(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
Catherine walked around the crummy circus, a look of other misery on her face. She was wearing a sandwich sign that read Yummies Bank with a picture of her boss on it. “Guh…” She groaned as she continued her pathetic walk as people occasionally looked and laughed at her. “I hate this job so much.” Catherine took a deep breath. “It's okay Catherine. You're getting a half a cent raise for this, Just need to persevere through it and…”
squeak…
The hair on the back of Catherine's neck rose up. “No…” She mumbled, fear in her eyes. Quickly turned around. “PLEASE MER-”
Standing there was not who she suspected…or anywhere close to eye level. Down, a few inches from her feet was a very familiar yellow mouse, Ms. Sniffy. The little critter waved at Catherine, happy to see her.
Catherine just stared at the mouse, her face slowly morphing into a more threatening forum. “YOU!” Catherine raised her foot up over the mouse. “YOU'LL PAY YOU LITTLE PARASITE!”
She stomped her foot down, Sniffy barely dodging it. The mouse itself looked somewhat disappointed. She wanted to say hello and this was the thanks she got. The rodent immediately bolted, saddened she would have to do this routine again.
Catherine threw off her sign “Get back here you little…” she yelled as she pursued, her burning hatred overtaking her desire for half a cent raise.
—
Catherine frantically searched around the park, desperate to find the little vermin. “Where could it have gone?” Catherine sneered.
SQUEAK!
Just then, Catherine heard a familiar sound to the right of her. It seemed to be a small circus tent “Ha!” Catherine yelled out as she immediately ran into the tent. “... Time for you to pa…” She immediately stopped herself as her face went white.
Standing right in front of her was a very familiar and terrifying site.
The horrifying figure was holding five cute little balloons. One was green. The next one was red. The third one was blue. The fourth one was purple, and the last one was gray. All five of them had stupid looking eyes and big toothy grins painted on their rubbery surfaces.
That's not what terrified her however, instead it was the person holding them. The freakishly tall and multi-colored clown staring at her with a cute little smile.
“Umm…” Catherine mumbled as she shook like a massage chair, barely able to get out even a single word.
Squeak stood there as she reached into her cleavage with her free hand, pulling out a hammer.
“Please be gentle…” Catherine mumbled as she closed her eyes.
WHAM!
The clown, unsurprisingly, slammed her big, fucking hammer on top of the wage slaves head, flattening her instantly.
The mad woman slowly lifted her hammer to reveal what became of the useless dweeb. Laying there was a cute little disc with a big smile on its face. It's hair yellow and skin white. The rest of the front of the disc was taken up by flat tits covered by a yellow bra.
Squeaks bent down and grabbed the edge of the disc.
RIP!
Pulling it from the dirt, she turned it around, getting a good view of the disc's yellow panties surrounded by a tutu along with the soles of yellow boots.
The maniac of a performer looked at the cute little thing as a smile grew. It was so nice for her assistant to volunteer to help with one of her shows. She then stuffed it into her cleavage. She was going to have so much fun with it. She then walked out of the tent.
But unbeknownst to her, someone was watching. Someone very small and very fuzzy was peeking into the tent. It looked on with hatred. This rainbow colored freak was going to pay for messing with her buddy.
—
In the main circus tent, Squeaks tied her cute little clown balloons onto her balloon cart. The entire place was empty besides her and her supplies. She smiled at her inanimate objects as she reached into her cleavage and pulled out the yellow disc. This was fantastic, she had a total of six performers she can mess around with for her show. She began stretching the disc in her hands. There was so many humiliating situations she had in store for her dumb little assistan…
squeak…
Squeaks turn her head towards the sound. But there didn't appear to be anyone there. Squeak scratched her head in confusion. She pulled out a sign from her cleavage. It read, “Where did that noise come from?”
squeak…
Squeaks’s head followed the sound and tilted down towards her feet. Standing a few inches from her was a yellow mouse. In fact, it was a very pissed off mouse.
Squeaks tilted her head at the strange mouse, very confused how a pest got into the circus.
The rodent pulled out a sign. “Give me back my buddy or else.”
Squeaks just stared at the mouse in disbelief. After a couple seconds she reached into her cleavage again. Get read “I'm sorry, what?”
The mouse then pointed at the yellow disc in her hand.
Squeaks briefly looked at the disc before turning back to the mouse. The mouse then turned her sign over. It read. “Last warning, if you don't comply this will get messy.”
Squeaks just stared at the confident pest. She then cracked a smile as she shoved the disc into her boobs. She started laughing hysterically. Well, laughing hysterically without the laughing sounds. What an utterly ridiculous proposal by the stupid Minnie mouse wannabe. It was impossible for her to take furry punk seriously.
As the clown continued to uncontrollably laugh at the whole situation, the mouse just sighed. She had to do this the hard way. She then pulled out a hammer and aimed it at the clown's right foot.
WHAM!
The clown instantly froze as the hammer flattened her foot. She stared blankly out as she went into a neutral pose. She pulled out another sign that read. “Hold on, give me a second.” She then ran out of the tent like she was the flash.
Sniffy just stood there awkwardly until the clown returned. She was pulling a highway billboard behind her. She then reached into her cleavage and pulled out a big, black marker. She calmly started writing on it. After about a minute she was done. The sign read. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MOTHERFUCKING! YELLOW FUNGUS BATHING! CHEAP SHOTTING! PARASITE RIDDLE VERMIN!”
She then pulled out a cartoonishly big hammer from her cleavage as she gave the mouse a deathglare. She pulled out another sign with her free hand that simply read. “TIME TO DIE!”
WHAM!
Immediately, our brave hero dodge the hammer as it slammed down upon the ground before bolting out of the tent.
Squeaks, with all of her rage, pulled out another sign that read. “GET BACK HERE!” Before giving pursuit.
—
Sniffy ran into the animal holding tent, Squeaks close behind with her hammer. When the mad clown entered the tent she only saw a bunch of miserable animals in their cages but the rodent was nowhere to be seen. Coward was now hiding.
She pulled out another sign that read “Where are you?” The clown slowly tiptoed around the area, focusing all of her senses to find the pipsqueak.
squeak…
Hearing a sound, the clown turned her head to see Sniffy, who was currently sitting next to a sleeping elephant.
A smile grew upon the sick performer's face. She pulled out a sign that read. “Ha! found you!” She then began running towards the miscreant.
Sniffy had no panic or fear in her eyes. Instead, she turned towards the elephant as she raced her hands up and…
SNAP!
Snap her fingers.
The elephant immediately opened its eyes and was greeted by one of the scariest things an elephant could see. A mouse directly on its trunk.
UUUHHHHEEEEERRRRRRRR!
The elephant screamed out as it jumped backwards and directly towards you know who.
The clown's eyes widened as she saw the enormous elephant booty coming straight towards her. She quickly pulled out a sign that read. “SHHHIII-”
The mass of enormous elephant landed directly on top of the poor clown, squishing her like a bug.
The elephant just laid there for a few seconds as it desperately looked around. To the enormous beast’s belief, Sniffy was nowhere to be seen. The giant came to the conclusion the mouse must've just been a nightmare. The elephant slowly got up and started walking back towards its sleeping spot. Carefully laying down and going back to sleep. While the elephant was getting comfy, the same couldn't be said for Squeaks.
Plastered on the ground where the elephant once sat was a ridiculous multi-colored poster. It was horizontal, facing forward. Its legs were bent in an ankle cross position. It's hands in a position that screamed, ‘desperately trying to stop myself from being flattened by elephant ass.’ Its face was cross-eyed with a painful grimace, and the whole body was stretched out about three times wider, except for the poster's assets, which were now five times their original width. Overall, it was a funny carpet.
Just then, Sniffy walked into view and onto the new mat. Satisfied with her work, she turned towards the poster's face. The poster looked back, its eyes giving off the rage of a thousand suns. Sniffy just waved back at it before running off the poster and out of the tent.
The poster had a few things to think about at the moment, but only for a moment. This wasn't its first trip to the second dimension. It can easily pop back, it just needed a little focu…
SHAM!
The elephant from before, having trouble getting back to sleep, decided to move somewhere else, and unfortunately that area was where the poster was occupying. If posters could grumble it would at this very moment. This was going to take a lot more focus.
—
The psychotic clown desperately searched around, trying to find her mouse adversary. Unfortunately for her, being under an elephant for an hour makes it hard to keep track of a tennis ball sized rodent. The clown stopped by a ticket booth, arms folded and pouting. She pulled out a sign that read. “I've looked everywhere, where the hell is that parasite?”
Meanwhile, a tiny figure stood on top of the said ticket booth. It looked down upon her colorful chaser, a cute smile on her face.
Squeaks pulled out another sign. “It doesn't matter.” She then turned the sign around to reveal more text. “She wants my assistant. I just need to wait for it to come to m…”
BONK!
Suddenly, a bowling ball smashed down upon her. The force of the hit squished down her body slightly, going from 6 ft to 5 ft in an instant, Her head sunken into her chest. While most of her body shrunk down, her boobs and ass grew from the pressure of the hit.
The clown just stood there dazed as the bowling ball rolled off her head. The clown reached into a cleavage and pulled out another sign. It read. “ouc…”
WHAM!
Another object slammed into the clown's head. This time an old CRT TV. The force of it squished the clown's body even more, now being only 3 ft tall, her ass and boobs even bigger.
The TV slid off her noggin. Squeaks stood there in her short form for a few seconds before reaching into her cleavage again, heavily struggling this time. She pulled out a sign that read. “Five more minutes Mom…”
SLAM!
The last object fell upon her, this time a kitchen sink, crushing her body completely flat. Only a tiny bit of the former clown was peeking from underneath the sink.
Sniffy jumped down onto the ground beside the sink. She wiped her hands with a smug smile on her face.
WOBBLE!
The sink started jittering a bit. Sniffy looked towards the ground and noticed the mushed up goop was slowly sliding out from beneath the appliance. It only took about 30 seconds for it to slither out pathetically.
Laying there was a white and rainbows mat about 6 ft in diameter. Because of the pressure of the squishing, most of the surface was taken up by flat breasts on the front and a square ass on the other. The only other detail besides the rainbow clothes was a pair of goofy eyes in the center still spinning around.
The mouse started laughing at the pathetic thing the clown was made into. Barely being able to control herself.
The eyes of the mat focused, going from confused to furious.
POP!
The mat suddenly raised as two feet popped out from the bottom of it. The mat turned towards the mouse.
The mouse immediately stopped laughing. She just stared at it. Then immediately began laughing again.
The mat with legs shook in rage. It immediately bolted at the mouse as quickly as its stubby legs could.
The mouse in turn, ran away, still laughing at the pathetic site and trying her best to keep her balance as the pathetic mat pursued.
—
Sniffy had lost her pathetic adversary with the pathetic mat nowhere in sight. The rodent caught its breath. “Okay…” The mouse thought. “...This has been fun but no more joking around.”
Meanwhile, the now three dimensional Squeaks was frantically looking around, stopping by a concession stand. Gone was her facade of the happy and calm clown, now being replaced with a clown of pure rage. She pulled out another sign. “When I get my hands on that little killjoy, I'm going to rip it apart adam by adam.” She pulled out another sign, her face growing a sadistic smile as her left eye twitched. “It will be a show I will only be able to show on the dark web.” The clown began to silently tackle to herself, just fantasizing about the pain she was going to inflict. It was all going to make the chase worth…
SUCK!
Without warning, a tube from above sucked in the mad clown's head. The mad performer was completely stunned as she confusingly grabbed the hose. She desperately tried to pry it off but…
SUCK!
The hose gobbled up more of the insane clown’s body. This time pulling in everything up to her massive butt, sucking in her arms as well. The pathetic legs could only desperately kick around as they attempted to delay the inevitable.
SUCK!
Everything but the clown’s comically sized feet was currently in the hose but that would not be for long.
SUCK!
Finally the last of the Squeaks was sucked into the hose. The giant lump containing the clown slowly traveled up through the tube until reaching the containment unit of the vacuum cleaner that was on top of the concession stand.
Standing next to the vacuum cleaner was a very smug rodent. “I love this thing?” She thought as she watched the vacuum cleaner wiggle around a bit, the clown desperate to escape. The mouse paid her no mind as she went to the vacuum cleaner options and pressed her favorite button, compression.
CHATTER!
The machine danced around wildly as it did its work. The sound of squished clown ringing loudly in the air. After the 20 second mark, the machine went silent and still. After another few seconds of silence, something popped out.
Landing beside the Sniffy was a cute little ball, about the size of her. The ball was rainbow colored, with the exception of a big patch of white that looked like cleavage.
The pathetic ball started wiggling about, attempting to free itself. Unfortunately for the object, the mysterious pest had dealt with something like this many times. She had some furniture polisher ready and sprayed the ball.
CREEK!
The ball fell silent again, now trapped in its embarrassing shape. “There you go, nice and still.” The mouse thought as she reached into the ball cleavage. “Now then, let's help my friend.”
PLOP!
To the mouse's surprise, what she pulled out wasn't little. Instead, the yellow, clown disk was the same size as it was when it was shoved into the clown's cleavage. Sniffy looked back at the clown ball. “Must be bigger inside there than I thought.” She then turned back towards the disk in her hand. “Well, glad to see you're all right.” She thought as she looked at the disc's frozen, happy face. “I guess I can pop you back now…” She then stopped herself. “... Oh yeah…” She thought as she put the disc down on the roof face up. “... If I pop you back you'll just start chasing me again.” Sniffy then began pondering. “... So I need to think about this carefully.”
—
(The next day)
Nina was ready for another day at work. And hopefully another day of seeing Catherine get squished on the job. As she got closer to the entrance, she saw a weird sight but for her a pleasant one.
There were five suspicious, smiling, clown balloons tied to a bench next to the entrance. Nina walked up, and looked puzzled at them. Something then clicked. “Oh…” She mumbled, realizing what the balloons were. “... The boss is going to love th…”
Something else then caught her eye. On the bench, there was a cute, little, yellow clown disk with a cute, little, rainbow stress ball next to it.
This took her even less time to realize what the disc was. “Nice to see you're early for work for once.” She joked. Being an object, it of course, said nothing. She then started flipping it over to get a view of its cute little butt. “Huh?” She noticed a piece of paper. It's simply read. “Pls restore.”
Nina had a good chuckle knowing exactly who it was. She flipped the disc back over. “I guess I can do that.” But instead, she shoved the disc under her left arm. “But that's for later, I've got work to do and I'll need a good seat cushion.” She then grabbed the balloons. “It was nice of the little pipsqueak to give us some silly balloons.” She then began walking inside. Of course, she was going to return them to normal eventually, but might as well make use of them for a bit. Especially with her boss's weird obsession with the gray one. “Just got to pump them up and they’ll make great advertisement balloons for the week.”
The one object she didn't pick up, and quite frankly, she didn't really notice was the cute little stress ball. Looks like someone else was going to get that free souvenir.
(The end)