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

It was dawn on a Monday. Ms. Burke was in her bed, and opening her eyes. She slowly looked around her room and noticed it was a mess.

“Owww my head…” Burke mumbled as she got up from her bed butt naked. “...What happened last nig-”

Wiggle!

She felt something moving on her butt. She quickly felt her ass and noticed something was plastered on it. She grabbed the tip of it and…

RIP!

She ripped it off and brought it to her face. It was disc shaped. It was tan with some black hair. It had some goofy crossed eyes, but the most notable thing about it was the massive tits that covered most of the service area.

Burke just smiled at the perverted circle. “How’s my cute little girlfriend seat cushion doing? Enjoying one of our study sessions?”

The seat cushion could only mumble in response.

Burke giggled. “Well, enough fun. Let's just get some breakfast, my cute little cushion.”

She then rolled her girlfriend up and began walking.

BOING!

She felt an odd sensation in her chest. “What the…” She looked down and saw that her chest was three times its original size. She looked at it with a bit of confusion. “What the hell did we do last night?”

—

(Later)

The former seat cushion, Aryanna, was happily munching on cereal. She was still naked and looking bored. “I don't understand why we still can't play.” She mumbled to herself. “Why does the job always have to get in the way?”

Suddenly, her girlfriend walked in. “Come on...” Burke shouted out as she tried to fasten her bra. “Stay on you stupi-”

RIP!

Her bra ripped as it fell off her chest and onto the floor. This gave Aryanna a good view of her girlfriend's massive, naked boobies. She instantly went red in the face.

Burke turned to her and just gave her a look. “What did you do to me last night?”

Aryanna tried her best to not act suspicious, but was failing horribly.

“Aryanna!” Burke shouted.

“Well you see…” Aryanna responded nervously. “...you were drunk last night. I knew you'd need a lot of water so you wouldn't have a headache when you woke up.”

Burke continued to stare at her girlfriend. “First of all, mission failed on that one.” She then grabbed her tits and squeezed them. “Second, why did you fill up my boobs in particular with water?”

“Umm…” Arynna mumbled as she bit her finger. “... Okay, yeah, that one was just for me.” She admitted.

“I don't think you understand the consequences of what you did.” Burke grumbled as she face palmed. “... I can't go to work without a bra. How am I going to find replacement in like two ho-”

She then noticed Aryanna had the biggest smile on her face. A smile she was quite familiar with.

It didn't take long for the gears in their head to turn. “Oh…” Burke mumbled awkwardly as she bit her lip. “... I guess that's one way to make it up to me.”

—

(moments later)

Both perverted women were in the bathroom completely naked. Aryanna was laying on the floor happily humming to herself. Her toes were at the entrance of the wringer. She could hardly contain her excitement.

Burke currently had her hand on the lever of her pleasure device. She looked more stoic, but was just as excited as her partner. “Are you ready to go?”

“YES! YES! YES! YES!” Aryanna shouted as she shook in place.

Burke took a deep breath, and tried her best to hide her excitement. “Let's do this…”

Squish!

Burke slowly turned it as it started flattening Aryanna's body. The pesky college student moaned as her legs started squashing down.

Burke could have gone faster, but they needed to savor this.

The wringer slowly swallowed up Aryanna booty as it continued along her stomach. Next the boobs were flattened, turning into massive disks upon the paper's body. Lastly, her head with her goofy smile was fed into the winger.

The rest of the paper thin body plopped onto the ground. It wiggled there with undying pleasure.

Burke couldn't help but blush as she bent down. “I remember when you had difficulty going through that thing.” She picked up her little poster before plopping it down upon a table. The teacher briefly rubbed her fingers on the material. She couldn't help but lick her lips. “Stay still for this. This is gonna be a bit delicate.

The material did what it was commanded.

Burke smiled as she slowly started her work.

—

(Ten minutes later)

“Got it!” Burke yelled out as she pulled herself back from her new creation. Laying there, predictably, was a fancy new bra that was formerly her girlfriend. “You did great, bra.” She told the piece of clothing as she lifted it up.

She looked at the backstrap which was made from her students' legs. She then turned it around to look at the front. The bottom, and midsection of the bra's cups were mainly made up of girlfriend's hands, putting them in the perfect pinching position of her nipples. The rest of the cup area was taken up by the upper part of a squashed face. The eyes looked on with excitement. The rest of the body was squished down for extra padding to make it feel more comfortable.

“Looking good so far.” The teacher said as she pulled it towards her giant chest. “Let's see if you can handle them.”

She then strapped the bra onto her body. It was difficult and extremely stretchy, but the bra could do it.

“There you go…” Burke commented as she poked the bra. “...fit like a glove.”

The bra self shook in excitement, causing her teacher's tits to jiggle.

“Now bra…” Burke said as she continued to rub it. “...you need to be still. I have to work a professional job.”

Just then, the bra became just as still as any other object.

“There you go…” Burke congratulated before turning her head towards a white dress. “...This is a bit revealing, but I do want you to at least see the outside world.” She then put on her dress. “I want you to remember, Bra. Stay perfectly still until we get home.”

The object did what they were commanded too.

“Very good…” Burke said, holding in her organic excitement. “... Let's get to work.”

—

(Afternoon)

“And that class is what you can turn your body into for a decent pay.” Burke firmly said as she put down her pointer. “Any questions?”

The class was completely silent as every single one of them just stared at her.

Finally, one brave person raised their hand up. “Why do we need to know this?”

“It's important for history.” Burke replied as she fixed her glasses.

“I'm not following…” The student responded.

Burke puffed up her cheeks in annoyance. “Have you ever heard of the great Cleopatra being a parade balloon for her people?”

“That one hundred percent did not happen.” The student replied.

Burke shook her head. “You really need to study history more.”

DING-DONG

Mercifully for the students, the bell rang. “All right kids, you got three weeks before the final exam.” Burke said as all the kids started leaving the room as quickly as they could. “Remember to study.”

The classroom was completely empty, I'll accept the teacher and well, her assistant. “That was a surprisingly long day.” Burke said as she looked down and grabbed her tits. “I hope you're holding up just fine.”

Her bra wiggled slightly.

Burke just giggled. “I should have expected you would still be enjoying yourself.”

It wiggled again.

“By the way…” Burke continued. “...I was lying about that Cleopatra stuff. I just wanted an excuse to talk about my summer jo-”

“Burke!” Someone from the doorway yelled out.

Turning her gaze, she saw one of her male coworkers standing at the doorway. Oddly, he had a big smile on his face.

“Oh, hi Phill…” Burke moaned. “... What do you want?”

Phill licked his lips. “I've just been wondering, would you be interested in a bit of a da-”

“NO!” Burke yelled out as she pointed towards the door. “Get out.”

Phil leered at her. “ Oh come on baby…” He said creepily. “... We can have the entire night together. We can even do something special in-”

BOING!

Without warning, Burke's chest bounced around for a second before coming to a stop again. The room went silent. Burke went red in the face while Phil pulled himself back slightly.

“The hell!” Phil mumbled as he slightly stepped back. They just stared at each other awkwardly again. “Why did your chest just do that?” He asked. “You know what? I'm not really feeling it now.” He then slowly started backing towards the exit. “I'll call you later.” The slime ball then disappeared into the hallway.

Burke just stood there in silence for a bit, still completely embarrassed. She then slowly turned her head towards her chest. “That must have been somewhat hard for you to watch.”

The Bra heated up with rage.

“Well, it seemed to work out for both of us at least.” Burke then grabbed her cleavage. “But, you know, you did break a rule. It looks like I'll have to punish you by keeping you like this for a bit longer.”

Suddenly, her chest started vibrating with excitement.

—

(3 weeks later)

It was two hours after the last day of the college semester and Burke was doing stretches on a yoga mat. She happily hummed to herself as her bra jiggled.

It was nice to get some R&R, especially with her favorite bra. She probably should’ve turned it back to normal weeks ago but she kept putting it off. Not that her clothing minded.

“What a workout.” She said as she got up from her mat and wiped the sweat from her face. “Thanks for the support these past three weeks.” She told her bra.

The bra just wiggled in excitement.

“Let's get you back to normal.” Burke said as she started unhooking the bra. “I can't keep you like this considering my summer job.”

Suddenly, she felt the back of her bra wiggling around intensely, desperate to stop its owner from unhooking it.

Burke let go of the back of the bra and looked down upon her cleavage. “You still don't want to get off?” Burke asked.

Her boobs then jiggle left to right in a no motion.

A slight smile then came to the teacher's face. “Do you want to join me in my summer job?”

Her tits then moved up and down in a yes, motion.

Burke smiled. “Glad to see you were paying attention in class.”

—

(In the bathroom)

Burke laid on the ground, her toes touching the wringer, her hand on the lever. She looked down upon her bra. “You ready to go?”

The Bra just jiggled in excitement.

“I didn't even have to ask there.” She then proceeded to spin the lever.

Slowly, her body was fed into it and flattening out. The process went smoothly until it got to the butt. “Goddammit!” She yelled out as she tried to put more pressure on the lever. Despite how many times she's done this her ass always seemed to get stuck. “Come on, get in ther-”

SQUISH!

Finally her ass was flattened. However, all the pressure she put on the lever caused the flattening process to accelerate, instantly squashing her stomach, then, her boobs and then finally, her face in about three seconds. “FUCK!” The teacher yelled out as the rest of her body collapsed onto the floor. “I wanted to draw that out.” She whined as she laid there.

Grumpily she pulled herself back up; trying her best to keep her balance. “Whatever, let's just see how we look.” She slowly wobbled to the mirror and looked at herself.

She was obviously as flat as a poster. Besides that, the most noticeable thing about her was her boobs were even bigger, now twice as large as before. The bra itself was stretched to its absolute limit. Her ass was three times its original size as well, her panties being barely visible.

Burke just smiled. “I do love the results at least.” She pointed her head down at her cleavage. “How are you feeling?”

The bra was too flat to wiggle, but it was in pure ecstasy.

“Glad to see you enjoying yourself.” Burke then walked over to the counter and grabbed a stamp.”

SLAP!

She slapped it on her ass. “All right, let's get going…” She grabbed a box and walked out of the bathroom. She came towards the door of her house and opened it. She put the box down, opened it and stepped inside. She let gravity do the rest as a body fell into the box. Her limp hands grabbed the lid and closed it. Now they waited.

—

(2 weeks later)

Stuck on a window was a curiously perverted poster. Its legs were up straight with its hands grabbing on to its tits. It made a suggestive winking face with pucker lips. The oddest thing about the poster was the bra, which had painted on eyes.

It was set to be up for two more weeks, but it's not like the poster cared. It was impure bliss. Especially the bra.

The piece of fabric always wondered what it was gonna do with its life after college, but now it made up its mind.

It's gonna be the best poster the world has ever seen.

(THE END)