(This Story contains an intimate transformation. This is a warning as this is not everyone's cup of tea. Thanks for your time)

You and your three buds were just standing there on the beach admiring this group of athletic girls playing volleyball on the beach. Their bodies were muscular and hard, with strength to back up the image. So much so that when one of the bigger ones spiked their ball into the ground it popped into shreds on impact. The game promptly ended with the women grouping up to chat about something, which caused our group to lose interest and start to talk among ourselves. A tap on your shoulder announced someone’s arrival.

It was one of the cuter girls from the volleyball group, beckoning you to follow her. Your friends laughed and slapped you on the back before leaving you to your luck. You follow the girl, who leads you back towards the volleyball court with her soft hand covering yours. You’re unsure why she’s bringing you back to the volleyball court, since they have no ball, but you’re not going to let this chance go to waste. Her friends have broken up into two smaller groups, of which you start to pass between as you head for the court. Suddenly the two groups spring up while your hand suddenly is freely hanging against your side.

One of the bigger ones is immediately on you, her hands on your hips as she lifts you from the ground. Your protests garner no reaction as the muscular woman holds you up as two more approach swiftly. Both carried emptied food bows, ready to do more. One slid their bowl under your dangling feet, the other holding it over your head. They nod to their friend holding you up and proceed to force the two bowls together with your body between. You tried to fight back, pushing with your legs and arms against the bowls, but it felt like a press the couldn’t be stopped.

Quickly the joints in your arms and legs buckled, unable to support the force being applied to them. Knees rose up to your chest while your elbows descended towards your butt. Soon the smooth metal bowls could be felt pressing against your head and bum with the same unrelenting force as before. It was too much to bear for the spine, quickly crumpling your back and compressing you onto yourself, your exterior finding whatever room it could find against the bowl surfaces. Tighter and tenser you became, unable to even twitch against the attack until the rate of change slowed to a halt with only a beam of light seeping into the enclosure from the outside world.

The world twisted and turned, with and external party trying to apply more force to the container. Soon they gave up, and you could feel yourself being lowered to the ground. The world grew extremely still, without even a twitch of interaction after such a hectic attack. The pause grew, increasingly until a sudden shake of the ground announced something before becoming still once more. Another pause, this one shorter, before a sudden crashing force caused the two bowls to come together and shuttering the light from the outside.

A new feeling occurred, this one a tugging that started to stretch you from top to bottom. It grew gradually stronger and stronger with each tug, building up until a sudden pop returned you to the normal world. The light was blinding for a moment, only allowing you to feel a hand propped under your feet. It held up you, possibly quite high, twisting you left and right as if inspecting you. Your vision finally came back, only for you to realize that you were looking directly at one of the more muscular girls from the team. Around her were the seven other girls, all looking eagerly to play with their new prize. The hand under you shifted to one side of your body, and another appeared at your other.

Both hands tilted forwards slightly, then flicked backwards before releasing you into the air. You spun into the air completing almost a few dozen rotations before coming back down. The team of girls watched your flight, eager for your return. Beside them lay two half spherical bowls lying on the ground. The two hands snatched you out of the sky, a solid pong echoing from your deformed body. The girl the brought you here came into view, one hand gloved and another holding a spray bottle with a white lid. Your current holder transferred you into her gloved hand, which supported you on the tips of its fingers. A pop echoed out, with a clunking rattling sound soon after. The girl smiled, not really at you but more in general as she raised the spray can to point directly at your face.

A blast of cool mist erupted from the can, chilling your face and body and it began to coat you face. Back and fourth the nozzle passed, seeping in, and sticking to your skin. Quickly your entire front was covered, but the girl was not finished. She twisted her fingers, rotating you, and began the process again. Three more times this happened until you assumed your body must be pure white. An inspection for any missed parts occurred before you were passed to yet another girl, who began to test you. A few tosses into the air, a quick bump to another girl before being bumped back, and a few squeezes before she shouted out her satisfaction to the other. They reciprocated this and then all went back to the court.

They all assumed a position around the court, with you being held in the far back one. The team all stated their readiness before you were suddenly airborne. A shadow rose to meet you, and a sudden harsh smack sent you flying string past the net and into the opposite sides defense. You fly into a pair of hands, slowing you down as you bounce off them. Another girl rushes under you, bouncing you up near the net. The biggest girl, the one who popped the previous ball, was their ready to receive you. She jumped up to meet you at your peak, her hand in the air and a smile across her lips. The hand flashed down, suddenly warping the world around you for a moment before you suddenly found yourself half way across the field and heading strait for the ground. Your back strung from the impact, a massive pang echoing out in your wake. The ground came up, unrelenting as your body crashed into it. Your already misshapen body crumpled further, flattening out wide and forcing sand out in all directions.

Facing up you were able to see all the girls as they crowded around the newly formed crater, the biggest one bolstering about her strength. The others just shook their head and retreated, leaving only the first girl you met standing over the hole. You wondered what she would do next, surely, she didn’t plan to leave you in that broken mess. But with a regretful look in her eyes you knew you were doomed before her foot even move. With a sweep of her leg, she began to push the sand back into the hole. The first pile came down, blocking half your vision in the process. She took a moment to say bye before pushing more sand into the hole, covering you up and sealing you from the outside world.