(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
Catherine was god damn annoyed. She got her boss free advertisement, and what did she get from it? More Goddamn work! This inflated stage had been up for a week and a half, and ever since she had to take off the previous advertisement, and stick on a new one on the goofy ass face of the backdrop. Every time she looked at it, she was creeped out by it even more. It wasn't a hard thing to do, but it was annoying.
Coming to work she saw the stage again along with her boss who looked extremely angry at it. The stage itself looked quite different. The backdrop was now pure pink with a different face. The painted face now had straight eyes, a closed smile, a tongue sticking out of said mouth, and instead of gray straight hair, the picture now had curly pink hair with a little crown on top. Looking down on the stage itself, the four identical faces were painted over into a pure pink that was styled to look like a dress. Now instead of looking like a goofy clown stage, it looked like a pink princess stage. The only consistency between the two versions was their massive painted on cleavage.
Catherine looked at it in confusion, "Well, it's less creepy, but it's more stupid looking." She thought as she turned to her boss. "So why did we repaint this?"
"I didn't repaint this!" Puteri yelled at her minion. "Someone vandalized it!
"What's the problem? It looks just as stupid?" Catherine asked, even though she understanding that she would be yelled at.
"This was supposed to belong to that dumb clown!" She yelled out, kicking the princess inflatable stage. "Now that it looks completely different it will bring in less customers!"
"Bringing less customers!" Someone yelled behind them. Turning around they saw a familiar graffiti artist, Tilda. "I'll have to know that I craft masterpieces! It will bring even more customers!"
Catherine's eyes widened. "You!" Catherine yelled as she stomped towards her. "You that graffiti artist that flattened me, and stuck me on a wall!"
"Yep, that was me!" The graffiti artist said as she did the peace sign.
Catherine looked at the woman with burning hatred. Suddenly, her boss got in front of her. "Ah so you must be also the one that vandalized my stage?" Puteri said, giving Tilda a death glare. "You know how much we can…"
WHAM!
Tilda slammed a hammer directly on top of both of the annoying pair. "Yeah I don't care…" she said smugly, lifting it up. The two women became nothing more than discs on the ground. They were so taken off guard by Tilda lightning fast reflexes they didn't even have time to look up. The Catherine disc was pure black on the top, and Puteri was pure yellow on the top. She had a good giggle at the pathetic state before picking them up. Turning them over she saw the disc booties, interestingly they had the opposite colors on the bottom. Catherine's short booty being yellow and Puteri's silk pants cupboard ass being black. "You two are absolutely perfect."
She then put them on the ground bottom first. Getting out an air pump, she started pumping them up. After about 5 minutes both of the discs had become air filled bean bag chairs. "Okay now just to even out the colors." She then started spraying the bean bag chairs, making sure one side was pure yellow, and the other side was pure black. Satisfied with her work she brought the two bean bag chairs to the princess stage, and put them down. "If you're not going to appreciate my art then you'll make perfect additions." She then gave both the bean bag chairs a good slap causing them to jiggle. Lastly she sprayed painted something onto the bean bag chairs. "Only to try out, not to buy."
The mad artist wiped her hands. "Okay then that's done." She then turned to the stage. "Well I guess this thing is mine now." She then bounced off the inflatable. "I'll come spruce you up tomorrow."
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(An hour later)
Cha knew something was up, it had been 2 weeks since Sero's workshop had been open, and she hadn't managed to find them anywhere. She even checked Jesse's, and Joy's workplaces, and the employees had no idea. They probably both would have been fired if she didn't agree to take their positions why they were gone. It had been somewhat exhausting, but she didn't want them to lose their jobs because some asshole turned them into a pool table, or something.
Walking by Yummies Bank she saw an inflatable stage with two bean bags.
A thought inches into her head for a second, but she shook that away neither the bean bags, nor the stage even remotely looked like any of them. "I got to find them, I won't give up no matter how long it takes." She thought as she walked away.
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(The next day)
Ana was a bit worried, she hadn't seen Joy in a while, and this had thrown her into a mental panic. From the words of that short pink haired girl apparently Joy was missing. Ana as a good superior would make sure Joy would come home safe.
Her search led her to the Yummies's Bank, and it's weird stage, the stage once again was different. The backdrop now had a picture of a sunny Beach on it with sand, palm trees and the sea, the stage part was colored like sand. There were also two beach balls laying on the stage, with the color scheme of black, and yellow. Ana looked on as she scratched her head.
"I see that you're admiring my lovely piece of art." Tilda said as she patted her on the back.
Ana stayed quietly, stared at it for a bit longer before turning towards Tilda. "Looks pretty good, but I think there's some improvements you can make."
Tilda's eyes went wide "What do you mean improvements?!"
Ana suddenly felt a little bad. It was quite obvious that she hurt her feelings. "Don't worry it's pretty good, I'm just saying it's not perfe…"
SQUISH!
In the blink of an eye, Tilda flattened Ana with a rolling pin, Ana herself was completely, and utterly confused at what just happened, to her at one moment she was 3D and now she was 2D. "You dare insult my artistic vision!" The mad graffiti artist yelled at the flat stain on the payment
On the pavement lay Ana horizontal, face down, and flat as a pancake. She was twice her original diameter. Her arms, and legs were stretched out straight like she was doing a t pose, her buttocks was noticeably more well endowed than normal, being seven times its diameter, while not as much, her breasts were four times their original diameter. Ana looked like a big goofy, sexy sticker.
Tilda peeled Ana from the pavement, the stickers eyes were pointing in opposite directions, the left one looking down, and the right one looking up, her mouth in a painful grimace. "My art is perfect, and for doubting that fact you deserve a proper punishment!" She then started bending her a bit, she bent her knees to bring her legs under her flat ass, she bent her arms to wrap around her tits, and then bent her neck so her head would be facing up. She took a rolling pin, and flattened her out again, but only slightly, enough to have everything stay in place. She then pulled out a little 2 ft diameter square weight, and put it on the stickers back. She then pulled out a bicycle pump, and put it in the sticker's mouth. "It's time for you to pay for your hubris." She said without a hint of irony before she started pumping it up. After about 5 minutes she put down the pump, threw the weight off, and examined her art. It was now full of air, but in a strange way. Most of the air went into booty, and boobies. It's ass now being almost as big as the rest of its body, It's inflated feet poking pathetically out, It's inflated hands were wrapped around her mighty boobs, because of the weight pushing down during the inflation, it's back now had a seat for someone's booty to sit on, and lastly the head of the object was still cross-eyed, but its mouth was now in a pucker with a little nozzle in it, keeping air from escaping. Ana was molded into the perfect pool toy.
Tilda pulled out some of her spray cans. "We're almost done little pool toy." She said with a sadistic tone as put the finishing touches on her masterpiece. When she was done she examined her work. The pool toy now looked completely naked except for a tiny painted on bra, and panties. The Pool toy's eyes were now different, doing a seductive winking pose, its lips while in the same pucker look, were now much more orange, and bigger. It looked far more suggestive, like it was begging to be sat on, and floated in the water. "That will do it!" Tilda said as she dragged the pool toy onto the rubbery stage. "If you think my art is so bad then you'll help him prove it." She then gave the pool toy bottom a good slam, causing not only it to jiggle, but the whole stage. With a sense of pride Tilda jumped off it. "Thanks for helping with my art little pool toy." She giggled before walking off.
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(Later)
Cha was completely lost where to look, the town was big, and that was implying that they were in the town. Cha was starting to lose more, and more sleep but was determined to find them no matter what.
Cha then passed by that stage again that now had a boat motif, and the new pool toy on it. She smiled at it. "I could use a nice vacation…" she thought to herself. "...NO!" She snapped herself back to reality. "I need to find them no breaks." She thought before walking away.
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(Next day)
Pepper was at her limit. She was wondering what Jesse was for the past 2 weeks, she was ready to fire her until a pink bimbo told her that she was missing. Great, someone was messing with her employee, as a construction officer supervisor it was her job to make sure the employees were accounted for, and she was going to find out what happened to Jesse.
She came across Yummies's Bank, and the stage that had been there for the past two weeks. The color scheme changed again, this time being different shades of black and gray, it was painted to represent a metal Rock stage even though it was made of rubber, it had painted balconies, and stage lights on the backdrop, and the stage itself had metal pattern painted on grid. Two bean bags were on opposite sides of the edge of the stage, both being painted as loud speakers. In the center there was a pool toy with the color scheme of a rocker, black tank top, black skirt, gray panties riding up its ginormous ass, and a face in a sadistic grin.
"Ooh a new fan of my glorious art!" Tilda said with a smile, coming up behind pepper.
Pepper just shook her head. "This is soooo bad."
"What…" Tilda mumbled as her heart was crushed.
Pepper turned towards the mad artist, "I mean it's just so gaudy, and stupid." She said bluntly. "... I mean why do you have a sexy pool toy involved in a rock conce…"
WHAM!
"YOU DARE INSULT MY PRECIOUS ART!" Tilda yelled out, slamming a mallet down upon the dumb blue headed woman
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Once her anger finally relented: there was a 20 ft diameter coin on the ground, the coin had a face that was stuck in a permanent shocked expression, the other half was taken up by a picture of massive boobs.
Tilda then pulled out her spray can, and went to work. It took about 10 minutes, but when she was done the entire front half of the large disc was completely black. "Okay but we're not nearly done yet." She told the disc as she started to flip it over. It took a while, but when she was done she was greeted by a funny sight.
A picture of a blue short covered ass, with said shorts ridden up something fierce, and the picture of little sole feet to the side. She pulled out her spray can again to repeat the process. After another 10 minutes the disc was now complete. She pulled the disc up and started rolling it. She rolled it behind the stage backdrop, and placed it on the wall. She walked to the front of the stage, and started pushing, slamming the large disc between the backdrop, and the wall. She then got her spray cans out again, and started painting the still visible parts of the disc. When she was done there were pictures of fireworks and flames that gave off the illusion that they were coming from the inflatable stage. "There you go, right where a harsh critic belongs." She said before walking away.
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(Later that day)
Cha at this point was just kind of exhausted, she could barely keep herself awake as she stumbled across Yummies Bank again. She looked upon the stage becoming more disoriented thanks to lack of sleep. "Hello Mrs. Stage…do you know where my friends are?"
"Yo bitch!" Someone behind Cha yelled, it was Tilda, and she had scored the settle
Cha scratched her head. "Mrs stage, why such harsh language?"
Tilda looked on at the pathetic state of Cha, the person who turned her into wall paint. A person that she despised, now laying on the stage somewhat comatose. "What's up with you?"
Cha looked up at the stage, and smiled. "I've been looking for my friends, and was so worried I haven't slept in 2 weeks."
Tilda looked on in surprise. "How the hell are you still alive?"
"Determination, magical talking stage." Cha responded, saliva dripping out of her mouth.
Tilda stood there in confusion, but then an idea came to her head as a smile came to her face. "Don't worry I know how to get your friends back."
Cha looked up at the stage, and smiled. "Oh really, where are they?"
"It's very simple…" Tilda said, desperately holding back her laughter. "Just climb on me and get to the center." Cha without even thinking about it slowly waddled to the center of the stage, and looked at the backdrop. "Now then to save them all you need to do is punch yourself really hard."
Cha looked at the stage with confusion. "But wouldn't that be bad?"
"Um…no…" Tilda lied.
Cha's face turned into a smile. "Oh okay."
POW!
Cha slam to own noggin downwards, crushing her into the stage
Tilda smiled. "Yes, got yo…"
BOOM!
The stage exploded sending all the objects scattering throughout the parking lot, and sending Tilda back, slamming her into a nearby wall. This caused her to spread out to three times her original diameter. She was in a t-pose with eyes crossed, and in a painful grimace, and her boobs, and ass grew to 5 times their original diameter. She was nothing more than a bad painting on the wall.
Meanwhile, the stage was gone, and what replaced it was a simple pink couch, Cha boobs had become the bottom of the couch, her eyes the seat cushions, and the back pillow being her mighty, juicy ass. On that couch there were five throw pillows, one green, and brown, one red, white, pale color, and black, one purple, and brown, one blue, and brown, and one gray, and tan. All these throw pillows had a little smiling face on them.
The sofa resting, surrounded by a pool toy, the giant disc, and the two bean bag chairs.
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(The next day)
Bao was going to Yummies's bank to get some groceries. A pretty normal day until he came across a peculiar sight. Laying near the entrance were six familiar women. At the bottom was his girlfriend Bong-Cha who seemed to be sleeping. Lying on top of her was Jacoba, Jesse, Jill, Joy, and Sero who all seemed completely out of it. They themselves were surrounded by a pool toy, two bean bag chairs and a watch backdrop circle "Girls, are you alright?" All he got in return was confused quiet grumbles. "Okay then…" Bao said awkwardly as he walked towards the entrance. "I'm going to find some help, I'll be back in like 10 minutes." All he got was the same confused groans in response. "Those women get up to a lot of weird stuff." Bao thought to himself as he passed by a weird picture of a woman. "What an ugly painting." He said before walking into the store.
(The end)