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

When we last left off, Jesse, and Akari were staring each other down, both driven by anger, and rage.

"You will pay for this!" Akari yelled in righteous fury, taking on a fighting stance.

Jesse as well brace herself. "Oh what, you don't want to wait for your turn to get squished?" Jesse smugly said.

The fury inside Akari only grew. "You dare humiliate my partners like that."

Jesse wasn't having any of it. "Stop playing victim." Jesse responded. "They started it. I was happy to leave them be, but they push their luck just like you are now."

Akari then started glowing red, a powerful aura filled the air. "I will show you true pain!" The earth began to shake as Akari muscles became slightly larger. She slammed her foot onto the ground, causing the place to shake like an earthquake was happening. "You will know true power." From her side she pulled out a kendo.

Jesse surprisingly had a very mild response to this. "Oh, so you're one of those mystic power fighters." Jesse scoffed in annoyance. "People like you are all flash, and no…"

POW!

At lightning speed Akari launched herself, and slammed her kendo directly into Jesse's belly. Jesse's eyes went wide for a brief millisecond before she launched like a rocket from the force, and went flying through the air.

CRASH!

(A minute earlier)

In a quiet DMV Catherine was sitting calmly with a magazine in her hand. "I've been here for an hour." She thought to herself as she put the magazine down. "There isn't even anyone here, what's taking them so…"

CHASH!

Crashing through the wall, Jesse's body came at Catherine butt first. "Oh come…"

SQUISH!

Like Play-Doh being smashed by a large Rock, Jesse's mighty booty slammed down upon the poor retail worker, her body compressing in an instant.

Jesse sat in the chair, her head spinning. "Okay…" Jesse mumbled in a daze. "... The kids got more spunk than I thought." .

"What's wrong?" The still red glowing Akari asked as she walked through the hole in the wall. "Can't fight a true warrior fairly?"

Jesse looked unimpressed at the cocky poser. "So glowing like a nightstick, and swinging a bat is supposed to be impressive fighting?" Jesse responded as she got out of the chair.

There on the seat was a cute little black, yellow and white skin toned seat cushion. It was in the shape of an ass inprint, its eyes were crossed, and mouth in a painful grimace.

Akari laughed. "For a granny you sure know jack shit." She said as she started slowly closing the distance. "This is my inner burning form I mastered thanks to the training of my master Asura."

"You mean future pancake?" Jesse cockingly responded.

Akari just gave her a look. "If you're having even an ounce of trouble with me you stand no chance against her."

Jesse shrugged. "Who said you're going to be a challenge?"

Akari prepared her kendo. "That's cute, pride before the fa…"

At lightning speed Jesse grabbed head. "Perfect way to describe yourself…"

Akari's eyes widened. "You b…"

CHASH!

With all of her force, Jesse slammed the arrogant kid straight through another wall.

—

(A minute earlier)

Emi, and Grace walk down the street. Grace was completely calm, but Emi…

"Something's going to happen…" Emi mumbled to Grace. "It's always when you least expect it."

Grace gave Emi a warm smile. "What are you talking about?"

Emi continued looking back, and forth. "You know, the squishing, flattening, reshaping, inflating, melting…"

"What's wrong with that?" Grace said cheerfully. "I thought you liked it."

Emi slightly blushed. "It seems to happen everyday with us"

Grace shrugged "Come on, you're just being paranoid Em…"

CHASH!

Suddenly, Akari went flying through a wall. Slamming into the ground next to the pair. Emi jumped in surprise while Grace remained calm with a happy smile. "Okay, I may be a little bit wrong, but we'll see." Grace commented, still smiling.

Jumping through the hole in the wall came Jesse. She was holding Akari's kendo. "Take that, you prideful middle class poser." She yelled out as she struck a pose. "That's what you get for facing the Crimson Pulverizer!"

Grace's smile disappeared, replaced with confusion. "Crimson Pulverizer?" She mumbled, the name rattling in her brain. "I could have swore I heard that name before. She then turned to Emi. "Does that name ring a bell?"

"Grace, not the time for that." Emi yelled back, shaking in fear.

Akari got up from the pavement. "You dare compare your pathetic mud wrestling to my intense training."

"Please…" Jesse smiled, as she threw her opponent's weapon behind her. "Your stuff is all flash, and no true talent."

Akari's anger only grew along with the red aura around her. She turned towards Emi "Get over here!" She screamed, raising her hand towards Emi.

Emi's eyes widened with despair "Wait! wa…"

CRUSH!

Grabbing Emi by the neck, Akari pulled her towards her.

SMASH!

SQUISH!

STRETCH!

SLAM!

After about a few seconds Akari was done, revealing a strange looking kendo, being blue, black, pink, red and white flesh toned. The weirdest part about the kendo was the hilt. It had four spears attached to it, appearing to be the butt, and cleavage of the once person.

Akari pointed her new weapon at Jesse. "As a master of my craft I can think on the fly unlike you, you dumb ape."

Grace simply smiled. "Well, it looks like I was wrong Emi…" Grace said with a shrug.

CRUSH!

Jesse grabbed Grace by the neck. Grace smiled "It looks like I'll be joining in the fun t.. "

SMASH!

SQUISH!

STRETCH!

SLAM!

Jesse stretched, and squeezed the girl's body. When she was done she held a white, darkest gray, yellow, black, red, and white skin toned bat. The most notable thing about it was the massive painted on cleavage that took up most of the surface area of the bat. Jesse held it in both hands, ready to go swinging.

Akari raised up her weapon. "You think you can beat me at my craft?!"

Jesse smiled as she raised her weapon up. "Oh please, any idiot can swing a stick, it's not that impressive."

As this duel to the squish was going on, a woman was graffitiing a wall nearby. This lady was, of course, the eccentric, and crazy Tilda. She was wearing headphones so was completely oblivious to the madness a few feet away from her. "God damn it!" She mumbled to herself looking at her art project. "I need to spray a little bit more color on this masterpiece." She looked down upon her empty spray can. "Well it looks like I have to find, and squish some loser." She turned around, and noticed two women staring each other down, and holding weapons." Tilda smiled. "Well it looks like I found my pai…"

BOOOOOM!

In unison both women swung their weapons with all of their might. The force from the weapons clashing caused a huge shockwave. The shockwave was so powerful, the ground shook, causing the building that two partially wrecked to finally fall to the ground as rubble, all the windows in a 200 ft radius shattered, and the force was so strong it pushed everything nearby back like a rocket, this included…

SPLAT!

Tilda slammed into her graffiti like a ball of paint causing her to splat upon the wall. Her graffiti project was now more colorful with black, brown, white and blue paint being added. The paint tone fit the unfinished graffiti wonderfully.

Meanwhile, both women continued swinging their weapons, each swing causing more damage. Roads breaking apart like dried up clay, buildings crumbling down all around them. The women took another swing at each other, their fury only intensifying.

SPLAT!

They swung their weapon so hard that both of the objects turned into goop, splattering onto both women.

Both women stopped as they looked each other in the eye, the area around them completely wrecked. "You see, it's easy to swing around a stick." Jesse teased, still covered in goop.

The equally goop-covered Akari gave Jesse a death stare. "You dare make fun of my fighting style!"

"Yes!" Jesse responded with a simple smile.

"GRRRRRRHHH" Akari reached her breaking point. "I will crush you with my bare hands until you're nothing more than a speck of dust!" She screamed as she jumped towards Jesse.

Jesse just gave the little role player a smile "Well isn't that adorable…"

POW

Akari punched Jesse straight in the face. "I have had enough of you!"

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

Each fist that came down towards Jesse the more discombobulated she became. "Mommy I need 5 more minutes." She mumbled as she was being pummeled.

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

"I will turn you into paste!" Akari screamed at the top of her lungs. An evil smile crept upon her face. "And once I'm done plumbing you into nothing more than gas, I'll take your little green disc as a personal trophy." she yelled out, somewhat losing herself in her rage. "And every day I will sit upon that pathetic disc to remember this glorious victory HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

BLOCK!

Jesse grabbed both of the middle class wannabe arms. "Hey…" Akari screamed. "... Let me go, you bitch."

Jesse looked Akari in the eye not with fury, but with contempt. "Do you have any inkling on who you're up against!"

Akari struggled to break free. "You will pay for messing with my gang!"

"Really, you think your punches are enough to hurt me…" Jesse told the screwed bitch as she started squeezing her arms.

"You…you!" Akari could barely speak thanks to her mixture of anger, and fear.

"You think your punches can do anything to a woman who lost her dream…" Jesse mumbled as she started squeezing her arms harder. "... A woman who's nothing, but a burden to her family, a woman who everyday has to suck up the pain that she's the reason her kids are poor, or her wife couldn't be anything more than a mechanic." Jesse then grabbed the rest of Akari. "Bastards like you who come in squishing me, ball me up, inflate me, chew me up, turn me into a household object, paint me to a wall, sit on me, etc, etc." Jesse then gave Akari a stare filled with nothing, but rage. "Bitches like you think that stuff hurts me!"

Akari at this point was completely flabbergasted. "What are you doing you stupid…"

BOEING!

Jesse jumped straight into the air with her soon to be victim, "... Let me go this instant you crazy MILF!"

After about 50 ft in the air they started to fall down "Super Crimson Pulverizer's METEORITE SLAM!"

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

A massive dust cloud filled the air. "Shit!" Asura mumbled as she looked into her now empty bottle. She was still sitting on her stool, her feet resting on her new beach ball's face. "I'm out of sake." She mumbled in annoyance, paying no mind to the chaos that happened in front of her.

When the dust settled in the broken, and destroyed street only one woman was able to stand up. Jesse in her partially ripped up clothes looked down upon what became of her opponent.

Filling up much of the road and sidewalk was a 30 ft diameter circle. The circle was mainly plastered with Akari panty clad ass, and her bare feet. It was spread so thin it was hard to tell that it wasn't just a straight up highly detailed chalk painting on the ground.

Jesse looked down upon her defeated opponent, and slammed her foot down on it. "Never mess with my Jacoba again."

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Turning around Jesse saw her last opponent clapping for her victory. "Well done!" Asura mockingly said as she walked towards Jesse. Stepping on her student without a care in the world. She reached into her cleavage, she pulled out a green, and brown disc.

"JACOBA!" Jesse screamed as she got back into a fighting position. "Give her back."

Asura thought about it. "No, I don't think I will." She said before giving the disc a slap.

Jesse readied her fists. "I SAID GIVE HER…"

SQUISH!

Asura grabbed Jesse with her ghostly extra hands, and instantly squished her down. "AH…" was all she could get out before the hand started molding her body. After about a minute Asura was done with her plaything.

In her chi created hands was a white, black, basketball sized objects. The backside was pure black with a picture of a mighty ass, the front side was pure white, and showed off a giant pair of cleavage. Between these two was a pair of cartoonishly confused eyes.

Asura looked down on the pathetic ball. "You know, it's a shame…" Asura said coldly as she grabbed the ball with her real open hand. "...Mirai said I would face My ultimate challenge if I waited there." She then began tripling the poor ball. "... Sadly as you've seen Mrs ball, she has a tendency to overhype things." As she was dribbling the ball she looked at her pathetic squished up disc. "Now what to do with you two."

"Hey Ms can I ask you for directions!" A slightly cheery voice yelled out from behind the warrior. What she saw was kind of strange. It was an old granny with white hair, light blue shirt, a dress with sunflowers on it, and yellow flip flops. The strange granny smiled at Asura. "I've been trying to look for a restaurant. The GPS said it was here, but all I see is rubble.

Asura was understandably confused. "So granny…"

"Names Deborah Ms…" she responded back with her warm voice.

"Okay, Deborah" Asura responded back, even more annoyed. "Do you have any idea what was happening here for the past 20 minutes?"

"Well there was some shaking when I was driving here…" Deborah said calmly.

Asura just rolled her eyes. "I could squish her into a pulp…" she thought for a second, "but even I'm not that sadistic." Turning her eyes back to the granny she simply sighed. "Look, it's not my problem so scr…"

"Wait a second, sunny…" Deborah mumbled as she looked closer at the basketball in Asura's hands. The granny slightly twitched as she looked at her other hand and saw a green, and brown disc. "What are you doing with my daughter, and.." she let out a slight sigh "... Her wife."

"Oh you know these two." Asura moaned, realizing that the situation just got more awkward.

"Give them back now." The granny directly asked, her voice still sounding calm.

"Look granny, I'm keeping them." Asura said with contempt. "... Unless you want to join them as a square, I recommend…"

POW!

With what appeared to be lightning speed, Deborah punched Asura in the face, launching her across the broken street. The ball, and disc that were in her hand fell to the ground next to Deborah

CRASH!

Asura slammed straight into a bunch of rubble.

"What a rude lady." Deborah mumbled before looking down at the two objects next to her feet. "Trying to ruin a perfectly good family dinn…"

BOOOOOOOOM!

Bursting out the pile of rubble stood Asura with a sadistic smile. Around her were dozens of astral projected hands, her hair glowing white, her eyes shining with intense fury. She let out a maniacal laugh? "Oh this is certainly unexpected!"

Deborah looked at her with only slight curiosity. "Oh, you're one of those whipper snappers who can't seem to be able to take a hint."

The aura around Asura was so great it's mere existence shook the Earth. "This is so funny…" She laughed like a madwoman. "... My ultimate challenge would be just a simple old granny!" She then bent back. "Prepare!" She then launched herself towards Deborah. "... FOR YOUR DOOM!"

BAAAAAAAAAM!

The force of the punch was so great reality itself fractured, and bent to her mighty punch. When the dust settled both women stood next to each other. Asura stood there with her fist sticking out, blocked along with her aura hands by Deborah's pinky finger.

"Wh..What!" Asura yelled out, looking at Deborah's unflinching, close eyed, smile. "What is this strength?" She felt something the warrior had not felt for years, fear. "How are you this strong?!"

Deborah raises her hand above the cocky warrior. She said with a kind voice "It's called motherly love!"

WHAM!

—

(Later that day)

Jacoba walked out of the motorhome with a plate of spaghetti. "It's done." She yelled out walking to the table, and putting it down. "Sorry if it's not that great, a bad motorhome oven can only do so much." She then planted her booty upon a very familiar looking volleyball.

"Don't underplay your cooking honey." Jesse responded with a smile. She was sitting on a reddish folded up former enemy. After scraping it off the pavement Jesse personally smashed it into a square seat so she would have a seat of her own for this lovely family dinner.

"Spaghetti is spaghetti!" Deborah responded, as she grabbed some spaghetti of her own. She was sitting on a yellow, and black stool. She had to squish it down a bit to make sure it fit with the table.

Speaking of the table, it had a silly decal on it, massive breasts taking up about half of it, covered up by a revealing red tank top. It also had a smiling cross-eyed face, with black hair. Each of its table legs look like an arm or leg. The bottom of it was completely covered up by a picture of a white cloth covered butt.

"Sorry I kind of ruined dinner with the whole destroying the neighborhood thing." Jesse said, feeling a little bit embarrassed about the whole thing.

"It's alright dear." Deborah responded as she put her fork in the spaghetti. "The important part is being together. For now let's just eat." Before guzzling down the spaghetti she stopped herself. "Oh by the way, can I keep this stuff a little bit? I need some replacement furniture until I can get it replaced in a week or a month, not sure how long it's going to take."

Jacoba, and Jesse turn towards each other. And then back towards Deborah. "Sure thing."

(THE END)