Zoe, wearing a black tee shirt that said "2D for 2" in bright yellow to match her short skirt, peeked out from the back door. Beyond a slightly raised platform was a room full of cushioned tables for her upcoming massage class. She recognized many of the faces, making the usually flashy woman uncharacteristically nervous.

"Wow, that's more than I thought. You still think this is a good idea Jess?"

"HAH!" Her girlfriend scoffed. She sat on a spare table in the back, wearing her green tank top, short denim shorts, and sandals instead of her knee high boots. "You love showing off, and everyone here wants to know how to squish people properly. You'll do great."

"I guess." Zoe took a deep breath. "Alright, let's do this."

The pair talked out, and the murmur in the room slowly quieted. Jess hopped onto a padded table on their makeshift stage, and Zoe windmilled her arms, trying to loosen up.

"Hi everybody! Welcome to my first 2D For 2 Massage class!"

She paused for some polite applause.

"People know I'm good at turning people into putty in my hands, even when they're not named Scarlett. So, I thought I'd share some of what I've learned. I'm sure you all know my lovely assistant Jessica..."

Zoe gestured towards Jess, who waved to everyone.

"We're going to show a few basic techniques here. After that I'll walk around and check in with everyone to see how things are going. Now..."

Zoe walked to the side of Jessica's table, motioning her to lie on her stomach. She did, head on its side facing the crowd. Zoe pressed a button that turned on a few projector screens for her class to see what she was doing.

"The basics are pretty straight forward. If you're just relaxing, just apply pressure. Firm, but nothing that will squish your partner just yet. Either small but deliberate circles..."

Zoe worked Jess's shoulder blades, and the purple haired beauty mumbled her approval.

Then she shifted to her lower back, placing both hands above her hip then pushing up and down. "Or longer, broader strokes along the lower muscles."

Jess smiled with her eyes closed. "You can go harder you know."

"This is important everyone. Starting slow to get a feel for what your partner wants is good, but you should also listen to your partner. And if they want more pressure..."

*STRRRRRRRRRREEEEEETCH*
"Mmmmmmmm!"

Zoe continued pushing in opposite directions with her hands on Jess's lower back, but much harder. She wasn't pushing her into the table, but Jessica's waist was slowly getting longer. Each movement stretched her out, not violent enough to snap her in half, but enough to make her stomach slightly transparent.

"Give it to them. Don't forget to get a feel for how much is too much though. There's a difference between making your hands a steam roller and splattering your friend, and teasing someone into a puddle."

Zoe returned to Jessica's shoulders, and circled harder there too. Jessica continued voicing her approval. Whether from Zoe's force or Jessica's relaxing, her shoulders really started loosening up, and bands of Jessica's purple green and brown colors swirled together.

"Juuuust like this. When you get to the point you're really molding them, you know your partner is relaxed. This should be your goal."

Zoe looked up at her assembled viewers without stopping her motions. "Well, your initial goals anyway. It's always best to learn the basics. You want to get to a point where you can bring your hands together and..."

Zoe demonstrated, lifting a large handful of Jessica's doughy backside into the air. Jessica stretched like kneaded dough, and far from complaining, her smile grew while she kept her eyes closed. Zoe slowly opened her arms, and Jessica's mass snapped back together, though her colors remained mixed up.

"Then you can really have fun."

The room laughed. There was some chatter and people moving onto tables to start experimenting, though Zoe wasn't quite done yet.

"Before everyone gets started, one last thing. Jess, do you want even MORE pressure?"

Jessica, quickly getting reduced to a head attached to a blob of colors attached to her butt and legs, nodded. "Oh you know it baby."

Zoe smiled, and reached under the table. "Don't everyone start with this, but when you're ready look under your tables."

Zoe help her arm up, now holding a large steel rolling pin.

"You each have a few of these, made of different weights and materials, even a few trick ones I scattered around from my own collection. You'll have to experiment to find what works best, but it's the same idea. Firm, deliberate strokes."

Zoe lifted it up, and slammed it onto Jessica's butt with a satisfying SQUIIIIIIIIISH. Jessica's butt splattered on the table, and Zoe flattened to the rest of her to the table.

*SQUISH*
*SQUOOSH*
"OOOOOO!!!"
*SHAAAAAAAASH*

Jessica, now just a smear of colors on the table, sighed. A small purple heart-bubble floated up from her remains. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh....."

Zoe ran her hand through Jessica, collecting some globs of color and letting them drip back into her for effect. "Feeling good babe?"

Jess, true to form, emerged from her own goop. The front half of her body rose up like a morning stretch, rumbling out like a wave until her butt was lifted in the air. One and two leg kicks later, and she was completely restored to normal.

"Never better. Though I think you missed a spot over here."

Jess pointed to her thighs while the rest of the room laughed.

Zoe nodded. "Okay, we'll take care of that later tonight." She looked back to the crowd. "Everyone can get started now, and remember to have fun! We have restoration beams on hand if anything gets too crazy, so have fun and experiment!"

Her class started milling about, getting ready to work with each other. Zoe allowed herself a sigh of relief. "Whew, that went better than I thought."

Jess clapped her on the back, sitting up on the table. "I told you this would be easy. Seriously though, you are going to work on my quads later, right?"

Zoe snapped her head and gave her lover a fake scowl. "Eventually, but only if you say please."

She tossed the rolling pin over Jessica's head, turning it into a wide purple pancake

*SQUIIIIIIIIIISH*

Jessica's otherwise normal body gave her a thumbs up, and Zoe walked to her first table.

* * *

Sonia Enders, full time giantess and part time puddle, was enjoying the touch of her girlfriend Pepper's hands on her back. She could feel bits of herself stretching too much, willing the rest of her body to lose any semblance of shape and form, but she was determined to hold herself together to enjoy a proper massage tonight.

"Mmmmm..." Still, Sonia felt her shoulder blades losing consistency. Pepper's pressure was pressing the rest of her into the table.

"Hey hon? Can you go a little lower? I really do want to stay solid for a while, and I can barely feel my shoulders."

Pepper giggled, pulling her hands out of the sticky pink mess called Sonia's upper body. "Sure thing."

Sonia felt the pressure against her relatively solid back. Pepper's warm touch for once only figuratively cut through her like butter, sending waves of relaxation through her. Sonia sighed and closed her eyes.

"Mmmm this feels great. You're right, we should have found a class months ago."

Sonia felt bits of her back loosening up. Ripples of soft malleable flesh moved with Pepper's hands. The giantess briefly refocused her body back into her normal shape, but she knew it was a losing battle. Letting herself go to goop felt, but she couldn't deny she missed the quiet intimacy of a solid body massage from back home. *Just a little longer,* she thought. *Then I'll let myself go, spread across the table, and...*

"Hey girls! How are things going here?"

Sonia eyes opened wide with surprise. "Huh? Hey Zoe-EEEEEEEE!!!"

Sonia needed a sharp breath. Her body loosened considerably at the sound of Zoe's voice, and Pepper's hand pushed around quite a bit of her gooey backside as a result. She bit her lip, half from pleasure, and half to concentrate on willing her body back to normal. She actually felt her oozy body slowly sliding back into place, even with Pepper shaking drops off her hand to get reabsorbed by her butt.

Zoe laughed, all too aware of what happened. "OH NOOO! Sonia get solid!"

Sonia heard Pepper laughing too. "She's actually doing really well! She's only melting a little bit in spite of my best efforts. I'm honestly kinda proud of her."

Sonia turned to face her friends, pouting and blushing. "I am getting better at staying solid! Really! But bother of you are just so..." Her face turned beat red, but stayed solid.

Zoe cracked her knuckles. "Okay then. Pepper dear, stand near her other leg. I've always told Scarlett that if you want to stay solid, you need to survive the most intense feelings people can throw at you."

Pepper tilted her head quizzically. "I guess? But what are you thinking?"

Zoe placed her palms on the top of Sonia's thigh, just under the butt.

The warm feeling of Zoe's touch sent a jolt through Sonia's psyche. She took another deep breath to calm her emotions, but she felt the familiar tingle of her body demanding release from solidity.

"We're working on her hamstrings of course. Walking around at 40 feet tall is enough to make anyone tired."

Pepper grinned, and placed her hands in the same spot on Sonia's other leg.

Zoe started applying pressure, moving her have down Sonia's thigh, leaving a slight indent as it moved and molded the melty giantess. "Now, just move your hands like this. Firm, steady, and remember not to spread her all out too much at once.

Sonia whimpered. Steam shot out her ears. "Ooooooh no fair you two! How am I supposed to stay solid like this?!"

Pepper pressed her hands against Sonia's other thigh. "Sorry babe."

She gave Sonia's butt a solid love tap. "I think you're supposed to loosen up."

Sonia sighed arched her back. Large droplets of melted giantess rained down from her body. "Oooooh, but I wanted to....wanted to..."

Zoe laughed. "Looks like you're pretty good at this Pep!"

Pepper leaned closer to Sonia's dripping head. "I just know what my girl likes."

She playfully nibbled Sonia's ear. With its melting ice cream consistency, she practically bit the whole thing off.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

Sonia reacted as expected. Her eyes rolled back into what was left of her head, melting across her shoulders. Her feet, her head, and her whole upper body quickly liquefied, pouring across the table, reducing the proud giantess to layers of pink and black goop, rippling in delight. Sonia's hips floating atop the rest of her, leaving large blobs of quivering butt for Pepper to run her fingers through.

*SPLOOOOSH*

Zoe looked at the mess of Sonia. "Wow, you really do know what she wants. That's what's most important, you know."

Pepper licked some melted Sonia off her lips. "Yup. If you want to help melt her again tonight, bring Jess along for some *real* fun."

She flipped her blue braid back over her shoulder. "And, uh, I'll melt the rest of that ass from here."

Zoe looked down. Somehow Sonia had willed her thighs solid through everything, even if own hands were slowly sinking in.

"Aaaaaaaah! She's improving! I love it!"

Zoe lifted her hands, drawing strands of Sonia's black shorts with her. "I'll be back to check in later if she needs help gooping you."

She gave Pepper a wink and a wave before heading off. "See you!"

* * *

At another table, Grace was energetically working a suspicious looking ball of dough. Her eyes were almost in a trance, kneading her classmate hard with a steady rhythm.

"Ooooooh yeeeeeah this is the stuff..." The pale peach dough with a familiar black netting pattern opened two pink colored eyes. They appeared to drift further apart with every push from Grace, before sliding back into alignment under a messy patch of hot pink.

Grace shifted her hands' position, but remained aggressive in kneading. "I told you I was good at this Emi. Did you really think I would be this good at baking and origami and not have good hands?"

Emi's doughy form continued undulating on the table with every squish from Grace. If globs of her squished too far to the side, Grace slammed her back together. If her body instinctively grew in an attempt to reform, Grace firmly flattened her back to the table with her strong hands. If her colors and features arranged themselves to normal, Grace stretched folded her over herself and gave her an extra fierce smoosh.

*BLUB*

And Emi was loving it. "Mmmm...I never said you weren't Grace. I just thought it'd be fun. Besides, I get to roll out some Grace cookies when it's my turn."

Grace scoffed, and squeezed the Emi dough a little rougher. She took a sharp breath to calm herself when she felt Emi sliding between her fingers. "Oh, so that was your game the whole time? You could have just asked you know."

Emi closed her eyes again, letting them mix into the rest of her. "Maybe. Seriously though, we need to do this more often. You could practically run this class the way...ooooh yeah I think the last knot in my back just melted."

Grace grave Emi a test squeeze. "Oh my, you are squishier now."

She went back to kneading. "Run this class though? I mean, I know it's simple, but Zoe's been at this for a long time. What could I possible teach her?"

"Heeeey!" Jess approached, with Zoe jogging behind her to catch up, shaking pink Sonia droplets off her hands.

Grace paused her work and looked up. "Oh, hi! How's the class goin-...are you shaking one of your students off your hands?"

Zoe looked back and forth between her hands and Grace, before sheepishly clasping them behind her back. "They say the best way to learn technique is by experiencing it!"

Jess shook her head and rolled her eyes. "You mean you and Pepper can't help but reduce poor Sonia to an unrecognizable puddle at every opportunity."

Zoe shrugged. "I distinctly remember her saying 'Don't Stop' despite the only solid part of her being between her-OOMPH"

Jess slapped her hand onto Zoe's mouth to silence her. "She's not wrong you know. Emi's going to be pretty good at this if you keep that up."

Emi's eyes resurfaced on the blob on the table. Her voice was still lost in the experience. "Oh, I'll get Grace later. Once I figure out where any of me is. Mmmm..."

The three solid ladies shared a laugh, recognizing Emi was very happy to be a gooey mess.

Zoe walked up to the table. "Okay, so your partner is happy. But let's inspect the results a little."

Grace nodded, but didn't stop squishing Emi. "I've have a lot of practice."

Emi's eyes appeared and glared at Grace. "Are you saying you squish me a lo-OOF!"

Grace just happened to pound her Emi dough at that moment.

Zoe leaned over for a closer look. "I love the texture here. You've gotten all the bumps and knots out and...oh, wait, there's something here. Let me get this string for you..."

Grace raised an eyebrow. "Oh my, what did I...Zoe WAIT! Don't pull on Emi's-"

Zoe tugged on a stray end of Emi's fishnet shirt. It was surprisingly hard to remove from the supposed dough ball woman.

Of course, Emi felt her shirt tightening. This was her secret favorite.

"OOOOOOOOHHH!!!"

Her fishnet shirt, meant to stay solid through most transformations, squeezed her doughy body. Squares of Emi colored flesh poked through, fighting for size and freedom. Two of them held Emi's eyes, large and pleading for sweet release from her shirt's prison. All of them grew larger and large and Zoe pulled her tighter, slicing into her. Emi felt each pulse of her mass expanding her beyond her shirt, growing and gooping through, until...

"COME OOOOON!!!"
*SHHHHHHWIP*

One last tug from Zoe collapsed Emi's shirt. It sliced completely through her body, sending wobbling colorful cubes of Emi tumbling across the table. The gooey cubes shook and jiggled to her sighs of release, expanding with one more deep breath from Emi.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh..."

Then dripping, slowly melting apart.

Zoe's face was shocked. She looked at the string in her hands, then Emi's cubed body. "Meep! I wasn't trying to do that!"

Grace slapped the table, laughing. "Zoe, please! This happens more often than you think. Here."

She gathered Emi's pieces together, then reached into her hair. She retrieved a large rolling pin, and slammed it down on the table with a loud "THUD."

*SQUISH*
*SQUASH*
*SQUOOOOSH*

With each pass, Emi's cubes squished and spread along the table. After a few passes, the smear of colors actually started resembling a painting of Emi.

"There!" Grace stuffed the rolling pin back into her pigtails. "Now I just need to be careful not to tear her..."

*SHHHHLLLLLRRRRRP*
*POP*

Grace stretched and peeled Emi off the table, and flapped her in the air. Some Emi drops sprayed around, but the rest of her returned to her normal shape.

"Wooo! Nice one!"

Jess gave Grace a round of applause. "I haven't seen anyone reassemble someone like that before. You always carry that rolling pin around?"

Grace hopped with satisfaction. "Of course! What kind of chef wouldn't?"

Jess scratched her chin. "I mean, I've never seen Zoe...oh."

Zoe's arm was jammed down her shirt up to her bicep. Her boobs jumbled around, but after a moment she procured a large stainless steel rolling pin. "No chef worth their weight in dough. You need to show me that trick...but I guess we shouldn't tug on Emi's shirt again."

Emi kept stumbling around, groggy. She took another breath. "No, not yet. I just got back to-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

Grace was tugging her string again. "Just promise not to tease Emi too much about it."

*SHWIP*

Emi, once again reduced to cubes, tumbled around.

"Of course, you'll need a proper partner to work with."
 
Grace and Zoe both looked at Jessica.

"Hey, what are looking at me for? My shirt doesn't look like that, and I'm not su-UUUR....URK...."

*SHWP*SHWP*SHWP*

Grace put her sword back into her pigtails. Dark lines formed through Jessica's body from Grace's handiwork, then she too fell apart into a pile of green, brown, and blue cubes.

After collecting their cubed friends and dumping them onto the tables, Grace slammed her rolling pin onto Emi again.

"Now, I'm sure you know the first step to making your dough..."

*SLAM*

Zoe splattered globs of Jess around. "Is to NOT be gentle."

Emi's cubes flattened into strange "hieroglyph" poses with every pass.

Jess remained a strange jumble of brown and purple and green. Her cubes gelled together, but Zoe couldn't quite get her back into shape.

"Wait...what if I went this way...how did you get Emi like that so fast?!"

Grace grinned and peeled flat Emi off the table. "Excessive amounts of practice."

Emi pouted. "Heeey!"

Grace stretched Emi across her hands. "Quiet, you're supposed to be pizza dough."

"Huh? WHOOOA"

Grace tossed Emi in the air, and Zoe giggled. This was going better than she imagined it could.

* * *

Moments later, Zoe and Grace were throwing their friends into the air like pizza dough. Then the trend spread through the rest of the room, and soon all of Zoe's students began tossing and spinning their partners.

Unnoticed in the chaos, the door cracked open.

Karen, a tall brunette wearing a white and blue baseball tee walked in. She held the door for a slender woman with long purple hair and glasses, her best friend and lover, the Mad Scientist Mel.

The pair paused to take in the scene. Karen grinning ear to ear, her large brown eyes following the movement of every squishy being in the room.

Mel raised an eyebrow, not sure what to make of her surroundings. She pinched her hand with a good amount of pressure, confirming her own body remained as solid and human as ever. "Um, Karen? Are you sure it's okay for us to be here?"

Karen excitedly circled her hand, motioning Mel towards one of the tables in the back. Mel followed, eventually noticing there was an entire row of old fashioned pottery wheels on the far side of the room.

Mel paused and scratched her head. "I thought you said this was a massage class?"

Karen turned back to Mel and gave her a "Really?" look. She lifted her hands to sign back. [Come on! This will be fun, and you REALLY need a break.]

Mel opened her mouth to respond. "Karen, I-"

"KAREN!" Zoe stumbled over, peeling a large floppy brown and green pancake off her head. "So glad you could make it. And you must be Mel!"

Zoe tossed Jessica aside like a frisbee. She grabbed Mel's hand before the scientist could react, shaking it vigorously while something shattered like glass in the distance.

Mel briefly wondered why Zoe's skin felt rubbery before snapping back to her situation. "Uuh, hi? You said this was massage?"

Karen smiled and mimed a laugh. [I told you she'd be too cautious.]

Zoe nodded. "Don't worry. Nobody will try to squish you. Just relax back here and have fun with your putty gal. She said you needed the break. So..."

She reached into her shirt and dug around before producing a pottery knife. "You'll need this. These are antiques so don't push them too hard. Only apply as much pressure as your partner wants, but be firm, and-"

"WOOOOOOOOO!-OOOOF"

They turned to see a few of Zoe's other students stuck to the ceiling. She was still flattened like pizza dough, but gravity was stretching her down.

Zoe turned back blushing. "Sorry, I need to take care of that. I'll leave you both to it!"

She shoved the pottery knife into Mels hands, and ran towards the chaos.

Mel took a deep breath and turned around. "She wants me to do what with...oh..."

Karen was lying across the table on her stomach, naked. She rested her head on her hands, not being shy about giving Mel a good view. She was rocking back and forth, subtly shaking her perfect butt and...

Mel wiped some sweat off her forehead.

Karen grinned. [Don't worry! I'm the only one melting tonight.]

Mel sighed. She couldn't argue with that face. "You're really sure about this?"

Karen held herself up, and drew her legs into a cross legged sitting position. [Yes! Please Mel, you're always working way too long every night. Try to relax and have some fun with me.]

Mel cautiously pulled out the seat and sat at the wheel. She still envied Karen's positive attitude towards her body. "Okay, if you say so. But how do we..."

Karen rolled her eyes. [Oh for crying out loud...Here!]

Karen grabbed Mel's hands and placed them on her hips. Mel's heart beat a little faster at the touch of Karen's warm curves. She caressed them, feeling some of the stress keeping her awake for months bleed away.

Mel took a deep breath to steady herself. "I like this."

Karen took Mel's relaxed sigh as a good thing. She took the encouragement, and rearranged some of her mass to make her butt more than a little bigger for her love.

With a sigh, Karen let her posture sink to the table. Her eyes rolled back, her legs spread into melty putty pools, and layers of her tummy spread into a big pile of clay for her partner.

Mel's touch always did make her heart melt, even before that was a literal statement. The soft kneading sensation from whatever was left of her butt helped.

Satisfied Mel was getting into the spirit of things, Karen stretched her arm and reached under the table. She found Mel's leg, wrapped her arm around it, and pressed it against the pedal.

That was enough to snap Mel out of her butt-induced trance. "Huh? Karen what are you...oh..."

The table turned slowly at first. Mel's hands gently ran along Karen's putty body, still only caressing and not shaping. Karen kept using Mel's leg to pump the table, letting her arm stretch longer as she spun around.

Karen had to duck under her arm as she spun to avoid getting tangled in it. She used the opportunity to rope her arm around Mel, drawing her in for a quick kiss.

Or, it would have been quick if Mel didn't pull her back in. Their lips met. For a moment everything stopped, letting them forget the chaos of the world around them.

For the first time in a long time, Mel felt relaxed. It was just her, Karen, and a spinning wheel, with her leg...

Mel opened her eyes.

She still held Karen's head close, but the rest of her body was spinning. Somewhere in that kiss her leg started pumping faster, her body on auto pilot, feeding off the adrenaline of the moment.

Karen was rotating once every 2 seconds now. The arm still stretched around Mel's leg to work the pedal was stretched impossibly long now. It wrapped around the putty girl countless times, but somehow Karen left her boobs and butt accessible through it. Mel knew her enough at this point to know Karen was molding herself to make them bigger...and bigger...

Mel needed another deep breath. She ran her hands along her arms as another self test to confirm she wasn't melting too.

On the next spin she noticed Karen's entire body was twisting below the waist. Holding her head in place was stopping her from spinning, letting Karen's stretched out arm squeeze herself tighter, and bigger, and...

Mel gulped.

Karen's free hand pulled in Mel for one last quick kiss. [Please promise you won't hold back.]

"Huh?"

Karen slammed Mel's foot into the pedal faster, then released the leg. She pulled her arms back in, grabbed Mel's, and slammed them against her ass. From the consistency and the heat Mel felt from her hands sinking in, she realized Karen was having a really good time.

But the way Karen stretched around her hands had Mel excited.

The table spun faster and faster, spinning Karen's putty like body against Mel's strong hands. Karen sighed, letting go of whatever form she had left, sinking into herself between Mel's hands.

Mel took the reassurance from Karen comfortably melting. If her love was completely melting down, then she was really comfortable with this...

Mel's eyes flashed, and her shoulders tensed. She moved her hands to Karen's edges, shaping her putty butt into a proper base for a statue. Then Mel moved her hands up along the bands of Karen's elongated arm, mostly smoothing out the bumps but leaving the hint of layers behind.

She heard something resembling a whimper from the melting glob the remained of Karen's head. Somehow Karen lifted a relatively solid hand with a thumbs up.

Mel grabbed the arm and spun it around her creation's top. She smoothed the rest of Karen's head and shoulders around the top too, savoring the feeling of Karen's flesh giving way to her hands.

Once Karen was a curvy pillar of putty, Mel stopped powering the wheel. When it stopped, she went to work molding Karen's finishing touches into place.

Mel collected Karen's face into one place, properly arranging her smiling face. She stretched some of Karen's hair out the back too, making the top of the sculpture a tornado of beautiful brown hair.

But last, she sculpted Karen's breasts. She focused on them for a long time, working them back into their huge if perky shape. She felt her friend's body bouncing to her touch, equally excited to be shaped. She smoothed out the edges, making sure her work was supportable. She may have let her hand linger around Karen's nipples a little longer than she should have.

When she was done, Mel smoothed the back and sides of sculpture, still rough from not working it while spinning.

Mel took a deep breath, and stood up. It felt like coming out of a trance.

"You look beautiful."

Karen's face smiled atop her new giant boob-urn body. She opened her mouth, paused, frowned, then looked thoughtful. After a second, she rocked back and forth, and two long handles popped out her sides. They in turn snapped up and formed hands for Karen to reply.

[Thanks to you! You feel great you know.]

Mel blushed, and picked up her putty knife. "Maybe. Alright you silly pile of putty, don't go melting on me while I make these last few carvings."

Karen stuck out her tongue. [I'll try.]

* * *

Once Zoe was satisfied that most of the pizzas in class would either soon get restored, or were simply enjoying their new shape, Zoe looked for a table surrounded by less chaos. Her curiosity was peaked by a handsome man towering over an especially viscous puddle of pink ooze dripping off the table.

*A completely gooped partner? And it's NOT Sonia? This I've gotta see.*

The mystery man was still massaging the puddle as Zoe approached. She could swear she heard it giggling. "Well hello there. You seem to be a natural at this."

He looked up, smiling ear to ear. "I'm trying to remember the last time she asked me to stop."

Zoe's eyes lit up at that. "Oh, that's delightful! If you're as good I might need a lesson from you later."

He tilted his head towards the puddle of pink. "Maybe, though you'll have to get through her first. She can be a little possessive."

The puddle splashed around, sending drops of pink at Zoe. "Yeah, he's mine!"

Zoe took a step back at hearing the voice, then blinked in surprise. "Ally?! Is that you?"

Boo blinked. "I see you've met."

Ally's puddle percolated. "Told ya she wouldn't recognize me by the time you were through with me Boo! You owe me a new steam press!"

Boo shrugged in defeat. "Eh, we needed a new one anyway."

"And why did you stop?! Is class over already? Or do I need to rethink your play dough privileges tonight?"

Zoe chuckled, then walked up to the table. She ran a finger through Ally, picking up a roll of Ally's gooey remains.

The puddle shook. "Hee hee! That tickles."

Zoe rubbed her fingers together. "Oooo, 'Boo' got you to a very smooth consistency."

Boo crossed his arms proudly, with a look of pure satisfaction on his face. "Yup! Smooth like buttah."

Ally's puddle rippled as she spoke. "He's always so good to me. I think he's picking up a few tricks here, but I was already putty in his hands."

Boo snarked. "I'm still not convinced you aren't just a sentient pile of putty."

A drop of Ally splashed up. "Hey, stop taking ideas from the comments!"

Zoe flicked Ally off her fingers. She shrugged, then pulled a restoration beam out of her cleavage. "Hey, nothing wrong with melting for a friend. But you're right, let's try and teach everyone a new trick. Mind if I zap you Ally?"

"Go right ahead."

Green light surrounded the pink splatter, and *SHLRRRRRP* Ally's goop collected into a humanoid shape lying on the table. With a soft *POP*, her colors returned to normal.

Zoe put the beam away then knealed next to the table, looking for something underneath it. "Okay, now now where did I put that thing to squish you...ah, here we go."

She handed Boo a large rolling pin.

Boo studied it, running his hand over the barrel. "Hmmm...This one has lots of indents built into the roller."

Zoe nodded. "Try it!"

Boo looked at Ally. "You ready to be a puddle of pink again?"

The inventor and flattening enthusiast lay comfortably on her tummy. She looked Boo in the eyes, licked a finger, and pressed it against her butt with a sizzle. It glowed red, heating her hand enough to melting it.

Ally frowned when she felt her hand dripping. She shook it back to normal, slapped her whole hand on her tush, then gave Boo a wink and a smile. "Are you really sure you want to flatten this?"

Boo's eyes flashed with squishing intent. "Definitely."

He slammed the roller down on her lower back.
*SQUOOOOOOOSH*

Ally went cross eyed from the sensation of her body getting flattened against the table for the second time that afternoon. "Mmmmm this is why I like you."

She felt her body surrender to the roller being pressed against her back. Waves of red, pink, and white spread to the sides as her body was pressed to cookie dough thickness. She always loved feeling herself spread and blend together, parts of her mixing together so she felt herself everywhere, but this roller tickled. She felt the little bumps massaging whatever they pressed against, making little indents in her pliable body.

Her smeared face moved, barely discernible in the spreading pink splat. "What is this roller Zoe? It has all the joys of Boo squishing me, but I'm loving that texture."

Zoe stepped to the opposite side of the table from Boo, carefully reaching her hands to the roller. "May I?"

Boo nodded and let Zoe take it.

Zoe gave Ally a few more squishes for good measure, never one to pass on flattening a friend. Satisfied Ally truly was nothing more than a floppy pink mess, she looked back to Boo.

"Now, the trick with this roller is here. Just push this end in, twist it, and..."
*CLICK*

The next time Zoe passed over Ally, she stuck to the roller.

"WHOOOOA!"
*SQUIIIIIIISH*

Even if Ally didn't feel herself sticking, she would have noticed when her face was pressed into her back. She felt her face spread against herself, and the cool air of the room grace her tummy from peeling off the table. She squished a mixed, and Ally once again relaxed as a formless pink mess.

Once Ally completely coated the rolling pin, Zoe picked it up, and slammed it against the table vertically. She removed her hands, and it stood on its own. "Now then, once your Ally completely coats the pin, stand her up and..."

Zoe placed her hands around the top of the barrel, and slammed them to the table, taking Ally with her.

*SQUOOOOSH*

Zoe lifted the rolling pin, stretching some pink strands into the air with it. Ally's gooey mess spread happily across the table, slowly oozing into the gap left by the rolling pin.

Bubbles rippled across Ally's body. "Thaaat's the spot. See Boo? I told ya we'd learn something."

Zoe offered back the rolling pin, and Boo took it with a grin on his face. "Cool trick. You have to tell us where you got this later."

Zoe grinned with the knowledge of a job well done. "All my supplies and where to buy them are listed on the pamphlet near the door and in your email."

*SQUIIIIIIIIISH*

Boo wasted no time rolling Ally back up along the pin, and splattering her back to the table. Ally had a few delightful grunts of approval while getting stretched and splatted, not really caring what condition her body was in anymore or how long it would take to restore. She was having tons of fun.

Eventually Boo spoke. "So, is this better or worse than the play dough presses?"

Ally's body wobbled as it answered. "Are you promising we get to find out?"

Boo grinned. "Zoe? If Ally's completely out of energy, do you, uuuuuh, have some way for me to take-"

Zoe raised a hand to cut him off. "I'll get you a to-go jar."

* * *

Soon after, Zoe ran into Jessica doing her rounds.  The purple haired beauty was struggling to control her laughter.

"What has you so worked up? I haven't seen you laugh like that since we blew up Sophie to reduce Tracy to paint against a wall in last month's race."

Jess pointed to a table in the corner without stopping, and kept walking.

"Oooookaaaay, I'll take a look."

The table in question had a very handsome man working a large roller. Zoe felt a rare flutter in her chest watching the bronzed skin muscle man with perfectly styled hair absolutely squish his partner to the table.

*Oh my, someone could be lucky... but something isn't right here...*

The closer she got, the more she understood Jessica laughing. His technique was pleasantly brutal, but it lacked finesse. The pink and white sheet on the table had colors smeared around completely unevenly, so his stretching could use work. Plus the pink bow kept springing up, and every time he rolled it into her splat, he stretched her underwear closer to her head and...

Zoe blinked when she was close enough to recognize the misshaped but smiling eyes. "Mila?!"

"Mmmmfmmmmeeeee?"

The postered starlet managed to peel herself apart and off the table to properly say hello. "Zoe! Hi! Loving the class!"

Zoe bit her lip, trying not hide her laughter. "Hi! Glad you're enjoying it. Who is this...uh... fine gentleman you brought with you?"

Mila blinked, and her eyes transformed into giant hearts. "This is my chauffeur Gabriello! Isn't he dreamy?"

Gabriello winked and waved. "I cannot believe I already learned so much today! Just look at Mila!"

Zoe watched him give the roller another shove over Mila, flattening her to the table again. There was a *SQUASH* and a paper crinkle noise from her folding over herself. The angles were all wrong, and Zoe knew Mila would feel that crumpling in the morning.

And yet...

"YAAAAAARRRG....Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh that's okay, this feels wonderful..."

Zoe approached and peeled Mila's face off the table with a loud *SHHHHHHLLLLLP*

"Mila, are you sure you're comfortable like this? I thought you weren't a huge fan of being flat?"

Mila's eyes stretched out if her head, gawking. "Of course I'm comfortable getting flattened by that hunk! I'm willing to make an exception for those strong arms."

Zoe looked. Gabriello was flexing and posing for selfies against the wall.

"He's...so...HOT...Siiiiiiiiiiigh...blub..."

Zoe was thinking about how to break it to Mila that he was a total airhead when she felt her grip slipping. She looked down to discover Mila was already a bigger melty mess than Scarlett on a bad day, reduced to a spreading blob of steamy pink paint with a bow.

Zoe rolled her eyes and reached down her shirt for the restoration beam. "I used to have so much hope for the next generation..."

*ZAP*
*SHLUUUURP*

While Mila's body re-combobulated, Zoe walked over to Gabriello, hoping there was an ounce of brain to match otherwise amazing looks.

"So, uh, Gabriello, what was the best skill you picked up tonight?"

The driver flipped his perfect hair. "Confidence. So many times with the ladies, they say 'No Gabriello don't press me so thin!' 'No Gabriello don't crumple me up there!' 'No Gabriello I'd rather be in a paper shredder!' "

Zoe visibly shivered at that last one, preferring not to be torn asunder herself.

"But with Miss Mila tonight everything goes great! I knew I had it in me."

Zoe looked back at restored starlet. Mila was still ogling her hapless driver.

*Maybe I'm going too hard on her. I should just let her get molded by her hunk in peace.*

She turned back to Gabriello. "Well sir, don't let met hold you back! Please, show me how far you've come."

The driver cracked his knuckles, then hefted the roller. "Gladly."

Milascambled to lie down for her upcoming massage. "Oh more! You're too good Gabriel-OOOOOOOOOOH-OOF!!"
*SQUIIIISH*
"ACK!"
*SQUAAASH*

Again, the beautiful if oblivious man slammed toe roller onto Mila's face, flattening it against the table. He immediately shoved it down the table as fast as he could, flattening Mila's body in an awkward position before she could calm herself. Mila couldn't hide that her face was a twisted mess of discomfort. Rather than a smooth smear, her body was a jagged mess of flattened features.

Two passes later, and Zoe's fears came to pass.
"ACK!"
"OOOF!"
*RRRRRRRRRRIIP*

One of Mila's legs stuck to the roller, and the other didn't. The result ripped Mila's paper thin body in half, still spreading her out, but now much more awkward.

"Gabriello, wait!"

He shrugged, tossing the roller to the floor. Fortunately, the half of Mila stuck to the roller fluttered off the roller, landing on the table.

Zoe tried to unfold Mila, hoping she wasn't too stressed out after getting mangled. She held the halves of Mila's face together, as if it would help her condition. "Hey, are you alright?"

Mila's crinkled, uneven, super spread out face still found a way to stare at Gabriello. "I feel...I feel...He's the best isn't he?"

"Of course." Gabriello cut in, swiping Mila out of Zoe's hands. He moved his hands as he spoke, working on Mila as he went.

Zoe was baffled anyone could be this oblivious.

"I don't see why you wanted to be checking on her. She is doing well, right? Let me just work out the last few kinks after that unfortunate tear and...whala!"

He held up a crumpled wad of pink paper. If Zoe looked closely, she was pretty sure she could see Mila's face.

Zoe sighed. "You're supposed to be more gentle! Let her body turn to mush in your hands, not just squeeze her into a used newspaper!"

Gabriello scoffed and tossed Mila to Zoe. "No, she is ready for her evening. I need to bring her home before tomorrow's shoot now, then I can go on break..."

Zoe blinked at that. "Wait, you're getting paid to be here?"

Gabriello looked Zoe in the eye. "Of course! Why else? The only hard part will be unfolding her later, but she will be stronger for it."

Zoe rolled her eyes. *Wow he is oblivious.*

She grabbed another jar from under the table, and tossed Mila inside. She bounced around with that familiar paper sound.

"Here, just hug this jar, and you won't need to unfold Mila."

Gabirallo took the jar and did as he was told. "How will that work? Is there some sort of magic here or-"

"HE'S HOLDING ME SO CLOSE AND...SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH...."
*BLUB*BLUB*
*SLOOOOOSH*

Hearing Mila's sigh, he stopped hugging the jar. Gone was the crumpled paper. The jar was full of a viscous pink liquid, with Mila's eyes and bow floating around inside.

Gabriello did a double take. "Ah! No more unfolding! Excellent! Now I will just pour her out at home then go back to my evening plans. Thank you Miss Zoe! Have a good evening!"

Zoe watched him walk away with gooey Mila, still laughing at the ridiculousness of what she just witnessed.

Even then, the jar called back to her. "Isn't he awesome! Thanks Zoe!"

* * *

A little over an hour later, class was over. All of the students had collected their stray scraps and left for home. More than a few restoration beams were recharging after being completely drained.

Only Zoe and Jess remained inside. Only Jess was solid.

"See Zoe? I told you there was nothing to worry about."

"I guess, but-Mmmmmph! Yeah right there. I didn't need that shoulder anyway."

Zoe's face spread further on the table. Jess pushed on her back, folding the layers of Zoe's doughy body over itself again and again. Her body was little more than a tan ball of toony flesh, stretching to Jessica's whims.

Zoe closed her eyes and let them blend into the rest of her. "Mmmm...so when you're done with me, what should we do tonight? I can't stay solid forever ya know."

Jess squeezed more of Zoe through her fingers. "I figure once you're nothing but goo I pack up and we take up Pepper on her offer to hang out tonight. I heard she's putting Sonia through a new Ice Cream machine."

"Oooo, that sounds delightful. If this didn't feel so good I'd say zap me back to normal and let's hurry over."

Jess responded by giving Zoe an especially hard shove into the table, forcing much of the tan blob away from its flat, semi-transparent center.

"Who said I'm letting you get restored before heading over?"

Zoe's body jiggled with delight. "Don't threaten me with a good time! I think there's another jar under the table if you need it."

She felt more than heard Jess start digging under the table for it.

"And hurry up. I want giantess ice cream before anyone melts her again!"