"You have arrived at your destination."

Scarlett parked the van outside an iron fence as the sun set. The huge property within contained a large industrial building. Unlike every neighboring structure, this one had all its lights on.

Jesse stepped outside, still wearing the sneaking suit and now armed to the teeth with gadgets. She sized up the building while trying not to hyperventilate. "They're holding my daughter in a fucking factory?! Normally I'd love to go in and break everything but..."

Jesse paused and let her hair blow in the wind, staring while she steeled herself.

The other red heads got out with a much different mood.

Scarlett cooed, "We got a factory?!"

Ally grinned. "Oh I think this was a big chemical plant! Closed last year."

Grace was biting her lip. "I bet they have all kinds of recipes in there."

Scarlett clapped Grace's shoulder. "Just think of the melty mixing gear! I could just..."

*SPLOOOOOSH*

Ally rolled her eyes. "Oh don't melt just thinking about it. Just don't get literally mixed up again like last week."

Jesse's train of thought crashed at that. "Last week?"

The three stopped their clamor, remembering they had a guest. Scarlett slurped back to normal and scratched the back of her head. "Oh, yeah, last week was more of a fixer upper. I'd rather not talk about that one again."

The other two laughed, wiping tears from their eyes.

Jesse pouted, but didn't pry. She turned back to the building. "Okay, sure, but how do we get in there?"

*CREEEEEEEEAK*

She turned to the noise, and Ally. "Wait, you...just...opened the gate?"

Ally smiled. "I do prefer the direct approach."

* * *

Inside the front door was a long elevated steel catwalk. Various steel panels were hanging around it, and the whirs and buzzes of conveyors and other machinery were echoing from every direction.

Jesse sighed from the entrance. "You've gotta be kidding me. That is OBVIOUSLY a trap. Only one of our idiot streamer friends would walk down there."

Scarlett and Grace looked at each other.

Grace tapped her chin. "You know, she's got a point. I'll get pressed into flatbread in there."

Scarlett nodded. "We could try climbing up the side of the building like that old TV show."

Allison pushed through the three of them, walking confidently into the building. "Come on. We're Team Red Head. What's a little flat mechanical mayhem?"

"Wait!" Jesse shouted, standing comfortably away from the doors. "How are we supposed to get in there if we're smashed into seat cushions?"

Ally turned and laughed. "Seat cushions? Listen rookie, I might get flattened a lot, but-"

And then steel plates swung down around her.

*WHAM*

"OOOOOOOooooof"

Jesse jumped straight up, eyes bugging out. "What the FUCK was that?!"

* * *

Allison squeaked, half from surprise and half joy. Bits of her red and white squished body bulged out the sides of the 4-by-6 foot metal plates, looking for some sort of third dimension to escape to. Feeling her sides squish together was always fun, but she felt a bit of a sting.

Ally could feel the bits of herself still smearing around like the slab of playdough she currently was when she tried to restore herself. Bits of red and white clay getting drawn in and assuming a more human looking shape than the giant red splat she was first reduced to. When the steel plates lifted, she actually was already an inch or two thick. She had dizzy red eyes, with arms and legs and boobs that were twice as wide as they usually were, caught sideways mid stride.

She was free, and struggling to stand instead of crumpling to the ground like a loose curtain, but at least she had some thickness.

She even finished her sentence. "...Nobody...but my Boo...gets to sit on me. Yaaaarrrrrg..."

*KA-THUNK*

*POP*

Ally's strength finally gave out, and she collapsed in a folded up heap of read and white cloth. It was only a second until she popped back to normal, still full of energy after her first squishing. She shook her head with a rattling noise, then took the next step along the catwalk.

"Wooo-ee! I like this. They gave us the good stuff this time. Compared to last week this feels-"

*SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH*

Steel plates popped up in front and behind her, again obliterating Ally. She could feel herself spreading wider as she was squished thinner, her extremities melding into each other while she was pressed into a ridiculous shape. She definitely giggled feeling her butt and boobs get pressed into massive squishy circles.

This time when the plates separated, Ally was at best half an inch thick and 3 times as wide, splatted like a gingerbread cookie into a huge poster shape, like she was pressed against the air with rollers to cover a non-existent wall. She grinned at her friends, twisting to get a good look at her ridiculous form until she twisted and turned like a piece of paper in the wind.

"Oooof...this is the strong stuff. Feels...kinda good...quick someone get a picture before-whoops!"

Ally's flat twisted body continued its turn and tumbled to the ground in a heap, before POP her paper shape rose up like a balloon and she restored herself again.

She could hear Grace and Scarlett cackling in the doorway.

Scarlett shouted "Wooo you can do it Ally!"

Grace crossed her arms under her breasts and smiled. "Damn you villain! Give us pancakes!"

Jesse looked between the three of them in abject horror. "You're laughing?! It's almost like you three WANT to..."

Allison gave her a dumb grin in reply. "They did go through all this trouble to give us a massage! Be nice to them."

That, along with Grace and Scarlett nodding with their own dumb grins, made Jesse facepalm. "Right...you all actually do this for a living. How am I supposed to get Joy back with this crew?"

"Don't worry." Allison turned and took another step inside. "We'll find her soon and she'll be safe and-"

*WHAM*

Allison felt the tingle of her body squishing again. She took a dizzy step in her two dimensional state. "This time for sure!"

*SQUOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH*

A block of the ceiling fell down, and Ally vanished under it. Allison knew her butt was getting pressed to ridiculous sizes under the weight, and had a moment to be glad Scarlett wasn't getting a good view before her top half crumpled on top of it. The rest of her body squished into a singularity, torso doubled in size above hips that were at least quadrupled.

*CR-AAAAAAAAAAAAASH*

In a partial stroke of luck, the stone bounced into the air and fell below the catwalk, meaning Ally would not need to stretch and risk tearing her body out from under it. It was of little comfort though, because Ally could feel the draft against her butt fluttering in the breeze, as her floppy pancake shape danced through the air.

"Um, ladies?" Ally's body rippled as she swooped further away from the catwalk. "As much as I like this shape, I think I might need some...uh oh. Come on Scarlett, my boobs aren't THAT big!"

Back outside, Grace was already mopping up Scarlett, already a melting down to her butt, spreading into a mess of goo staring at Ally's seven foot wide booty.

Which left Jesse, looking at the growing puddle of red head next to her with disdain and cracking her knuckles. "Don't worry Ally, I'll get you!"

Jesse made it three steps into the room before she was slammed by the first steel plates.

*SQUIIIIIIIIIISH*

Jesse was squished sideways just like Ally. Unlike Ally, who was a professional at getting flattened and held onto her shape relatively well, Jesse was an almost unrecognizable splat of colors with a wide goofy grin. Jesse was entirely useless in this shape, folding over the side, and fluttering down along with Ally.

Ally's pancake rolled her eyes. "Oh...great..."

* * *

Both of their paper thin bodies eventually landed in disorganized heaps on an industrial conveyor, rollers moving them deeper into the factory. The red and white blanket known as Allison seemed to punch around as if she were actually inside herself, fighting her way back into shape, until POP Ally's body stretched and snapped back to normal.

Or really, close to normal. Her hair and clothes were starting to fray from the pummeling she was taking. "Uuuuugh...maybe too much squishing for now. Can you get up Jesse?"

The unfortunate newcomer was trying her hardest to restore herself, but it barely made her body quiver. Here huge eyes looked at Ally, silently pleading for assistance.

Allison aimed her restoration beam at Jesse. "Okay, sometime soon, we need to work on this. And by that I mean I'm writing Smash a letter on your behalf."

*ZAP*

*POP*

The green energy restored Jesse, left sitting on the conveyor. She was completely stunned, running her hands along herself to make sure she really was in her normal shape again. "Whoa...that thing's like an energy drink. One second I'm stuck, then that thing was molding me around like I was putty..."

Ally nodded. "Good, you get it. Now get up before this thing gets any ideas and-"

*SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM*

*SQUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH*

The walls around them slammed together, ruining any chance the women had of staying three dimensional. Jesse was squished together again, her form squeezed together uncomfortably into a giant rectangle with her features painted on. As was often the case for her, this meant her front was transformed into squared off hair, two angry eyes, and 80% two flattened breasts. Likewise, her backside was mostly jammed up buttcheek, covering most of her slab of toony flesh above her thickened thighs.

All of this was much more interesting than poor Allison. She squeaked as her boobs were absolutely squished into her being. She felt the familiar sensation of her body succumbing to pressure and bending to the machine's will, smearing and stretching until she didn't know where any of herself was. She was vaguely aware of a tingle when parts of her that oozed too far away flowed back into her. Ally was pretty sure a little bit of her everything was everywhere at this point and she no longer had a shape. She would smile if she still had a mouth.

When the steel plates retracted, all that remained of Allison was a seven-by-five foot wide, two inch thick solid pink rectangle, without so much her eyes drawn on it.

Jessy's angry eyes looked at Ally. "What, you're a stick of gum now?"

Allison's shape somehow sighed up and down in exasperation, displaying her mastery of body language. "Even I can't take a beating that long. Look, just hope those melt-o-philes upstairs get down here soon."

Jesse's shape hopped up and down in a rage. "Why?! So they can oggle us some more?!"

*CLAAAAAAAAAANG*

Jesse froze at the sound of heavy machinery. Her flattened shape looked around Allison's pink sheet to see the mouth of some variety of large machine behind her.

"No Jesse. Because they have the other restoration beam I'm going to need after-WHOA!"

Ally vanished into the dark mouth of the machine, and Jesse shuddered at the sounds.

*SLAM*

"EEP!"

*CLANG*

"ACK!"

*SPLASH*

"Oh now what machine makes that sound?!"

*KER-GLOOOOP*

"Oh it me-wait GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

Jesse heard the horrors within. She honestly didn't want to know what it was doing to her new ally, probably turning her into someone's blow up doll or worse. She tried to hop away, but fell flat on her giant yoga-mat tits. She tried to snake away, not making much more progress, closing her eyes and waiting for the worst. "I hope I'm still in one piece tomorrow!"

*CREEEEEEEEEEEEEAK*

*HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

Jesse stopped moving inches away from the machine.

"Huh? What?"

"Over here silly!!!"

Jesse managed to flop her body around enough to get a look at Grace and a solid Scarlett, standing next to some sort of control panel.

Grace ran over, holding another of Ally's restore gun things. "That was AMAZING! Here let's get you back up."

*ZAP*

Jesse's body hovered in the air, mass bulging unevenly through it, before snapping her back to normal. "Whoooa....my head...that's going to take some getting used to."

Grace laughed, then wanted Jesse over excitedly. "Come on, wait 'til you see Ally."

Jesse gulped. "What the hell would that do to her? Does her beam thing work on giant bounce houses and...and....oh dear."

On the other end of the machine wasn't anything elaborate. Just a wading pool sized collection area holding a massive layered puddle of pink goo. The machinery around it was covered with gooey pink strands of what used to be Allison.

"So...it just...?"

Grace nodded. "Absolutely pulverized her into a puddle."

"I told it to go lower..." Ally's tired voice echoed from everywhere in the goop. "But the masseuse decided to squish my everything instead. But it feels...kinda...I've had worse, ya know?"

Before Allison's tired rant could go further, Grace gave her a zap. The thick pink puddle swirled together, flew out of the tub, and splashed against the ground before bounding up into Allison's restored form.

"Oh..." Ally stumbled, still regaining her balance. "Thanks Grace. Let's keep going."

Grace, Scarlett, and Ally all high fived and struck a pose in front of Jesse, who was shocked to see some sort of hologram of an explosion go off between them, making their hair flutter behind them. Jesse's jaw clanged to the floor, and the three other red heads charged to a door across the room.

They eventually stopped, and looked back to Jesse. Scarlett asked, "Well, are you coming or not?"

Jesse blinked five time. "What?...you're all insane!"

Grace sighed. "Remember they have Joy too."

Fire erupted from Jesse's head like a volcano as rage returned to her. "FUCK! I forgot. Let's get the bastards!"

With that, team red head was off to the next trap...