It was another race day for the TF league. Somewhere inside the building known as the TF League's Obliteration Center, Amber and Zoe readied themselves in the Dust Bunnies locker room. There were dedicated rooms for each team, painted team colors, with a few cubbies, mirrors, showers, and a backless locker room bench. Each room also came with free to use snack machines, towels, a mop, bucket, plunger, and a table with a generic human shaped indent.

They said you didn't really join the league until you had to be poured into one.

Amber re-tied her shoes, double knotting them. She stood to get some last minute stretching in, frowning about something. Zoe was staring at the mirror, more concerned with her neckline than any other race prep. Both were wearing their orange Dust Bunnies tank tops and shorts uniforms rather than their usual outfits.

"Zoe, are you going to stretch at all? Everyone already knows you're boobs are gorgeous."

Zoe made one last adjustment, gently stretching her shirt up and letting it snap back into place, before responding. "Oh we'll do great. I must have my shirt in the right place to squish properly though. I have too many warnings on the books to spill out again, even if it has been a few years."

Amber smirked and raised an eye brow. "Wait, Scarlett and I have been watching highlights for years and-"

Zoe stuck her tongue out while reaching down to touch her toes. "You really think nobody's accidentally had wardrobe problems in these things? You realize all of our uniforms get tested to not dissolve in acid because of me right?"

That statement stopped Amber before she began talking. Her eyes looked up, trying to imagine what her teammate could have done. She shook her head and returned to stretching, now studying Zoe's clothes.

Zoe continued. "We have some new team trying to play spoiler today anyway. I know we've improved, but I don't think anyone can keep up with the good teams today. So, time to make some fans on the Goo Tube Highlight Reel!"

Amber didn't respond. Zoe waved at Amber, leaning over to show off her cleavage. "Like what you see? Don't go melting like your girlfriend."

Amber rolled her eyes. "Just checking you're not falling out yet. I'll melt for you later if you really want."

She pointed to a stack of paper on the bench. "Did you at least review the race notes?"

Zoe arched her back and stretched her arms in the air. "Nope! I figure you did and I want to be surprised. I promise I won't TRY to get squished for no reason, but if I do I'll look good for us."

Amber pouted while Zoe left the locker room. This was going to be a long race.

* * *

Lights turned green, and the steel doors of the stating line opened.

"GO!"

Amber and Zoe sprinted into the first obstacle room. They were immediately assaulted by sound of metal cranking and clanking. There were multiple paths visible in the long industrial hall, but they all had potential for splattering. The narrow passages were littered with gears crunching, pistons slamming, walls compacting, and other things obviously meant to squish and crumple competitors.

The strangest part was the finish on the gears. They had some sort of blocky clear paint to make them look like plastic toys.

Leaving Amber dismayed. "Ugh, what are we supposed to do here? It's like they WANT us to get flattened for no reason."

She studied things more and pointed straight ahead. "I think I see a way through the middle that will only flatten us a little. What do you think Zoe?"

Amber looked to her side. No one was there.

"Huh? Zoe?"

Amber looked up. Zoe was already sprinting at the first set of gears. She slid on her knee pads, making sure the gears came crushing together chest high.

"WOOOOO!!!"
*SQUIIIIIIIIIIIISH*SQUASH*SQUISH*

Zoe wiggled her arms in the air, thoroughly enjoying herself getting squeezed. Her boobs expanded and jumbled under the crushing force. Zoe threw her head back with a huge smile as everything between her neck and her hips was reduced to glorious 2D.

Her whole mid section scrunched together, eventually splatting wide to loud wet squashing sounds. The gears twisted and folded her at awkward angles, stretching and spreading her chest to double its normal size. A huge flop of her uniform's orange, lined with a gooey rim of overflowing boob, emerged as a folded floppy sheet of woman. As misshapen as Zoe was, she was grinning ear to ear.

Amber wasn't sure whether she should be upset Zoe rushed into getting squished, or happy she got to see it up close. "Zoe! GooTube hits or no, you're just rushing in?"

Zoe stood, her wide crinkled torso waving around in the air. "Hey, I'm through the trap right? You keep studying, but I'm going to-AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

*SQUOOOOOOOOSH*

Amber facepalmed.

Zoe's head flopped to the side, flipping her thin body right into another set of gears.

"WAAAaaAAAaAaaAAAHH!!"
*SQUIIIIIIIIIIIISH*

Zoe's legs got sucked into the next set of rollers. She threw her hands down to try and pull herself out, just getting them flattened onto her sides faster. Her legs were pinched, spreading mass out and up to her butt. With a loud *SPLOOOOORT* noise, her hips were flattened, and her flat chest was greedily consumed by the machine.

A long floppy ribbon of Zoe fluttered out the other side, now a long 3 foot wide ribbon of tan and orange, still with an extra burst of width at her now super thin breasts.

And a wry smile on her face.

"Wooooo more squishy-AAACK!"

*SQUASH*
*SPLOOOSH*

Whatever strange angle she entered on, Zoe kept fluttering into more gears. Each one spread her thinner, blurring her features more and more. Amber saw the orange mess of her friend get passed from trap to trap, get crushed and ground between gears. By the fifth set, Zoe left strands of her body stuck to machinery, losing cohesion while getting pounded into putty.

Miraculously, despite being reduced to a paint smear, Zoe emerged at the far end of the machines.

*SPLLAAAAAAAAAT*
*PLOP*

Sure, Zoe was nothing more than a blob of orange, viscous slime by the force of gears and pistons pummeling her. Maybe because Zoe was ready for a race day, the blob spread out into an orange puddle in roughly human shape relatively quickly.

Zoe's voice sounded like it was underwater. "Come on over Amber. Bet I can restore myself while you're still figuring out how to stay solid!"

Amber hrumphed and stomped a foot, but she knew Zoe was right. The longer she thought about not getting squished, the closer Zoe's reckless approach was to being the best. She took one last look at the path, some gears still dripping with Zoe, before settling on what she figured was the best option.

"Alright Zoe, get yourself together fast."

Amber ran at the same set of initial gears Zoe got squished in, but tucked herself tight to roll on top of them. She dashed under the first piston, then fell prone to log roll under more crushers.

She paused to double check her next move, scrunching herself together and ever so briefly short stacking herself under a piston that didn't quite reach the floor. She was a third of the way across, still intact, and Zoe was still sorting her colors out.

"Better hurry Zoe, I'll be there soon!"

Zoe responded by triumphantly lifting two goopy arms with thumbs up, which promptly collapsed back to the floor with an wet splash.

Amber charged forward once more, but her foot hit something. As she stumbled towards the next set of crushing gears, it occurred to her that Zoe's adventure showed nothing about the machine's floors, which was unseeable behind the mechanical monstrosity.

She landed short of the gears, prone and with her butt in the air. Footage would show she wasn't smiling, because she knew what came next.

The piston came slamming down.
*SQUAAAAAASH*
"OOOOOF!!"

Amber felt her butt get slammed into the rest of her. Her pliable body's mass shot to the sides under pressure, but the piston moved too fast to escape a flat fate. All of her was spread under her hips, reducing her to a massive orange butt-disk with a blond ponytail, orange clothed boobs, and peach thighs visible around it.

The piston rose, letting her flutter in the air. She flipped a few times, giving the cameras a good look at her saucered boobs, before landing on a pair of side by side forward spinning gears on the ground. They caught her, but on the other end of the spinning metal, gears spun to opposite sides.

"EEEEEP!"
*SPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHSHHHHH*

The teeth dug into Amber, ripping her soft floppy body asunder. She stretched apart, strands connecting the halves of her flat body trying to hold her together but utterly failing. Amber was obliterated in a rain of orange goop, leaving splattered bits of her visible on lots of spinning machinery.

Both halves of Amber made it through a few more tenderizing splats and rollings, before getting dumped in one place further along. he almost made her way to the end like Zoe, but fell short of the full distance.

Amber's gooey remains were dumped several meters within the machinery. A semi solid Amber head tried to extract itself in an attempt at restoring herself.

"Ugggh...That wasn't too bad actually, but now isn't the time for a full body massage. But...oh no, why am I on...?"

Only then did Amber notice she was puddled on top of a big X painted on the ground. She looked up, and saw another piston.

"Crap."
*SLAAAAAAAAM*
*SPLOOOOOSH*
*WHAM!!!*

The piston was merciless, chewing Amber into a sticky pile of orange and yellow. Bits of her splashed around the chamber, stretching from the mess of her on the floor to the walls and the piston. Every few smashes, her spiraled eyes were stretched on a peach sheet between the floor and her attacker.

*SLAM!*SLAM!*SLAM!*SLAM!*SLAM!*
*SQUASH*SQUISH*SPLASH*

Eventually, the pounding stopped. The unrecognizable puddle of Amber was poured along by the machine floor lifting up, making her liquefied remains drip to the last set of gears.

Meanwhile, a mostly reformed Zoe was getting to her feet. She twisted her forearm a few times, screwing it back into place, then puffed into her thumb to pop her chest back to full size.

"There we go, I think that gets everything back up to snuff. Now, how's our favorite sprinter doing?"

*SPLAAAAASH*

On cue, the last gears sprayed Zoe with Amber, coating her in orange and blond.

Zoe licked her lips. "Mmmm...You always taste like banana protein shakes. I guess I'm reassembling you while we run."

Amber's slime emitted a low groan. "Uuuuuugh...whatever, just move."

Zoe ran her hand over her face, collecting a huge glob of Amber. She started jogging to the next room, sloughing chunks of Amber off her body into the blob, building a great big orange ball of goo as she ran.

* * *

Zoe entered the next long corridor holding a large Amber colored ball. "You almost ready? Or do I need to bounce you through this one."

Amber, face painted on the side of her spherical body, rolled her eyes. "Oh just restore me already."

Zoe smiled, and slammed Amber to the ground. Her body compressed to a nearly flat state, but bounced back in her normal shape.

Amber held a hand to her forehead, blinking several times while getting reacquainted with her body. "Oy...thanks Zoe!"

"Don't mention it. What'd I tell you, easy first room! Although, I have NO idea what this is."

The hallway was well lit, walls and floors painted bright white. It was lined with colorful boxes, each painted bright saturated colors. Patterns were printed on them like hearts, clown faces, and teddy bears among others. In front of each box was a stripe of floor painted the same colors with large icon sized versions of the hearts, dolls, and the rest. The boxes were a good distance apart from each other, leaving the long stretches of floor in between painted white.

Amber scratched her head. "I have no idea. Why would they put a bunch of jack in the boxes in he-"

*CLICK*

The lights went super dim. The patterns dotting the boxes were still shining bright in the room. Amber and Zoe's uniforms were still visible, along with their glowing eyes in the darkness. Amber's blond hair was visible too, and Zoe's shined a dark grey. They looked around briefly, looking for what else was happening from their presumed safe spot at the entrance.

*CLICK*

Three seconds later, the lighting returned.

Amber was extra confused now. "What the hell was that?!"

Zoe shrugged. "Don't know, but we won't figure anything out by sitting here. Let's get squished!"

She grabbed Amber's arm, stretched it as she ran, and tugged her along.

After a few steps Amber's arm snapped together. She found her stride next to Zoe and regained her balance, but out of pure caution, Amber let her get a few step ahead. "I don't trust this, something's weird in this room. Keep your guard up."

Zoe scoffed at Amber while charging forward. "Oh relax, worst that happens is another sweet picture on-"

*CLICK*

Again, most of the room went dark, leaving most of the ladies invisible to each other. They slowed down, their disembodied eyes looked around anxiously, wondering what would happen.

*THOOOMP*

Amber jumped at the sound, but felt nothing. She saw Zoe jump too, but she crossed her eyes. Her sleeves in a blur, as if fighting some unseen opponent, before expanding beneath her eyes. Her orange-clad body got bigger, though her boobs expanded the most.

*HIIIIIIISS*HIIIIIIISS*HIIIIIIISS*
*CLICK*

The lights came back on, and Amber saw the hose in Zoe's mouth. She tracked it back to the box on the side of the room, and it hit her.

"Oooooh, the little dots in that color scheme are all balloons. I get it!"

Zoe tried to pout through her puffy cheeks because she got caught, but couldn't get past the delightful sensation of air filling her body. Her slim figure was already filled out, tummy growing beneath expanding breasts, filled from their already impressive cup size to impressive sizes. Zoe's limbs looked like sets of balloons tied off at the joints. Her skin was taking on a shiny rubbery sheen, inflating to huge size too fast for her to handle.

Her eyes bulged out of her face as her body struggled to find places to stash the air, She looked down at Amber as her body creaked, her eyes torn between worry and happiness. Her limbs were sucked into her spherical form with hollow rubber *THOOMP*s, and her body rumbled all over.

Amber covered her ears.

"OOOOOO!"
*BOOM*
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..."

Zoe popped. Scraps of orange and tan scattered around the passageway. The faint sound of her voice echoed around, enjoying her release.

Amber shielded her eyes from the sudden blast of wind, catching pieces of Zoe on her arm. "Uuugh. I guess I should get her back together so we can keep going."

Amber held what she had of her teammate, and started picking up the rest. She moved quickly, not wanting to lose time, slamming shreds into the growing collection of Zoe in her arms. A minute into her work, they started gelling together. Amber felt the warm tingle of Zoe's body morphing into a shifting mass of multicolor goop as she tried to restore herself.

It didn't take long. Soon, Zoe was sprouting arms and legs. Or course Amber had to remain disciplined enough to not stare of Zoe's jumbling breasts growing out of the ooze, probably formed early on purpose for her online fans.

"That just about does it. Just one more. Here, you're getting heavy."

Amber dropped Zoe with a satisfying *PLOP*, and ran to grab the last piece of Zoe.

*CLICK*
*WOOOOOHHHHHMMMMM*
"Blaarraaghghgagaaa!"

Zoe, just then forming a head in the darkness, saw Amber's eyes and silhouetted body sink and spread towards the floor. Her eyes sank to the floor at different speeds, drifting apart.

*CLICK*

With the lights back on, Zoe saw the giant heat lamps around Amber. Warm red light surrounded the blond, and she was clearly unable to take the heat. She was a drippy mess of a woman, legs already lost to a puddle and hips about to join them. Her arms were peach splats flowing down her body. The rest of her was reduced to layers of goop pooling across the floor.

Zoe, restored enough to get up, cautiously approached Amber once the heat lamps retracted back into the strange box. She hooked a finger into Amber's ooze, and tugged to drag her out. Somehow, her liquefied friend slid as one giant blob, leaving a streak of orange and blond goo on the ground.

"Lucky you, getting the melty trap. I guess I do owe you a restoration. Here!"

Zoe's arms moved as a blur. Droplets of orange and peach Amber splashed around, but slowly built into almost a snow woman version of Amber crafted from the goop.

She stood back to take in her handiwork. "There, now just think," she flashed her hands open for emphasis, "Amber!"

The goo-woman shook, and *POP* Amber resumed her human form.

Amber shook the cobwebs out of her head with a rattling noise. "Whoa...thanks."

Zoe made an exaggerated thinking face, putting a hand on Amber's shoulder to make sure she was looking. "Just tell me how Scarlett reacts to that."

Amber gave a sly smirk and brushed Zoe's hand away. "Do you really have to ask how fast she can melt? Let's go."

They ran through the rest of the hallway without much incident. Zoe only stepped on one more trap, the image of anvils on the tile too much for her to resist. Amber rolled her eyes, shook the six foot Zoe pancake back into shape, and they continued until...

"Hold up Zoe. I don't see any safe spots ahead."

Amber and Zoe both stopped in front of a long stretch of traps. Or course, their exit was visible on the far side. They counted, trying to gage the distance.

*CLICK*

Amber's green and Zoe's silver eyes exchanged frustrated glances in the darkness.

*CLICK*

Amber's finger pointed and tallied the last few. "Ten of them? We have to run 200 feet?"

Zoe's eyes drifted dreamily towards the ceiling. "We could just pick a fun one and go in for one more squish. Could be fun getting smooshed together."

Amber sighed. "As if you can tell which one of those will actually flatten you to the floor from here."

Zoe pouted. "So?"

*CLICK*

Amber's green eyes stared at Zoe, unseen arms yanking her braid into the air in the dark.

"The moment the lights come on, we run."

Zoe's eyes opened wide, and bright blue sweat drops came off her head in the darkness. "But we'll never make it, even with your speed. We should look for the right trap for the fans and-"

*CLICK*

Amber, still clutching Zoe's hair, wheeled her legs and took off, leaving a cloud of dust and most of Zoe behind.

Zoe's neck stretched from her head in Amber's hand, all the way to her body still standing where they started. "YAAAAAAAAAAARG Amber you're crazy!"

"Come ON Zoe, I can't carry you the whole way, start running!"

"AAAAAAAAAMMBEEEEEEEEEEER!"

Zoe gulped. Her body jumped after them, snapping back to her neck. Amber was almost across the whole stretch when Zoe collided with herself, making her and Amber tumble to a stop on one of the last trap spaces, sprawled out on the ground.

The pattern was two silhouettes, much like a street sign, holding hands.

*CLICK*

Amber's green eyes narrowed in the darkness. "This better be good."

Zoe's silver eyes looked around anxiously. "The pictures were holding hands? Maybe it's friendl-OOOOF"

*WHAM*
*SPLAAAAAT*

Both ladies had their outfits and eyes slam to the ground in great big rings of flattened color.

*CLICK*

Amber and Zoe were both smooshed to the ground in big floppy pancakes. Some bits of their bodies were wrinkled in bumps, but their one inch thick bodies were sheets of woman with saucered boobs and faces painted on. Bright orange circles peeked out where their butts were clearly flattened.

And above them, on long metal tube arms, were a pair of cartoonishly large white gloves. Bits of their colors were still splattered on them.

Amber's face was disheveled and worried with green spiral eyes.

Zoe was grinning, her flat hands pointing at her flattened chest.

Amber blinked, returning her eyes to normal. "Oooof...what happened?"

Zoe's eyes slid to the side to look at Amber. "I don't think they're done with us yet. Look!"

Amber gulped, and the hands reached down. They flipped Amber over, showing off her wide flattened butt, then put Zoe on top of her. They rose into the air, and...

*WHAM*WHAM*WHAM*WHAM*WHAM*

Slapped down on them repeatedly. Each slap spread the pair further across the floor, flattening them into a paper thin twenty by twenty foot square.

The hands picked the ladies up. They folded them in half repeatedly, until they were a 1 foot orange square with black and blond trim. One hand zipped back into its box, retrieving a pair of scissors.

*SNIP*SNIP*SNIP*SNIP*SNIP*SNIP*
"AIEEEEEEEEE!"

Scraps of their squashed bodies flew everywhere. After a few seconds of furious cutting, the hands casually tossed the scissors back into its box with a loud crash. The hands extended over the exit door, pulling the cut up Dust Bunnies apart with a loud crinkling noise, pinning the ends to the wall.

Hanging over the door were a chain of Amber and Zoe cutouts. Every Amber had the same splayed shocked expression, but each Zoe looked like a different page in a dancing flip book.

The Ambers groaned in unison. "Whooooaaaa..."

The center Zoe rolled her eyes. "Calm down. They're sweeping the scraps over here, just focus on pulling together."

It took another minute of effort, swaying in the air conditioning, to get free from the wall. Once they floated to the ground, their paper cut outs ripped free from each other, joined with their scraps in big multicolored blobs, and punched back into their normal shapes.

Zoe jumped and clapped. "That was AWESOME! Sure it could have done with less scissors, but still! It-UUUURK"

*BOP*

Amber, visibly holding back a little anger, pulled her hand back from pounding Zoe's head deep into her shoulders. Zoe's boobs were a few sizes bigger from the added mass. She grabbed Zoe's hand, and tugged her along. "Come on, we're losing time here."

* * *

A minute later, Amber and Zoe entered a seemingly large room. Most of it remained shrouded in darkness. Only their small entrance area was lit.

To their sides were a few basic implements, but they looked funny. The large mallet had the crinkled red ridges of a toy hammer, even though the heavy hammer head felt completely solid. There were large backpacks connected to water guns, like everyone used as children, but way too full of water. That, and they were surprisingly full of actual water, not acid or anything else melty or dissolving. There were sacks of marbles, some bladed Nerf weapons, more toys, and one more out of place object.

Amber investigated that while Zoe was testing the hammer's weight. "Hey Zoe, I get the toy theme we've been seeing, but what's up with the real size cannon?"

"Because you're going to need all the help you can get!"

Lights clicked on, one set at a time in that industrial *CLUNK*CLUNK* way. Out of the darkness appeared an oddly dressed veritable army of ten foot tall wooden soldiers, each with the classic nutcracker jaw and huge flat feet. The strange thing about them was they all resembled a young woman in a faint pink gym shirt and shorts with a deep red-violet trim, a fishnet undershirt, and red-hot-pink tips highlighting their shoulder length black hair.

The each one's shirt was stamped with a logo of a teddy bear lifting a large wrench, in the deep red color.

The walls featured more soldiers as the base of pillars every few feet. The other notable features of the room were a big machine on the left with clear paneling, no doubt for the cameras to see inside, a room exit door, and a large dent in the wall vaguely resembling a teddy bear outline.

Zoe, still carrying her mallet, scampered over to Amber and whispered. "Hey, do you remember the new team's name?"

Amber gave Zoe a side glare for a moment. "They're the Toy Tinkerers. All the soldiers look like Emi, you can tell from the nets and the hair. I'm guessing that was her voice earlier. Her team really likes toys. I just wasn't expecting to be in a production of The Nutcracker."

Zoe hefted her hammer. "Well, nothing we can't start smashing. Let's do the thing! YOU'RE GETTING SQUISHED EMI!"

"Zoe wait! We still don't know where Emi actually is!"

Zoe didn't listen. She ran directly at the army. The soldiers turned to address their attacker, but couldn't close fast enough for Zoe's first swing.

*CRUNCH*

Splinters and bits of wooden Emi flew everywhere. Zoe grinned, and spun at the next one.

*CRUNCH*

"Hah! I could do this all day! These things are slow!"

Emi's voice echoed through the chamber again. "Maybe, but WE ARE LEGION."

Zoe looked around, slowly realizing that even if she was smashing soldiers, she was now surrounded by them. Her face grew pale.

"Maybe, but I'm taking a few more of you with me!"

Zoe swung once. *CRUNCH*
Zoe swung twice. *CLANK*
"Huh?"

Zoe turned, and saw just how surrounded she was. The soldiers had closed enough she had no space to wind up a hammer swing. Worse, the nutcrackers were swatting away the hammer with surprising strength.

"Uh oh?"

Emi cackled. "HAHAHAHA! Forward March!"

The wooden soldiers towered over Zoe, shoved her to the ground, and gave Zoe a demonstration of why they had giant feet.

*SQUIIIIIIIIISH*
"EEEEK!"
*SQUAAAASH*
"GYAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
*SQUIIIIIIIISH*

The feet came down, compressing Zoe's body to the floor. She collapsed into a wide short stack version of herself under the weight. The foot pressed harder, forcing her center to the floor, bugging her eyes out, and utterly crushing her into a nice wide pancake of Zoe.

They weren't done though. Several soldiers marched over her, taking time to spread her further across the floor, reducing Zoe to a face up orange, black, and tan square shaped smear on the ground.

Amber shook her head and looked around. At least Zoe gave her some time to think, but now she had to figure out how to get Zoe out of there. She was getting a plan together when she saw a relatively short soldier approach Zoe's flattened form.

In fact, she looked human.

The true Emi loomed over what she figured was Zoe's flat face. "They told me you liked getting squished, but recklessly attacking an army? You are a wild one."

She peeled Zoe off the ground with a loud "SHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLLRP." Emi stared at the unrecognizable square of Zoe's colors.

"I hope you like cranes. I need to make sure you don't get up while I'm fixing things."

Amber watched Emi start folding Zoe in a flurry of motion. She was still double checking her work, sometimes swearing, crinkling Zoe into...

Amber tilted her head, realizing it did sort of resemble proper origami.

Either way, Emi was not paying attention to Amber at all.

Amber looked at her equipment options. "I've gotta get Zoe out of there. The way those soldiers walked all over her..."

Her eyes lit up. She grabbed some sacks of marbles, rolled them into the troops, grabbed a mallet, and sprinted in after them.

They had the desired effect. Soldier after soldier stomped towards Amber, tumbling on the marbles.

Despite the chaos, Emi was hyper focused on getting her new Zoe paper crane in order. She was completely fixated on her work, walking in the general direction of the strange machine on the side of the room. Every few folds, she crumpled Zoe up and started over, making sure she got everything perfect.

"No, that's not right..."*CRUMPLE*

Emi tried to smooth Zoe out, having more trouble after each successive reset. "Gah, you need to stay flat! What's the use in folding you if you just crinkle up?"

*POP*

To Emi's surprise, the wrinkly paper Zoe popped back to her normal buxom figure in her arms over the machine. Rather that struggle to escape, Zoe stared right back at Emi, and spoke with the sultriest voice she could muster.

"Well rookie? You gonna throw me in your squish machine or what?"

Emi jumped back in surprise, dropping Zoe. "AAACK! What?!"

Zoe didn't try to catch herself, and fell in. "WHEEEEEEE!"
*BOOOMP*
*CRASH*

Emi was dumbfounded by her first encounter with Zoe. "Wait, did she *WANT* me to squish her? Was she just hitting on me or was she trying to make me drop her? Maybe I should have said her advances were falling flat? I guess I should to invite her friends over for testing with Grace later..."

*tap*tap*
"Huh?"

Emi turned to see who tapped her on the shoulder. Amber was behind her, waving one hand and lifting her hammer with the other.

"Emi right? Nice to meet you! I know you're new here, and I do like your toys, but you shouldn't forget to pay attention to your other opponent."

*WHAM!!!*

Emi's body compressed under Amber's swing. Her flattened head vanished, making her chest expand out several sizes before it too squished wide under hammer. Her thighs widened with extra mass before flattening and spreading on the floor as a giant peach skin colored base.

Her flattening chest pushed out into a six foot pancake, unable to escape Amber, but more importantly, pushing through her fishnet undershirt. Bits of her flesh started oozing through like play dough, until the hammer smashed the ground. The shockwave reverberated through her, and her body lost integrity.

*SPLOOOOOOOOSH*

Gooey bits of Emi burst through her shirt, splattering on the floor. Strands of her pulverized body stuck to Amber's hammer, red highlights snapping back to splash across her face. The origami master was now a quivering blob of pink and peach toony flesh on the ground.

Amber leaned on her hammer with a smug look on her face. "Rookie mistake. Also, you probably need to talk to the It Fits outfitters.  Pepper makes stuff that should flatten with you so you don't explode out of it."

Emi's gooey face blushed and bubbled, trying to hide a smile.

It was a look Amber saw all too often on Scarlett. "Unless...you like that sensation? Well, in that case-"

*CHOMP*

Before Amber could finish, one of Emi's nutcrackers finally made it behind her. In a delightful twist, Amber herself wasn't paying attention, and the nutcracker closed its jaw around her with astonishing force.

Amber's body scrunched and collapsed, much like Zoe's. Without the room for her body to spread in the soldier's jaws, her malleable body completely filled the mouth when scrunched to half height. With no space left for her flattening body, her eyes bugged out just before she burst, splattering into a mess or orange and blond paint in its mouth.

The victorious soldier walked a forward, leaning over the big mystery machine. It opened its mouth, letting Amber flow down into the mechanizations below.

Emi looked around, realizing she was the only one left. She needed to restore herself before Amber and Zoe could get back on their feet, but her restoration skills were still at the rookie tier. Her blobby body tried to ooze together, starting to solidify. Still, she couldn't snap back into shape.

For all her efforts, Emi could only morph from scattered goop to six foot diameter, three inch thicc disc.

"Uuuuuugh! I can't relax now! I need to fall back. I can dream about that delightful feeling later."

Emi shook a little, and her feet popped out below her. She used that mobility to retreat to her side of the room, while the machine dealt with her opponents.

* * *

Inside the machine, orange and yellow globs of splattered Amber splashed down the chute towards the machines that led to the clear casing area for TV. Through that transparent siding, the effects of the machine on Zoe and Amber were visible to everyone watching.

Zoe, dented and crumpled from falling in, was moving along on a conveyor of sorts. She stuck her thumb in her mouth, and puffed back into shape before sitting up.

She was immediately pounded down by the machinery.

*WHAM*
"OOOF!"
*SLAM*
"AAAAAAAAAAH Yeah!"
*SQUOOOOOOOOOSH*
"OOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooh yeeeeeaaaaaah..."

Zoe was squished, cubed, and folded into herself until her body was reduced to a sticky blob of orange, black, and tan. Her beautiful figure was lost to a viscous gooey form that was sticking to machinery.

Not that she was complaining.

Once the machine sensed Zoe had no solid body, it continued carrying her to the end. A wheel of chambers spun around, seemingly randomly. Once it stopped, Zoe was poured in.

Behind her, Amber got the short version. Already reduced to goop, the machine threw her into a blender to make sure she was totally pureed. Her eyes briefly spun around the container, before she too was poured into another chamber.

Colors swirled in each woman's container. They bubbled and shifted around, until something made a loud "DING" sound.

There was a burst of steam, and two large toys came out the end. One was a bright orange dumb truck with a yellow cab, proving once and for all Amber really did have a butt like a dump truck. The other was an orange T-rex with a black streak of spines down her back.

Zoe the toy T-Rex got up, and hopped around with its limited mobility. "Amber, look! She turned me into Little Joey from our game nights!"

Amber backed into Zoe, knocking her into the back of her truck body, and drove back to the entrance.

* * *

Amber shook her butt a little more, popping the last of dump truck butt back into shape. "That...was something."

Zoe's body was back to normal, except for her head and claws. "Look at me! I'm gonna chomp her and-OOOOF!"

Amber frowned, and bopped Zoe on the head again. Her body collapsed to the ground in a small orange disk, before immediately bouncing back in a fully human shape.

"Aaaaw."

Amber ignored Zoe, and examined the army of wooden Emi soldiers blocking their path. "What do we do. They're actually not that hard to smash individually, but there's so many we're bound to get flattened again. Where the hell is she anyway?"

Zoe walked next to her, and clapped her hands like an alligator mouth. "We could always get chewed up again instead? I keep telling you to consider a few glamor splatters."

Amber furrowed her brow, not seeing any good openings. "And I keep reminding you we shouldn't get TFed on a whim for..."

Amber walked behind the cannon while Zoe tested the weight of yet another hammer.

"For what Amber?"

Amber patted the side    of an off color wooden soldier behind the cannon, this one a uniform pale stone blue in Emi's shape. It was a traditional nut cracker, but the Amber was running her hand along it's smooth round mouth. "Was this statue always here?"

Zoe looked it over. "Must have been lost in the darkness. What are you thinking?"

Amber grabbed the other water gun pack, put it on, and hopped up to sit in nutcracker's mouth. "Squish me, then use the cannon to shoot me behind them. Then do your fancy whirlwind trick against them as long as you can."

Zoe slinked over, feeling along the soldier's arm for some sort of lever. "The great Amber wants to be squished? Are you sure?"

Amber sighed. "Yeah, unless you have anoth-URK!"

*SQUIIIIIISH*

Amber winced when Zoe interrupted her by pulling the nutcracker's arm. Its mouth crushed around her. Her stomach got incredibly wide while her head and legs were squeezed together. The machine squished her into a perfect spherical shape, with very pronounced boobs seemingly painted on her expanded torso.

"-ther idea. Oooof."

Zoe grinned and picked her up. "It's okay, I like where you're going with this. Enjoy the back wall!"

Amber's squashed face atop the ball screamed uncertainty. "Uuuugh, maybe this isn't a good idea."

Zoe responded by shoving Amber into the cannon. "In ya go, sprinter!"

Amber's voice echoed from within. "Why did I agree to thiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-"

*BOOM*
"WAAAAAAH!!!"
*SPLAT*

Zoe pulled the toy cannon's string, and Amber flew across the arena. She sailed harmlessly over everything, slamming into a huge six foot disk against the back wall. Amber's butt, orange shorts, and flat blond ponytail were the only thing visible, other than her hands splayed to the sides.

Amber slowly peeled off the wall over the course of several seconds, with a loud peeling noise. "Uuuuuuugh...that stings."

With a loud *FLOP*, Amber fell to the floor face up.

"Missed me! Time to march all over Zoe again."

Zoe ran a few steps towards the front lines, then stopped hard on her lead foot. She let her momentum spin her around, winding her body and her hammer around herself. Once she was a twisted pillar of tan limbs, she unleashed, becoming a orange and black tornado with a hammer.

*CRASH*
*SMASH*
*CRRRKKRRRKK*

Zoe spun through the wooden soldiers, scattering them apart. One by one they clattered aside, clearing a path to the back towards Amber. She almost did it, but she ran out of steam at the back line, forcing one last swing through a soldier before her floppy arms twirled around her, pulling her to the ground.

She sat there, dizzy and dazed. Her eyes were silver spirals, and there were tiny Emis skipping around her head.

*SQUEAK*SQUEAK*SQEAUK*

Zoe shook herself back to her senses. In front of her was the real Emi, next to a giant toy cannon of her own.

She pouted, shoulders slouched. "Aw, can't you teach me origami tricks instead?"

Emi grinned. "I promise to teach you how to fold your friends later. But this is business."

She pulled the cord on the toy cannon.
*KA-BOOOOOOM*

When the smoke cleared, Zoe was charred completely black. She puffed a stray strand of hair out of her face, only for it to flick into the air and disintegrate upon hitting the ground.

Zoe sat motionless, unamused by what came next.

"I HAAAAAAATE when this happens."

*PLT-SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSs*

Zoe's body collapsed to ashes in waves. Her butt fell first, breaking through her legs, crumbling everything below her waist into a pile of black dust. Her chest drained away next, filtering to the ground slowly at first before flowing down like sand through her hands. The waves of soot growing larger by the second until her head fell away in one piece, poofing into a cloud of dust on impact.

Her blinking eyes hovered in the air a moment longer, before landing on top, glaring at her foe.

Emi giggled before turning around to find Amber, but not before one more quip. "You know, if Amber still hasn't popped back from the wall, maybe I could mix you into paper. If what I've seen from you is true, you'd make a great pattern on the page and-OOOOMP!"

*THOOOMP*

A fully restored Amber was behind her with the water cannon. "Sorry, I've been restoring myself from Scarlett's accidents for a long time now. Anyway, I love this weapon's design."

Amber adjusted something on the water gun, and gave it some pump action with a loud gun cocking noise.

"I even found the fill fast button."

Amber pulled the trigger, inflating Emi. The weight of the water made legs swell first, her calves and and thighs growing thicc. Her boobs started swelling in her shirt next, stretching the fabric to its limits.

Then the water hit her torso. Emi's skin expanded into her already stretched fish netting. Whether or not it was a good thing, it held together, forcing her skin to bulge through in tiny squares seeking room to stretch into. She surged larger and larger, filling with water, looking more and more like a strange water balloon.

Amber kept the flow coming with a smug look on her face. "Aaaaany minute now."

Emi's body was creaking. She was nearly spherical, even if the water weight kept her bottom heavy. She wobbled larger, until her neck and limbs were completely sucked into her balloon body. Getting inflated wasn't her favorite past time, but she could feel her fishnets biting into her, struggling to contain her growing body.

She was rumbling violently now. Her watery eyes suddenly expanded out. She was at her limit.

Her fishnets ripped into her, spraying water everywhere.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!"
*SPLOOOOOOOOOOOSH*

Emi exploded into a flurry of toony scraps, releasing a torrent of water. She would have to worry about the complexities of restoring herself from this later. For now, she was relaxing.

Amber braced herself against the flood, which toppled most of the remaining toy soldiers. She looked at Zoe's ashes. They were still there, but the hydrated. Now a less scorched Zoe was mixing together, rising as a pillar of goop molding herself back into shape.

She smiled at her teammate's restoration, reminding herself to not get too turned on by Zoe's gooey antics.

Amber turned back to the growing pile of Emi bits in front of her, and the teddy bear indent in the wall. "Hurry up Zoe, I think I know what comes next."

Zoe's head splashed out of the orange and tan blob. "I'm working on it! It takes time to stay cute after disintegrating!"

Her head melted back into the goop, then she spun and *POP* resumed her sexy shape.

Amber shook her head. "Silly Zoe, you're always cute. Here, make sure I don't drop any of her."

She lifted the pile of Emi, carrying her to the toy machine. "I guess you're happy your shirt did you in again. You'll have to tell us later if you picked the toy machine because you like this, or if this was your team mate's idea."

The pile rustled. "Blame Grace."

Amber nodded. "I will. Enjoy!"

Amber wasn't sure how tatters could gulp that loudly, but she could swear she heard Emi bemoan her fate as she fluttered in. She turned and saw Zoe already looking into the machine.

Zoe looked excited. "This felt pretty good while we were inside. I've gotta see it happen."

*SQUISH*
*SHASH*
*SMUSH*

Emi's remains were smashed together into a pink and peach skin muck with streaks of red-violet highlights. The smashing continued until she was a single blob of colors bubbling around. Red lights came on, super heated to melt any surviving solid Emi.

"Uuuuuugggggh...can't...get...solid."

The Emi ooze was poured into another mold, where she was cooled and locked into the shape of a small teddy bear.

Amber scratched her head, and quickly looked at the wall. "That's weird. She should be bigger."

On cue, a hose plugged into the teddy bear's stomach. Emi's bear-face looked very worried, looking at the large bumps approaching her through the hose.

*PLOOMP*PLOOMP*PLOOMP*

Emi's teddy bear stomach instantly quadrupled in size. The next pumps filled her limbs the same way, then her head. The hose pumped her full a little more, making Emi wince as her stitching stretched. She really didn't want to explode again this soon.

Mercifully, it stopped, and the hose retracted. The machine moved the huge Emi teddy along, and dropped it outside the machine.

"Whooooa....um?...GG?"

Amber and Zoe laughed, picked her up, and moved to the next room.

* * *

Amber and Zoe, still in the hall between rooms, heard multiple loud noises coming from the room ahead.

Loud engines. Clanging steel. Crumbling rock. Even the occasional explosion.

They looked at each other, and cautiously walked into the light before them.

Both of their eyes lit up at what they saw.

"TRUCKS!"

Giant size construction vehicles littered a large dirt arena, though in keeping with the theme, every one had a toy motif and a clunky plastic shine. A long path wound down a huge dirt mountain, ending at a large doorway with "FINISH" painted on a banner above it.

Zoe's smile faded the more she studied the course. She pointed at the door. "Please tell me I don't see steel doors there."

Amber's smile only got bigger. "Yeah. Just means we might get to drive a truck."

Zoe shrugged. "Honestly? That's why it was originally me and Jess. She's great with those. Can you drive a bulldozer?"

Amber laughed. "Nope, but if I've learned anything from doing this with Scarlett, it's to charge forward and let the transformation happen. We'll probably get turned into something that can solve this problem before we figure anything else out."

Zoe started walking down the path. "I don't know. Sure getting flattened for hits is one thing, but even if I am looking for Goo Tube content, I'm not sure what to use in here. Steamrollers are so overplayed. I'll try to take it slow though and-AAAACK!"

*BYYYYYOOOOOOOMMMMP*

Before she could react, a huge 10 foot wrecking ball crashed into Zoe. Her surprised scream opened her mouth enough for her to accidentally swallow it, turning her into a huge Zoe orb crashing around the room. Most of her features were still painted on the side, but for the most part she was a giant ball of tan and orange with big silver eyes.

Zoe cried in mock horror as she flew through the room. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

"Zoe!"

Amber ran after her, trying to find the source of the cable swinging her around the room. She was making good time down the hill, but wasn't paying attention to where she was stepping.

"I've got to-WHOOA!"

Amber's foot found a ditch, tripping her up. She spread her arms out, trying to stay balanced even if she couldn't stop. Still stumbling forward, she finally looked at the terrain ahead of her.

There was a parking lot ahead, roped off by multiple shiny strings. Every few feet was a sign.

"Danger, ongoing paving, protected by...Razor Wire?!"

She had no chance of stopping. She braced herself for wires digging into her hips, her shoulders, even her face...

*SHWP*SHWP*SHWP*SHWP*
*PLOP*PLOP*

Eight chunks of Amber tumbled into the lot ahead. Amber's separated eyes looked at each other, then her many pieces of torso. She tried not to smile too much looking at her own butt quivering on the ground.

Zoe was still caught between enjoying her ride and wanting to get down. "WHEEEEEEEEEE AMBER GET ME DOWN!"

Amber's voice came in stereo from both halves of her face. "Aaaarg IN A MINTUE!"

She focused for a minute. "Okay, I've worked on this trick. Just gotta focus and..."

Amber closed her eyes. All eight chunks of her body started shaking slowly, then quivering quickly. They each became liquid swirls of paint spiraling up, then

*POP*POP*POP*POP*POP*POP*POP*POP*

They each popped into a miniature Amber.

They huddled together like a team planning something. One of the Ambers that formed from her head spoke to the rest. "Alright, we did the first part! Now we just need to run into each other and-"

*SLAM*
*BOOMP*
"AAAAAAAAAHH!"

They looked up. Zoe slammed into a collection of steel beams, and was now free of the wrecking ball. Unfortunately, the huge steel orb was falling towards them.

The lead Amber put her hands on her hips while the others pouted. "Well that's hardly fair."

*SQUIIIIIIIIIISH*

The Ambers vanished under the crushing weight, shrinking and splatting to the ground. When it rolled away, Amber was reduced to a parachute pattern of orange, yellow, and peach, painted on the ground.

Meanwhile, a few feet away...
"WAAAAAAH"
*SPLAAAAAAT*

Zoe fell to the earth head first. She spread flat as she landed, black ring of hair surrounding an inch thick orange and tan disk of seven foot pancaked woman.

But her big flat butt did splat into a huge orange heart.

She groaned. "Uuuuuugh."

Amber's green eyes opened on top of her inky body. "Well, at least you're on the ground now. Can you get up?"

"I think so. Give me a second."

Zoe's form wobbled.

*POP*
*WOB*WOB*WOB*

Zoe's body popped into the air, and flopped over itself to land face up. She was mostly flat, but her face and boobs were sticking out of the disk.

Amber rolled her flat eyes. "Seriously?"

Zoe grinned. "This has been a popular transformation lately. I needed to give it a shot-"

*CRAAASH*
*SPLOOOOOSH*

The steel beams Zoe crashed into fell from above, obliterating her. Tan, black, and orange goop splashed from the epicenter. As more steel clanged onto the pile, bits of Zoe oozed out. A small stream Zoe was flowing out of the pile.

Amber's eyes shot open with surprise. She tried not to think about Zoe's glorious explosion and pull herself together. The painted parachute puffed into the air, and seemingly pinched in place by Amber's eyes, swooped and swirled into Amber's normal shape.

She hustled to where Zoe was flowing. Her goop being squeezed from the beams and oozing into a suspiciously large and round ditch.

Zoe had gathered enough of herself in there to pull the top half of her restored body out of the muck. "Uuuugh, that was just rude! Did I at least look good doing it?"

Amber gave a distracted nod, looking around for a reason this would exit.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the cement mixer. She looked further down the hill, and saw the wrecking ball rolling only a little wide of the exit doors.

She ran to the truck. "Oooo! Zoe, stand a little higher up the hill and get ready to push. I've got an idea."

Zoe looked up from reforming her legs. "Wait, what are you doing?!"

Amber pointed the mixer at the ditch. "Thinking like Scarlett!"

She jumped in, and the machine whirred to life. Amber tumbled around inside with the rest of the cement. She felt her body loosen up as she crashed against the walls, folding into herself and losing track of where parts of her body actually were. She eventually splattered into a gooey state, mixing with the concrete.

Outside, a restored Zoe was clamoring out of the ditch. "What the heck is she thinking?! Does she *want* to shatter?"

*SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORT*

The mixer lifted its tank, and a bright yellow-orange mixture poured out. It filled the ditch-turned-mold with a long, round, cement Amber pillar.

Amber's race appeared on her side, looking at Zoe. "Quick! Push me towards the door!"

A light bulb appeared over Zoe's head. "OH! I get it now."

She started pushing her pillared friend. "Can you steer like that?"

Amber willed her stone body out of the ditch, doing what she could to help Zoe. "Maybe a little? I think we'll crash through the door though. With a body like this, it'd be hard for it to stop us."

Zoe grinned. She nudged Amber over the edge, but didn't let go. "Good, I don't want to be just running after you."

Amber was testing her ability to change direction, but also felt Zoe. "Wait, what are you...?"

She felt and saw Zoe fling herself in front, taking a ridiculous pose to no doubt get painted onto her.

*SPLAAAAAAAAT*

Amber felt Zoe's body flatten against her cement form. It still felt great.

Zoe's battered body wasn't completely solid, not that she cared. She wiggled her butt as it spread across Amber. Her body was still warm, and Zoe always liked a hot stone massage. She gave a relaxing sigh as mass was forced up her body. She expanded as she flattened, her body rippling apart into a tan goop that stuck to Amber, painting her huge assets and blissful smile across the off-yellow cement.

Amber remembered she had to stay solid and not lose herself to Zoe's warmth surrounding her. She blinked a few times to get Zoe out of her face as she directed her rolling body.

"Okay, left here, watch that bump, okay a little to the right to compensate..."

Soon there was clear slope between her and the steel doors, save for a small ramp a few feet in front of the door. Perfect to roll into the air.

Amber smiled. "Alright, full speed ahead! Ready Zoe?"

The paint smear surrounding Amber responded. "YeeeEEAAAAaeeeeAAAAaaeeeeAAAAAh!!!"

*SLAAAAAM*
*CRRRRRRK*
*THOOOOOOOM*

* * *

The TV in the Dust Bunnies's house showed those steel doors swing open from the other side. A very, VERY cracked yellow and orange pillar of concrete flew through the doors, shattering on impact with the floor. Chunks of crumbling Amber scattered across the room, spraying Zoe's pulverized body everywhere. Her tan mist soon covered the camera lens, hiding the view of the room.

Zoe and Amber's recorded voice came through the speakers, sounding like they just melted away at the spa. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Followed by a female commentator's voice. "And that smashing finish was good for third in today's time trials. It may not have been the fastest, but The Dust Bunnies shattering through the door was easily the most entertaining finish of the day!"

On the couch, Scarlett completely melted into a bubbling mess after watching Amber go to pieces. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhbllblblblblb..."

Amber, long since restored and back in her normal outfit on the couch, ran a finger through her girlfriend. "I thought you might like that one babe."

Scarlett bubbled on the couch. "Too...good...after all those other splats too. And the melt. You make a good pancake."

Amber smiled and continued stirring Scarlett. "Hear that Zoe? She liked it!"

Nearby, on a big comfy chair, sat Zoe. She looked exhausted, dropped over her seat like a fresh towel.

"She better. My phone IS lighting up, but I wasn't planning on exploding into a fine mist today. I think I'm still only half solid."

"So you don't want me sitting in your lap?"

All three looked to Jess, walking in from the kitchen.

Zoe smiled. "Oh I never said that. Try this chair out, the cushions are form fitting!"

Jess jumped, landing on Zoe with a wet *SQUELCH*. Splashes of Zoe's color oozed out from behind her in the seat, along with her voice.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH Yeah...that's the stuff."

Jess wiggled her hips a few times to nestle in, just to be certain she was comfy and her girlfriend was reduced to wet paint.

Then she turned to Amber. "So is this a painting night or a just relax night?"

Amber picked up some of Scarlett's inky body, letting it drip through her fingers. "Oh, I'm sure we'll think of something."