(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
Jesse, Bong-Cha, and Sero walked up towards what would appear to be a old rusted down building. "We're going to have fun tonight girls!" Cha yelled out, happily skipped along.
Sero meanwhile, looked much more defeated. "Mini-golf?" Sero mumbled under her breath. "Who over 12 years old plays mini golf for fun?!"
Jesse gave Sero a glare.
"Look, I got three invitations in the mail…" Cha grumbled. "... I'm not going to throw away the opportunity of free entertainment."
"Why did you invite us instead of your boyfriend?" Sero asked, a look of hatred on her face.
"I love him, but…" Cha's smile instantly dissipated "Then he would invite his mother, and I don't want to deal with that today."
Sero shook her head. "Why bring me along specifically?!"
Cha shrugged "I wanted Jacoba to come, but when I mentioned mini-golf she instantly went into the fetal position, and started crying."
Sero raised an eyebrow. "Wait, what?"
"They cannot handle the power of mini-golf!" Jesse mumbled, clenching her fist, a look of termination on their face.
Sero looked at Jesse with complete confusion. "Are you okay Jesse?"
Jesse just continued "The spirit of mini-golf is long and arduous…" she slammed her foot down causing the ground to slightly shake. "Very few have the fortitude to play the game at a competitive level. My mastery over the sport is so high I have been banned from over 200 mini golf courses around the country."
Sero just stared at her. "Are you for real?"
Jesse pointed forward. "Onward to glory!"
Cha gave a little clap. "Glad to see you're in the spirit…"
Sero shook her head. "Next time, Cha asks me to come to a place with her. I'll just allow myself to get crushed by a car." She thought to herself
—
The three women came up to the entrance. Next to the entrance was a small booth with some golf clubs, and golf balls.
"Hello!" Cha yelled. "We got some free invitations!"
Slowly, a woman walked up. She was wearing a black leather suit, had greasy yellow hair, some goggles, and a glorious mustache. "Greetings travelers, welcome to the Mini-golf auditorium!"
Cha waved at the strange cashier. "Hello Miss…" she then pulled out the three invitations. "... We won free games at your establishment."
The weird cashier gave a smile. "Oh, that's wonder…"
"Christy what the hell are you doing?" Jesse blatantly asked as she gave the mustache woman a death stare.
The mustache woman started sweating. "I don't know what you're talking…"
RIP!
Jesse just ripped off the fake mustache from Christy's face. "Ummmm…" the cashier mumbled.
"Oh my god!" Cha screamed! "It's Christy!"
Sero slowly turned to the short imbecile next to her, staring at her in other disbelief. "Seriously?"
Jesse grabbed the biker by the neck, and pulled her closer. "You invited us here so you could squash us, didn't you?"
"Look!" Christy yelled in a panic. "I may be working here now, but I swear it's a total coincidence." She started shaking. "I wasn't planning anything."
"Then what the hell is this?!" Sero called out, she was standing next to a weird phone booth looking device. On the front door it read 'losers to golf'
Christy looked at Jesse with fear. "That old piece of junk…" she said in terror. "... That's been here long before I even showed up."
"It says it was bought 2 days ago." Sero replied back.
Christy shaking only intensified. "We can talk about this, right?"
Jesse just gave her a cold, dead stare.
SQUISH!
SLAM!
WHAM!
—
Bong-Cha, Sero, Jesse came up to the first hole. The place itself wasn't exactly what you would consider five stars. Everything was disheveled, most of the backdrop and props were barely holding together, and it seemed like the fake grass was rotting away.
Sero looked around her surroundings. "Of course a place like this would hire Christy…"
"It is still mini-golf!" Jesse proclaimed as she pulled out a mini-golf club. "A place you can still play this masterful game." Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a golf ball. It was colored yellow, and black. Jesse gave the ball a good smile before straightening her back, and lining up her club.
WHACK!
The ball went bouncing all throughout the course, if you listened closely you could have sworn the ball was moaning in pain. Eventually, it got to the hole, spun around for a bit, and fell in. A hole-in-one.
"Good job Jesse!" Cha yelled out, clapping her hands in glee.
Jesse took a bow. "Thank you, thank you…"
Sero rolled her eyes. "I guess Cha is next."
Cha ran up to the mat, and put down her ball. Jesse yourself quickly got out of the way, wanting to make sure she was at a safe distance.
SWING!
She missed. "Well, second time's the charm!"
SWING!
She missed again…
SWING!
And again…
SWING!
SWING!
SWING!
SWING!
SWING!
She just kept missing, over and over again, seeming to hit everything around the ball except the ball itself.
Sero, and Jesse just watched the pathetic spectacle Cha was performing in front of them.
"She really can't do much besides punching, can she?" Jesse asked.
Sero let out a big sigh. "Well, considering she's going to be at this for a while…" She then turned away from Jesse, and started walking to the back. "... I'm going to go to the bathroom."
Jesse looked at Sero with some annoyance. "At least Cha's heart is into this glorious game."
—
In the back, three women were at hole nine. "GOD DAMN IT!" The one in the yellow hijab screamed as she missed the hole again.
Another woman looked bored as she leaned against the wall. "Boss!" She said, lifting up the tally paper. "You already did seven swings. You don't have to continue this hole."
The boss turned towards her hapless employee. "Listen here, Catherine…" She yelled out. "... I'm not a quitter, and I'll keep swinging until I get that ball in the damn hole!"
A woman next to Catherine gave the thumbs up. "You truly have a golden Spirit of a champion, Mrs. Puteri!" She commented.
Catherine turned to her fellow employee. "Nina, please don't encourage her."
The woman besides Catherine was of Indian descent. She wore a purple mini skirt, and tank top that could hardly contain her massive cleavage. Her hair was dyed green, and braided into a single ponytail. Lastly, She had cute little green crocs along with some purple socks.
Nina gave her a simple smile. "But she's so lovely when she's determined." She then gave her a mischievous grin. "About as cute as you when you are squished into a little seat cushion…"
Catherine looked at her with disgust. She remembered looking at her green panties all day, but wasn't willing to start anything at a mini golf course of all places. She just rolled her eyes before she started looking around the golf course. She then noticed someone walking by. "Is that…" she thought. "... The mechanic?!" Catherine started to sweat. "Oh fuck…" she turned back around, and try her best to stay calm. "No! I'm not dealing with this today…" she thought. "... I'm just going to pretend she's not h…"
"Hey boss!" Nina yelled out. "Isn't that the mechanic that squishes you?"
"WHAT!" Ms. Puteri screamed as she turned around, got a good look at her nemesis entering the bathroom. "What's that bitch doing here?!"
Catherine facepalmed. "Can I just have one normal day…"
Nina began clapping to herself. "We're going to see some fireworks."
—
A very grumpy Sero exited the bathroom. "Hopefully, Cha is done being awful at this shit children's game." She thought to herself "...and I can get back to making money…"
Someone grabbed Sero's hair. "Wait, wh…"
SQUISH!
Her body was flattened like a piston by a very pissed off manager. "You dare come, and ruin my recreation!" She yelled at the crushed up woman.
SQUISH!
She started squishing, and rolling her up like she was Play-Doh. After about a minute she was done. In her hands was a basketball sized object. It was gray, and tan. The front side was mostly taken up by ginormous boobies. Above the plump melons were eyes spinning in confusion. To the side of it were the palms of the former person's hands. The bottom parts were the soles of its boots, and the top had a trucker hat. and then there was the back side. With its big, fat, juicy ass.
Puteri smiled at her new basketball. "You're now in my clutches, you second rate business owner!" she yelled, staring at the ball's ass "I'll make sure you…you…" the proud boss became red in the face as she stared at the circular beauty's bottom. Her mouth hung open as drool spilled out of it. The ball itself also became slightly redder
Both Catherine, and Nina just looked at their boss. "I think she is 404ing…" Nina said, scratching her head.
"Hold on…" Catherine mumble walking up to her petrified boss. She slapped her back.
"Wait? what, what?" Puteri screamed, being knocked back to reality. She turned to Catherine who was giving her an annoyed look. She then turned back to the ball in her hand. "Oh right…"
SQUISH!
—
CLICK!
"OH YEAH BABY!" Cha screamed at the top of her lungs. "I got it in the hole." She then turned to Jesse. "How many points was that!"
"Seven…" Jesse coldly responded.
Cha enthusiasm melted away. "Are you sure you didn't miss count?" She asked. "It didn't seem like 7 swings."
"It was actually 758 swings…" Jesse blatantly replied. "... It's only counted as seven swings because of the point limit."
Cha looked down at herself, defeated. "I thought I was doing so well…"
Jesse looked to the back. "Sero is taking her sweet time, isn't she?" She started walking. "I'm going to go see what's holding her up, you can get started on the second hole."
Cha nodded. "Alrighty!" She put her pink little ball onto the fake grass. "Okay, I can do better on this hole."
—
At course 9 Puteri was still missing every shot. "Goddamnit!" She yelled in frustration. She looked down upon her gray, black, and tan golf ball. "Why won't you go in the damn hole!"
Nina tilted her head. "You already filled out the seven swing maximum, we can just move on to the next…"
"NO!" Puteri furiously yelled. "I am getting this damn golf ball into the damn hole even if it takes me all night!"
Catherine just lowered her head in despair. "We're going to be here for days!"
"Pathetic golfmanship!" Someone yelled in the distance.
"WHAT!" Puteri screamed back, turning around along with her two employees. "WHO DARES INSULT MY SKILLS!"
"The truth hurts, doesn't?" Standing there was an agitated Jesse. "You know I don't want to make assumptions…" She said, dropped her golf club. "... But I have a feeling you may have something to do with Sero's disappearance."
A sense of dread filled Catherine. "Oh fuck!"
"Oh…" Nina chimed in. "It's the muscle bimbo the boss occasionally talks about."
Puteri just gave the redhead a smug smile as she bent down, and picked up her new golf ball. "Oh look, it's the dumb brute." She then pointed her golf club at her. "Do you think you're honestly a match for the brilliance that is…"
Jesse immediately grabbed her by the neck causing her to drop her club, and the ball. "You're really suicidally overconfident."
Puteri pathetically squirmed as Jessie lifted her into the air. "You know Catherine…" Nina piped in. "... I think our boss somewhat undersold her." Jesse then turned her head towards the two screwed employees. Nina and Catherine looked at the beast in front of them in horror. "Oh no…" Nina mumbled in a cold sweat.
Jesse slowly walked forward. "Wait! wait!" Catherine begged. "We can talk about this rig…"
SQUISH!
SLAM!
WHAM!
—
(Later that day)
Sero, Cha, and Jesse had made it to the final hole. The dreaded prize one where if you manage to get a hole-in-one you win a free game. The course wasn't really a course, more of a 12 ft long pit that had a bullseye hole at the end.
WHACK!
Sero's ball went flying…and wasn't even close. She just shrugged. "Well, that's that."
Cha then put her pink ball on the grass. "I can still win this!"
Sero turned to Jesse. "She literally has the worst score you can have in this game."
Jesse shook her head. "Let her dream."
Cha ready her club and…
WHACK!
The club barely grazed the ball, causing it to pathetically roll into the large pit. Cha just stared out towards the pit before falling onto her knees. "WHY DO I SUCK SO MUCH!" Cha cried, tears coming down her face
Sero shook her head. "Well, that was expected." She turned towards Jesse. "I guess it's just you now."
Jesse reached into a pocket, and pulled out two golf balls. One was her yellow, black, and white flesh-toned ball she was using all game, but the other was an extra golf ball. This one had more vibrantly colored, with a mix of yellow, black, tan, brown, green, purple, and white flesh-toned. She looked at the two golf balls, brought them close together.
SQUISH!
Quickly, she smashed both of them together turning them into a single golf ball, their colors even more mixed up "Hold on a second, I got a really funny idea." She said as she walked up to Cha, and tapped her on the shoulder. "Cha…" Cha turned around, and saw her, and her little golf ball. "You want another try?"
"But that's your ball?" Cha said, wiping her tears away.
Jesse shrugged. "The final hole is the most boring for me." Jesse then laid the ball down, the devilish smile on her face. "Come on, have another shot."
Sero realized what Jesse was doing, and also smiled.
Cha got into position, and took a deep breath. She lifted her club and…
SWING!
The ball went flying, and surprisingly not into the pit…
DING!
The ball went straight into the hole. Jesse, Sero, and Cha looked on in amazement. "I did it…" Cha raised her club in victory. "... Oh yeah, I did it!"
Jesse clapped. "Well, she got one hole in one."
Sero rolled her eyes. "So she's getting a free game?"
"I guess so." Jesse replied.
Sero shrugged. "Well, considering that only gets us one ball, I guess we can head home and let her…"
BOOM!
Suddenly, hundreds of golf balls shot out of target and started raining down upon the three women. "Ow ow ow ow!" Sero screamed as she tried to shield herself.
Jesse just stood there, unimpressed. "You know, I was wondering when it was going to kick in."
Cha looked up at all the yellow, black, tan, brown, green, purple, and white flesh-toned golf balls raining down on her. She had the biggest smile on her face. "Look how many games we can play together!"
Suddenly, a sense of dread kicked in for the poor mechanic. "Oh great…"
Cha started picking up the golf balls from the floor. "Get a bucket." She happily asked. "We're going to play a bunch of rounds with these."
"Let's see if the second time's the charm for you Cha…" Jesse said as she bent down, and helped Cha with her golf ball collecting.
Sero just put her hands on her face. "I think I would have preferred to be a golf ball."
(The end)