(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)

ThatFlatuser

Question for Jill: what’s the most annoying tf experience you had on stream?

Jill grumbled at the question, "No…" she stated. "... I'm not talking about that."

Suddenly, Pepper jumped in front of Jill. "If that's the case, then I'll talk about it."

Jill's face went red. "Please don't…"

Pepper simply ignored her. "It was a collab stream that Jill, and Trinity were doing…"

(Flashback)

Two familiar women stood on top of a 100 ft high diving board, Jill with a purple bikini, and another with a blue bikini. Both look down seeing an empty Coke bottle below. The two then turn to each other

"Trinity…" Jill said, somewhat shaking. "... Why did you allow Brook to set up the poll?"

"Hey, don't pin this on me!" Trinity screamed out, shaking in fear. "I didn't even know TFs were on the table. I thought it was what games we were going to play."

They both looked down before taking a big gulp. "We already got the money…" Jill whimpered.

Trinity took a deep breath. "I hate you so much."

Both of them close their eyes. "Me too," Jill mumbled in fear.

BOING!

With great hesitation, both of them jumped. Falling down like a meteorite, both girls waited for their fate.

SQUISH!

Both unfortunate streamers landed directly into Coke bottle face first. Both of them instantly squeeze into it. Well they mostly squeezed into it. While most of their body squeezed in nicely, both of their plump, and juicy asses poked out of the entrance. Because of the squeezing of the rest of their bodies, their asses grew three times their original size, their bikinis riding up like a thong. Inside the bottle, the squished up mush that was Trinity, and Jill were facing each other, faces interlocked, forcing them to stare, and lock lips with each other. All the two could do at this point was look at each other in annoyance.

Walking over to the bottle was Pepper, and Brook. "There you go girls, that wasn't so bad." Brooks said, patting Jill, and Trinity's luscious booties, causing them to jiggle.

Pepper lowered her phone camera on the two squished up kissing faces. "In fact, you probably did enjoy it a little bit."

All the streaming duo could do was stare angrily at their assistants. Pepper grabbed the bottle, and walked to a nearby table. Pepper put the bottle down on it. Meanwhile, Brook set up a camera pointing directly at the bottle.

"Okay girls, the challenge states you have to be like that for 3 days" Brooks mumbled as she gave the booties another pat.

"Me, and Brooks are going to be hanging out until then…" Both assistants then turned away from the bottle. "... We'll see you in 3 days." Pepper said before walking off with Brook.

Now for the next 3 days all Jill, and Trinity could only stare at each other as the whole world watched their booties, and their locked lips.

They really should have just turned down the money…

(Present day)

"Yep, and that's how we got record high views." Pepper reminisced.

"I was stuck kissing that bitch for 5 days because you two forgot to get us out." Jill yelled in righteous fury.

Pepper shrugged. "What can I say, Brook is super fun to hang out with. Sorry it slipped my mind."

WHAM!

Inanimatetoy

Question for Jill: what's the record for how small someone has been compressed, and will you try to beat that record on stream?

Jill stood there, looking surprisingly happy. "Oh no, I don't keep track of something like that…" she innocently said. She then raised her left hand, "...but I think Pepper can give us an indicator." In her hand was a small blue dot about the size of a bread crumb. "I have to say, this is pretty small so I assume this is close to the record size." She then shoved it into her back pocket. "As for if I can beat that record…I don't think I could ever do it better than Pepper."