Rachel lay across the beach house couch, wearing a baggy white tee shirt over her green bikini. "*Sigh* Another dull beach day. The waves and the sun are great, but..."

She was regretting coming on this trip to her parent's beach house. Sure, she got a chance to sunbathe her already tan skin and relax, but one thing was noticeably absent.

"I wonder what Stacey is doing. She said she would call to visit at some point."

Her thoughts drifted to her new elastic girlfriend. Despite only dating for two months, she was infatuated with the city's latest elastic craze. They met backstage after one of her circus shows after Rachel got to volunteer from the audience. The moment their eyes met, there were sparks. But getting to see the stretchy woman up close, watching the way she moved, the way her body morphed and twisted into different forms...

Rachel gently pounded her couch in frustration hard enough that she had to blow her black hair away from her hazel eyes. "I still haven't heard from her since that shopping trip. Maybe I shouldn't have told her it was weird she wanted me to try her on in the fitting rooms..."

*Thump*Thump*

Rachel looked up from the couch. A large envelope arrived through the mail slot. She decided to pick it up and get the owner's mail out of the way, only to discover...

"Wait, why is this addressed to me? Nobody knows I'm here, except..."

Rachel ripped the envelope open. A wrinkled up sheet of suspiciously blue and white paper was inside. A bright yellow post-it note was attached, with all too familiar writing in all caps.

"Throw me?"

As if answering, two flaps popped open to the sides of the wrinkled up paper.

Rachel smiled, realizing it was a folded up paper air plane. "Sure thing, whatever you say, STACEY!"

Rachel threw the blue and white plane as hard as she could. Sure enough, the plane started growing and spinning in the air. The wings stretched wide, long ribbons twirling and thickening into outstretched arms. The tabs of the plane's tail unrolled, growing into beautifully long legs with well toned thighs. Through all of this, the central body impossibly unfolded and built on itself, creating a silly crude polygonal graphics version of her new girlfriend, The Stupendous Stacy.

Stacy spun and twisted in the air, winking a blue eye at Rachel. "Ta daaa!!! I told you I'd make it!"

Rachel clapped. "Woooo! I love these tricks! I remember you said you were practicing this one too!"

Stacy's body continued stretching and reconfiguring itself, restoring to normal dimensions after her long trip through the mail. "Yup! I think I finally figured out the wings!"

Rachel giggled, absolutely loving the show. "You look great! Just watch out for the coat rack with our towels!"

Stacy froze in the air mid barrel roll. "Wait, towel racks?"

She turned and saw her impending collision. "Whoa! Who puts these things right in my flight path! Still, an easy task to steer asi-"

*CRINKLE*

Both women looked at Stacy's arm, crinkling up mid turn. Rather than gliding to the side, Stacy spun and fell towards the ground.

"WAAAAH I was in the envelope too long! Why didn't they tell me mail took 3 days?!"

*BONK*
*OOOF*

Stacy lost control and fell to the ground. She landed head first, bouncing on the floor. Her head flattened slightly from the impact, sending her tumbling across the room. She lost a little control of her clearly wrinkled limbs, still elongating from the air plane but now spinning around herself. Stacy essentially tangled herself into a tangled rubber yarn ball, bounding towards the drying rack.

*CRASH*

The elastic wonder collapsed to the floor in a jumble of stretchy coils, slightly deflated. After a moment, a noodly limb rose up, giving a thumbs up sign. "I'm okaaaay!"

Rachel giggled. "Silly Stacy! You need to think before mailing yourself!"

She scampered over to her new girlfriend, taking the hand and helping her untangle herself. "What were you going to do if I wasn't here to open that envelope anyway?"

Stacy's noodled body wobbled, then her head popped into the air on a long noodly neck. "Huh, I didn't think of that. But you're always going to be here for me now, right Rachel?"

Rachel rolled her eyes and hugged her new elastic lover. She loved the feeling of grabbing so many soft warm strands of Stacy, squeezing them together against her chest, and knowing the quivering sensation was entirely because of her.

In fact, Stacy's head came down, resting on Rachel's shoulder. "Mmmm, I love it when you do that."

Their eyes met, and they got lost in each other's eyes for a time. Rachel eventually broke the silence. "So, beach first?"

Stacy nodded. "Only if I get to be your beach blanket. Granted you need to carry me there in style."

The blue coils of Stacy's body moved and stirred together. Piles of stretchy limbs shrank and interlocked, weaving together into a makeshift white and blue striped beach bag. "Do you need to bring anything else?"

Rachel grinned, and grabbed her girlfriend-bag. "Nah. Let's go!"

* * *

Soon after, they were at the beach, and into the water. They lost track of time riding the waves in their own special way.

Rachel paddled through the ocean on her blue and white surfboard. The water sparkled against her tan skin as she kicked, and the white spaghetti strings of her green bikini snaked through the water behind her.

She brushed her wet black hair out of her eyes, then squeezed herself against her unique surfboard. It felt soft and warm, almost caressing her exposed tummy...

*CRRRRSSSSSS*

The sound of a rising wave snapped Rachel back to reality. She hopped onto her board, deliberately dragging her leg slowly across the suspiciously colored board with a grin.

"Ready Stacy?"

Two bright blue eyes opened near the front of the board, which now spoke with Stacy's voice.

"You bet!"

The wave came, carrying Rachel and her elastic girlfriend with it.

Stacy stayed mostly rigid, but flexed her body with the currents to help Rachel surf along. Not only did it help Rachel's balance, but the feeling of her girl's bare feet pressing against her malleable backside was great.

It was almost too relaxing. Rachel was able to steer her for a while, but the stress melting away from her back made Stacy lose focus. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensations. Rachel tried to make a hard turn, and Stacy practically folded in half under her feet. Stacy tried to unfold, but even getting herself accidentally wrapped around Rachel felt amazing.

For her part, Rachel took a little extra time pushing herself against Stacy's soft rubbery body without really trying to free herself. Neither of them minded folding into each other, but she was going to need air soon.

Eventually Rachel did have to push Stacy away. She popped her head above the water, flipping her hair back behind her head. She looked back and forth, looking for her special surf board. "You okay Stacy?"

Her former surfboard popped above the water. She looked like her human self, but her limbs were still loose and wobbly from trying to reform her human self. Still, she playfully spit water into the air. "Yup. Ready for more?"

Rachel sighed. "Maybe later. We've been out here a while, and I wouldn't mind lying down on my favorite blue beach blanket. Want to help me swim in?"

Stacy shouted, waving her arms in the air. "Ooo! I've got an idea!"

First, Stacy jumped a few feet into the air. She lifted her legs straight out in front of her, then continued rotating them over her head. Once she could get her arms around her hips, she reached around her legs and put her thumbs in her mouth. Her legs kept going until they were straight back in a full front-bend, then Stacy blew.

*SPLASH*

It wasn't much, but Rachel smiled at Stacy blowing up her legs. Everything from her hips on down inflated just enough to look like the edge of a pool raft, keeping her afloat on the water when she landed. Her body was still stretched back between them, with her head poking out on top.

"Okay, that was the easy part. Now..."

Her eyes scrunched up, concentrating on shuffling her form around. Her arms stretched out, still holding her legs in place but growing incredibly long. She ran them across herself, still used to touching and molding herself out of habit more than actually needing to physically shape her elastic body. Stacy pressed her torso into her legs to form the boat's base, shaping her sides up while her head and midsection pushed into the water. The colors on her body shuffled around, reconfiguring where everything was so she could control the rest of the process comfortably. Her eyes slid over the front as her body resolved into a white boat with a broad blue stripe, reminiscent of her circus outfit..

Once that was done Stacy raised her arms up, stretching and spinning them together. Her face scrunched together, concentrating on shifting the base of her arms from the sides to her center, all but melding into a single make-shift mast. Her wrists tied themselves in a knot to form a mast ball, then defied physics by stretching down to the back of her boat body. The noodly limbs wobbled and searched, then pulled up into the air holding a platinum blond sheet. Her hands shlurpped back up into the mast ball, unfurling her new hair-sail. It was a little fuzzy from stray hairs, but also featured a few strands to tie the sail down.

"Ta daaaa! Time to sail back to shore in style!"

Rachel clapped, cheering her girlfriend on. "Wooo! The Stupendous Stacy is awesome! I love the cut of her jib!"

Stacy winked. "Don't forget it! Now watch this!"

She moved through the water to Rachel, crashing into a low rolling wave. She tried to do a flip, but couldn't quite catch enough air.

"Whoa!"

Rachel laughed, knowing Stacy had been through worse. "Aaaah, look out!"

*SPLASH*

Stacy landed in the water upside down. Rachel paddled over to help her flip over, looking at her eye to eye. She wasn't sure the last time she saw her stretchy lady blush.

She pressed her forehead against the Stacy boat's. "You okay hon?"

Stacy winked. "Doing great. But you're proving a ship needs a captain. All aboard!"

Rachel gave her a peck on the cheek. "Let's go!"

* * *

The duo started sailing to shore, but quickly realized they drifted a little further along the beach than they thought.

Rachel held her hand to her forehead to shield the sun from her eyes. "Hey Stace, do you see our stuff on the beach at all?"

Stacy's eyes stretched out as telescopes, slotting out as they turned back and forth along the beach. They stopped scanning and locked onto something further south, zooming in. "I think we ended up a half mile away from our stuff."

Rachel gasped. "That far away? Wow we really were out here longer than I thought."

"Not a problem! We just need to go towards that group playing volleyball. Sea Ship Stacy will get us back in no time!"

Stacy's eyes clicked back into place, seemingly painted on the front of the boat, and they were off. With the wind at their backs, Stacy moved fast across the water.

Rachel opened her arms. "Aaaah this is great! The breeze, the water, aaaah..."

Stacy smiled. "Told ya I'm the fastest boat around. Just sit back and relax."

"Aaaahhhh..."
*THOOMP*

Rachel fell backwards, knowing her stretchy friend would catch her. At first she needed Stacy to force her to her fall into her, but now the wonderful feeling of rolling around a huge cushioned surface and feel her new girlfriend all over wasn't something she wanted to forget.

After only weeks, she didn't need to be told twice to fall onto Stacy's waiting body. Even as a boat, she felt soft and warm to the touch. Rachel savored the rock of every wave, gently pushing her into the Stacy surrounding her as she rose and fell.

Rachel sighed. "Aaaahhh...You know you're pretty comfy..."

"I wouldn't be the world's best up and coming elastic contortionist if I didn't know how to make my friends happy. You don't feel so bad yourself-uh oh!"

Rachel opened her eyes, feeling Stacy slow down. "Huh? Why are we slowing down?"

"Look!"

Stacy focused again to carry Rachel into a standing position. Rachel was fairly certain that was her girlfriend's butt pushing and stretching against her back, though she would have to blush about that later. She could see the group playing volleyball much clearer now. The four women were all looking away from them, towards the shore, where...

Rachel pointed. "Oh no! Their ball got washed all the way in?"

Stacy, not thinking, effected a nod. Rachel almost lost her balance. "Yeah. A big wave came through at the exact wrong moment. Real shame there isn't anyone here that could fill in the role of giant inflatable beach ball."

Rachel slapped her hands on Stacy's bow. She leaned over the front, looking back and forth between Stacy's eyes. "I thought you said being a ball was the best easy job in the world! I'm feeling refreshed after my cruise, do you want to go show off a little?"

Stacy smiled, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "This is why I love hanging out with you. Want to hop in the water and carry me over?"

Rachel nodded. "You bet!"

She crouched to jump, and felt a bit of Stacy rise up to help her leap into the sea. She dove in, and quickly emerged from the water with another hair flip.

She didn't want to miss the Stacy show.

Her blue and white boat was folding in on itself. Bundles of Stacy's body bulged and twisted as she resumed a human form. Her mast arms spun apart, her hair sail snapped back to her head, the back of the ship split into two long flat rubber sheets that wobbled and retracted into her slender legs, and...

Rachel snickered, following the piece of Stacy that picked her up and tossed her in fold down towards Stacy's hips. *I KNEW that was the butt! Mmmmm!*

Stacy swam over to her, once again human wearing her blue deep-V cut circus outfit. She knocked on the side of her head, slightly squishing it but also knocking a stream of water out of her ear before stretching it back. "Okay, I need the audience's help for this part. Can you give me a boost?"

Rachel held out her arm with her hands on top of each other. "I'd love to. I have to ask though, how come you're always so much lighter than you look?"

Stacy stepped on and winked. "Trade secret."

Her top half crouched to jump, but like so many other times, Rachel felt Stacy twisting. Her legs curled into a giant spring, again letting Rachel experience the sensation of holding long elaborate coils of elastic woman, before Stacy flew into the air.

She tumbled and flipped twenty feet above the water. She let her arms stretch and spin in circles like ribbons, forming long peach bands around her. She pulled her legs back into a normal shape at first, then continued rolling her back impossibly over her head. She folded herself so much her butt ended up above her head, and her legs curled up in front of her shoulders, before extending and spinning in tight circles around her, just like her arms.

Rachel clapped a few times. "I love it when you keep going past a triple fold, even if it's cheating with your body."

She froze in midair halfway through a flip. "I'm glad you noticed it started there! I've always been able to do that, but watch this!"

Stacy winked at Rachel, and essentially squeezed herself together. Her overstretched arms and legs compressed her torso together, squishing her supple form together. Her butt practically melded into her shoulders, everything in between rounding out into a nice spherical shape. Her rubber band legs squeezed too tight molding her head flat against her body, biting into her so hard patches of her blue outfit almost oozed out between them.

She was still rearranging herself, a rippling mass of blue and light skin, when she splashed down to the water, floating on top like an over sized beach ball.

Rachel paddled over, still laughing in amazement. "That was awesome hon! But you need to work on that finish."

Stacy responded while still shifting parts of herself around to be an intricate pattern of blue and white stripes. "I'm getting so much better at that one though! I just need to stop pushing myself together so much I get doughy."

Rachel picked her up, spinning her in her hands until she found Stacy's big blue eyes misaligned diagonally across her ball body. "That, and make sure your eyes are lined up properly."

Stacy formed her mouth on her surface, solely to stick her tongue out at Rachel. "Just get over there and throw me in the air. Being the ball is too much fun!"

Rachel grinned while swimming towards the other women. "Are we keeping it a secret that you're The Stupendous Stacy again?"

"You bet! Mystery talking ball as usual."

Rachel nodded, then yelled the short distance across the sandbar to the others. "Hey girls! Sorry about your ball, but I have another one!"

She tossed Stacy into the air, and hit her over with a satisfying *THOOMP!*

She could see Stacy's face smiling as she flew through the air. "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

* * *

The red head bopped the Stacy ball into the air.

"Woooo!"

Stacy couldn't help herself. She fully embraced the spirit of being a beach ball, loving the feeling of each bounce and flight through the air.

Their new friends had questions, but were amused enough by the talking volleyball to not worry about answers.

"Here Rachel!" The blond with a ponytail smacked Stacy her way, though the ball had a stranger *THOOMP* sound with that hit.

Rachel could tell Stacy was running out of stamina. The way her body wobbled, looking slightly deflated, the look in her eyes more dazed than earlier...

Even with her light strike, Rachel could feel Stacy's deflated body collapse around her hands. Her normally tight rubbery skin felt more like a warm bundle of blankets against her hands, stretching around her and completely losing the spherical shape.

"Whaaa! Oops!"
*SPLASH!*

Rachel fell backwards into the water, pretending to fight with a giant Stacy blanket. It wasn't the first time she covered for her girlfriend losing shape. Not that Stacy cared who knew she was a malleable human, but sometimes she liked leaving people with the impression she was just a very interesting ball.

That, and it gave Rachel a chance to playfully run her hands along Stacy's body underwater.

Rachel stood up on the sandbar, holding a big floppy deflated Stacy face. "Sorry ladies, looks like my ball needs to get patched up."

"Aaaw"
"Thanks for being your weird ball, that was fun!"
"See you here tomorrow?"

"Definitely! Same time tomorrow!"

Rachel waved as the group of four swam back to shore. Once they were far enough away, she held Stacy up. She couldn't help but smile at the goofy grin on the stretchy one's face. "We didn't go too hard on you did we? Need help shaking yourself back to normal?"

Stacy's face took a second but snapped back into focus on the deflated ball's surface. "Thanks, but I've got this. I just got lost in the joys of being a beach ball." She winked. "You should try it sometime!"

Her body wobbled in Rachel's hands, blue bands spun apart around her like rubber bands, returning to their normal human arm shape. The rest of her stretched down like pizza dough, floating on the water while "rising" and expanding into her sleek physique.

Human again, Stacy stood waist deep in the water with her arms stretched up to the sun and her back to the shore. "Ta daaaa!"

Rachel clapped, and opened her arms for a hug. "I LOVE that you can do that. Should we head back to shore to see just how stretchy you can be?"

Stacy licked her lips. "Now you're talking. Let's go in and...and..."

She stopped mid sentence. Her eyes slowly telescoped out of her head, and she pointed to the distance.

Rachel lowered her arms a little confused. "Wait, what's got you so...uh oooh..."

She turned around just in time to see the big wave crashing into them.

*WHOOOOOSH*
*SPLAAASHH*
"EEEEP!"

Rachel grabbed at the water, feeling her green top disappear with the wave. She looked around frantically, letting her sizable tan breasts float and wiggle on the surface.

For her part, Stacy squished her body to be one inch thick, and vertically slice through the water. She slowly expanded back to normal, eyes clearly locked on Rachel's exposed bosom.

"Um...Rachel...you know..."

Rachel's face turned beat red. She hugged herself to attempt to stay modest, which mostly succeeded in jamming her cleavage together, making her look even bigger. "I KNOW!"

Stacy looked around for a moment, putting in a token effort to find the lost swim wear before turning back to her topless girlfriend. "Okay...I know you thought it was weird last week when we-"

"Stacy!" Rachel didn't let her finish. "That was only weird because we were in a dressing room! I don't think anyone's close enough to see it here, and..."

Rachel's tan face somehow blushed even more. She took a deep breath, stood up out of the water, and released her breasts. They swayed back and forth, nipples clearly excited by her thoughts.

"...I kinda liked how you felt."

Stacy licked her lips. "Well then..."

Her body stretched at the waist, winding impossibly through the air, stretching completely around Rachel once. "Don't say I never melted for you."

Rachel blinked. "I thought you said you were technically just really stretchy but couldn't actually melt yet?"

Stacy stuck out her tongue. "Okay yeah that's true, but way to ruin the moment!"

Rachel took a step back from embarrassment. "Ack! Sorry, I mean I'm trying to understand how-..."

Her exposed backside bumped into Stacy's stretched out torso.

Stacy's taunting face melted into a smile. "Just stand still and enjoy."

The bands of Stacy's body pulled tighter, surrounding Rachel in her blue and peach body. Rachel felt her girlfriend's warm touch surrounding her, the rubbery flesh carefully stretching all over her. She felt Stacy caressing her tummy, she felt bands of elastic cover and push into her back for a gentle massage. Most of all she felt the seems in Stacy's body melding together around her, shifting and reconfiguring from super rubber contortionist into a form fitting one-piece.

Melting or not, Rachel watched Stacy's grinning face sink through the air to meld with the rest of her body. Naturally, her neck and shoulders were stitching themselves into the clothing to cover her chest.

Rachel bit her lip watching Stacy's face grow flat and wide as it rippled into place on her breasts. She took a sharp breath, feeling Stacy's face stretch against her sensitive spots.

When Stacy finished rearranging her body, her bright blue eyes opened on the sides of her breasts, blinking a few times to focus. Her face was stretched across her chest, with the upper back colored like her platinum blond hair. The rest of the suit was white with Stacy's trademark bold blue V.

"Whoa, you're boobs are bigger than I remembered. My vision's a little blurry at this angle."

Rachel put her arms are her sides, running them along her new clothes. "Just don't pull so tight I burst through you. Granted that should be nothing for the Stupendous Stretchy Sta-CYYYYY!"

Stacy chose that moment to gently pinch Rachel's nipples. And tease between her legs. And just demonstrate her full body control to make Rachel squirm...

Because they both knew she loved it.

Rachel almost fell into the water from the shock. "Okay hon...save it for when we get home. I need to get back to shore before you find out if *I* melt."

* * *

Fifteen minutes later, they were laughing in Rachel's car driving back to the beach house. Rachel was now wearing a normal towel, letting Stacy relax in the passenger seat.

Although, Rachel still wasn't convinced Stacy was actually tired out.

"I still can't believe you pretended to tear into a plunging V neck!"

Stacy shrugged. "Hey, you're a beautiful woman, you should have confidence with your stuff!"

Rachel scoffed. "While you tuck more of your face between by tits?"

Stace closed her eyes and smiled, feigning innocence. "You always said you liked when I tickled you there."

Rachel couldn't maintain a straight face, and started laughing while her face turned red. "Okay, true. You feel AMAZING on me, but we really need to find someplace more private to-"

*BOOOM*

There was a loud bang outside the car, followed by their ride getting a lot bumpier. Rachel quickly hit the brakes, then scrambled outside to look.

Stacy didn't bother unbuckling, and just stretched out the window then retracted her narrow body to the ground with the rest of her, where Rachel was shaking her head.

"You know, we just had these tires replaced too. What happened?!"

Stacy stretched her head and neck to the tire for a closer inspection. After scanning for a moment, she stretched her hand over too. "Ah ha!"

"You found something?"

Stacy's hand reached into the wheel well and produced a 4 inch steel spike. "I think this is your problem."

Rachel face palmed. "How could I miss that?! Ugh...fine, I'll get the spare tire."

"Don't worry about the tire, we just need the jack."

Rachel was already opening the trunk. "Wait, only the jack?"

Stacy puffed out her chest, and pointed her thumb at herself. "Don't forget you have a super contorting elastic girlfriend! I just need something to hold the car up."

Before Rachel could carry the jack to the tire, Stacy's elongated arms were already grabbing it.

The rubber woman stretched and spun her fingers together to crank the jack, lifting the car into the air with ease. Once the tire was off the ground, Stacy snapped her hand back into a throwing position, and immediately thrust it forwards again, this time stretching each finger over one of the lug nuts. Once they attached, all of Stacy started vibrating.

Rachel couldn't help but giggle at the stretchy display. "Okay that's both really cool, AND really useful. My back appreciates that. But won't being the tire hurt?"

Stacy stopped shaking. She pulled back her fingers, dropping the five nuts on the ground. "I know from the circus that it's a better massage than you think. Besides, we get home faster on a full size all terrain Stacy tire, and I love watching your reaction to me twisting out of shape."

Rachel looked up, clearly imagining Stacy's stretches. "Well, now that you mention it..."

Stacy arched her back back, stretching with her arms down to her heels. Rather than folding herself backwards at the hips, she was stretching towards a circular shape. When her round stretch let her grab her own heels, she jumped into the air, tumbling end over end. Stacy spun, her feminine features smoothing into a tire shape with a Stacy picture drawn on.

Once Stacy hit the ground, she compressed until she was almost flat, then bounced forwards much rounder.

"WOOOOO!!!"

Now completely a tire, Stacy gained traction after a few hops, then sped in circles around the car. Rachel caught glimpses of Stacy's smiling face on the blue tire's surface. When Stacy slowed down after a few laps, she realized the hubcap wasn't just white, but had Stacy's trademark blue V across it.

"Whoooa that's so cool!"

Stacy hopped in place, eliciting a few pneumatic *Boing!* noises from her rubber body. "Alright, let's get moving!"

Rachel scratched her head, smiling awkwardly. "Uuuuh, hon? Don't we need to attach you to the car first?"

 "Oh yeah!" The tire's eyes looked to the car, clearly thinking about how to proceed.

An entire side of Stacy stretched towards the car, morphing into a tire sized tube. It felt around the wheel for a moment before a *CLICK* signaled it latched onto something.

Her face shifted from thinking to smiling. Stacy came together with a loud *SNAP!* Rachel's car rocked back and forth from the force, knocking the jack off to the side in the process and bouncing Stacy on the ground, but it was now equipped with a lovely blue tire.

"There, now we're ready! Just try to avoid giant spikes this time."

Rachel ran over and gave her new favorite tire a hug. "Thanks hon! I owe you one."

She gave Stacy a quick kiss, and they were on the road again.

* * *

*BOOM*

Rachel finished parking in the drive way, but hurried out to check on her tires. Especially...

"Stacy! Oh my God are you okay?!"

Her elastic tire girlfriend had blown out. There was a giant hole in the blue tire, just above Stacy's face. The tire's eyes were blue spinning spirals, her drawn on tongue lolling out, too stunned to respond to Rachel.

"You there hon? Say something!"

The elastic woman's voice sounded as dazed as she looked. "I don't wanna go to school today Rachel..."

"Haha! Come on Stace!" This wasn't the first time Rachel had seen Stacy get herself too out of shape. In fact, a hole in her head deflating her wasn't even the worst damage she'd seen Stacy absorb. Still, hearing her voice gave Rachel some relief. She just needed to get her inside to help her patch up.

"Can you slide off the car so I can help you get inside?"

Stacy's body drooped more than detached off the car. The top of her tire body stretched limply to the ground, all of her collapsing into a pile of broken rubber with her face on top.

She blinked a few times, seemingly regaining her bearings. "Ooow...I hate when that happens."

Rachel scooped her up, too concerned to truly enjoy the feel of Stacy's stretchy coils hugged against her. "I think my girl needs a wash?"

Stacy smiled. "Yeah, I guess so. Road was a little dirty anyway."

Rachel opened the door to the outside wash room. She tossed Rachel into the front loading washer, and set it to *HOT*. "There, I got your favorite settings. And..."

Rachel let her towel fall to the ground, exposing her naked tan body.

"I think you get a good view of the shower from there."

Rachel closed the door as Stacy's eyes stretched up from the pile of rubber to ogle her, and started the machine.

* * *

Rachel finished dressing, an intentionally slow process, in front of the drier. It gave her a good view of the blue and white pile of Stacy tumbling around, somehow not melting AND still keeping her eyes locked on Rachel while she adjusted her revealing beach outfit.

*DING*

The cycle finished, she opened the door. "You know, as much fun as it is teasing an elastic woman in a drier..."

She squeezed the hot pile of blue and white rubber against her chest. They both needed a minute to breathe deep and enjoy the moment, both of them pressing into one another.

Rachel held up the piece of floppy rubber that she assumed was Stacy's face. "Were you staying overnight?"

The bundle of rubber in her hands shifted around. Rachel loved watching hints of Stacy's body form out of herself, flowing this way and that. Though it was clear Stacy was having trouble doing much more than shaping her body into a deflated human shape.

Blond hair and smiling blue eyes formed in her hands. "Sorry, I have to get back. I've got a show this weekend I can't miss. Malleable Maggie is in town and I can't have her stealing the spotlight. She plays dirty."

"Dang. Totally understand that though." Rachel squeezed Stacy against her chest again. This time she did feel Stacy start to droop and relax.

"Hey, can you do me a favor? Before I really do melt?"

Rachel laughed, knowing Stacy was teasing her. "Sure thing hon."

"Can you mail me back to the return address on that envelope? I arranged for an Elasti-lyft to pick me up at postal rates this evening. That's the fastest way for me to get back."

Rachel gave her a "really?" look, but carried her to the kitchen knowing it was a serious request. "I suppose so. One of these days we really do need to get you a secret superhero jet or something though."

She plopped Stacy down on the counter, untangling her into a full deflated human shape. Then she reached into a drawer.

Stacy smiled, exhausted but relaxed. "Thanks. One day when I make it big I'll get a driver, but until them-OOMPH!"

Rachel slammed a rolling pin down on Stacy's face, and began the process of flattening the pile of hot human rubber into a flat poster for the mail. "I know, I know, this is cheap travel for you..."

*SQUIIIISH*

"And lots of fun for me."

She methodically pressed Stacy against the counter top. Each pass with the pin flattened Stacy thinner and thinner. Bits of Stacy's mass rippled around each squish, making Rachel lick her lips. Her rubber lover spread a little wider with each pass, but she still looked like a giant life size poster of herself.

Rachel stopped once Stacy was a grinning 8 foot tall millimeter thick version of herself, suitable for wall hanging. She put the pin down with a smile.

"I guess the only thing left to do is fold you up. Have fun at the show! Don't give that so-called Magnificent Maggie an inch! I want to see her splattered on the floor beneath you when I get back, got it?"

Stacy's poster head winked and bent on the top a few times as Rachel folded her up, approximating a nod.

"Good. I'll see you soon hon. I'll try to get to the show if I can."

Rachel gave Stacy's head a kiss, then placed her in the envelope for pickup.

The rubbery paper inside shuddered, still overjoyed from the day. Now Stacy knew she made a good choice with Rachel.