Bong Cha knew she was going to have a good day.

The beautiful woman with the poofy pink ponytail was still striving to achieve her goal of a more peaceful demeanor. Yoga was one of Jesse's suggestions to find a way to channel that energy, and they enjoyed their first few weeks there. The days she smashed her classmates into mats, ropes, balls, and gym clothes were now few and far between, and Bong Cha was really enjoying it.

She arrived at the shop to pick up Jesse for today's class. She breathed in the crisp clean air knocked on the door, and walked in.

*DING*DING*

A beautiful woman with long gray hair walked out from a back room, muttering her words as if eternally bored. "Hello. Welcome to Sero's shop where we...oh! Hello Bong Cha."

"Hi Sero! Great weather today."

Sero's stance relaxed. "Shame. Less people wanting to lose a good weather day to needed car repairs."

She stretched, yawned, and waved at a chair in the corner. "Maybe I can fix something else around here to make today productive anyway. Have a seat somewhere until Jesse comes down."

"Thanks." Bong Cha tossed her large big gym bag to the corner.

Or at least she tried. It was off course, heading towards another door to the living area.

Naturally, Jacoba walked out at that moment, wearing her green shirt and some tight denim shorts, making her butt look bigger than usual. "How do people wear these? I feel practically naked in this, if I have any accidents today I'll-"

*SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIISH*
"GAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Bong Cha winced, watching her bag collide with her. Jacoba's dark green hair bugged out to the sides while her face squished into her flowing shirt. Her deep brown belly burst forth from under her shirt, and her legs crinkled like thick accordions.

*SPLAAAAAAAAAT*

The impossible weight within Bong Cha's bag made short work of the rest of her, splattering the poor woman to the floor. Disorganized globs of Jacoba's colors were oozing from under the bag, the only sign she was ever there.

*SHLLLRRRRP*
*SQUISH*

Jacoba's remains were reconfigured under the bag. Bong Cha face palmed, knowing what came next, and rushed to pick up her things in vain before it was too late.

Instead of a brown and green mess, she saw a long rectangle shape about an inch thick. Jacoba's haunting smile stared up blankly, and her massive flattened breasts covered an entire half of her new form. Bong Cha picked her up, nervous about the other side. As she feared, Jacoba's shorts were all but invisible around her massive flattened ass.

"Nooo! I didn't want to turn anyone into a Yoga Mat for practice today! We haven't even gotten there and I failed!"

"You can say THAT again! PUT HER DOWN!"

Bong Cha dropped the sexy brown and green mat, and looked up at its furious red headed wife. "Oh, hi Jesse! It was an accident, I swear! I don't want to hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it anymore!"

Jesse glared at her, a vein popping out of her head. "But if you squish my Jacoba you have to pay!"

The fiery red head sprinted at her. Bong Cha bit her lip, not sure how to not transform her enraged friend. She knew Jesse couldn't really hurt her, but she didn't want to leave both halves of the couple as objects for a day.

But there was no way around it. She closed her eyes and locked her arms defensively, hoping for the best. "I'm sorry Jesse I'm sorry!"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
*CRRRRRRRNNNNNCH*

Jesse launched into a flying kick, foot landing squarely in Bong Cha's chest. Where most people would go flying back from the kick's impact, reduced to paint dripping down the wall in the best of cases, Bong Cha knew she was an above average fighter.

Instead, the force crushed Jesse against her. The sound of cheap aluminum cans crumpling together filled the room as Jesse's body collapsed. Her leg crushed into a two foot wide plate. Her ass crashed into Bong Cha next, exploding into a flattened disk that was almost as tall as her target.

"GAAAAAAH NOT AGAIN!!!"

Jesse cried as her body was transformed into a helpless two dimensional mess. Her waist twisted and flattened out, leaving more room for her mighty boobs to flatten and spread atop her new disk shape. Bong Cha caught a glimpse of her shocked face twisting and spreading out last, before it vanished into the rest of her, leaving frazzled her red hair on top.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOINNNGG*

As fast as it began, Jesse bounced away. Only instead of a beautiful red head ready for yoga class, she was transformed into a large red yoga ball. She had the same haunting smile as her wife printed on the front, with her massive flat hands painted on the sides. But her defining features were the huge paintings of spectacular boobs and butt, each showing hints of pink undergarments, covering two-thirds of her.

Bong Cha stomped her foot, ready to cry, looking at the transformation mayhem before her. "DAMNIT NOT AGAIN! Today was supposed to be fun!"

Sero peeked her head in around the corner, frowning slightly when she saw her friends reduced to objects. "Again? For a whole day? Hmm..."

Bong Cha pushed her pink hair aside, clearly distraught. "Alright...Sero can you keep an eye on them? I need to get something to clear my head and...is that an old VCR stand?!"

Indeed, Sero was wheeling in an old tube television. She pushed a VHS tape in and turned it on, and grainy footage of an old exercise video played.

"Gotta make use of their shapes. Maybe someone will want to work out while waiting to get their car fixed."

Bong Cha curled a fist, her eyes glowing deep red-pink while the thought of punching Sero crossed her mind. The aura quickly faded when she realized that would only bring her worse karma.

Instead, she turned and stormed out. "UGH! See you later!"

* * *

Bong Cha walked aimlessly for a long time, before arriving at the new bakery in town.

It was a modest establishment, with a few tables inside for customers that wanted to stay. It wasn't crowded today, but Bong Cha had already decided she wanted to head back to the shop once she got a drink.

"Okay, it wasn't my fault. I'll get them some pastries once they reform tomorrow. Maybe I just need some tea and a brownie to cheer up after that walk."

She walked in and got on line. Unfortunately, the customer ahead of her was having a lot of trouble ordering and paying. She looked normal enough with her black hair and yellow shorts, but her long speeches every time a card got declined for a small drink was really wearing her down.

Bong Cha had to take progressively deeper breaths at the front of the line. *It's okay Bong Cha. Everyone has these days. Don't punch her into a pile of loose change. Don't crush her into a diamond. Don't shred her into hundreds of bills. Just...relax...*

The blond behind the counter that wouldn't just throw the weirdo out wasn't helping. "I'm sorry ma'am but your fifth card was declined too."

*SLAM!*

To everyone's surprise, including Bong Char herself, she slammed some money on the counter rather than splatter anyone.

Despite her best attempts to relax, multiple veins were visibly bulging out of her forehead. Bong Cha's neck clicked and turned in frightening juts towards the customer, wearing a disturbingly forced smile. "There. I've...got you...covered. Have...a nice...day."

Color literally drained from the woman's form looking at Bong Cha's terrorizing smile, leaving a flesh, black, and yellow colored puddle at her feet. She slowly grabbed her bag, said "Thank you," and sprinted out of the store, the blob of paint stretching and snapping back onto her at the door.

THAT made the blond shopkeeper laugh hysterically. "OH MAN THAT WAS GREAT! Thank you for helping me out there, she was going to be here all day. What can I get for you? First drink's on me."

Bong Cha ordered, the cashier called it back, and started making small talk while she cleaned the counter.

"You still look a little tense. Having a rough day?"

Bong Cha huffed. Even with the free pink lemonade, her mood was sour. "I'm TRYING to be nice. But all I ever do is break things! Even your counter has cracks in it now!"

The bubbly cashier shrugged. "You'd be surprised how easy this is to fix. Don't worry about it. You did a nice thing."

"But it's not just this! I turned someone into a yoga mat this morning!"

That made the cashier gulp. "You...wow that's something."

Bong Cha's rant continued, lifting her hands in front of her. "I know! And then her wife crushed herself into a rubber ball by kicking me!"

It was slowly dawning on the cashier that she was in over her head. Fortunately, Bong Cha's order came up. "Wow...listen, you might want to see someone about that, but you're doing really good! Just, keep trying, and-"

*BANG!*
Bong Cha slammed her palms on the counter again, now in full vent mode. "I AM TRYING!"

She was so deep in her rant she didn't hear the women approaching behind her.

"It's okay Bong Cha. We know you're not trying to hurt my mothers."

"Joy, you know this crazy person? I thought we were grabbing a snack and going back to the plant."

Bong Cha spun waving her arms wildly, not done releasing her anger. "But no matter what I do, everyone near me ends up-"

*WHAM*
*BONK*
*SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIISH*

Bong Cha for the first time noticed the pair behind her. Unfortunately, it was because her arms slammed into them.

The Latina in orange and the familiar looking dark skinned woman in blue flew through the air into the kitchen, their bodies rag-dolling and each mushing together like wet dough as they flew. The landed in different openings of a large steel contraption that was labeled as a pastry baking machine, jammed head first into their opening.

"Joy! Ana! No, not again!"

Bong Cha winced as their faces folded on top of themselves like fresh dough as they sank inside. The squishing forcing their shoulders and already sizable breasts to grow several cup sizes, before they too sank like blobs into the machine. They more they sank in, the more their plump butts grew into mighty asses from mass shifting around to their hips. They were able to weakly kick in the air while getting mashed around by the appliance, but thanks to Bong Cha's power, their doughy legs were sagging, almost melting into their butt cheeks, until the only parts of the women still visible above the machine were giant panty clad asses, each cheek the size of a huge watermelon.

*KAMUSH*
*KAMUSH*
*SQUOOOOOOOOOOOSH*
"OOOOOOF!"
"OoooooH..."

Their forms jiggled and shrank as the machine kneaded them and drew them in. Bong Cha heard them offing and owing but still wasn't sure what was happening inside. When their booties finally vanished inside with wet splashes of gooey flesh, the appliance rattled violently for 5 seconds. Then...

*DING!*

A door opened, and a huge tan and orange croissant shaped pastry came out on a tray. The colors were striped with each fold, only recognizable as Ana if you had seen her before she got cooked.

A pastry injector came out of the machine next, containing a brown and blue mixture of thick goopy filling. It jammed the injector into one end of Ana, and squirted Joy's jellied form inside. Ana's eyes opened on the other end of the pastry, looking shocked at first, but as she jiggled larger and larger, filling with warm gooey Joy, they rolled further and further back until...

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh...."
*SQUOOOOOOOOOOOSH*
*SQUIIIIIIIIIIISH*

Both women somehow sighed with release despite their current conditions. Shiny brown and blue globs of Joy oozed out of Ana, who other than their color scheme resembled a jelly filled desert.

Bong Cha buried her hands in her face, took her own order, and turned to leave. "Sorry about the mess. I know I can't do anything right today."

The shop keeper looked around, dumb founded and twirling her finger through her blond ponytail and red ribbons. "That's the third time this week someone's gotten gooped back here. We really need Red to fix that..."

* * *

The sweets helped, but Bong Cha was still incredibly frustrated throughout her walk back to Sero's. "I can't FUCKING believe this. I try to say hello, I turn my friends into yoga gear. I try to be nice and constructively release my rage through words, and I turn people into pastries! How can this day get any ... no FUCKING way..."

Sero's shop came into view, complete with a large inflatable Sero floating above it. Her puffy limbs were splayed out to the sides, but she was wearing almost nothing. Just a tiny bikini that you could argue covered her nipples, leaving very little to the imagination.

And at ground level, tying her to the fence with a string, was a busty woman in a black suit and yellow hijab. "There, that ought to teach you to try doing business against me in this town. Maybe a day showing off those big indecent...succulent...enormous curves..."

Bong Cha's angry march slowed to a trot, watching the mystery woman ogle Sero while scolding her. Her thin patience had met its end.

"Alright. Who are you, and what in the ever living the fuck are you doing here?!"

That snapped the mystery woman out of her trance. She squinted at Bong Cha, lifted  finger, and eventually snapped with recognition. "Ooooh I know you! My informants told me about a beautiful pink haired brute that punches people into paintings and held some grudge against Sero's friends. I'm Puteri, her eternal business rival. Pleased to meet you."

A dark pink aura slowly surrounded Bong Cha. "Look. Just take her down, and I'll forget you were ever here."

Puteri shrugged and waved her arms around. "Oh, of course, everyone here makes mistakes. Listen, you have your problems with her, I have problems with her. Personally I think this is an improvement. Once everyone sees just how lewd Sero's shop is there's no way anyone will stop here."

The aura around Bong Cha intensified, creating a strong breeze in front of the shop. "Look. I've had A HELL OF A DAY. I'm trying NOT to reduce you to an object right now, but Bong Cha's all out of lemonade."

She dropped her cup, crushing it under her foot for emphasis, and cracked her knuckles. They echoed in the wind.

"And you really don't want me pummeling you into an unrecognizable protoplasmic fluid right now."

To her credit, Puteri was not intimidated. In fact, she walked towards Bong Cha. "If that's all you need, my store shelves are chock full of sweet drinks. But if you want Sero down..."

Bong Cha blinked, and Puteri was sliding across the ground towards her in a fighting stance. She had one leg forward, gliding across dirt and rock with her fist ready to strike.

"...then I'm your worst nightmare."

*PUNCH*
*CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGGGGGG*
*KA-SONIC-BOOOM*

Puteri's fist landed squarely in Bong Cha's abs. The sheer force of her punch boomed through the air, blasting grass and debris away from them.

Naturally, Bong Cha was completely unscathed. In fact...

*CRRR...CRRRR*

Dark lines began spidering through Puteri's figure, like a statue dropped on the floor.

That pushed Bong Cha over the edge. Her eyes glowed with pink flames. She calmly brushed a hand through Puteri's outstretched arm, snapping it off at the elbow and scattering shards of it to the floor, making Puteri's eyes grow huge, correctly fearing she wouldn't (even mostly) be in one piece for much longer.

"Listen you little bitch. I don't know why you want to make Sero a balloon, as good of a look that is for her, but you picked the wrong day to fuck with me. I'm trying not to leave people as twisted heaps of their true selves anymore, but if you give me an excuse, no, a reason, to turn this cheap suit into a ridiculous attraction for people to enjoy? If you WANT me to ruin your day?"

Bong Cha squared up her shoulders and took a deep breath, while even more cracks appeared in Puteri.

"THEN GET FUCKING REKT!!! ONE MONTH PUNCH!"

*CRSSSSSSSSSSSHHH*

Bong Cha's booming voice shattered Puteri into hundreds of multicolored shards, floating and separating away from her in slow motion.

*PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNCH*
*SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT*

But not far enough before Bong Cha released all of her pent up rage in one punch. Believing she was truly justified in doing it, her pink aura flared around her, pounding what was left of Puteri into a black and yellow mush against the ground. Bong Cha's energy swirled around them, forcing stray bits of Puteri to liquefy into the rest, growing the mushy blob of former woman beneath her fist until it was starting to rebound from the immense pressure.

"You like Bouncy Castles? You can enjoy it for a month."

The flames in Bong Cha's eyes died, and she pulled her fist back. The blob of Puteri erupted forth, as promised, in the shape of a huge bounce house. Her eyes marked the entrance's arch. Her arms and legs formed inflated pillars in the corners, and the netting resembled her suit.

But the main floor was split into 4 clear quadrants. Puteri's boobs and butt were inflated to massive sizes, forming the central floor of the castle. Thanks to her suit, most people would just see a gray pinstriped floor with some white frills, but Bong Cha and Sero knew exactly what they were.

And Bong Cha smiled. "There. At least I did one thing right today."

"Get...me...down...ya dummy...!"

"Hm?" Bong Cha looked up, realizing Sero was still a big balloon in the sky. "Oh! Uuuuh..."

"The balloon weakly muttered some more. "And don't say I look good as a balloon...even if it's true."

Bong Cha looked around, and found Puteri's dropped purse. She looked inside, and found a giant marker.

"I need a minute Sero. Here. You like this stuff anyway."

"What? Hey!"
*SQUEAK*SQUEAK*

Bong Cha wrote "Bounciest Castle - 30 minutes for $5" on Sero's exposed tummy. She put a bucket under Sero and walked inside. "I need a break. I'll be back in a bit. You can thank me later."

At first Sero was angry. "Grrrrrrrrrr."

But Bong Cha heard her stop complaining 10 cars screeched to a halt.

"See? I'm glad you agree. I'll be inside."

As she walked in, the door to the shop opened. Jill and her purple bon-bons ran out to see what all the commotion was. "What the hell is going...Bong Cha? Did you turn someone in to a bouncy castle again?"

"Trust me, for once it was someone that deserved it. Go fix the cars, I need to check out that old yoga video..."

Jill kept as much distance as possible between herself and Bong Cha as she walked in. "Hey, wait a minute! I can't fix everything here! Jacoba's the mechanic and she's stuck for a while. Hey! Bong Cha! GET BACK HERE!"