entire house for a whole day... I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so miserable over a punishment" She chuckled as Emily walked behind her, listening intently.

"Then, for the last part of her punishment, she was handed over to me. I'll spare you the details, but let’s just say she made for a very comfy insole during my soccer match that evening" Sofia finished with a smug grin.

Meanwhile, Emily eagerly absorbed every bit of information about Carla’s recent squishings. Carla squished into an insole? She would have given anything to hold her in her hands... or, even better, what if Carla let her use her as an insole, flattened under her idol feet?

"Anyway" Sofia continued, snapping Emily out of her daydreams "what I actually wanted to talk to you about is what happened afterward. Since that day, Carla has completely shut herself away. Literally."

Sofia reached into her cleavage and pulled out a gray, rubbery sphere that fit comfortably in her palm. Emily took it from her hands and examined it closely: the grayish material covering the sphere looked like fabric… Carla’s pajamas? Upon closer inspection, she noticed distinct features: on one side, the top of Carla’s head peeked out, her brown hair standing out against the gray fabric. On the opposite side, her bare feet were so compressed that they looked like stickers glued to the sphere’s surface.

"This is... C-Carla?" Emily asked, turning the squished form in her hands. Besides her hair and feet, the rest of her body had been tightly balled up into a uniform gray mass.

"Yup." Sofia took her sister back and casually tossed her in the air like a stress ball, catching her effortlessly "Whenever she’s really down or upset, she rolls herself up like this, and there’s no getting her to return to normal. She barely eats, only coming out for a moment before curling back up again. It’s her way of shutting out the world."

Emily listened in silence, her expression serious, as Sofia continued "Normally, she stays like this for a day or two at most, then bounces back on her own. But this time, it’s worse than usual… It’s been days, and she’s even skipping her university classes" She stopped tossing Carla in the air and started bouncing her against the pavement as she walked.

"Not that I care about this weirdo, of course!" Sofia quickly added, averting Emily's gaze "But Mom ordered me to make sure she gets back to normal, so I have no choice but to deal with her problems. As always" Even Emily, who hadn’t known Sofia for long, could tell that beneath her tsundere attitude, she was genuinely worried about Carla.

"If nothing else, this whole hassle gave me the chance to compress her even further into a conveniently portable size, and now I have my favorite stress ball back once more" Sofia said, squeezing her sister’s spherical body a little more before tucking her back into her usual resting place between her enormous boobs "Though honestly, squishing her isn’t as fun when she’s in this state."

Emily watched longingly, wishing she could hold her idol in her hands, but she didn’t have the courage to ask Sofia. She could only stare sadly as Carla disappeared, squished into the depths of Sofia’s cleavage.

"That’s why I called you" Sofia suddenly stopped and turned to face Emily directly "Do you know if anything happened that might have upset her?"

"Ah! E-ehm, well, I..." Caught off guard, Emily struggled to gather her thoughts, but after a moment, something came to mind.

"N-now that I think about it, after our D&D session, Jane was really annoyed with Carla for all the squishings she put us through… Especially because, after dragging us out of the dungeon, she flattened us onto playing cards for a long time before letting us return to normal."

Sofia resumed walking, deep in thought, as Emily followed behind "Carla tried to apologize, and everything seemed fine at the time. But now that I think about it, I haven’t heard from either of them since that day."

"Just as I suspected" Sofia sighed "Most of the times Carla ends up like this, it’s after an argument with Jane."

"H-has this happened before?" Emily asked, curious to know more about Carla’s past.

"Yeah, my sister and Jane know each other since they were kids" Sofia explained "I never really liked her much, though I do have to admit she’s grown a bit of a spine lately"

"Anyway, all we have to do is bring Carla to Jane so they can make up. And that’s where you come in, Emily" Sofia suddenly placed a firm hand on Emily’s shoulder, startling her.

"M-me? And what exactly am I supposed to do?" Emily stammered, completely caught off guard by her unexpected role in this.

"Well… You should know that Jane doesn’t like me very much either" Sofia admitted, slightly reluctant. Emily wasn’t surprised in the slightest: after seeing how Sofia had treated Jane during their dungeon adventure, she could easily imagine how many times Jane had been caught up in the sisters’ squishy shenanigans over the years.

"So you’re the one who’s going to bring my sister to her!" Sofia declared.

Before Emily could protest, Sofia moved behind her and started pushing her forward at a steady pace, forcing her to weave through the crowded sidewalk "We’ll also use this as a chance to get you in shape! You’re way too scrawny for your age; you need more exercise!"

Emily found herself forced to run just to keep up with Sofia’s pushing, weakly trying to protest.

"Eh?… H-hey, wait, Sofia! What are you..?! Stop, the light is still red!!"

VROOOOOM! SQUASH!

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Glory was on her way home from high school, as always frustrated by the massive amount of time wasted every morning. A new, fantastic trend was taking over social media worldwide, and yet she had to spend hours sitting in class, listening to useless lectures.

Glory was a fairly tall and slender young girl, dressed casually but fashionably. What stood out the most was the large mass of curly hair framing her head and cascading down to her shoulders. She wore a simple white T-shirt and short denim shorts that left her thighs exposed, paired with long knee-high socks, following the latest fashion trends. A pair of cute canvas sneakers completed her outfit.

She navigated effortlessly through the crowded city center. Fortunately, students were no longer forced to carry heavy backpacks filled with books, and instead, she had a stylish little backpack containing a tablet and all the essentials for her classes. However, her technical drawing teacher was old-fashioned, so on her other shoulder, she carried a tube for transporting the large rolled-up sheets they had to draw on.

Glory’s attention, however, was entirely focused on her smartphone. Scrolling through her feed, the #squished was dominating social media these days: the trend featured people, mostly young, and especially girls, squishing or getting squished in all kinds of ways, ranging from the standard to the most creative.

While this type of content had existed since the early days of social media, this recent trend had sparked a new wave of videos with impressive numbers. Most of the content creators Glory followed (she had always been a fan of this kind of content) were experiencing a resurgence, and even some unexpected and famous people were joining in.

Glory sat on a bench to get a better look at her phone. This was the chance she had been waiting for! She had already decided some time ago that she wanted to be an influencer, or a streamer. Having fun all the time while making a ton of money: who wouldn’t want a job like that?

And now that this trend was taking off, she could use her experience and passion for the topic to make her debut!

However, this type of content required at least two people, and Glory definitely preferred squishing rather than being squished. But none of her friends were willing to participate in this project and let her flatten them on camera.

For a brief moment, she considered squishing them by surprise to force them into it, whether they liked it or not… but that would be a bit excessive and could cause annoying consequences later.

Glory put her phone away and sighed, tilting her head back and staring at the sky as the bustling city crowd moved past her. She felt so close to making her dream come true, yet stuck at the same time. Where could she find people she could squish at will?

"So you’re the one who’s going to bring my sister to her!" A loud exclamation caught Glory’s attention. Right in front of her, two girls were talking: one was a well-built girl in athletic wear with a rather generous chest, while the other was a frail-looking girl with bangs partially covering her face, giving her a somewhat forgettable appearance.

"Wait a second… that’s Sofia!" Glory realized, recognizing the girl standing in front of her. They had attended the same high school for a year when Glory was a freshman and Sofia was a senior. They had never met, and Sofia probably wouldn’t even recognize her, but back then, every student knew Sofia by reputation for her endless squishy fights with Mia.. and pretty much everyone else. It wasn’t uncommon to find her or her friends squished and deformed around the school, with teachers scrambling to restore order in the midst of all the chaos.

Rumor had it that Sofia had an older sister who was even worse than her: the stories circulating about the them among kids her age were clearly exaggerated, but still, Glory found herself curious to meet the infamous sisters.

"She’s definitely kept in shape" Glory thought, admiring Sofia’s toned and athletic body. In contrast, the other unknown girl looked more fragile than ever, but before she could process it further, Sofia began pushing her from behind, forcing her to run toward a pedestrian crossing, where the traffic light was currently red.

Sofia, however, didn’t seem to notice. Despite the smaller girl’s frantic protests, she shoved both of them straight into the street, just as a massive truck came barreling through.

Glory shot up from her bench for a better look just as VROOOOOM! SQUASH! The truck mercilessly flattened the two girls under its massive wheels and sped away without stopping.

As soon as the light turned green, a small crowd gathered around the scene, including Glory, who arrived just in time to get a clear look at the aftermath.

Sofia and Emily lay completely flattened on the ground, less than a centimeter thick after being flattened by the truck's heavy wheels.

Emily had been squished on her back, her body taking on a perfectly long and narrow rectangular shape, like a stretched-out blanket over two meters in length. Due to the uniform dark tones of her clothes and hair, at a glance, one might have mistaken her for a simple black sheet lying on the road.

But upon closer inspection, her flattened form was made up of her black sneakers, her legs still clad in dark jeans, her back covered by a black hoodie, and her arms peeking out at the sides (the only spots of color amidst all the black) and finally her long black hair.

Sofia, on the other hand, had been flattened in profile, her arms and legs frozen in mid-run, giving her a comically dynamic yet motionless appearance. The most striking details were her massively expanded boobs, which, due to the squishing, occupied an even larger surface area than usual, and the shocked expression still visible on the exposed side of her face. Unlike Emily, she hadn’t spread out much upon impact, and she looked more like a bizarre sidewalk decoration, as if someone had painted an over-the-top crossing pedestrian directly onto the street.

"I see her natural tendency to get squished hasn’t changed one bit" Glory mused, barely suppressing a laugh. Around her, the gathered onlookers murmured among themselves, and a kind-looking woman knelt down, seemingly about to help the two flattened girls "As always, she puts on quite the entertaining show..."

Suddenly, Glory’s face lit up with inspiration "Girls! Are you okay?" she suddenly called out, rushing toward the flattened figures "Don’t worry, they’re my friends. I’ll take care of them!" she added, flashing an overly friendly smile at the woman who had been about to pick them up.

Before anyone could question her, she swiftly grabbed Sofia by the head and pulled. SLLLLRRT! Sofia’s face stretched elastically from the ground as the tension built, until finally PLOP! her entire flattened body peeled off the pavement, limp and floppy, which Glory promptly draped over her shoulders like a shawl.

She quickly did the same with Emily, who, being even longer, required some assistance from nearby onlookers to fully unstick her from the road before the traffic light turned red again.

"Thanks for the help, everyone, on their behalf too!" Glory said with a polite nod, now standing safely on the sidewalk with both limp girls slung over her shoulders. Before anyone could ask questions, she hurried away, heading toward a more secluded spot in the city center.

"And just like that, I’ve got two perfect volunteers to kickstart my career as a squishy content creator!" she thought with a mischievous smirk, placing the flattened girls onto the ground.

Taking two squished people without their consent wasn’t exactly the most ethical thing to do, Glory knew that: but the opportunity was too good to pass up. Besides, if her memory was correct, back when they were in school together, Sofia had (accidentally) flattened her against a wall during a hallway scuffle. So really… this was just a very delayed payback.

As for the other girl? Collateral damage, I guess.

But carrying two flattened girls around like this would obviously attract attention: Glory laid Emily’s long, blanket-like body flat on the ground, once again making her resemble a simple stretched-out black sheet. Next, she placed Sofia’s profile-flattened body on top of Emily’s, folding her limbs to make sure the girl was completely contained within the darker, elongated mass beneath her.

Then, starting from one end, she began rolling Emily up, bit by bit, forming a tight spiral: as she continued, Sofia’s body eventually got swept into the roll, disappearing completely from view as the black mass kept folding in on itself.

By the time she was done, Emily’s entire flattened body had been turned into a single, smooth, black cylinder. Sofia wasn’t visible, but if observed from the side, small skin-colored details peeked through the edges of the roll, the only evidence that her body was squished and rolled inside.

"All set and ready for transport" Glory said, satisfied. She grabbed the rolled-up Emily-Sofia bundle and slid it neatly into the carrying tube together with her rolled-up drawing sheets, then sealed it shut with the cap.

With a confident grin, she slung the tube over her shoulder "Now then… let’s go get famous!"

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"Are you guys ready for the next game??"

Glory was in her backyard, speaking to her smartphone, which was propped up on a small table and held in place by a precarious stack of objects. As soon as she got home, Glory had set everything up and started her first live stream on social media, her mind buzzing with squishy ideas to test on her two "volunteers." The audience wasn’t large, but the fact that there were already people tuning in to a brand-new channel was still an achievement.

Meanwhile, Glory was hanging a dartboard on the wall of her house, and once she finished, she approached her phone to show something to the camera.

"It's time to find out who between Sofia and Blackie is the best dart!" Glory declared excitedly, holding two peculiar darts in her hands. The first was an entirely black dart, made from Emily's squished and compressed body, its shape stretched and pointed at the front to form the dart's tip, with a central body and a rear section molded into the typical fins.
Due to the uniform color of her clothes, Emily’s contorted body parts were difficult to distinguish, making the Emily-dart appear as a uniform black shape.

"As usual, Blackie is so unsatisfying.. She always ends up just looking black!" Glory commented with fake disappointment, twirling the black dart in her hand to let the audience see it from every angle "But Sofia turned out really well!" she concluded, showing the other dart.

Sofia’s body had been compressed into the same dart shape, but unlike Emily, her various body parts were clearly distinguishable. The tip of the dart was made from Sofia’s head, elongated and distorted to the point of making her expression unrecognizable. The rear fins were composed of her hands and shoes, while the central body consisted of the rest of her form, most notably her enormous boobs, squished into the shape of the dart but still looking as if they were on the verge of bursting free from the compression.

"Sofia’s big twins stand out no matter what shape she’s squished into, don’t you think?" Glory observed, once again turning the Sofia-dart in front of the camera. The few comments trickling in during the stream became noticeably more frequent whenever Sofia and her prominent boobs were clearly shown on screen, something that Glory had definitely picked up on.

"And now, it’s time for the actual game!" she announced enthusiastically, throwing Sofia first toward the dartboard. Although the throw seemed good, at the last moment, the dart lost altitude and TUNK stabbed into the lower section of the board, her pointed head wedging into one of the tiny holes of the target.

Next, Glory threw Emily, who, following a perfect trajectory TUNK landed right in the center of the dartboard "Bullseye!" Glory cheered, jumping with joy "I take it all back, Blackie is the best! Way more aerodynamic than Sofia and her huge airbags!"

After making several more throws and confirming Emily’s superiority as a dart, Glory moved on to the next game. Now, she was standing at the top of a staircase, once again showing off to the camera the new shape she had compressed her two participants into.

Both had been squished into a cylindrical shapes, about the size of a can. The Emily-can was, once again, a solid black color, but her face was visible on the front, displaying a dizzy expression from all the squishing she had endured in the previous games.

Sofia’s body parts, on the other hand, were clearly distinguishable and formed different sections of the cylindrical shape: her bare legs at the bottom, her enormous boobs, once again barely contained within the form, at the center, and finally her face, wearing the same dizzy expression as Emily’s.

"Here we have Sofia and Blackie in their new form" Glory announced, once again showing the two compressed girls to the camera "But with a little twist!"

She placed Sofia upright on the palm of her hand and then rested her other palm on the opposite end of the cylindrical shape. Gradually, she began bringing her hands closer together, pressing down on the Sofia-can more and more until it was reduced to a flat disk, completely hidden between her now-touching hands.

Suddenly, Glory lifted the hand pressing down from above, and Sofia's cylindrical body instantly sprang back into shape, elastically returning to its previous form and even bouncing slightly upward before landing back in Glory’s open palm. The squishy body continued stretching and compressing like a spring.

"It was really easy to squish Sofia like this, chat" Glory explained, looking into the camera as Sofia's body kept bouncing up and down like an accordion "I bet this isn’t the first time she is squished like that" she added, giving a playful wink.

"Blackie here was compressed the same way" Glory continued, gently pressing down on Emily’s cylindrical body. As expected, she too started slightly stretching and compressing in response "Let’s see which of them is faster at bouncing down these stairs!"

She placed both spring-like girls on the top step and, at the same time, gave them a small push down the staircase.

PLOF! BOING! PLOF! BOING!

Emily and Sofia landed headfirst onto the next step, compressing upon impact, only to stretch back out and bounce forward to the next step. As their feet hit the hard surface of the step, they compressed again, repeating the motion all the way down.

Glory followed the race with excitement, but after only a few bounces, the competition was already one-sided. Sofia’s significantly softer and more elastic body gave her much longer rebounds compared to her rival, who remained visibly stiffer. Sofia even managed to skip two steps in a single bounce at times, reaching the bottom of the staircase while Emily was still barely halfway down.

"We have a winner!" Glory announced, holding up Sofia’s still-bouncing body in her palm for the camera. Her printed-on face now showed an expression that, if possible, looked even dizzier than before, while Emily continued her slow, relentless descent down the stairs.

However, as Sofia’s endlessly squishy body wobbled, a small gray object suddenly popped out from between her cleavage with a soft PLOP and landed on the floor, catching Glory off guard.

"Huh, that’s weird" she said with genuine surprise, setting down Sofia’s malleable form on the table, where she continued to sway slightly "And what’s this…?"

Just as Glory was bending down to pick it up FUMP!! The small gray object abruptly expanded, instantly reshaping into Carla’s full-sized body. She had returned to normal, wearing her usual gray pajamas, her long hair a messy tangle, and barefoot.

"Yaaaaawn! Is it really too much to ask for some peace and quiet…?" Carla began to say, stretching her arms as she yawned. However, she stopped mid-sentence as she realized she was in an unfamiliar place, standing in front of a girl she didn’t recognize. Glory, on the other hand, was so shocked by Carla’s sudden appearance that she was left speechless, staring in stunned silence.

For a few moments, the two girls simply looked at each other, caught in an awkward silence. But after a quick glance around, at the cylindrical body of Emily resting at the bottom of the stairs, the phone still recording on the table, the Sofia-can still wobbling nearby, and the large assortment of various props piled up in a corner of the yard, Carla smiled, quickly piecing together the situation.

"Nice to meet you" she said in a friendly tone, extending her hand for a handshake "I’m Carla, Sofia’s older sister" she added, gesturing toward the cylindrical Sofia still resting on the table "You must be… Glory, right?"

"Huh? How do you know me?" Glory replied, still a bit shaken, reflexively shaking Carla’s outstretched hand.

"I like to stay informed" Carla answered casually "I recognized your family's house, and I remember hearing that your parents have a daughter who should be in high school" She glanced around the yard as she spoke.

"But where did you even come fr..." Glory started to ask, but Carla effortlessly kept control of the conversation.

"I see you’ve had quite a bit of fun with my little sister and my friend Emily" Carla remarked as she calmly strolled through the yard, picking up Emily’s compressed body and examining it with interest "What exactly were you doing?" she asked again, now looking directly at Glory with an expression that was extremely and terrifyingly friendly.

A cold sweat formed on Glory’s forehead. So this was Carla, the infamous older sister of Sofia. Despite her unkempt appearance and friendly manner, she radiated an aura of authority that made Glory feel completely intimidated.

"W-well, Sofia and her friend were helping me with a livestream…" she stammered, pointing toward the phone on the table, which was still recording "Oh, really? Hello, chat! I hope you’re all enjoying the show!" Carla suddenly greeted the stream with a cheerful smile before turning back to Glory.

"And I assume you asked for their permission before involving them in these little games of yours, RIGHT?" she asked, her expression still smiling but with an unmistakable icy sharpness.

"U-uh, w-well… actually… No" Glory admitted timidly, too caught off guard to come up with an excuse.

"A round of applause for honesty" Carla said, continuing to pace leisurely through the yard, casually tossing and catching Emily’s compressed form in her hand "Remember, chat: non-consensual squishing of strangers is a crime! Don’t try this at home!" she added, addressing the livestream with a playful yet firm tone.

"But don’t worry" she finally said, placing a hand on Glory’s shoulder: the high schooler was now entirely at the mercy of the pajama-clad older girl "If you need ideas for your stream, I can help you out!"

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"Ah, so that’s how you both ended up like that!" Carla exclaimed after Emily finished explaining everything.

The three of them, Carla, Emily, and Sofia, were now walking through the residential area of the city. The two former can-girls had returned to their normal forms, and Carla seemed completely at ease, strolling barefoot in her pajamas as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Yeah, thank you very much for getting us out of there, but none of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t gotten yourself into your balled isolation in the first place. So it was the least you could do!" Sofia muttered her thanks before quickly resuming her usual aggressive tone toward her older sister "Now that you're finally done balling up, it's time for you to make up with Jane. Let’s go!"

For a split second, Carla's cheerful expression wavered, but just as quickly as the shadow of discomfort appeared, it vanished, replaced by a childish pout "Eeeeeh? Do I have to? I don’t wanna!" she whined, stomping her foot dramatically in protest.

Sofia sighed, while Carla, in a more serious yet noticeably subdued tone, added: "Besides… I’m sure Jane doesn’t want to see me right now anyway."

"T-that’s not true!" Emily suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Carla’s hand between hers and looking into her eyes "I’m sure Jane can’t wait to make up with her best friend! And I’m sure you’re dying to see her too…" Emily blushed and quickly let go of Carla’s hand, looking down in embarrassment.

"Even little Emily can see through your ridiculous act now" Sofia commented, arms crossed "For someone so smart, you can be really stupid sometimes. After all the years you two have known each other, do you seriously think Jane wouldn’t forgive you if you just went and apologized?"

Carla was momentarily speechless. But then, she suddenly burst into laughter "Wow, I must’ve hit rock bottom if you are the one lecturing me, little sis!" Annoyed, Sofia tried to grab her, but Carla effortlessly dodged out of reach, sticking out her tongue in a teasing manner.

"But you’re both right" Carla admitted as if nothing had happened "I really should go apologize to Jane. Let’s go."

Without another word, she started walking toward Jane’s house, with Emily and Sofia following close behind.

At some point, Sofia cracked her knuckles and muttered: "That girl… what was her name? Glory, right? She took us in and used us as her playthings! I’ll have to return the favor one day…."

"No need to worry, little sis. I already took care of it before bringing you two back to normal" Carla replied casually, not even turning around "Try connecting to the stream from the account SquishingWithGlory."

Curious, Sofia pulled out her smartphone and did as Carla suggested. The stream was still live, but there was no one in the frame: just an hourglass, a timer on the table, and a large sign that read "TIME CHALLENGE!"

Looking closer, however, inside the top half of the hourglass, Glory's entire body was compressed within the triangular shape of the container. Her limbs were folded haphazardly around the rest of her body, tightly pressed against the glass alongside her mass of curly hair.

Her face, turned downward, was very slowly slipping through the narrow opening into the lower half of the hourglass, stretching slightly from the squishing. At the moment, only her mouth and part of her eyes had passed through, giving her an amusingly squished and elongated expression.

The bottom section of the hourglass was open, meaning Glory was technically sliding toward freedom; but considering how much of her body was still stuck in the top, it was going to take a long time before she made it out completely.

Finally, the timer next to the hourglass was set to about five hours, marking the remaining time. The question now was: would Glory manage to free herself before the time ran out?

Judging by the growing number of viewers tuning into the stream, many people online also found the challenge very interesting.

Sofia chuckled at the ridiculous situation Glory had been put in "Nice work, big sis" she said, pushing the "Follow" button of the SquishingWithGlory account.