[Warning Story contains transformation topics]
 Wendy inspected the can of soup, checking to see if the salt intake was too high for her diet. High carbs and protein were fine, but too much salt was a sure fire way to get into trouble. She was trying to focus on her music and her math, but a series of whispers was pestering her from nearby. Wendy clicked off her music using the inline control.

“Can this gorilla just move out of the way” a male voice commented.

“Jeff!” a woman responded.

“What, it’s not like she can hear me. All brawn and no brains on that one”

“This brawn can hear you” Wendy commented, annoyed by the comments. She placed the can back on the shelf, popping her earbuds out in the same movement and turned to the couple. The woman immediately cowered at Wendy’s muscular mass, but the guy, assuming Wendy was bluffing, tried to call her on it.

“Yeah you big ape! So why don’t...” he tried to say before two large hands slammed together right where the mans head used to be. Wendy had had enough. She squirmed her fingers back and fourth, her knuckles crackling as the rubbery mass squelched between her palms. Satisfied, she released her hold, causing the man with a head resembling crushed paper to wobble on the spot.

“There, much better. Wait!” the muscular woman directed the second sentence to the woman cowering against the opposite shelf, who was knocking things down as she tried to slide away. Now receiving Wendy’s full attention she just shook on the spot, petrified. “Don’t give me that look. I just want to confirm that you were together. You are, right?” the woman nodded. “Perfect, just give me a second to finish with your male friend here.”

Wendy got to work with her ‘punishment’. She quickly grabbed the twitchy man, wrapping one hand around his neck and another around his ankles. Then she started to wring her hands back and fourth hard, the force of which causing loud cracking snaps to sound out from the mans twisting body. With each twist the mans limbs started to get smudged together so that he started to resemble a rubbery tube. Satisfied with the results Wendy shifted her hold, pinching one hand on her victims toes and her other pinching tightly just above.

“Now girl, this is where things get fun. You see, normally people would pay for this sort of show, but since I’m in a ‘good’ mood I think I will do this one for free. Alright, on three then. One. Two. THREE!” Wendy yanked hard at the man’s toes while simultaneously sliding her other hand down the man’s body. Like a tube of toothpaste all the air that filled her victims body was forced into his once flatted head. It puffed out in a perfect sphere three times wider than it should have been, while his deflated body hung limp like a multi color piece of spaghetti. Finishing things off with her victims transformation Wendy tied a knot in her victims knot, ensuring he wouldn’t deflated for a bit on her. For added effect, she pulled out a permanent marker, drawing a cartoonist face over the man’s, with thick eyebrows and a stretched goofy smile.

“There” Wendy commented as she added her finishing touch. “Well let’s see how you work then” the large woman stated as she ran her hand back over the tube like body, letting the mans head fall towards the floor. Wendy then tightened her grip, pulling back her fist, using the elasticity of the mans crushed body to send his head rushing towards Wendy’s solid looking fist.

Bop

Fist and face collided, the force sending him flying back out, only to be sent flying back for another hit. Again and again this happened til Wendy grew bored.

“Here.” she tossed her toy to the woman, who dropped her basket to catch him. She glanced at the massive woman in front of her and bolted, leaving her groceries behind. Wendy, satisfied with the situation placed her headphones back and clicked her music back on. She grinned to herself as she kept imagining that stupid face flying to her fist again and again. It made her remember her wrestling tag line.

Nobody messes with Wendy the Smasher