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

A black haired woman walked out of the airport. She was happily humming to herself as the wind blew in her hair. The woman's name was Cri, and she was excited

“I can't believe we're finally in Harmondy”

Cri said to herself, or at least it seemed like she was talking to herself. As she was walking down the street, she reached behind herself and grabbed her backpack. She brought it in front of her face and unzipped it.

Inside were 7 scrolls of different colors. A brown and green one which looked pretty furious. Two orange, gray and black looking ones which looked more air sick from the plane ride. A gray, white flesh toned and leopard's skinned scroll that looked like it was ready to kill. A black and white flesh tone scroll that looked terrified. A blonde, green, black, white flesh toned, and red scroll that looks surprisingly comfortable. Lastly, a black, brown and dark tannish scroll that looked on in agitation. 

“Sorry about this.” Cri told her wrapped up possessions. “I only had enough money for one ticket.” She then frowned “Unfortunately, my luggage was lost during the flight so I have nothing for the beach. A smile then came to her face. “Luckily, I have best friends who are willing to be my beach equipment for the week.”

All, but one of the scrolls started panicking. Cri just giggled. “Thanks for being understanding. You truly are great frien-”

SLAM!

Cri jumped up in surprise as something slammed onto the street next to her. Quickly turning her head, she saw someone flattened on the road. 

The figure was flattened face down with their limbs spread out. They were nearly ten feet long and 6 feet wide; taking up most of the street.

Cri looked on in surprise. “ What the hell just happen-”

“Hello America!" Someone shouted it out above Cri.

Looking up, she saw a woman parachuting down. She looked a bit eccentric to put it mildly. Her parachute was also pretty weird. It was blue, white flesh toned and blonde. But it had an odd toothy grin on it with dumb crossed eyes.

“I've come to enjoy the chaos.” The strange lady screamed as she struck a pose as she landed. “I'm gonna paint this town re-”

“Excuse me…” Cri interrupted. “ Who are you and who was that, and who's your parachute. This is a lot to take in.”

“Chamilah.” The strange woman said as she slowly turned around; her excitement instantly disappearing. “Has anyone told you to mind your own business?” She grumbled. “You're ruining my mood.”

“I mean…” Cri replied. back. “...that was quite an entrance.” She then pointed towards the red graffiti on the street. “She must've fallen from an extreme height. What happened?”

“Well, I fell from a plane.” The supervillain answered as she unhooked her parachute and threw it on the ground without a care for the object's well being. 

“I guess that makes sense.” Cri replied. “But why didn't she have a parachute?”

“You misunderstood my answer…” Chamilah corrected. “I fell from a plane. SHE was the plane.”

Cri looked on; dumbfounded. “What…” She yelled out. “How did that happen, how did she untransform mid flight?”

“I like when people take interest in my art.” Chamilah said as her smile returned. “ I have a special gift that allows me to transform people into anything I want.” Her smile then disappeared. “Sadly, It wears off, so I enjoy my creations while I can” She continued “I flew from London and the plane was slow as hell. I barely made it.” She then pointed to the parachute on the ground. “Luckily, I had a pig I could turn into a parachute before hitting the ground.”

Cri was just kind of mystified by what the woman was saying. “How the hell can you do that?”

“Good question!” Chamilah said as she reached into her cleavage and pulled out her giant brush. “Let me show you.”

Cri's face instantly lit up in fear. “Wait, WAIT WAIT WAI-”

BRUSH!l

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(Later)

Levi opened up a can of soda. “You girls had to make us look childish in that interview.”

“I was just stating the truth.” Tori whined as she hung from the roof of the cave like a bat. “She just overreacted.”

Jura was drinking her fifth beer on the couch, still pretty sober. “Then why did you get mad when I pointed out your fuck up, chicken?”

Tori gave her a condescending look. “Your prehistoric pebble brain keeps forgetting, but I’m not part chicken. I’m part phoenix.”

Jura downed another beer. “Could've fooled me in the way you fought yesterday.”

Tori immediately landed onto the ground, right in front of Jura. “You want to say that to me again?”

Jura got up from the couch and grabbed her mallet. “You're a chicken, aka, a coward.”

Tori's hands lit up with fire. “You want to go yo- GAAAH!”

Instantly, Levi grabbed both of them by the neck. Both their heads inflated from the pressure, and their eyes popped out of their skulls.

Levi looked at the both of them with frustration, grinding her teeth. “If you two don't stop right now, I’m shoving both of you in a can where you’ll spend some time together until you make up. Got it?

The two inflated heads nodded yes.

“Good.” Levi let go, causing both of them to fall to the ground in a daze. “You girls should stop fighting over the most pointless stuff. We need to be in sync if we’re a team.”

Tori got up from the floor, her head still shaking. “It's not my fault fossils for brains started this.”

“Oh you're not about to play victim.” Jura interjected.

Levi was at her limit. “That's it! You girls are going in the ca-”

DING DONG!

The squabbling heroines clammed up as they turned towards the cave entrance. “Was that a doorbell?” Jura asked.

“We don't have a doorbell-” Tori responded as they all turned towards the cave entrance. “-let alone a door, lizard brai-” She stopped herself. “huh?”

At the cave entrance was a big leopard patterned, white flesh toned and gray double door. The coloring was not the only odd thing. As Levi slowly walked towards the cave entrance she noticed the weird details of it. 

The upper part of the door had a big, smiling, cross eyed face attached to it. The bottom half of the two doors looked like squished in-breasts.

“Wha the hell…” Levi mumbled as she reached for the handle of the door and slowly twisted it, the other two behind her, readying themselves.

Opening the door to the sunlight, they saw that no one was there.

“What simpleton put this door in our cave?” Tori asked as she frantically looked around. “And why does it look like a weird cave woman.”

Levi looked down and saw a few curious things. For one, a box, black, white, white flesh toned and purple box with cat ears. Levi bent down and grabbed the box. Taking a closer look she saw the front side had blank staring eyes, the bottom were the soles of high heels. The left and right sides were squashed in palms of hands.  Finally, the backside was a nice shot of a pantyclad, square ass.

Tori briefly looked down and saw a green, white, brown, and yellow doormat. It was mostly taken up by boob shape with a little bit of crossed eyes peeking out from the top. Written on the tit section was "WELCOME!”

Jura turned her sights back to the door. The backside of the door itself looked like a leopard skin pantyclad ass, but on the left door there was something strange. Looks like another circular booty, but this time had jean texturing. Jura, poked it. 

DING DONG

The other two briefly turned around. 

“What the hell is this crap?” The dino girl asked.

“I don't know.” Tori responded. “Giving me the creeps.”

Levi tilted her head back towards the box. She noticed the slit on the top. She slowly brought her hand towards it.

BOEING!

The millisecond she touched it, something exploded out of the box knocking all three of them back. The box fell to the ground and immediately something inflated in front of them.

The figure was in the shape of a snowman. The snowman inflatable had yellow hair, and a revealing green and red outfit.  Its right eye was looking up and the left eye was looking forty five degrees to the right. All complemented with a big toothy grin.  In both of its hands were strings attached to balloons. The balloons looked like spherical heads, and were identical except one of them had a bow and one of them had goggles. Even their facial expressions were the same with both having dumb smiles with their tongues hanging out.

The three pick themselves up. “What the hell is going on?” Jura asked. “How did someone sneak all this stuff here without us noticing.”

A shiver then came down Tori's spine. A realization hitting “Are these people?”

Jura touched the door.  “This feels like wood, not a squished person.”

“Possibly some kind of magic.” Levi commented. Something then caught her eye. “In the cleavage of the snowman inflatable seemed to be a black, grey, purple and white flesh tone letter. She very carefully grabbed it and unfolded it. Staring in front of her was another creepy smile along with writing that read.

“Greetings Levi. I’ve learned so much about you and your two misbehaving misfits over the past few hours. A shame since you don’t know anything about me at all. Let’s have some fun and change that! Tomorrow night, midnight, at Harmondy’s museum with tons of fun prizes for me to take off the museum staff’s very busy hands. I suspect you do-gooders wouldn’t sit by and let that happen. Can’t wait to get to know each other better.

Sincerely Chamilah

PS. Enjoy my little gifts. They’re not permanent, but they should keep you entertained until tomorrow night.”

Levi's face turned red. “How dare they!” She yelled as she put the paper in her pocket. “They got innocent civilians involved like this!?” She then turned towards her two teammates. “Get everyone inside. We’ll try turning them back before we deal with this witch.”

Jura nodded. “I'll get the box.” She said before opening the door and walking inside.

Tori looked at the door. “You know, horrifying transformations of civilians aside, we should get a normal door after kicking Chamilah’s butt.”

(To be continued)

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