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

(Flattening and Doll tf)

(BAD END)

"This place is fantastic!" A 21 year old woman said as she sat down at a table in a fancy black dress, black high heels, and the cute little bow on her head. "You will love the food here."

A man sat down across the table. "I don't know Michelle…" the man said as he looked around the somewhat damp building they were in. "... This place doesn't seem that fancy?"

Michelle let out a little giggle. "Come now Steven, looks can be deceiving." She then gave him a sexy smile. "I even have a friend who works here."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Oh this is about a discount then "

Michelle looked at her husband with her little smile. "The discount is just a bonus…"

"Hello Michelle?" Someone mumbled at the couple. Standing there was the blonde, ponytailed Nicole. She was wearing a cute little pink diner dress, cute little shoes, long socks, white gloves and a big blue bow tie. The dress itself could barely contain her cleavage, and her pink pantyed ass peaked out from under her short dress. The waitress was somewhat red in the face.

Michelle was somewhat taken aback by the ridiculous site in front of her. "So um, Nicole…" she began to ask as she tried her best to hold in her laughter. "... What's with the get up?"

Nicole's face became redder as she looked at her friend. "New company policy…" she said in embarrassment. "... I don't make the rules, I just follow them."

Michelle kept her stupid smile as she turned to her husband. "I will agree this place is a bit tra…" her smile instantly dissipated. She saw her husband somewhat red in the face as well as he just stared at Nicole.

SLAM!

Michelle slammed her fist upon the counter causing both Nicole, and Steven to jump up a bit in surprise. Steven looked at his slightly pissed off wife. "Sorry…" he said nervously. "... Got slightly distracted."

Everyone silently stood there barely moving an inch. "So ummm…" Nicole said, interrupting the silence. "... What would you two have for a drink?"

—

(A Few days later)

Nicole opened the front door to a three story house. Looking into the home Nicole was taken aback. The place was quite impressive, it almost seemed like a mansion. "This is Michelle's place?" She thought to herself as she started walking into the living room.

"Nicole!" Someone yelled by the couch. It was Michelle with her warm smile, and the same dress she wore a few days ago.

Nicole walked to the couch, and sat her fat bottom upon it.  "I never knew you lived in a place this good."

"My husband, and I make a lot of money." Michelle then giggled at her friend. "I see that you're still wearing that embarrassing thing."

Nicole blushed in embarrassment. "I just got off of work, okay."

Michelle smiled then became wider as she grabbed her friend's arm. "I know what will clear your mind…" she got up from the couch, and pulled her friend to the stairs. "... I got something really cool to show you."

Going up the stairs they walked into a pure blue room. There was nothing in the room except for a table, and what appeared to be a pretty large diorama. The diorama consisted of a theater, a home, a shopping center, and a little pool. In the set there seemed to be a bunch of paper doll women doing various activities. Some of them played in the pool, some performed a play including two paper dolls kissing each other, some of them window shopping, some people relaxing in the little home, and what caught Nicole's eyes the most was three women sitting at a table drinking tea, with one chair empty.

"This is seriously impressive?" Nicole said as she continued to marvel at the massive diorama. "You made this all by yourself?" She said as she poked one of the little paper dolls. "The paper dolls look almost life-like."

Michelle smiled at her friend as she licked her lips. "Glad you like my art…" she then pulled something from behind her back, it appeared to be a soda can. "... You seem kind of poached, you want to drink?"

Nicole looked at her friend in confusion. This seems like a very weird thing to do after showing off an art piece…but she was very thirsty. At the speed of a praying mantis lunging at prey she grabbed the drink, and started chugging it down. In mere seconds she polished the full thing off. "Damn, that hit the…" suddenly, she felt a strange pain in her stomach. "... I don't feel so…?"

And in an instant her body shrunk down from 5.3 inches to a mere 3 inches. "What the…?" Nicole panicked as she looked around her surroundings, seeing everything towing over her. "What's going on?" She asked as she turned towards her 'friend' "Michelle, help me!"

"Oh, don't worry…" Michelle said with a devilish smile as she looked down upon the mouse of a woman. "...I'll take good care of you." She bent down, and grabbed Nicole's hair.

A sense of dread filled Nicole's tiny body. "Michelle…what's going on."

"Quiet you!" Michelle yelled as she shook the poor blonde by her hair. "You haven't even experienced your punishment yet!" Nicole's eyes were spinning, unable to process what was going on. Michelle's smile turned into an evil, toofy grin. "Come now, I got to show you something else."

The confused, and more importantly, terrified woman could only swing around as Michelle carried her out of the room, and towards another. Opening the door the tiny woman could see that it was a basic work area with a bunch of stuff lying around. Michelle slowly turned the little woman towards a desk. There were a bunch of office supplies on it, but the most noticeable thing to her was a tiny wringer. Nicole could see where this was heading.

"Why are you doing this Michelle?!" She screamed.

"You think you can take my husband away from me?" Michelle yelled as she walked up towards the table. "I saw him staring at you in that revealing outfit."

"This has to be some kind of joke Michelle…" Nicole cried tears running down her face. "... He just looked at me once. I didn't even want to wear this stupid dress, it was a company mandate."

Michelle's face went demonic as she shoved the blonde bitch's hair into the wringer. "Well, you won't have to worry about your job ever again." She then started cranking the winger.

"Michelle! For the love of God sto…"

SQUISH!

The poor waitress was cut off mid sentence as she was crushed through the mighty winger. Quickly sliding off the wringer and onto the table.

Laying there was a Nicole shaped paper doll that grew half an inch from the squishing. Its arms, and legs spread out. The chest, and booty of the doll were by comparison to the body twice as big. It's pathetic waitress clothes were mostly ripped at this point. Its face stared out in terror, its eyes looking forward and mouth in a painful grimace.

The mad artist then grabbed her new doll by its hair. "You're an ugly little thing." Michelle said as she grabbed the doll's feet. She then started stretching it, and twisting it, it's closed becoming even more tattered, Its facial expression unchanged.

Michelle put the doll back down "You're going to need more work." She said, bending down towards the doll. "You just gotta wait a bit" She teased before turning around and walking out the room. Leaving the doll to ponder its horrifying situation. If a paper doll could cry it would.

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(Edited)

(A few days later)

Michelle strolled into the room with what would appear to be some doll clothes. "I'm done!" She yelled out, walking towards the table where the paper doll laid. She threw the supplies onto the desk. The force of which blew the doll off the table. Slowly the doll floated to the ground like a leaf falling from a tree. It laid on the ground no worse for wear.

Michelle just gave it a cute smile "You seem excited for the tea party." She said mockingly, bending down, and putting the doll back onto the table. "But you need to get dressed first." She then slowly started undressing her cute little doll until it was only wearing a pink bra, and panties. "Let me just get this cute little dress on you." She said as she slowly slid on a pink dress that was somehow even more embarrassing, and revealing then its previous attire. She also made sure to leave the pathetic thing barefoot.

Michelle looked at the doll stupid face as she put it back onto the table. "That's not a proper face to have at a tea party." She said as she stuck out her thumb. "Let me fix that."

SQUISH!

She pressed her thumb upon the doll's face, rubbing it for a bit. Lifting her thumb up, revealed its changed expression. It was now cross-eyed, with a big goofy, closed mouth smile with its cute little tongue hanging out. Michelle grabbed the dumb looking doll and carried it out of the room. She slowly walked back to her diorama room. Sense of dread filling the doll's heart. It could see what was coming.

Michelle bent down to examine the tea party. "Okay Derpy.. " she mockingly said as she placed the doll onto the empty seat. "... Let's get you seated." She slowly positioned Derpy into the chair. She then put a little tiny teacup into its hand, and pushed the chair into position.

"All right Derpy…" Michelle playfully said before pointing at a blue haired, white skin doll. "This is Bitchy. Used to be a college cheerleader. Bullied me every day, but mellowed out, and now likes to drink tea."

She then pointed at an African-American doll with green hair. "This one is Brainy. Helped me with my homework then tried to blackmail me until I 'talk' her out of it. Has given up her tech career path to drink tea.

And lastly, she pointed at an Asian doll with pink hair. "This is Dummy. At college she tried to steal my future husband like you. Eventually gave up, and now drinks tea."

If Derpy could shake in fear it would, but all it could do was sit quietly with its teacup. It watched in horror as Michelle pulled out a bottle.

"You still seem a little… squishy." The mad artist teased as she unscrewed the top off. Derpy got a good look at that label, it was resin. The little doll's heart was racing as the brush rubbed all over her body. It wanted to scream, but it only had a goofy smile on its face. "There you go." Sociopathic woman said as she screwed the cap back onto the bottle. "I'm going to do that once a day until you're nice, and solid." Michelle then began to walk out. "See you tomorrow little doll, enjoy the tea party."

All Derpy could do now was cry to itself as it accepted its fate.

—

(Few years later)

Michelle was dusting her dioramas. "There you go…" she teased as she put away her duster. She then pulled out a little chair, and bent down towards the tea party. "... I need to move you a bit Derpy." She said, repositioning the doll's chair so there was room for the fifth one. "So I'm planning on getting you gals another friend…" she said, padding the other dolls on the head. "She's a bitch who plays video games with Steven. I'm going to have to teach her a lesson." She then walked out of the room, as smug as ever.

Derpy just sat quietly with her friends. "Oh boy…" she thought, its excitement matching its frozen face. "... We're going to make a new friend."

(THE END!)