(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)
It was convention time again, more specifically the streaming convention. Which means the two usual suspects were there.
“Why the hell do I have to be here with you?” Jill grumbled as she stomped her feet. She was wearing a Bayonetta cosplay
“This wasn't my fucking idea.” Trinity grumbled back as she grinded her teeth. She was wearing a Morrigan cosplay.
“Oh come on now…” Emi, wearing a Leia cosplay, interjected with a happy smile on her face. “... This is where you two first met.”
“And my life has gone downhill ever since.” Jill whined back as she crossed her arms.
“I can't believe I'm agreeing with you on something.” Trinity added.
“I've never been to a convention before.” Joy yelled out in excitement, ignoring the negativity around her. She was dressed up as… nothing because she couldn't afford a costume. “It's so colorful and lively.”
“This stinks…” Bong-Cha, who was in front of the group, pouted. Her cosplay was minimal. Pikachu ears and red dots on her cheeks. “...This place smells like death.”
“I have a meaning to ask about that…” Emi interjected.
“The rancid smell?” Cha asked.
“No…” Emi continued. “... Why are you here and not Brook and that muscle lady? They usually accompany Jill and Trinity on stuff like this”
“Yeah.” Trinity stated “They should have come with Jill, Joy and Cha. In fact, Grace said she wanted to come along too.”
“Jesse…” Cha grumbled.
The two toy tinkers turned towards Cha. “What?” They asked in unison.
Joy looked at Emi and Trinity awkwardly. “Well, my mom heard about what we were gonna do, and she did not like the idea.”
“Yeah, it's a shame they got them.” Jill interjected. “Shame Grace had to come along with them as well. Honestly, you're very lucky that you chose to come early and ask them to pick us up.”
Emi and Trinity turned towards Jill. “What do you mean they got them?”
Jill and Joy stood there awkwardly, a sense of appending dread filled Emi and Trinity.
“You'll find out when we go back in two days.” Cha interrupted.
Putting the terrifying speculation of what they were talking about to the back of her mind for a second, Trinity turned towards Cha again. “So if you don't like it here, why did you come?”
Cha turned her head towards Trinity, her stare looking like it could kill an elephant. “A favor…”
Trinity started sweating slightly. “ A favor to do what?”
Cha cracked her knuckles. “To keep you and Jill from playing your games.”
Trinity started shaking.
Cha grinded her teeth. “If you touch one hair on her head, you are getting a straight up one month punch.” Her threatening aurora only grew. “You got that, bluey?”
Trinity just simply nodded.
“Good!” Cha then turned around. “Now, Let us get these uneventful two days over with.”
Emi turned towards her friend who was still absolutely terrified. “I guess we will talk to them again when we get home.”
Jill and Joy just continue moving on like nothing happened. “She may be terrifying, but you eventually get used to it.” Joy said in a joyous tone.
“You really become numb to this after you spend years with this woman.” Jill added as she walked along. “You're lucky after a few months of nothing flattening us, I don't feel the need to start shit with you. So let's play nice.”
Trinity, still shaken, slowly tilted her head up and down in agreement.
“We'll do some small collab streams…” Jill continued. “... I just want to explore the place for a bit.” Jill then walked away.
Trinity was still somewhat speechless.
Emi just ponded to herself. “Seriously, what did they mean by 'got them’?”
—
(somewhere else at the convention)
“And there you go.” A woman sitting at a panel said as she handed 2 signed video game cases with the title of Night Age at the two people in front of her with the names Gushy and Plushy written on them. “Enjoy your one of the kind copies.”
The developer had short black hair and pink headphones. Her baggy blue hoodie fit on her body snuggly along with a pink skirt, and blue shorts. Her black socks went to her knees going down through her pink Crocs shoes. Her most distinct feature was her eyes with her left one being blue, and her right one being red.
“Thank you!” Gushy screamed as she hugged her copy. “I love the world you created.”
“So deep and compelling.” Plushy yelled out as she held up her copy with a big smile on her face. “A great commentary on videogames and what they mean to people.”
“Yes, yes, I’ve heard it all before…” The woman sitting at the table just nodded. “... but your praise means a lot to me.”
Both the spoiled womenchilds jumped up and down. “Can't wait to do our seventeenth playthrough.” Gushy gushed.
The two began walking away. “I wonder what new lore we’ll find in this playthrough.” As they left the line, the last person in line walked up.
The game designer looked up at this person. They had short brown hair, a black shirt and skirt with rose pattering on it and gray boots. “Hello Minako…” The nervous dork said as she handed the developer her copy of Night Age. “...It is an honor to finally meet you.”
“Not a problem…” Minako smiled as she signed the game copy. “... Always up to give love to one of my adoring fans of my beautiful masterpiece.” She handed the copy back to emily.
Emily shoved it in her pocket. “Thank you so much.” She said with glee, with a big smile on her face. “... I can't wait for the sequel.”
Minako smiled as she looked around the convention floor. “Your praise as always, appreciate it.” She then stopped herself. Her eyes widened. She saw someone. The worst person for her to possibly see at this very moment. A person wearing a Morrigan cosplay with four other people. “Is that…Trinity!?” She screamed as she gritted her teeth. “What is she doing here?” She shook with uncontrollable rage.
Emily quickly turned around and saw Trinity. “Ooh that funny streamer.” Emily responded with a giggle. “Her stuff is fantas-”
WHAM!
In the blink of an eye, a hammer came down upon the poor gamer. “YOU DARE!” Minako screamed, as she lifted the giant hammer she brought down upon the fool who insulted her game. “You dare compliment that charlatan?!”
Down on the convention floor, was a cute little brown, red, black and white flesh tone pancake. The head side of this newly minted coin had brown hair in the center. The former fan's face was completely shoved into the breasts. Said breasts took up ⅔ of the top side with the head taking up the rest, along with the former person's skirt making up the other rim.
Minako casually walked over the shocked object and bent down.
RIPPPP!
She peeled it off the floor before flipping it over and getting a good view of the disc's black panties.
“I will not tolerate one of her fans at my panel.” Minako screamed before slamming the pathetic thing onto the table. She pulled out a pen and started writing upon the disc's booty, giving it a nice autograph. The disc squirmed throughout the entire process. Minako then stomped towards her seat and grabbed a piece of paper. She wrote on it. “Free, one of a kind autocraft on special paper. Only one in existence.” She then put the paper next to her new disc.
“That's stupid bitch…” Minako pouted. “... I HATE THEM SO MUCH!” She slammed her fist upon the freshly made disc causing it to squirm. She lifted up her fist and took a deep breath. “It was all sunshines and rainbows before her. Every reviewer, every streamer, everyone who played my fantastic game found it a masterpiece, until she gave my game an five out of ten. She's inspired a bunch of other untalented hipsters to spew the same garbage opinion.” Minako took a deep breath. “Remember therapy. breathe in and out. In and out”
Minako for most of her life was a chipper girl but that one review caused her to go into a mental spiral she never fully recovered from. Her rage was overwhelming as she continued to watch her mortal enemy walking along like she wasn't responsible for her anger management problems. “That bitch should suffer.” A smile then grew on her face. “In fact, I can bring her some much deserved karma HE HE HE!”
—
(Later)
“OH MY GOD!” Joy yelled out as she looked upon a sign hanging from an entryway. “Custom toy section!”
Next to her was a very happy Emi. “It's like a dream come true.”
A less than excited Jill and Trinity looked on at the other two's excitement.
“Do you girls really want to waste your time with this?” Trinity asked, her arms crossed. “Haven't we already got enough merchandise?”
“No!” Emi screamed out and she ran into the store.
“Wait for me.” Joy yelled running close behind her.
Jill and Trinity shook their heads.
“Why does Joy always have to act like a child?” Jill groaned. “Why can't she be a normal adult and play Nintendo games?”
“Emi is usually far more mature, but I guess she has a soft spot for toys.” Trinity added. “She wants to buy everything at this convention.”
Both of them turned around. There they saw Cha sleeping on a convention bench, next to a bunch of bags filled with merchandise.
“It's a good thing that pink hair brute is good for something besides punching.” Trinity said as she turned to Jill. “Where does she get this money anyway?”
“I have no idea.” Jill said with a shrug. “I've never seen her working at a job.”
Both of them then turned back to the custom toy shop. “I guess we're doing this?” Trinity asked.
Jill then pulled out a pink credit card. “It's not like we're paying for it.”
As the two streamers walked in, a curious girl watched from behind a potted plant. “You want toys?” Minako snickered with an evil smile. “ I'll give you all the toys you want.”
—
(A little bit later)
Emi and Joy walked around the massive toy shop, carrying a bunch of assorted bags filled with a bunch of merchandise.
“That pink haired lady is loaded.” Emi said as she carried the bags along. “We bought so much but barely dented her bank account.”
“I'm honestly shocked she had this much money.” Joy said as she began pondering to herself. “I need to ask her what her job is.”
“Okay, I think this should be enough.” Emi said as she turned towards the exit. “Let's check out these things and head on ba-”
“OMG!” Joy suddenly shouted out as something wonderful caught her eye.
It was a door shaped like a rainbow with bright colors and a few plush animals tied to it. What caught her eye the most was a sign on the top of it that read, “Free merchandise for streamers.”
The two of them came towards the entrance. Emi's eyes lit up. “Oooooh!” Her face turns into a wide grin. “Free stuff!”
“Wait…” Joy stopped Emi. “... We're not technically streamers. We probably should get Trinity and my sister before we go i-”
“Don't don't worry about that.” Emi said as she grabbed Joy's arm. “I'm the best friend to a streamer and your sister to a streamer, so that's close enough.”
“Already then…” Joy said with a smile. “Let's see what they have.”
Both of them walked into it, oblivious to the danger they just put themselves in. The room was quite dark and empty.
“Hello?” Joy mumbled. “If you don't mind us asking, where's the free merchandi-”
SLAM!
The entrance behind both of them slammed closed.
“What the-”
WHAM!
A piston slammed down upon both the poor, unsuspecting women squishing them down in the process. The pistons laid there for a few seconds before slowly rising, revealing their handiwork.
There were two distinct shapes lying there. On the left was a black, pink, white flesh tone and blue square mat. In the center of it was a confused face with spinning eyes. A former woman's breasts and ass making up most of the surface around it.
Joy did not come out much better. She was flattened into more of a four leaf clover shape with her boobs and butt making up the ‘leafs’ and a face looking extremely confused in the center.
The two confused mats just laid there, hardly able to think after their heavy experience.
BZZZZZZZ!
A terrifying sound filled the room. The square mat looked up and saw a few saw blades come down upon it. The mat started shaking in fear as it tried to get away from the inedible.
Meanwhile, the clover looked up and saw a simple tube come down towards its mouth. This may not seem nearly as bad as buzzsaws, but this mat was panicking as much as the square one as the tube went into its mouth. The two mats could do nothing but accept the inevitable…
SLASH!
SLASH!
SLASH!
PUMP!
PUMP!
PUMP!
—
Minako waited outside the machine with a shit eating grin. “YES! YEEEEEEEEES!” She screamed as the machine really started going. The cries of painful mumbling sounding like music to her.
After about a minute straight, the machine stopped. Minako waited patiently as the back door of the machine opened and the conveyor belt started moving.
“Finally…” Minako giggled as she rubbed her hands together. “... After all these years, vengeance. will be-”
However, before she could fully savor her revenge, she got a good look at the objects that the machine made.
One was a pink container with her company logo on, T.T, for Tech Tinkerers. The name for the actual product read “Emi Blocks” the picture below showed a chibi looking face of Emi giving the peace sign and a picture of the actual product, a bunch of pink, white flesh tone, black and blue blocks stacked together in a variety of shapes.
The next thing that came out had a bit of trouble squeezing out the entrance, but when it finally did, it showed a quite comfortable sight. A blue and brown bean bag chair with some interesting assets. Mainly boobie leg rests and a massive ass headrest. The main sitting area had a face plastered on it that was frozen in a confused, cross eyed expression. Lastly, the T.T logo on one of the ass cheeks
Minako's joy instantly disappeared, as she got a sight of the two things, and one thing was made clear.
“Neither of you are Trinity.” The mad game developer screamed out. She pulled her head closer to the objects. “Where is she?”
The objects said nothing because they were objects.
Minako pouted to herself. “Damnit!” She groaned.
PLOP!
She sat down upon the beanbag chair feeling defeated. “I got the wrong prey.” She mumbled as she grabbed the knock off lego set and opened it, seeing all the multicolored pieces. “It's okay Minako…” She mumbled to herself as she started stacking the blocks together. “...There's still plenty of opportunities to get her.”
—
(30 minutes later)
“Where the hell are they?” Trinity asked as she stood at the center of the store with Jill, scratching her head.
“Goddammit!” Jill groaned, realizing what must have happened. “They probably got squished by something.”
Trinity looked at Jill with some confusion. “That wouldn't really hinder us finding them.” She said as she continued looking around. “Emi knows how to reform, so she wouldn't be stuck for long.”
“Probably shoved into a bottle or something.” Jill responded as she started looking on the shelves. “Just look for anything Emi and Joy colored.”
As the two were searching, two pairs of eyes poked out of a large pile of body pillows. “ Oh you'll find them all right.”
—
(slightly later)
“Joy!” Jill yelled out as she continued searching around the toy shop, checking every nook and cranny. “Why is this place structured like a maz-” She then stopped herself, as she saw something.
Turning her head, she saw a big, blue, comfy bean bag chair. Jill just stared at it in silence. “Okay, how the fuck did this happen?”
The bean bag chair said nothing because it was a bean bag chair.
Jill slowly walked towards it. “You know, I was enjoying the few weeks this stupid shit didn't happen to us.” She groaned. “ But, of course you had to find some way to get yourself into this state.” She looked down upon her former sister.
The bean bag chair continued to say nothing because it was a bean bag chair.
Jill then started looking around. “So do you have any idea where Emi wen-”
PLUG!
Before she could finish that sentence, her head was shoved into something. Everything went dark for her as she was completely discombobulated by what just happened. She couldn't see anything, but she could tell that the space her head was shoved into was very small.
SQUISH!
She felt more of her body getting squished down into the small space, starting with her chest and going all the way down to our hips.
Frantically she started kicking around, desperate to escape.
“Oh no you don't.”
Jill felt what was left of a body fall to the floor. She felt someone grab her legs and then…
SQUISH!
They were shoved into the small space as well. The only part of her body that was still free was her booty. She could also tell it became quite large thanks to the fact that her shorts felt like they were riding up them like a thong. She then, embarrassingly, felt someone put their hands upon her booty and push.
SQUISH!
The last of her body was squished into the tightly packed space. The pressure was enormous as Jill could barely even think at this point.
“Gatya!” Minako screamed as she picked up the device. It was a handheld system that our lawyers told us not to name. With a shit eating grin, she pressed the power button. “Let's see how much of a garbage game you ar-”
But when the system turned on, she was not greeted by her arch enemy's face but instead Jill's face. Her face was eight bit and had a painful straight face with her eyes looking blankly on like a robot.
“You're kidding me…” Minako said as looked on in complete disbelief. “... Was I really that blind by revenge, I didn't notice this woman looked nothing like Trinity.”
Minako slammed her booty onto the bean bag chair. She groaned as she reached into her cleavage and pulled out a bottle of pink, white flesh tone, black and blue juice. “It was tiring enough making sure you didn't get away, now I just pushed this fatass into a handheld for nothing.”
The juice violently shook in response.
“Oh quiet!” Minako demanded as she shook the bottle. “ You're gonna be a good little drink for me later. “ The juice stopped moving, the shaking pacifying it. “Good.” She said before shoving it into her cleavage.l. She sat there, looking at her hand held. “I am curious what game is on you.”
She then pressed the start button. The screen morphed. It became a screen of a very 8-bit Jill standing in a knockoff tetris area. The sprite pathetically looked around in confusion, dumbfounded by the situation.
WHAM!
Suddenly, A T-block came down and smashed the Sprite flat.
“This is just a tetris rip off?” Minako groaned, as she continued playing the game. She very quickly got her first row.
DING!
For a brief moment, Jill's sprite was visible again. It was very reminiscent of the flattened wario sprite. Her eyes crossed, her teeth in a painful smile, and her feet to the side.
The gaming sprite could only look up in terror as the row above came down.
SQUISH!
An 8 bit sound effect of a smash to loser played out as the blocks fell upon the poor game character.
Minako couldn't help but smile. “At least you have a funny gimmick.
DING!
SQUISH!
DING!
SQUISH!
DING!
SQUISH!
Every time this process repeated, the sprite became more discombobulated and spread out.
Minako couldn't help but laugh at it. The entire thing. “This thing's better than I thought.” A wicked smile appeared on her face. “I guess I could take a little break.”
DING!
SQUISH!
DING!
SQUISH!
DING!
SQUISH!
(To Be Continued)