(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
Jill and Jacoba were hiking up a snowy mountain, both of them wearing extremely thick winter clothes.
Jill marched forward, a look of extreme determination on her face. Jacoba, well not so much…
“Holy fuck is it cold!” Jacoba yelled out as she trampled through the snow.
Jill turned towards her shivering mother. “We're almost to the lodge…” She yelled as she pointed forward. “... Just a few more miles.”
“Why the hell is there even a mountain here!?” The weary mother groaned. “We’re in the American South.”
“Less complaining, and more climbing.” Jill yelled back as she continued marching forward.
Jacoba would have cried at that moment but she feared the tears would freeze upon her face. “I'm so dumb…” She thought as she moved through the heavy snow. “... I should’ve never agreed to come. Jill is a sweet girl, but she usually sets her mind towards really insane stuff.”
—
(Later)
Bao sat at the welcoming desk, a look of defeat on his face. He looked around the empty building. The place itself was utterly cheap and looked like it hadn't been renovated since the seventies. “What am I doing here?” He moaned as he opened up a magazine. “Who the hell would hang out in this stupid plac…”
Just then, the front door slammed open. “Hello! two guests are incoming in!” A familiar purple haired woman yelled out.
Bao looked up from his magazine and saw Jill who was strangely carrying a human sized frozen statue of her green haired mother.
Bao lifted his eyebrow as he looked at the statue of Jacoba. Its face frozen in terror. “That's a strange thing to bring?” He commented as he got up from his seat.
Jill put down the ice sculpture, and walked to the counter. “Hello good sir…” Jill said with a smile. “... We're here for some skiing.”
Bao briefly looked over Jill’s shoulder. He didn't see anyone else there, just a statue. He decided to brush off a simple mistake, and went on to ask another question. “Jill, why did you choose this place of all things?”
Jill looked at the short man, somewhat confused. “Do I know you?”
Bao was taken aback. “What do you mean you don't remember me?”
Jill was still trying to reach into the back of her mind to figure out who this person was.
“I work at the gym near your place…” Bao said as he looked at Jill in annoyance. “I'm currently dating Bong-Cha for heaven sake.”
“Oh yeah…” The memory finally clicked "You're that person Cha gushes about. I guess it's good we finally met.”
“We met each other every day for a month straight when Cha was trying to lose weight.” Bao replied back as he looked more annoyed than ever.
Jill shrugged. “I would remember someone as small as you.” Bao just gave her a look. “Also if you work at the gym, why are you here?”
“Lusty came in again and accidentally toppled the building when she crashed through another wall.” Bao sighed. “I have to do other jobs until the place is fixed and this is the only place hiring currently.”
The name Lusty put a shiver down Jill’s spine. “Do not speak that devil's name to me…”
Bao sat back down upon his chair. “Back to the question at hand. Why did you choose this shit place?”
“We’re poor as shit.” Jill replied. “It's this, or no skiing at all.”
Bao looked at the Statue near the doorway. “Okay, next question. Why did you bring an ice sculpt…”
SHATTER!
“Hello!” A very familiar blue haired woman yelled as she slammed the door open, and completely shattered the statue in her way.
“MOM!” Jill screamed as she ran towards the broken bits of ice on the ground. She quickly grabbed a nearby bucket, and started putting the bits of ice into it
The blue haired woman paid her no mind as she dragged a brown haired ice sculpture along with her.
Bao looked on in confusion. “Why do people keep bringing ice sculptures here, and why is she wearing no winter clothes?”
The blue haired woman finally put the statue down before turning to the help desk. “My name is Trinity…” She said with a smirk. “... And I'm here to show off my sick tricks to my followers.”
Jill slowly turned her head towards Trinity. “Plagiarist!” She yelled out as she walked towards her rival, a bucket in hand.
Trinity just gave her a look. “Why would I copy your mediocre plans?”
“You think you can fool me, you talentless hack!” Jill snarled. “I was planning this for two weeks. There is no way you didn't know.”
Trinity gave her a smirk. “What, do you have the copyright on skiing?”
Jill just continued to stare at Trinity, a fury in her eyes.
WHAM!
SHATTER!
Jill whacked the other statue with the bucket causing it to shatter.
Trinity just laughed. “Jokes on you, she probably enjoyed that.”
“Um girls?” Bao interrupted, the two immediately turning towards him. “This isn't the wrestling ring. I would prefer it if you made my job easier and just ignore each other for the rest of your stay.”
The two then turn back to each other. “Alrighty then…” Trinity responded as she turned away from Jill, and reached for a nearby bucket, and bent down towards the ice, slowly picking it up from the ground. “... I'll outperform you when streaming begins like always.” She then put the bucket full of ice onto Bao’s desk and walked away. “I'm going to go see if there's anything worth eating here.”
Jill put her bucket on the counter as well as she stared at Trinity, her face red with anger. “I'll show you.” She then also walked away from the counter to see if she could get any relaxation after the long hike.”
Bao turned towards the buckets on his counter. “Girls around here are just strange.” He thought as she grabbed one of the magazines, ready to read it, leaving the buckets on the counter to melt into strangely colored water.
—
(Later)
Two figures sat on a nearby couch in the building's waiting room. They were both shivering and covered with a bunch of blankets.
Jacobas sneezed as she shivered there, her teeth chattering.
Brook sat right next to her, but had an expression that showed more quiet acceptance. “Why did I agree to come along?” She sighed before turning towards a somewhat out of it Jacoba. “I see you have trouble with cold too…”
“Why do we have to climb 5 miles in the snow to just get here?” Jacoba whined as she hugged the blanket wrapped around her.
“Um, miss…” Brook said as she raised an eyebrow
“Jacoba.”
“...Jacoba, Why didn't you just take the ski lift?” Brook then pointed towards the window showing off the said lift.
Jacoba looked, her soul breaking in two. “Oh come on!” She yelled as she laid back up on the couch, her face showing other despair. “Why does everything always go wrong?”
Jill, meanwhile, started walking out of the bathroom, a look of annoyance on her face. “I'll show that blue hair bimbo who's the best streamer is…” She stopped herself as she saw her mother sitting next to Brook. She noticed that her mom was saddened.
Brook looked at the poor mother with some concern. “You okay?”
“Every time I try to exist something goes wrong.” Jacoba moaned as she clenched her blanket. “Harassed, beaten, flattened, inflated, melted, sat on, being worn as a piece of laundry.” Jacoba started tearing up a bit. “Not to mention that we live in a busted down, shit motorhome, and I can barely pay for anything we need.” She then turned to Brook. “Why would I ever be okay?”
Jill looked on, her face slowly melting into a frown. “Mom?” she mumbled. She took a deep breath and sighed as backed up into the bathroom. She got out her phone and started texting something. “Sorry everybody, family issues right now. I have to cancel the stream for today. See you next week.” She then put her phone away, before facepalming. “I'm going to miss big numbers for this.”
Meanwhile, back in the lobby, “There, there…” Brook said warmly padded Jacoba on the head. “... You simply need a stress relieving activity.”
Jacoba looked at Brook with puppy dog eyes. “And that would be?”
“Flattening, melting, reshaping, or really anything that turns my body into Play-Doh…” Brook said with a smile. “... It helps me with anxiety and I think it can help you too.”
Jacoba just gave her a blank stare. “What?”
“Oh come now, don't be a Trinity...” Brook giggled as Jacoba just stared at her like she was a crazy person. “...with all the crazy stuff that has happened to you there must have been something you liked…”
“Nothing at all!” Jacoba yelled out in a panic. “I'm not freakish like that!”
Brook just nodded. “Okay then…” she said. “... But you should consider it.”
—
(Later)
Jacoba and Jill walked out of the cabin and onto the snow, now wearing skis on their feet. “It's so cold…” Jacoba mumbled.
Jill looked at her uncomfortable mother, a twinge of sadness on her face. “Don't worry Mom. This is going to be fun.”
Just then, Jill heard a familiar and irritating laugh coming from behind her. Both of them turned around to see Trinity and Brook. Brook was wearing really heavy winter clothes that made it look like she had fluffy body armor on. Trinity herself was still in her usual get up, looking at Jill with a smug smile. “Hello Jill…” Trinity greeted
“Oh, that's your weird streaming buddy…” Jacoba added before turning towards her daughter.
“What's so funny.” Jill asked with contempt.
“I just got the news about the cancellation of your stream…” Trinity responded as she made sure every word hit Jill like a bullet. “... Looks like you knew you couldn't compete with me.”
“That's not the reason!” Jill yelled out. “I promised my mother she would be able to enjoy herself for once, I had no time for streaming.”
Trinity looked at Jacoba, her smile becoming more sadistic. “Nice to see you like making excuses for your cowardness.”
Jill grumbled in rage. “Shut up!”
Jacoba turned to her daughter again, a look of sadness on her face. “Jill?”
Trinity just continued laughing, The smugness becoming unbearable. “It's always funny when you crawl like a wor…”
“IT'S NOT OVER YOU CRAZY BRAT!” Jacoba yelled as she raised one of her ski poles into the air.
Everyone was taken, especially Jill. “M…Mom?”
Something lit in Jacoba’s heart. “The stream is not canceled!” She then turned towards her daughter. “Uncancel that stream so we can teach this bitch a lesson.”
Jill was still utterly shocked. “Mom, are you okay?”
“Of course I'm not okay!” Her mom screamed as she grinded her teeth. “That blue hair loser is mocking you, SHE DOES NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO MOCK YOU AND YOUR TALENTS!” She then grabbed Jill's phone. “We're going to kick her ass! We are going to have so many streaming numbers she's going to crawl up into a ball and start crying!” She then began typing on her daughter's phone to write a message to Jill’s subscribers. “The stream is uncancel, we're starting in 15 minutes.” She then handed the phone back to her daughter. “In fact, my precious Jill is going to race you, and make you eat snow!”
Jill still stood there like she was hit by a flashbang. “But I didn't plan to race any…”
“YOU'RE GOING TO TEAR THE MOUNTAIN APART!” Jacoba yelled, the fire in her heart burning like a thousand suns. “AND MAKE THAT BITCH CRY LIKE A BABY!”
Jill simply nodded.
“Good!” She then turned towards Trinity and Brook. “You hacks are going DOOOOOOOOWN!”
Trinity was slightly confused but intrigued. “So you want to be humiliated then?” She then did a little smirk. “Fine by me.”
Brook, while it was suddenly hard to see thanks to her getup, was smiling. “It seems like competition is a cure to your stress.”
—
(15 minutes later)
Both Jill and Trinity stood on top of the hill. Both of them had a look of determination plastered on their faces. Behind them was Jacoba, and a very cooled Brook. Both of them were holding up their phones, streaming the entire thing.
“Okay…” Brook said with a shiver in her voice. “On the count of three…”
Jill and Trinity ready themselves. Jacoba held up three fingers.
“Three…”
“Two…”
“One…”
“Go!”
Both women went off and slid down the hill.
Trinity blazed down the mountain like a rocket, focused on gaining speed and dodging every obstacle in her way.
Jill…not so much. “Fuck!” Jill yelled out as she pathetically skated along the mountain. She wobbled around, barely moving. “Why is this so difficult?!” She asked as she tried to keep her balance.
“Oh no!” Jacoba yelled as she watched her daughter haphazardly slide down the mountain.
Brook just turned to Jacoba. “She hasn't skied a day in her life, has she?”
“You can do it sweetheart!” The weary mother yelled as she started jumping up and down. “Don't let that petulant brat beat you!”
“We really thought this out poorly, I mean we can't record the whole thing by just standing on the top. They'll probably get out of sight soon.” Brook commented. “This whole thing was horribly planned.”
“Believe in yourself Jill!” Jacoba screamed as she leaned over the edge. “I believe in…”
CRACK!
The snowy ground beneath her feet cracked. “Wh…”
PLOP!
She fell upon the snowy hill face first. For people who didn't have constant bad luck that would be the end of the misfortune, but sadly for her it was not as she started tumbling down the mountain. As she started rolling, she managed to pick up more and more snow, becoming bigger and bigger, and screaming all the way.
Jill turned around. “Mom, this is not…” Before she could finish her sentence she saw her no mom snow covered mother rolling directly towards her
“HELP M…” Was all that she could scream out before the snow encased her entire body into a giant snowball.
“MOM!” Jill screamed as the giant ball of snow headed towards her. “SHIT!” In a surprising twist for one of my stories, Jill actually managed to barely jump out of the way of the object that was about to flatten her. She laid upon the snow as she turned towards the snowy ball as it went down the hill. “OH FUCK!” She yelled as she got back up. She attempted to ski down the mountain after it, but just continued to pathetically slide instead. She looked down upon her feet. “SCREW THESE THINGS!” She yelled, tearing them off. “I'm coming mom!” She screamed as she ran after the snowball.
Further down the mountain, Trinity was happily humming to herself as she continued to ski down the mountain. “That loser thought she could beat me?!” She laughed to herself. “It looks like nothing's going to stop my…”
SQUISH!
In a standard move for one of my stories, Trinity was run over by the giant snowball, flattening beneath its weight, as it continued to roll down the hill.
Laying where Trinity once was, was a blue, purple and white flesh tone rectangle. The upper part was blue, the middle section was a slightly darker blue and the bottom section was purple. The most noticeable thing about the sheet was that it had a pretty funny looking square ass plastered on the lower section.
Jill, meanwhile, followed the ball as quickly as she could, unknowingly trampling upon the blanket.
Following close behind Jill was a very slow Brook. The sleepy assistant looked down upon the blanket. She bent down and peeled it off the snow. She turned it around to get a good look at the other side.
The top of the towel had a big stupid cross eyed, smiling face plastered on it. The midsection mostly showed off massive boobies, and the bottom section mostly looks like stubby flat legs.
“You are so warm…” Brook commented as she felt the blanket in her palms. She then smiled. “... In fact…” She wrapped the pathetic blue sheets around her body, warming herself up. “That feels so good…”
As Brook was warming up, the snowball continued rolling down the hill until…
WHAM!
The snowball smashed into a nearby rock, causing the whole snow pile to collapse. “NO! NO! NO!” Jill yelled as she ran up to the pile of snow. “Don't worry, I'll get you out!” She started frantically digging through the snow with her hands, desperate to free her mother. After about a minute, she found what she was looking for.
She lifted a green and brown object about the size of a basketball from the pile. It had several noticeable details. The front side of the ball had massive cleavage painted on with confused spinning eyes lying above them. The top showed green hair, with the bottom having what appeared to be the sols of green boots. Lastly, the back side showed off a green silk covered ass. It was so pathetically adorable.
“Oh God, Mom!” She screamed as she started pulling upon the ball.
POP!
The ball turned into a human before falling upon the snow. “Mom, you’re okay?” Jill yelled as she fell to her knees. “I'm so sorry mom!”
“HELL YEAH!” Jacoba unexpectedly screamed. “THAT WAS AMAZING!”
Jill’s face instantly went from horror to confusion. “Mom…” she said. “Are you okay?”
Jacoba instantly turned towards her daughter. “LET'S GO AGAIN!”
Jill was even more confused. “I'm sorry, what?”
Jacoba grabbed her daughter's arm and pulled her up. “LET'S GO AGAIN!” She yelled as she started to drag her daughter up the hill.
“I'm sorry, what is going on!” Jacoba yelled out in confusion.
—
(Later one last time)
Jill and Brook stood atop the mountain, both looking like they have been there for quite a while.
Usually in this situation, Brook would not be having a good time, but she managed to make it work. She was wearing a new blue, purple and white flesh toned jacket. Its details were pretty screwy, but the main thing that popped out about the design was what was plastered on the boob section of it. A pair of really pissed off eyes. “This jacket is so much better…” Brook said with a lazy smile. The jacket itself started to become warmer, redder and its eyes turned even more angry. “... And it can get even warmer.”
Meanwhile, Jill was holding a very familiar green and brown ball. Contrasting the pissed off jacket, the ball had a look of pure joy in its eyes. This also contrasted Jill's mood which was more tired. “I rolled you down this mountain 20 times…” She grumbled at the ball. “... Can we stop now, I think even my viewers are getting bored.” Of course, this statement was a lie, both streams were still eating it up.
The ball itself had wiggled in anticipation, ignoring her daughter’s subtle pleas.
Jill just sighed. “All right then…” Jill then put the ball down and pushed it causing it to roll uncontrollably down the hill, once again gathering snow along the way.
Brook was holding two phones, and recording for both the streams. “You know I thought this was going to be somewhat miserable, but I'm glad to be proven wrong.”
Despite being tired, Jill couldn't help but smile. “Well, at least mom is happy…” She then frowned again as she started walking down the hill. “... But why did it have to involve climbing up and down this hill constantly.”
Brook slowly turned to head towards the obvious ski lift. “Should I tell her?” She then shrugged. “Nah, it's funnier this way.”
(THE END!)