(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
In a lovely office on the fiftieth floor of a high rise in Whampolis, a women was typing on her computer. She was of latino descent, her white shirt and orange skirt complimented her short orange and tan skin. Her thick glasses did a good job hiding her worried expression as she looked at her screen.
It showed a blog post. The headline read. “Milly Rose, underground mob boss.” The story talked about various deals and corrupt connections the philantfist Milly Rose has accumulated over the years.
“Why does she have to be this brave?” She thought to herself as she closed the laptop. “ Or more accurately, this fame hungry.”
Suddenly, the door to the office swung open. “Lucía!” A familiar and soothing voice yelled out.
Turning her head, Lucía got a good look at the source of the voice. Standing there was a gorgeous woman of Indian descent. She wore a light blue business suit that hugged her body. This accentuated her enormous ass and tits something fierce. Her single ponytail was long, going down to her waist. She looked at Lucía, a smug smile on her face.
“The story is ripping the town a part…” The woman said as she walked into the office with confidence. “... Everyone now knows the name of Jaya, the greatest journalist who ever lived.”
It took everything in Lucía's body to not be distracted by the sexy way Jaya walked and concentrated on the real issue. “You do realize what you just did?”
Jaya just flexed in front of her subordinate. “What? put a target on myself?”
“Jaya, this is serious...’” Lucía mumbled as she started sweating profusely. “... Rose will have your head on a pike for-”
Jaya then padded Lucía on the head. This instantly calmed the secretary down like a dog. “Don't worry Lucía.” Jaya said with a smug smile “You know me. You think anyone can take me down?” Jaya pointed to the sky. “I'm Jaya! The greatest journalist the world has ever known.”
“I thought you were a blogger?” Lucía responded with a confused look.
Without warning, Jaya kicked Lucía's desk causing it to shake. The blogger looked down upon her little employee “What those rich cats call bloggers, I call a journalist with integrity and not connected to a multimedia empire.”
“That doesn't address the main topic sir…” Lucía interjected. “... She's gonna be after you after this.”
Jaya just shrugged. “Bigger people have come after me and failed.” She then began walking to her office. “ I'll be fine, you just worry about writing the technology column on our blog. Everyone's really eating up the Switch 2 analysis.” She then opened the door. Before going in she turned back towards the worried assistant. “ It will be fine, don't worry.” She then closed the door behind her, leaving the assistant blogger by herself.
“Damnit Jaya…” She cursed to herself. “... Why did you have to put all your points into being confident and sexy, and have you dumps Stat be caution.” She took a deep breath. “ I gotta work extra hard now.”
—
Over the streets of the moonlit city, a horrific terror of the night looked on from above. She was wearing a one-piece black latex suit with a boob hole along with a white coat and sunglasses. Her mouth had a cigarette in it which complimented her bright red lips nicely. Her smooth, long, black hair went down to her succulent booty which was only matched by her plump chest. The hair on her pasty, white skin stood up from the cold wind passing by her.
She crouched down and pointed her sniper rifle towards the streets, patiently waiting for her prey.
Walking out of one of the stores was her target. “That's stupid cashier…” Jaya mumbled to herself as she carried two heavy bags. “... What do you mean I don't get a hero discount? I broke the story on Rose. I should be getting stuff FOR FREE!”
The sniper looked down at her target with disinterest. “What a whiny bitch.” She said under her breath as she lined up her sights. “Doing the world a favor by getting rid of this Kare-AH!”
Unexpectedly, her rifle was knocked out of her hand. “What the-” Turning to the side of her she saw a figure crouch sitting a few feet away from her.
The figure was in a white jumpsuit with so many orange belts tied around her body you would think she was a final fantasy character. Her hair was spiky and messed up and she was wearing orange goggles.
The most striking thing about this weird clown-like figure was that they were wielding a hammer. This wasn't some normal cartoon hammer but looked somewhat high tech with a bunch of gears and knobs attached to. It was also pretty big, with the mallet section being almost as big as she was.
She held the thing over her shoulder as she wore a sinister smile. “Hello, Play-Doh.”
Immediately, the assassin pulled out a gun from her trench coat. “What dumb ass freak are you? Are you one of those two hundred elastic female clowns?”
The strange figure giggled. “No…” She stood up. “... my power is more technologi-”
BANG!
The assassin, tired of her shit, fired on the goofy heroine. “Take your stupid gimmick to the gra-”
WHAM!
In what seemed like lighting speed, the hero slammed her hammer down crushing the would-be assassin.
“So inpatient…” She said with a slight frown. “... You could have at least waited until I told you my name.”
She lifted the hammer up revealing what became of the killer. Laying there was a perfect assassin poster. Its arms were spread out, its legs went straight down, its face was stuck in a painful grimace that had eyes looking in the opposite directions. Most noticeable part about it was that its boobs, and ass which had its circumference spread five times its original size. The thing looked just like the assassin, except with none of the dignity and even more slutty looking.
The heroine put down her hammer, bent down and pinched the top of the poster. “My superhero name is Megahammer by the way.”
RIP!
She peeled the pathetic thing off the roof and brought it to her eye level. “Don't worry, I'll puff you back up.” She said with a sinister smile, which did not give the poster much comfort.
She kissed the poster on the lips and started blowing and blowing until…
POP!
The assassin was in the third dimension again. “ There you go, are you feeling better?” Megahammer asked jokingly.
“Blrrrrrrr...” The assassin meekly responded as her mouth was agape, and her eyes were spinning
“It looks like you need a bit more air.” She then took a deep breath and blew again.
FLOMP!
The meek assassin's body instantly puffed up to thirty times its original size. She was nearly as big as the building they were on. She was so big her clothes ripped off her poofy body except for her polka dot heart panties and bra which could barely contain her body. Her lips were massive, almost looking like a comfy bed, her eyes bulged out to ridiculous proportions and her cheeks were just as bloated. Her tummy was quite round, giving her body almost an oval shape, her hands and feet were barely sticking out of her body, and her ass and boobs rivaled the main body in terms of size. She looked like a bunch of round balloons smushed together.
Megahammer looked up at the balloon. “Okay, maybe that was a little bit too much air.” She then let go of the blimp's gigantic lips.
WHEEZE!
All the air instantly left the assassin's body as she flew around like a deflating balloon. Megahammer patiently waited as all the air started to leave the poor woman's body until…
SMACK!
She fell down upon the roof, back to normal, but not in good shape. For one thing, she was still in her heart dotted panties and bra. For another, she seemed completely out of it, her eyes spinning, tongue out, and drooling. She was laying down with a face on the ground and her ass pointing to the sky.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Megahammer said with disappointment as she walked towards the assassin, mainly towards her large panty covered butt. “... I thought I was going to have fun today with a worthy opponent.” She then grabbed the back of the villain's panties. “Well, I can at least have fun with this next part.”
WEDGIE!
She pulled upon the panties, stretching them out as she walked further away from her
The jolt from the wedgie woke up the assassin. “Wait, what the…” The assassin then saw it. Her underwear had been stretched a good twenty feet by the insane mad woman that had been torturing her for the past ten minutes. Her eyes glowed with fear. “WAIT!” She screamed in terror. “I SURRENDER! I SURREND-!”
SNAP!
WHAM!
Megahammer let go of the panties, causing them to snap back. The edge of the back of the panties snapped onto the assassin's face. The force caused her to spin in the air for a few seconds before coming to a stop. Landing on the roof was a perfectly spherical white and red heart covered ball. The pathetic thing dribbled on the ground for a bit before coming to a stop.
“Wow, it worked…” The crazed hero shouted as she picked up her hammer. “... That's the first time I tried that technique on a person.” She ran over to the ball. It was still pathetically wriggling around. “...Ahh, that's adorable.” She said before putting her foot on the ball. “Now then, you're going to stop wiggling around and I'm gonna explain my special hammer to you...” Her smile then became more evil. “...or we can have more fun if you don't want to know.”
The ball instantly stopped wiggling and behaved itself.
“Good.” She said as she spun her hammer around. “... You may think this hammer is only good for squishing, but it has another special ability.” She took her foot off the ball. “You see, there are few people in this world who have the special ability to punch things into objects…” She then readied her hammer like she was gonna play croquet, which she sort of was. “I made this hammer to mimic this ability.” She then raced her hammer up as it started glowing orange. “Let me show you.”
POW!
Megahammer slammed her hammer into the ball, sending it flying through the air and straight towards a billboard.
—
“What the hell is all that ruckus?” Jaya thought to herself as she looked around. “I swear the cars in this town always seemed like they're about the fall apa-”
SLAM!
A slamming sound rang from above as she looked up. She saw the billboard above her wiggle and cracking. a bit. “The hell?”
POP!
Something popped off the billboard and went flying.
SLAM!
The strange object landed on the other side of the road. Jaya squinted at the object because it was kind of hard to see at night but it appeared to be a white sofa with heart shape pathering on it. All of this just confused her. “What the hell was that all abo-”
WHAM!
—
Without warning, the Billboard fell down upon the sidewalk. Megahammer’s smug smile instantly dissipated, and she realized what just happened. “Oh no…” she mumbled to herself as her eyes went wide. She jumped off the roof landing on the sofa. She bounced off it before running across the street towards the billboard.
“SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” She screamed as she put the edge of our hammer on the edge of the fallen billboard. With the hammers' increasing her strength, she was able to pry it off the pavement and flip it off its victim, causing it to lean on the buildings behind it.
The screw up got a good look at her fuck up. Plastered on the sidewalk and road was a thin blue and brown shape. The top and bottom consisted of two circles each. The front was a massive pair of tits that was 6 feet in diameter the backside was a booty that was 8 feet in diameter as well. The middle also had two circles, but they were cartoonish wild take eyes that we're looking in the opposite direction of each other.m. The mouth was in a derby smile with its tongue hanging out and resting on the breast areas. One thing Megahammer could obviously tell is that this flattening really hurt.
“Oh, hi Ms. Jaya…” She said with a heavy amount of regret. “Sorry about that. It was the only way to take care of the assassin.” She then pointed to the normal sofa on the other side of the road. “... She was gunning for you, but I saved you.”
The massive sticker on the ground said nothing, because it was a sticker.
Megahammer then bent down to try and peel the civilian off the pavement. “Let me just fix you-”
But when she touched the pathetic thing she came to a horrific realization. It felt like metal. “Oh no.” She thought as her eyes went wide. She slowly turned back towards the sheet, sweat coming down her face. “A bit of an oopsie.” She said as she lifted her hammer. “You see, my hammer can turn things into objects for a period of time and apparently that counted as being hit by my hammer, because my hammer caused that to happen.”
The superheroine could already tell that the flattened mess was wishing death upon her.
Megahammer tried to calm the victim. “It's only for a specific duration.” She then pulled the setting of the hammer up. “I set it pretty low. For about a-” Her eyes then went into her panic again. “On…e mon…th.”
While the metal sheet could not yell or emote. She could just feel the rage coming from it on instinct alone.
Megahammer turned away from the sheet as she started to really panic. “What am I gonna do?” She thought. “Not only is she trapped like that for a month, but she's now a sitting duck for Milly Rose.” The panic started really filling her heart. “What am I gonna do? What am I gonna-”
She then started staring at the broken billboard. An idea came into her head, an idea that Jaya would most surely choose death over but it was the only way. “I'm so sorry…”
—
(A week later)
Lucía was on a random rooftop writing something on her computer. Because of the incident last week, she had to take double duty writing for the blog. It was hard work, but considering her fuck up last week it's probably something she deserves.
She was currently sitting on a white couch with hearts on it. It was extremely comfy and helped her writing immensely. She was almost sad that she would have to deliver it to prison in a few weeks. It was just so magnificent to sit on. Unfortunately, it couldn't offset the shame that was right above her.
Plastered on the fixed billboard was an advertisement for their blog. Weirdly enough, it was a somewhat squished and distorted image of the site's namesake, Jaya. The upper half of it was taken up by a ginormous ass with the words, “Jaya truth report.” with the site address written below it. “Jayatruthreport.com”
The boobs at the bottom had, “Where the real journalistic integrity is.”
Then, on the face section, there was a speech bubble that read. “We're not afraid to show our silly side.
Lucía sighed in defeat. “Hopefully, this at least keeps her safe for a month.” She thought to herself before turning back to her laptop. “I also hope everyone buys that she ‘have to go into hiding for a month.’ story for the time being.” She then rubbed her head. “At least she doesn't know I'm Megahammer, that would cause a lot more issues when she got back up.” She then leaned back on the sofa. “Hopefully, I can make it up to her.”
(The End)