[This story is a direct sequel to two prior stories and should be read after them. As well this story contains topics of transformation, you have been warned]

“And then I told him if his game was anywhere as good as his cheesecake, he would have a girlfriend” laughter erupted from the televised crowd as the woman recounted her tale. It wasn’t funny, Lyn thought, an opinion that her sister Kaitlyn seemed to share as both of them lay draped over the large living room couch in a half comatose states. Both the girls were waiting for something. The older for the afternoon to pass so she could go to her Halloween party. The other, for the chance that everyone would leave the house. But in the meantime, sub par TV shows, great. Sure they could try to do other things, but neither really was in the mind space to be do anything but wait.

“Girls?” their mother called out as she stepped into the space, a large tablet in one hand. It seemed to take up most of her attention as she scrolled up and down. “Have either of you been messing with the maid?” the question made Lyn feel like she had suddenly swallowed an eight ball, and it took all her effort not to react to the question. What did her mom know? Did she realize it was her? Her sister though just seemed to be confused, confused by the question. The maid, who had been hidden while dusting a display in the corner, came forward as well. This was definitely not the how Lyn had expected her afternoon to go.

You can see custom commands! Lyn thought to herself, her mind starting to panicking. Why wasn’t that mentioned in the manual. And more to the point, why was her mom looking into the maid. What had tipped her off? Was this some sort of feint to get Lyn to fess up. Or maybe this was pure curiosity, and their mother was none the wiser. Lyn knew she had to gamble on the small, small, chance the last one had in order to come out of this with her dignity, and secrets, intact. She prepared her response, hoping to divert her mother attention when...

“Like what?” Kaitlyn cut into the growing silence. The question posed by their mom seemed to perk her interest, something new and interesting on such a boring day. An interest that Lyn needed to squash as soon as possible.

“Probably just some cleaning commands, right mom”

“Maybe...” the mom started, before giving her a quizzical look, “does the command ‘Lyn ball fun try one’ ring any bells?”

“Nope, none. Nothing at all.” Lyn rattled quickly in response as she looked away. It was worse than she thought. The stupid maid had recorded not only the commands that she had set up but the dumb names that she had given them as well.

“Odd... Kaitlyn?” the mom posed the question to her other daughter.

“Nothing from here” Kaitlyn answered as she sat up, invested as she glanced over as her sister. Lyn wondered if she suspected it was her. “What does it say it can do.”

“It doesn’t have a description. None of them do actually” she answered as she scrolled, investigating. It was a relief, but Lyn knew where this was going. She had to make sure neither her mom nor her sister found out. She start to raise from her seat, intending to get the tablet from her mother and make up something to get out of...

“Alright, how about this. Maid,” Kaitlyn started before addressing the maid. Lyn’s head snapped around to look at her sister, but before she could protest Kaitlyn finished her sentence, “commence ‘Lyn ball fun try one’ please.” That was it, Lyn was screwed. She could only watch in horror as the maid started to crouch, a repeat of her first adventure. Her family watched with the girl in fascination as the maid sprang nimbly into the air, soaring up and up towards the vaulted ceiling. Together the saw the maid sail over towards the group, high above, white panties showing as her jump crested the peak of her jump and down she came. Those beautiful white panties grew and grew in size till they filled Lyn’s view, then...

Splat

Lyn was taken out of the picture in that moment, her world going black as the room shook from the impact of the maid slamming into the ground. The TV vibrated and the glass ratted from the force of the impact as the two woman could only watch in a stunned confusion as Lyn, moaning, was peeled of the maid’s rear. Their eyes followed the flattened disk as the maid brought the rubber flap around from her rear to the front of her face, observe as the maid brought Lyn’s limp form up to her limp and lock onto the rubber pancake. Still frozen in place they could see the girls body start to expand, to bulge, then round upon itself until the maid was holding a perfectly round ball within its hands. The little sisters features were plastered across the surface of the sphere, hands outstretched as if she had any power to stop what had happened to her.

The maid paused waiting for a moment, dispelling the spell that had frozen the family. Lyn’s mom took a step forward, her mouth agape from watching her daughter mercilessly pulverized and moulded by the machine into nothing more than a simple toy. But still she couldn’t speak and could only watch as the maid wound up its arms to continue its command.

Bong Bong Bong

It only took three bounces before the mom snapped out of her stupor of watching her daughter get dribbled to act.

“Maid Stop!” Mom almost shouted as she rushed forward and snatched her daughter from the maids grasp. Her daughter, her flesh and blood, reduced to nothing more that a rubber ball now in her hands. How could this happen to her sweet girl. This was what she had been afraid of. She was a terrible parent, to allow her beautiful girl to be reduced to such a miserable state. But someone had done this to Lyn, someone who had programmed the maid to take advantage of her rubbery daughter. A mother’s rage filled the woman, her fingers sinking into the balls rubber skin as she struggled to control the feeling that filled her. Venomously she looked around, searching for a target before settling on the only other person in the room. “Kaitlyn!” she shouted at her daughter, who immediately shied away. It wasn’t often their their mother yelled, but when she did she had one hell of a voice.

“It wasn’t me I...” Kaitlyn started, trying to defend herself from the furious woman.

“I told you over and over not to mess with your sister, and now your using the maid to do your disgusting acts for you!” Their mom continued to shout. It was obvious to her had the culprit. Every time she had found Lyn crammed into a corner or a jar, flattened against a wall or crushed into a ball, it had been her oldest daughter. Even though it had been years since the last incident it was clear that old habits never faded.

“I didn’t... I’ve never done...” Kaitlyn struggled to find reason in the moment. This was going south, fast, and she needed a way out. The commands! Where had they come from.

“So it was Lyn then? She did this to herself then! Is that what you are implying? No excuses Kaitlyn! You are grounded till you leave home. You hear me!”

“But I have a Halloween party...”

“Are you talking back to me!” their mom was almost shrieking. She was about to blow up completely. Her knuckles were white as she almost crushed the ball in half in her hands. There was murder in her eyes, Kaitlyn saw. She needed an out. Something. Fast.

“Wait!” she almost shouted, hastening on before her mom could respond, “Maid! Who created this command?” The question stopped their mom in her tracks, the simplicity of the question cutting through her anger. She seemed to relax in that moment, her fingers relaxing around Lyn as the balls surface returned to a smoother form.

“It was Lyn” the maids response was simple.

“What?” their mom shuddered as she almost went into shock at the revelation, her gaze dropping to her daughter, who was cradled in her hands. Lyn had wanted this. This was what she wanted. What had she been protecting her from all this time then. How? Why? It didn’t make sense to the mother. A trick, something to confuse her? She had only been protecting her daughter. It didn’t make sense.

“There must be some mistake” the mom said in confusion. Kaitlyn jumped on the moment, sensing a way out.

“Why would the maid lie?”

Kaitlyn was right. She had to be, but what did that mean? The mom’s hands dropped to her side, dropping the ball in the process, causing it to bounce away from the two. “I’m... I’m... sorry Kaitlyn... I’m a terrible mom, aren’t I”

“No mom!” Kaitlyn was shocked at the sudden change.

“No... I shouldn’t have... I need...” the mom struggled to say before just turning to leave. “Forget what I said” she muttered before exiting the room, leaving a shell shocked Kaitlyn behind. She went to follow her mom, to try and help her before suddenly her foot flew out from beneath her and she came tumbling to the ground.

Bang

Pain erupted from Kaitlyn’s back as the girl found herself staring at the ceiling stunned. What had happened. Quickly she glanced around, looking left and right before noticing her sisters form, wobbling left and right in a clear indication of what it had done. Anger blossomed in Kaitlyn’s chest at what her stupid sister had done. For what she had done, and what she had almost done to her. If she wanted this, the who was she to judge.

“Maid, pick up that stupid ball and follow me” she commanded the android as a plan formed in her mind. A smile, wicked, formed on her lips and she went to her room. There was no chance her mom would mind what she was about to do.

Groggily Lyn came to as she found herself lying on the ground.

“Uhhh” moaned as she struggled to sit up. Regardless of what had happened Lyn was now back to her normal humanoid self at the very least. Where was she? What had happened after the maid had crushed her.

“Mistress Kaitlyn, your sister is awake” the maid intoned from above Lyn, as the prone girl realized that the maid was standing right behind her. That was not all Lyn realized, as she looked around she recognized the space. It was her sisters room. A sister who was right there, sitting on her bed, staring right at Lyn.

“Good” Kaitlyn responded to the maid before directing her full attention to Lyn. She started at the girl as Lyn started to get up off the ground, like a predator to prey.

“So... you royally fucked up” the older sister started with a coldness in her voice, waving Lyn to silence before continuing, “do you know how hard mom came down on me for your stupid actions.” Actually Lyn didn’t know, being partially unconscious from the impact, but she could guess at how badly it had gone. She didn’t like being the target of that anger, but if she hadn’t been unconscious then the only target for that rage had been...

“I’m sorry...” Lyn started as what had transpired clicked into place.

“Fuck your sorry” Kaitlyn said angrily, voice gaining color while she got up from the bed and came up on the younger sister. The eldest jammed a finger into Lyn’s chest, the effect weakened by the finger sinking into the rubbery girls body. “I came so close to having my life screwed over just so you can have some fucked up fun” Kaitlyn continued her rant, shoving her sister back into the maid. “And mom is fucked up too because of your stupid behaviours. All that effort to protect you and you just throw it back in her face!” Kaitlyn’s voice didn’t raise to a shout, but the aggression of her words could be felt by Lyn. In a fit of anger the older sister grabbed onto Lyn cheeks before pulling and stretching the rubber girls face. “Is this what you want huh”

MHHHF

Lyn tried to respond, to say anything to placate her sister but found herself unable to do so. Her face bent this way and that was stretched beyond what was humanly possible. Panic and fear filled Lyn, but something else. The heightened emotions of the moment made every stretch, pull, squish that much more vivid and real. Her sister was right, this was fucked up. But she wanted it, every moment of it.

“Be glad I’m the smart one of the two” Kaitlyn stated, “You own me, you got that?” Lyn nodded her head vigorously in response. “You want to be a plaything?” Kaitlyn asked again, but Lyn didn’t respond. “That better be a fucking yes” the older one followed up, her anger growing stronger. Lyn nodded quickly, shamed that in some weird way she was getting exactly what she wanted. “Good” Kaitly cooed, a wicked smile appearing on her lips. “If that’s the case then mom won’t mind if I take you to my little Halloween party then?”

MHHF

Lyn tried to ask what she meant, but Kaitly didn’t bother to elaborate further. Instead she reached for one of the bangles on her wrist. It looked heavy duty, thick, something that she had never seen her older sister wear before. It’ didn’t look much like jewellery, but Lyn didn’t get much more a chance to think about it as Kaitlyn transferred her hand to the rubbery girls lips before sliding the thick metal ring down her arm, right towards the trapped rubbery girl.

The cool metal collided with the Lyn’s face, much too small to easily slide over her head. But Kaitlyn didn’t care, forcing it harder and harder again Lyn as the older sister started to pull aggressively against her lips through the centre of the rink

Squeek Squeek Squeek

Every tug and pull started to work the ring down the rubbery girls body, crushing and stretching the girl as it progressed down her form. Lyn’s rubbery skin grabbed at the smooth metal, but every time Kaitly pulled she was stretched and compressed further as her reshaped form slowly started to fit through the metal hoop. Her arms were plastered to her sides, her chest flatted as smooth as the rest of her, and her legs merged together till a perfectly smooth tube of rubbery girl slid free of the metal ring to hang by her lips beside the now massive sister. Helpless, the tube could only twitch lightly back and fourth as her muscles fought uselessly against themselves to more her new form.

“There, much better” Kaitly said with a smile as she observed the sausage that she had just turned her sister into. Lyn’s world spun this way and that as she helpless stared back at her much larger sister. What her older sister intended to do with her Lyn didn’t know but in the next instance she was helplessly soaring through the air, before landing in the hands of the android main. “Maid” Kaitlyn asked, “Please inflate this for me”

Lyn was raised helplessly up to the androids mouth, those soft lips greeting hers once more, and once more cool air was blown into her. Her body swelled, growing, tightening, and stretching, but never losing the form that Kaitlyn had inflicted on her. The swelling travelled the length of her body, from her lips to eventually the tips of her toys when sudden pinch of pain erupted from her lips, and Lyn found the maid tying them into a tight knot. But just as strong of a sensation was the maid’s touch as it shifted it’s grasp on her inflated body. Every jostle and readjustment causing the helpless girl to quiver in what could only have been pleasure.

“Would there be anything else?” the maid asked. Lyn realized with a shock that she had been so distracted by the maid working her body over that she had not even noticed her sister changing. Gone was the casual lounge wear, replaced with something with more lace, white, and covering. Was that her costume?

“Yes actually” Kaitlyn started. “Can you make me a balloon dog?” Without responding, and before Lyn could event think about what she was about to become, the maid sprung into action. Spinning, twisting, pinching, folding. Lyn’s world was a blur of movement, sensation, of pain and intoxicating pleasure as the maid’s hands slowly made their way around her body, expertly applying some sort of action at set intervals along her tubular form. Each twist and turn threw her vision swimming, and Lyn struggled to take in exactly what was happening to her as he body squeaked and groaned from the process. Then, as quickly as it had started, it was over, and Lyn was passed back to Kaitlyn. The older girl, for her part, just brought the balloon over to the mirror, showing Lyn what had been done to her. “I think you will be perfect”

There, in the reflection, it all made sense. A clown and her balloon, that is what the sisters were going to be.

Lyn was helpless, tucked under her sisters arm as the “crazy clown” paraded her victim around and presented her balloon to different groups of her friends at the Halloween party. Everyone laughed at Lyn’s predicament. Sometimes Kaitlyn took the joke one step further, threatening to pop the balloon girl with a knitting needle, causing the balloon to wiggle helplessly in the older sisters grip to escape the danger, much to the delight of the onlooking crowd.

“Ooh, ooh, let me try” an overenthusiastic girl in a skimpy nurse outfit cried out before approaching the pair. With a pair of large metal scissors she repeated the torture, causing Lyn to cringe away from the grating sounds the scissors produced. This only drew more laughter from the crowd while Lyn could only feel the crushing press of her sister's arm as she laughed right along with them.

“So that’s really your little sister, huh” another of the group called out.

“Oh yeah. Little shit had it coming. Did you know she is into this too” Lyn cringed away at this as well, though the onlookers didn’t seem to notice this time. It was one thing to be presented around, but a whole different level for her true secret to just be handed away. But there was nothing Lyn could do to stop her sister.

“Maybe I should pop her the” the nurse stated with excitement as she flashed the scissors a second time.

“And I thought I was the maniac clown” Kaitlyn responded with an eye roll, “and as much as my little sister deserves it I should probably at least get her back home.”

“Doesn’t have to be in one piece though” again the nurse prodded for the chance to make a mess of the baloon. Lyn didn’t recognize the girl, but once this was all over she knew she needed to make sure she stayed far away from this friend. She was enjoying this too much for Lyn’s liking. Kaitlyn, though, seemed to have no interest in this, squeezing her sister more firmly in response.

“Careful Emily, lest I add you to my collection” Kaitlyn teased back, but the message was clear. The sisters continued their tour around the space, much to the displeasure of Lyn. But something stood out the Lyn. Meeting a rubbery person should have come as a surprise, why did they not seem shocked at it. Had her sister already told most of them about her. Was her little secret about being a rubber person not a secret at all?

“Hey Lilly, how’s my little airhead doing.” Kaitlyn commented as she approached yet another zombie, but somehow this one had found a way to remove its head.

“Oh look, it’s the clown and her stupid poodle balloon” the girls responded with a joking eye roll.

“Well that is what happens when you mess with a clown, even if their my sister” Kaitly joked in response as she showed her balloon off once more. This seemed to get the zombie’s attention.

“Planning on making me a poodle as well?” she commented as she looked down at Lyn. Her eyes lingered on the girl, before returning to Kaitlyn.

“Not today, unless your having a change of costume plans”

“Let’s not. I’m already going to have a pain washing this makeup out. But It think you already have a victim there. She treating you alright?”

“Like Lyn could do anything to me like this” Kaitlyn laughed at what she thought was a stupid question. But Lilly wasn’t looking at the girl, but at Lyn again. It was like the question wasn’t for Kaitlyn, but for her. It was stupid to think that, but Lyn shook a little in response, the best yes she could produce, but it oddly seemed to satisfy the zombie.

“Yeah my stupid sister is like you and likes it too. Who knew. Nearly gave mom a fright this afternoon” the clown chatted, much of the anger she had started the party with long gone. The two continued to chat, but that sentence, it had captured Lyn’s attention. Like her. Like her how? Was she like her, really like her. The decapitated head, that was it. She was a rubber girl, just like her. Lyn refocused on the moment, but the zombie was gone, lost again to the crowd as Kaitly continued to parade around the room. But that didn’t matter to Lyn. Not anymore.

There was someone like her. That her sister knew. That her sister knew the secret of as well, maybe even the whole friends group too? Was that why they were so comfortable with the state she was in. Had they done the same to Lilly in the past? Would they do the same again? Would they include her too? The questions occupied the balloons head, the party a dull presence in her as she pondered the implication of what she had just learned.

Epilogue

The rest of the party went much like the fist, though one party goer did paint a goofy smile on the balloon dog with a red lipstick at some point, and there was the moment where someone else had jokingly stolen her away. But that wasn’t what had kept Lyn’s attention. Those questions followed Lyn from the party echoing in her head till she was dumped on a pile of clothes in Kaitlyn’s room and left there for the night.

Questions that spawned no answers, only more questions. Would her own friends be so accepting? Would Lilly accept her as a possible friend? Maybe Lilly would be interested in the commands she had given the maid as well? The thought shocked her. She hadn’t thought about the maid all night, but suddenly it was there in her mind, tied so close to her desires that they were almost one and the same. Was she already so dependent on the machine? The question concerned her as darkness took the edges of her vision, as exhaustion overwhelmed the state of her body. But they would have to wait for another day.