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

A broken down and disheveled bus rolled in front of a factory. A single person walked out. This person was about 6 ft tall. She had long black hair, a black tank top that covered her boobs well and a short black skirt that hugged her ass, something fierce.

“Come on students!” She shouted into the bus. “It's time for our splendid field trip.”

The passive aggressive sighs came out from the bus as a bunch of college students walked out. All of them look like they would rather be anywhere else but here. 

“Why are we doing this Mrs. Burke?” One student asked.

Mrs. Burke just smiled. “To help with your studying in history.”

“This is a paper factory!” Another student yelled out. 

Burke gave them all a look. “Look, we have one mandatory field trip a year and we don't have the money to go anywhere fancy.” She then crossed her arms. “Either here or more homework.”

Everyone groad…well except for one 20 year old. It was hard to see considering that she was only 4.11. She was Asian with long black hair, a cute pink sweater and blue jeans. She had a cute little smile but otherwise stayed silent. 

“Alright kids, let's start the tour.” The teacher said as she pointed towards the entrance. 

All but one of the kids grumbled as they walked towards the start of their very boring day. 

—

(In the factory) 

Everyone looked at the random conveyor belts carrying pulp to be mushing up and flattening into wood. The crushing was done by using giant pistons that looked way too powerful to simply be mashing wood. It seems like equipment that was more akin to crushing metal

Most of the students at this point were daydreaming or playing on their phones. Even Mrs. Burke wasn't bothering to tell the kids any information because she was, you know, a history teacher, not a paper scientist. What would she know about making paper? She was so unfocused she didn't know someone had left the group. 

Unbeknownst to them or anyone else working at the factory, the girl from earlier, Aryanna, had made her way to the entrances of one of the machines. There was something different about her. It was hard to tell, but it may have had to do with the fact that she had no clothes on.

“Finally alone.” Aryanna giggled as she rubbed her body; already getting turned on by just thinking about her plan.

She looked at what was in front of her. Two giant rollers that led into the machine in front of her. The mysterious woman licked her lips. She slowly tilted her head in. “Time for pure Bliss…”

SQUISH! 

The rollers pulled in the messed up girl super slowly. Faint moaning could be heard as her head disappeared into it. Next was her naked breasts that squeaked like squeaky, rubber balls as they entered the machine next. The pleasure was overwhelming as her booty and legs shook with excitement. Because of how fat her ass was it took much longer for the machine to finally wish it into itself. Finally, her legs disappeared into the machine much more quickly than her fat booty.

The machine loudly rumbled for a couple of minutes before something started sliding out onto the conveyor belt. It was a naked female poster facing down on the hard metal surface. It was about 6 ft in length which was impressive considering its legs were slightly squatted into its body and its hands were also bent to the side and then up. 

It faintly moaned as it was pulled along. It was an absolute bliss and luckily for the poster, it's journey was not done yet.

—

(Meanwhile) 

“Come on kids…” Burke said with some disinterest. “...We got to watch the process happen fully at least once and then we can go home.

All the kids grumbled as they walked up towards the conveyor belt and joined her to watch the boring process. But then something unexpected happened. 

A weird piece of pulp rolled in. Scratch that, it wasn't pulp but it seemed like a poster of a naked woman. Everyone looked absolutely confused as to what it was doing there and why it looked so life-like. If they didn't know any better they could have sworn it almost look like a pers-

WHAM! 

One of the heavy pistons slammed into the poster. The force of it slightly spreading it out. 

WHAM!

And then another piston slammed down upon the poor thing.

WHAM!

And another

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAM!

Everyone was completely hypnotized by the absolute brutal beating the poster was getting from the pistons. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. After about a few minutes the piston stopped and the poster was no more. It was replaced by a very odd looking rectangular sheet of paper about the size of a blanket for a king size bed. 

Everyone watched in complete amazement as the sheet came to the end of its ride as it slowly fell down the conveyor belt and flopped to the floor.

Everyone just stared awkwardly in silence at it for what felt like an eternity. 

“Mrs. Burke…” One of the students finally piped up. “... Can we go home now?”

Burke quickly turned towards her student. “Yes, most definitely.” She then turned her head towards the exit. “Go on ahead students, I'll meet up with you in a second.”

With those words, all of the students ran straight towards the exit like they were the flash or roadrunner; all of them being grateful that this weird day was finally over.

Burke however, just stood there as she slowly turned back towards the blanket. She crept up towards the thing and bent down picking it up from one of its edges. She slowly lifted it up and was met with a surprise. She was greeted with a dumb, cross-eyed, smiling, horny face and ginormous flat breasts making up the majority of the bottom side's surface. 

The realization hit her, this was one of her students. She immediately dropped the blanket out of shock. Her face went red as she poked the blanket with her shoe, it didn't seem to be moving. Gaining her composure, she bent down and picked it up again. 

She gave the bottom side a good look before taking a deep breath. “This is Aryanna, the cute, short one of my class.” The teacher thought to herself as she continued to examine the blanket. She looked at the poster dead in the eyes. A strange feeling came over her. Incredibly, irresponsible but irresistible feeling “... You look kind of cute there.” 

The blanket immediately wiggled in response. 

Instantly, an idea popped into the teacher's head. “Miss blanket…” She said playfully. “... How would you feel joining me at my house for some extra credit work?”

The blanket immediately turns red as it wiggle around like crazy. 

Burke gave an evil grin. “Alrighty then.” She said as she casually started folding up her student. It was slightly harder to do than most blankets considering it kept wiggling around. “Stop it!” The teacher yelled. “If you keep wiggling while I'm doing this you won't get a chance to do extra credit with me.” 

The blanket immediately stopped like the good little object it was. 

“Very good!” Burke said as she continued folding up the perfectly still blanket. When she was done the blanket had been reduced to the size of a 3x3-in square. “There you go.” She said in triumph. She then put the square into her back pocket. “When we get home you're going to have a fun study session.” She said as she gave her ass a good slap before walking towards the door. “Glad to see you at least enjoyed my little trip.”

(The end)