Scarlett finished squishing herself into the console, splatting into the "lobby” as a pile of red goop. She quickly formed up on the road into her racing clothes and a go kart, smiling at the fact the kart generated with her. She looked around at everyone else joining the lobby, mostly friends but these game nights always drew a few extras. Still, she recognized most of them. Her kart’s display confirmed the who was there -
Lynn, Brook’s mom and fellow gear head. Brook still regretted letting Trinity melt and pour Lynn into the game slot.
Mila, a cute movie star Zoe introduced everyone to at a league festival a while back, and a competitive gamer herself.
Celes joined too, the purple slime girl seemed comfortable enough behind the wheel and loved an excuse to hang out with Scarlett.
Xiao Li joined too. Scarlett met her at a gaming convention a while back. They were fierce competitors and often squished each other in game, but it was always in good fun.
Joy’s friend Catherine was here. Jesse’s daughter brought her into a lobby a few weeks ago on release night, and she had slowly become a regular.
The mysterious putty woman Karen was here. She was never far when there was a chance to melt someone as a prank. Scarlett tried not to melt just thinking about it.
Her science buddy Sheri was here too. Sheri made cool car inventions and they hung out at car shows, so Scarlett talked her into playing.
That weird dragon girl Kris joined the game. Scarlett wasn't sure about Emi’s newest arch nemesis at first, but Kris insisted on gaming with them. She was good at the game, so Scarlett sent the friend code. Besides, Scarlett thought Kris looked good when squished.
Erica was another online gaming buddy. They met a while back at a public TF League showcase. Her “wifey” got the VIP pass to show her around the sample traps and get used to being squished (which felt a little weird to hear, but then Sonia existed…). Everyone was impressed by how much the self described demon hunter could inflate, after which Scarlett and friends insisted they hang out more. Where ever she was from, she was a capable fighter.
And of course there was one more...Lucky LeBlanc. The blond on her cat decorated motorcycle always seemed to get splattered yet still finish near the top.
They all exchanged pleasantries, and got setup for that night’s first race. Nobody wanted to wait for long, and soon everyone was in formation at a starting line.
“Ready?”
Scarlett loved these new video games that let you squish lots of people at once. Any new game was always a great time to squish people anew, and with these 10, anything could happen.
“Set!”
She slammed the gas. Everyone knew the boost timing already, and this course had normal pavement for good traction at the start.
“GO!”
Jets fired behind Scarlett’s car, propelling it forwards fast enough to have gooped Amber on even a good day. Unfortunately for her, everyone else was going just as fast.
“Whoa didn’t this game only come out last month? And everyone’s already this good. Uuuugh, how am I going to win like this?!”
Scarlett slid through the first turn, scrambling to get an item. The glowy box shattered in front of her and the display on her screen flashed through items while she steered.
“Come ooooooooon come oooooooooooon…”
DING
“Banana?! Stupid first place items already?! What the hell am I supposed to do with this?!”
Scarlett rolled her eyes and dropped the banana peel behind her on a bridge, not caring about little things like defensive tactics.
Just behind her, Lynn was trying to boost and catch up to the red head, activating a mushroom to boost. She almost didn’t even see the banana.
“What?! Who gets those on the first laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap?!”
CRASH
SCREEEEEEETCH
Lynn went flying and spinning over everyone at wild speeds. Where everyone made a turn though, Lynn kept hurtling towards a suspiciously empty bill board.
SPLAT
Lynn and her cart absolutely flattened against the billboard space. The impact was so hard, her mom bod spread several feet across the surface to be easily visible down below, making her sizable breasts and butt take up 30% of the available space each. She was facing sideways, arms pointing out in the stereotypical hieroglyph pose in her pink dress and stylish white jacket.
“Ow….dear me...I need to restore myself and catch up before this gets worse.”
SPLASH
As soon as she finished, several cans of paint fell off the top of the bill board, covering the flattened woman under a wave of colors. They mostly dripped away in 2 seconds, but when the did, Lynn wore a different outfit – a rather skimpy dress fit for an ancient Egyptian queen, that left very little to the imagination, exposing the majority of her flattened breasts and thighs.
“Uuuuugh, it’s worse…”
Meanwhile, back in the lead, Scarlett was trying to stay ahead of the pack. As common for these games, it wasn’t going well.
“What the heck is this?! A feather? So I can jump and splat into a wall like Lynn or land on a shell to get spun on a pottery wheel? How will this help me from-WHOA!”
Scarlett veered to the side, barely avoiding a fleet of bouncing ice balls. “Ack! Who the heck? Mila! Get off me!”
The starlet still had some ammo left, holding the blue flower through the next turn. “Oh come on Red! I just want to help you not melt!”
Scarlett dodged around another turn. “Oh come on! I don’t melt in races!”
“Yeah whatever, dodge this!”
Mila threw her last ice ball, the flower fading from her hand, but the shot was very wide of Scarlett.
“Oh come on, Vissa said you’re bad but that was ridic-”
CRRRRRRRRK
It was wide enough that Scarlett, weaving through the course, didn’t see the fence the shot bounced off of. It slammed into her and froze her into solid ice, her face literally frozen in shock.
Mila wasted no time boosting and smashing right through her. “Woooo!”
CRASH
Scarlett exploded into a cloud of ice and snow, leaving shards of ice scattered around the road, left to pull herself back together to resume the chase.
“Ooooooh...that one stung a lit-OW-OW-OW!”
CRUUUUUUUUNCH
More drivers past, and more of Scarlett’s remains get crunched into snow against the road. Once everyone passed, it slowly melted from blue snow to red goo, letting Scarlett reform and get back into the race.
“First to last again?! This game is rude!”
* * *
Back in the middle of the pack, Celes made sure she pulled over to the side for one of the special snacks on the course.
“I must collect these! I can’t always show up in this normal dress, I need to experience this game’s style! I owe it to myself to see all these outfits. Now, what do I get here?”
Celes’s screen cycled through lots of food items, settling on a large bone in ham roast straight out of an old cartoon.
“Hmmm, don’t think I’ve had this one yet. I still need to get Zoe to teach me how to make one of these. Let’s see what outfit I get!”
Celes opened her mouth impossibly large, as slime girls do.
OM-NOM-NOM
Her cheeks expanded before the meal went down her throat in a large bulge. Her hips briefly doubled in size before the game’s skin-change mechanics took over.
BWOOOMP
SQUISH
Celes’s entire chubby body levitated above the bike, before being mashed together by some invisible force. Her purple slime was squished and splashed and molded around, making an eye squeeze out here and hips expand there, undulating 2 feet above the ground until being slammed back onto her kart and bouncing back into a regular shape.
Celes immediately checked herself in the mirror. “Ooooooh!!! I got the cute bow in my hair! And the relaxed fit jeans that squeeze my thighs, and this leather jacket is just adorable!”
The slimey seamstress kept driving while admiring herself, not entirely realizing how much bigger she was from the pork. Her butt barely fit in the vehicle after putting it away, even if the new pants managed to fit around her hips.
* * *
Further back, Catherine saw Celes getting molded in place, speeding ahead while scattering a little purple slime. “Uuuugh! Everyone gets those stupid outfits and I’m still stuck in last? How can I be going so slow?! The only one I’m ahead of is-”
VRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOM
“Yaaaaaaaaaah!!!”
Scarlett sped past her in a blur, tagging Catherine’s bike hard enough to spin her around into a tall twisted up band of toony flesh with blinking eyes on top.
“AHEAD OF NOBODY?! Okay, gotta…fix…”
WHOOOSH
Catherine managed to unspin herself. “Thank this game for having easy restore as an option. No way I can restore myself like these...whatever, they’re kinda nice I guess.” She breathed a sigh, recognizing she actually liked these game nights more than she wanted to admit. “Now where are these items?!”
Catherine grabbed the next box and mashed her screen. “I don’t care what you are, just go go go! How am I supposed to do anything if I can’t squish any of these loonies? Can I just-BWAAAAH!!!”
BWOOOOOOOOOOOOMP
Catherine felt a surge of power in her, then felt her ass get fiercely huge. It worried her until her legs followed, thighs expanding and stretching her kart with them, followed by her entire torso. She closed her eyes when her chest and arms doubled in size to enjoy it, but realized she needed to keep her eyes on the road.
“What the heck...oh hey I’m gaining on them? Why are they so small? Well, them and the road signs. Oh wait I’m huge! Take this Scarlett!”
Below her, the red head looked up at the shadow, letting out a brief “Eek!”
SQUIIIIIIIIIISH
Catherine chanced a look back, seeing nothing but a smear of Scarlett-red and blue paint on the road. “Oooooh man she’s completely pancaked! Oh, I think that’s Karen in front of me!”
The putty gal tried to steer out of the way, but Catherine was on a mission now.
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIISH
Looking back, Karen’s entire shape was spread on the ground like playdough, with tire tracks molded into her. Her face faded into existence on top, looking more annoyed at the time loss than anything, before rolling up to morph back into shape.
Catherine was on a mission now, and steered for the slime girl next.
SPLASH
Celes exploded into purple goo. The whole road covered with her, like a giant purple water balloon exploded on the street.
SQUIIIIIIIISH
Erica was crushed into a black and blue sewer cover rattling around the ground. Catherine turned around before Erica’s hand sprung out to stretch her head off the pavement and POP back.
SPLAT
The blonde was knocked off her silver kitty bike, spread eagled flat against the asphalt, flatter than flat and stretched 5 car lengths along the road.
Catherine was laughing as she finally shrank back to normal size. “HAHAHAH! Awesome! I almost caught all the way up too! I’ll win this race yet. I just need more speed and-OOOF!”
CRASH
A red shell crashed into her, she didn’t see who threw it. She didn’t see much at all, since the shell shattered her being into ten identical Catherine faced bowling pins. She felt a brief thrill at getting ripped apart before she clattered around the ground, miraculously in one pile.
Her voice was a haunting echo from all ten pins. “Uuuugh...thank goodness for the easy restore option...again. Oooooooh...this feels so weird…”
Catherine felt bits of herself merging together, the strange sensation of her ten copies glooping back together into her normal shape. As soon as she was back in one piece, she grabbed her head. “Uuugh, that sucked. Who did that?! I’ll-”
SLAM
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
Catherine only then noticed she was under a thwomp. For the second time in a minute she felt her body collapse on her, squishing and spreading like clay. The thwomp rose up slowly, revealing a neat rectangular face with spiraled eyes, taking up the entire 5 by 3 foot area.
“I’ll...probably get another good item after that...I OOOOF!”
SQUISH
SQUASH
Several of the other racers had already restored by then, and decided to return the favor. Catherine got stretched and smeared across the pavement into a collection of colors, almost unrecognizable as herself.
“Uuuuugh...at least it’s not a knock out race...um...easy restore? Help?”
* * *
Celes sped along, passing the mess of colors that remained of Catherine. She was holding more food, a large kebab full of juicy meats. “Oooooh these look delicious. I wonder what outfit you have...Om!”
Celes again bloomped as the extra pounds applied, this time mostly in her chest, then hovered into the air to get mashed and molded. A surprised eye stuck out of the blob of purple being pounded together, then wiggling chubby thighs, before throwing her back into her car. This time she quickly reformed wearing a bikini. It was big just enough to cover up her nipples, letting her now chubbier than usual tummy ooze out around her kart.
She took a moment to collect herself inside the car, then quickly put her arm over her breasts. “Aaah! This is a little much for so many people!”
“I dunno, you look great. I’ve gotta try that!”
Lynn pulled up along side Celes, still in her Egyptian Princess outfit, holding her own kebabs. “This outfit wasn’t what I signed up for anyway, who gives unlocks from getting squished anyway?”
Celes gave her a polite laugh while both sped forward. Lynn figured that meant time to eat.
“Omnomnom!”
Lynn’s already impressive figure fwoomped larger with some extra weight, making her dump truck ass even dumpier. Soon after, the same invisible force that molded Celes picked up Lynn…
SQUISH
“Oooh!”
SQUASH
“Aaaack!”
Lynn was slammed into a flesh colored blob and worked over the same as Celes. Her limbs, her butt, her everything squished out at some point before getting pulled back into the massage to a symphony of squishy sounds. After a few seconds her body stretched apart like chewing gum, a skin colored blot with her face wincing on the front of it, before snapping back.
POP
Leaving Lynn wearing sunglasses and an even skimpier swimsuit than Celes, no small feat given Lynn’s naturally huge proportions. She looked at herself and almost seemed bored by it. “Hmmm...This is a little cliché, the whole look at me basically naked swimsuit, but I guess its colors work.”
Celes nodded while trying to focus on the road. “It’s like they knew we wouldn’t complain about swimsuits, but it’s too obvious.”
“Mmm hmm, mm hmm.” Lynn grunted while both grabbed their next item boxes. “They should have contacted the two of us for designs. I could have made better clothes than this. You’re not too bad yourself.”
Celes looked in her hand at the item forming, absent mindedly agreeing. “Yeah, they really should have hired professionals.”
Lynn heard the response, but was focused on her screen. “Sweet! I got the rocket thing! See you at the finish line!”
Celes clutched her new gold mushroom tight. “Wait, you got a what?”
FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
* * *
Lynn pushed the button below the picture of the big rocket with a fist. Someone would have to tell her it was named Bill later.
She levitated in the air for a moment, then felt her body morphing on its own. Her legs got sucked into her butt, making it huge before it stretched itself into the back of the rocket. Her head shrank into her chest, where her two sizable breasts were glooping together into a single mass to make the front of the bullet. The rest of her body stretched and creaked into the general shape of the classic enemy at triple her normal size.
She felt the rocket thrust building inside her, and let it happen.
BOOOOOOM
The flames jet out behind her claiming her first victim. Celes was ignited by the blast, going up in a pillar of flames for 2 seconds before burning out, leaving a charred statue of the slimey seamstress in Lynn’s wake. Celes blinked twice before crumbling to ash, hoping nobody would scatter her too much until she reformed.
Lynn herself was now a grinning bullet speeding ahead.
“WOOOOOOOOO! Nobody can stop me now!”
She saw Scarlett and Sheri fighting for position. Lynn flew right between them, knocking both to the sides...
SQUIIIIIIIIISH
… to get flattened under random cars. Those two made beautiful stickers on the road.
Xiao Li was next ahead of her, trying to navigate between some guard rails to avoid her.
“You can run but you can’t hide!”
Color drained from the petite woman’s face. “Eeeeep!”
BUMP
Xiao Li got nudged to the side, right between a suspiciously placed toll booth and another car. She tried to steer out of the way…
CRUNCH
...and to her credit, she did pass through, but that was mostly because she was always very squishy, even for this game. Xiao Li tried to look at the damage, but she was as flat as the gap she squeezed through, a completely two dimensional cutout of herself on a car trying to stay balanced. As often for her, she didn’t smear or stretch much larger, but she was now no match for the breeze – the next kart passing her whisked her into the air to flutter down harmlessly.
“Oh no! I hope someone is kind enough to help me with an air pump?”
Lynn ignored her and continued along, seeing Mila near the lead in her sights. “I have you now!”
Mila looked back for the voice, ready to defend her position. “Yeah right. I’m too good at video games to lose that easil-OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU?!?!?!”
Mila took one look at the giant bullet with Lynn’s features painted on it, and screamed. “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!”
Lynn roared! “GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”
GULP
Maybe Lynn should have seen it coming. Mila certainly did not mean to execute a perfect defense, but her mouth opened wide enough that she wrapped around Lynn.
Mila’s body stretched to a ridiculous size to accommodate Lynn’s huge form. Mila‘s entire torso stretched around Lynn, giving her an absurdly large face, and practically painting Mila’s own flattened stretched chest on top of Lynn’s. Only Mila’s kicking feet remained relatively normal.
At least until the power up wore off.
As they left the bridge and entered a more hostile mountainous region, Lynn’s body shrank back to normal. She felt most of her extra mass drain away, reverting to her normal (if chubbier from the food) shape.
Mila was not as lucky - she was left as a large flapping sheet in the air, fluttering harmlessly to the ground until she figured out how to restore herself from a 20x20 meter bedsheet.
Lynn remained a little disoriented from the whole ordeal. The power ups autosteering kept her on course, but she was still dizzy from Mila. “Where is that little brat. Try to pretend swallowing me was an accident, will she? Only the best can eat me!”
Oblivious to the meaning of what she said, Lynn spotted Mila just as her pink sheet body landed on the ground across the road. “Serves you right! Now you figure out to be more careful where you scream while I race to the finish! I have a good track record in these events and no other driver is going to best me at-”
HIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS
Lynn blinked, hearing the sound. For the first time she also realized she felt hot. Really hot, and not her swimsuit.
She looked down. “LAVA?!?!?!”
Lynn was so focused on Mila she missed the massive lava lake in front of her. Now she was sliding across the surface on her own melting body, and even a TF league veteran like herself had trouble not liquefying fast in molten stone. Her legs and butt were sinking into theirselves, creating waves of gooey flesh. Her watermelon breasts were dripping away like candles, while the rest of her slid apart into a puddle of Lynn. Her body collapsed in great splashes, briefly making her hips huge before they ultimately splooshed into goop. Her head was last to go, trying to pull her body into a solid shape, but it was just too hot.
“Drat...I need to focus blub blub.”
Lynn frowned with her face atop the liquid form, then the lava started to boil her. She bubbled away into a skin colored mess before the friendly lakitu swooped in with a bucket to collect her. Nobody on the ground could see her face scowling inside the bucket once she cooled down, but she knew drivers would speed past her before she got poured back onto the track.
* * *
Karen steered around a half restored Mila, still on the side of the road looking normal from the hips up but with legs the size of a used parachute. She saw someone else getting poured from a bucket, bubbling from the heat and thought about it.
[I do need to melt this knot out of my back, but maybe after the race. Plenty of time to enjoy a hot lava bath later.]
She slammed a mushroom into the gas tank and sped away, hair flying in the wind behind her. She blasted off a ramp, then spread her arms letting them morph into glider wings. Stretchy flesh shifted and rippled into thin wings, letting her ride the wind for a while. Not that the other racers couldn’t use their kart’s wings, but Karen much preferred flying on her own terms.
Her wings rippled when she landed, loosening into two long tendrils in the wing before morphing back into arms. Now back on the ground, she still had an item to use, and she intended to have some fun with it.
[Boomerang time! Now if I run my hand along here...]
Karen knew the game was in good fun, so she had no regrets about making her boomerang a little sharper than it should have been. She zoomed through a turn, pulling up behind Kris. [Oooo, dragon girl! Putty knife time.]
WHOOSH
FWPFWPFWP
Kris’s biker jacket fell apart in tiny squares of fabric, scattering into the wind, leaving her wearing underwear that barely contained her figure and looked suspiciously like a person with black hair and green eyes. “Hey! Just what the hell do you thi-”
Ker-Tumble!
Kris spun her head to figure out who threw the boomerang at her, but Karen’s putty knife technique hit much more than her outfit. Rather than a normal spin out, she fell apart into a collection of green and red cubes. Karen sped by her giving a wink and a thumbs up, and was long gone by the time Kris’s cubes turned into tiny lizards scrambling around to restore herself.
In fact, Karen was looking at another target. [Catherine needs to learn to duck and weave. Hi-ya!]
Catherine was in fact just minding her own business, driving along and dutifully keeping up. She even managed to throw a red shell just before the boomerang tagged her.
FWP-FWP-FWP
“Huh? Why do I feel…so…”
SPLAT
Catherine’s form lost cohesion, and she slid apart like a deck of cards, each one animating her surprise at her new shape spread across the road like a flip book. Karen scooped up the Catherine deck as she drove by, and shuffled it once before dropping it on the side of the road, leaving one extra card on top showing herself in a jester outfit, giving the same wink she gave Kris.
[She should be able to put herself together there. Now, one more boomerang throw...]
She saw Sheri ahead on her left, the blue-violet hair gave her away. [Just gotta wait til the factory for optimal effect...aaaand go!]
This time Karen’s aim was just a bit off. She failed to get a direct hit, but did tag the back of Sheri’s outfit.
RRRRRRRIP
Sheri startled into an upright position, feeling a sudden draft below her. Her skirt was torn off, exposing her poke-dot underwear to the drivers.
“Ack! I need to find one of those outfit meals now! I can’t drive like this. Where do I-”
Sheri swerved around in surprise, and lost track of where she was.
SLAAAAAAAAAAAAM
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
A factory piston came down on her, smashing Sheri flat against the floor. She was 60% face staring at the ceiling with dizzy eyes. The rest of her pancaked body was smooshed into her healthy breasts, and her giant poka-dot clad butt surrounding her.
Karen giggled to herself. [Welp, got her anyway. Now to figure out who’s in first in this-MEEP!]
Karen saw a cluster of bananas at the last moment. The putty gal managed to dodge to the side, but her kart caught a chain leading up into the ceiling.
[What manner of machinery is this-uh oh!]
Her malleable body was able to squeeze effortlessly into the hole she probably was never meant to enter. Now squished inside, she discovered all of the internal machinery that kept the factory running, Lots of gears and pistons and conveyor belts, all ready to stretch and tug at her putty body.
STRETCH
[Ooo!]
SQUISH
[Hahahaha, that one tickles!]
For the next 30 seconds, racers passing through the factory noticed the pistons were slow if they moved at all. If the squishing sounds echoing through the walls meant anything, someone was having a good time in there.
* * *
Mila, having finally willed herself back together, was a woman on a mission. “HOW DARE THAT STUPID BULLET STRETCH ME OUT LIKE THAT!” She huffed, snorting black smoke out her nose. “I only get steamed and pressed at the dry cleaners on Tuesdays.”
She broke through one of the glowy toy boxes. Being in the back half of the pack meant she got the more fun items. A moment later in her hand, she held…
“Oooooo hammers! These are almost as many as Zoe carries on her! I know I don’t want to get typecast into slapstick but…”
Mile grinned, grew mischievous devil horns, and hit the gas. She saw the blonde with the cat cycle and launched her first volley. LeBlanc never saw Mila coming.
“I HAVE THE BEST BOW!”
SQUIIIIIIIISH
The bland woman was pancaked into an inch thick, ten foot wide floppy sheet on the road, her red ribbon stretched out fluttering in the wind. She was almost all frowny face, though a hint of her sizable cleavage was visible opposite her ribbon.
Mila kept going, speeding by Xiao Li next. “Sweaters are out of season!!!”
“Huh? I thought this outfit was cute, why would anyone think-EEEP!”
SQUAAAAAAAAASH
Xiao Li was squished into a tiny disk, only three feet wide, spinning around on the ground. Only her face and hair were visible, as she hadn’t consumed enough food on the course for her small shape to spread any wider. Mila didn’t give her a second look and drove on.
It took a full 5 seconds before Xiao Li finally stopped spinning. Mila was out of sight when Xiao Li’s mood shifted to outrage, surrounded by flames. “I’ve always worn this sweater! It’s great! Who the heck does she think she is with those horns?!”
Mile didn’t see because she was chasing the stupid bullet lady that hit her in the first place. “There she is! YOU CALL THAT FASHION?!”
Lynn, still rocking her ridiculous bathing suit, spun to look back. Naturally, her exposed curves jiggled wildly as she did, unintentionally stress testing the game’s outfits. “What?! You again?!”
Mila went into a power slide, seemingly in slow motion, going along the path where every hammer’s arc would land directly on Lynn.
BONK
Lynn’s head was forced down between her huge breasts, shunting even MORE mass into them so they wobbled even larger, almost bouncing on the road.
BONK
Lynn’s stomach disappeared under her boobs, making Lynn look like an even more ridiculous short stack made almost entirely of breasts and thighs.
BOOOOONK
Lynn was almost squished for real now, but not yet. Her top half was now flattened breasts, squished into a board above her. She was reduced to a massive squished playdough butt squeezed between her tires, wobbling along another 5 feet, the poor bathing suit long since vanishing between those cheeks.
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
The fifth hammer finally finished off Lynn, unable to keep a useful shape. She was smashed into a twenty foot wide floppy pancake, flipping over in the air and flapping in the wind, before landing face up with stars over her head.
Mila jumped in her seat. “YEAH! I got her! Now I just need to navigate…” she looked at her car’s display and checked the map, “...tar pits and natural geysers? Weren’t we just in a castle?! What the heck is going on here? I demand to see the script writer later.”
While she was complaining, she did not notice the many banana peels flying her way. Too busy looking at the screen in front of her for directions, she drove right into one.
VRRRRRR
“Wait whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!”
BOUNCE
Mila went over a dirt ramp, flying into the air.
“Whaaaaaaa!!!”
“What the HEY WATCH OUT FOR-OOOF!”
Mila bounced into Scarlett, making both of them tumble along. Bandages appearing on their faces, and hair frazzled around them.
As they headed straight for a row of geysers.
BOUNCE
“Wait are they about to erupt?!”
“How the hell are they in a line like that?! There’s no way that’s natural!”
“Why are you two slowly bouncing?! Get out of the way! I’m never throwing bananas again!”
“Huh?!?!?!”
BONK
Erica tried to swerve away from the chaos, but if the tight fit of her fancy evening gown outfit was any indication, she already had to much to eat during the race. Her extra weight made it hard to dodge, and she got knocked off course by the bouncing duo of Scarlett and Mila. Now all three were in the air, headed directly for the geysers.
THOOMP-THOOMP-THOOMP
Somehow, all three landed on a geyser mouth first, with Scarlett in the middle of the trio. Mila and Scarlett glared at Erica, who herself glared right back at them.
Erica’s mouth tried to talk, even while stretched around the geyser. “You idiots! Can’t you just shatter or spin into a nothing string like normal toons?”
Mila kicked and shook her arms wildly. “Normal?! Do you know how much training it takes to be a comedic star like myself?! There’s nothing normal about my stunts! They WILL notice me!”
“Ooooo...it’s about to erupt.”
Erica and Mila looked at Scarlett, suddenly realizing that of the three of them, Scarlett was the only one looking forward the an event.
Erica groaned. “How could this get any worse?!”
At that moment, a magikoopa flew over their heads. The magical dust only tagged them, and the effect was immediate.
BWOOOOMP
The women tripled in weight, making their already flailing arms and legs extra chubby. While their bellies got big, their butts and thighs got bigger.
BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOING
All grew bovine horns, a cowbell, and most excitingly...well it depends on which you asked how they felt about it… their boobs blimped to ridiculous size, something worthy of a “cow girl.”
DING
Their dresses also shifted away from their normal color schemes for good measure, getting much more revealing and gaining a cow print pattern. Cow tails sprouted from their backs then too.
RUMBLE
Erica groaned...sort of. “Mooooooooo…It’s worse.”
Mile sighed. “This isn’t how I wanted to be in the farm movie!”
Scarlett squeed. “It’s comiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!”
They all looked at each other. THEN the geysers erupted.
GUUUUUUUUSH
FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMP
All three women’s cheeks filled with water, blowing up like water balloons. Their bellies expanded soon after, already huge but weighed down further by the water inside them into jiggling spheres. Clothes ran up their torsos, clinging to cover their suddenly huge breasts at the cost of letting their newly waterlogged bellies ripple out.
FWOOOMP-FWOOOOMP-FWOOOMP
CREEEEEEEEEEEEAK
They all looked at each other, cow patterns stretching far across their chests. Blue water filled up their eyes until water gushed out like tears. Their bodies made noisy rubbery creaks as they passed ten feet in size. There were more rubber pops as their arms and legs swelled to capacity, joints puffing up and vanishing into layers of stubby inflated limbs and absorbed into their growing forms, and louder creaks as their fingers and toes each grew as much as they could to hold more water.
STREEEEEEEEEEETCH
SLOSH
BOP!
Anything on the women that could hold more water, did. Mila’s hair and eyes swelled out of her body, as did Scarlett and Erica’s. They were still magicked into cow girls, so their horns and tails puffed up too.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!” gargled Mila.
“JSJGSKJHGLKJHSLGKHE!” mumbled Erica, roughly translating to “Why does this always happen to me?”
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!”
Mila and Erica both looked at Scarlett, realizing her moan was actual enjoyment. And her skin was slightly more transparent than their own, clearly at capacity for water inside.
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAA!”
Even with uber inflated eyeballs, Erica and Mila managed to roll them in frustration at what came next for the woman between them.
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
Scarlett burst apart, popping and releasing torrents of water, either unable to resist or maybe too willing to allow the geyser to explode her. Shreds of pale flesh and cowgirl bikini flew everywhere, leaving her horns, bell, and red hair behind.
The force was enough to knock her competitors loose from their geysers. Released from the pressure of the geyser, water blasted out of their mouths, rocketing them into the air.
“EYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
Both flew butt first into the sky, rapidly deflating. While there was some relief at getting normal if floppy forms back, that quickly ended when they realized they were hundreds of feet in the air with no way to land.
Erica looked down, and her body plummeted except for her head, which stayed even with Mila atop a stretched out neck. “I’ll never use a banana peel again.”
Mila looked down second, and her body did the same. “Why did I sign up to do my own stunts?”
PEW
Both heads snapped back to their bodies and within seconds...
SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT
...They crashed to the earth. When the smoke cleared, all that remained of Mile and Erica were large hair colored pancakes, each several feet wide.
Mile grumbled, “Oooooow...at least the worst is over…”
VRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Both women then sprung up as accordions, bouncing up and down amongst Scarlett’s scattered scraps. Their outfits were painted on their bellows, each still sporting ridiculous cowgirl patterns and huge matching mamories.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh…”
* * *
Sheri realized she was passing quite a few pancaked women on the road, even if some were starting to recover. “Oh wow...the odds of that many people having accidents that fast is pretty low. I need to take advantage of this.”
She ate another cookie, packing on a few more pounds and getting herself gooped and molded around into a new tube top and short skirt. The boosts helped her gain places as she went, but she had a second trinket she picked up near the back. “How this car holds an actual lightning bolt I don’t know, but I suppose it’s time to use it. I only need a few test subjects...”
Eventually she saw friends ahead of her. Celes, Lynn, Catherine, and Karen were all within sight. That meant it was time.
CLICK
KERRR-AAAAAAAAAAAACK---BOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Lightning filled the air, striking everyone near by. The four in front of her all hovered in the air, flashing and glowing from the electricity running through them. For Lynn and Catherine, that meant skeletons dancing with frazzled hair, before falling to the road charred and crumbling to dust – quite a bit of dust in Lynn’s well fed case. Celes and Karen were also flickering after absorbing several gigawatts, though both of their bodies were significantly more malleable than the rest – they were electrified into blobs of goop that splashed to the ground. Either way, all 4 quickly had tiny versions of them driving away from their transformed bodies.
Sheri watched and giggled at how ridiculous her friends looked, then revved her engine. “They won’t mind. It’s just a fun game.”
She sped towards Celes, who even miniaturized had enough snacks she looked thick enough to be jello more than slime.
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
Tiny Celes put up little resistance, collapsing into a purple strip of tire tracks in Sheri’s wake.
SPLAT
Lynn was mashed into a thicc pancake under the tire, face buried under her hair. She was big enough her butt flared up in three dimensions on the sides of the tire track covering her, puffed up like two cushions, with her bathing suit holding on for dear life on her hips.
“Wheeeeeee! That was fun!” Sheri shouted while passing the other two. They were already growing back to full size, so she couldn’t count on squishing anyone else.
Instead she focused on the giant barrel cannon ahead of her. “Another one of these giant boosters? I need to look into how they got the propulsion to work. I mean I know it’s a video game but I’m sure I could make something to WHOOOOOAA!”
Sheri got fired into the air and her car’s wings activated. She held her hand to her eyes to fight the wind and find where the track continued on the road above. “Oh wow, that’s far up there. I know the auto-pilot helps with this but I must be caref-”
WHAM
Someone bumped Sheri off course from the side, forcing her into a barrel roll.
She looked up and saw Kris the dragon girl flying by. “Outta the way slowpoke! KYAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh no!” Sheri managed to regain control, but she was very off course. “I need to pull up, before…I...”
She was flying at the cliff too fast.
“Meep”
CRAAAAAAAAAASH
SPLAAAAAT
The force squished Sheri down to an inch thick disk plastered against the mountain. Her new outfit’s skirt only made things worse – most of her visible 4 foot splat was her butt and striped underwear.
“Uuuuuuughh…” She groaned, slowly peeling off the mountainside, eyes spiraling. “I hope...I…”
POP
Sheri’s body managed to pop back to normal, Unfortunately, she was still in mid air.
“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!”
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOSH
* * *
Kris hung around enough to see the Lakitu pour a bucket of groaning blue-violet goop with Sheri’s eyes onto the track.
“HAH! That’ll set her back for a while. Now, who’s next. This attack item was meant for me.”
She slammed the spicy curry into her mouth for the boost. The invisible re-outfitters of this game started compressing Kris down to half her size, into a super chubby chibi state…
“I already told you, GET OFF ME!”
RAAAAAAAAAAAR
Kris snapped back to normal size, sprouting dragon wings from her back. Fire erupted around her...though when it faded she was wearing a black leather jacket over a jet black dress with a deeeeeep neck line, and metal spikes on a new collar and bracelets.
“Are you kidding me?! It still changed my outfit AND I look like some Bowsette fan service now?”
She revved her engine, pulled out her fire flower and grinned, now sporting razor sharp dragon fangs. “Amazing.”
VROOOOOOOOOOOOOM
She saw a few targets ahead and launched a volley of fireballs.
BLAT-BLAT
One caught Xiao Li on the tail pipe, lighting the poor girl’s sweater ablaze. “Ack! Too hot too hot too-”
The poor woman turned into a literal ball of fire. She rolled forward another 10 feet before burning out, her entire form and kart charred to a crisp except for her blinking eyes.
“Ow…”
POOOOOF
Kris drove right through her, exploding Xiao Li into a plume of smoke that settled into a pile of ashes.
Another one managed to find Erica. She was bigger and...more well fed than Xiao Li, but she caught fire all the same.
“Ack! Hot hot! I’ve had hotter than this, gotta hang on, I can take this.”
Kris saw Erica fighting through it. “Grrr! Stupid demon hunters. HAVE ANOTHER!”
BLAT-BLAT
More fire surrounded the hunter. She felt her body getting softer, saw blue hair melting before her eyes. Not to mention her big belly dripping gooey flesh after eating so many snacks – she had a lot of gut to lose into inky blots of herself filling up the kart. She frowned, realizing her blob of a body was starting to resemble a 3 layer cake. “No no no, come on body, Lucy’s not here to enjoy this and you’re better than that dragon-”
BOOOOOOING
Erica turned around, melty flesh twisting inside her jacket, in time to see Kris flying off a ramp high over her head. The woman’s black dress fluttered around her, giving Erica a good look at her.
“Sigh...At least if I’m getting squished, I’m getting ideas for Lucy next weekend…”
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIISH
Kris splattered Erica onto the road not unlike a classic enemy, squished into a bit blue pancake with two big eyes on top and two floppy feet wiggling to the sides.
Complete with a “100” floating above Kris’s head. “HAH!” She flicked some splattered Erica off her claws, swatted the score number aside, then turned to look at her handiwork. “This game is awesome! Just look at that-”
SLAM
SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT
If Kris were looking ahead she would have seen the sign for Dinosaur Park. And the brontosaur crossing sign. And the giant shadow around her.
Kris’s body crumpled like a tin can. She was briefly a huge pair of boobs and a butt exploding out from under the beast’s foot, along with very surprised eyes. She vanished until the dinosaur took another step forward, revealing her fate – a huge pancake of red hair, face unseen and smashed into her equally massive flat breasts, twice the size of the dinosaur’s foot.
“Ugh! As soon as I pop up I’m gonna-”
SLAM
Whatever Kris was going to say, she was interrupted by the dinosaur’s back foot splattering her even further on the ground, pancake shape doubling inside and flopping back down.
* * *
Celes, having recovered from being splattered across the track by lightning, was trying to drive a little more seriously this time. In fact, if her tracker was accurate, passing the reforming Sheri and the flattened Kris meant…
“Oh goodness, I’m winning? I’ve gotta go even faster!”
Celes floored it as much as she could, making her slimy form flutter in the wind. Her hair scattered droplets behind her, and she tried to keep her latest “all terrain” outfit on despite her size. Eating 6 meals in a race definitely generated extra slime on her belly.
“Okay Celes, just keep going. Scarlett promised if I ever won a race she would-”
“CELES!”
Celes turned back in time to see her favorite red head boosting straight for her with one of those gold mushrooms. There was no way either of them could avoid each other.
They screamed in unison. “LOOK OOOUUT!”
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
There was a huge explosion of purple and red slime when Scarlett drove into Celes. Both of their slime blasted forward from the impact. Unlike most of the collisions that day, both of their gooey bodies rolled forward, refusing to settle into a splatter. They slid back together into one ball of ooze, mixing into a magenta tone, then rumbling into a shape.
POP
The pair finished fusing together into an impossibly large proportioned slime girl, complete with a huge chubby tummy from all the food, overflowing from a mish mash of Scarlett’s poorly fitting aviator jacket and Celes’s off road knee pads.
The magenta fusion Celette kept driving, trying to absorb her situation. “Oh! I...uuh...caught up! To...myself?”
Wait we fused here?! Can we do this?! Why would you even try?!
I didn’t know this would happen! I was trying to bump you off the road, not melt into you. Never mind that now, let’s go fast!
What are you doing?! That corner’s much too sharp! Slow down!
Celette tried to speed further into first, but her two halves were arguing about how to drive. Not that Celes wasn’t competitive when she wanted to be, but Scarlett was an absolute fiend behind the wheel. So it wasn’t too surprising when Lynn and Catherine caught up to them.
What are we going to do about them?
We still have a banana?
They weaved back and forth, avoiding a few shells and other items thrown their way. Things stayed steady for another quarter mile until they came to a small split in the road with two ramps to cross a gap.
I’ve got an idea, want to try this?
That...could work? Can we do that?
I thought you were the slime expert? Guess there’s only one way to find out.
Celette drove straight at the rock between ramps, while Lynn and Catherine each steered towards opposite ramps, properly concerned with staying on the road for this section. The great gooey fusion focused and her body shook...
GA-LOOP
...and split into two halves, one taking each ramp, but both with some banana peels to drop directly in front of the jumps.
Both of her opponents shouted in surprise “WHAT?!”
SLIP!
“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”
“Not again.”
Lynn and Catherine lost all momentum before hitting the ramp, sending them plummeting into the abyss. Lynn played up the comedic scream, while Catherine sighed and accepted her fate. Their bodies rippled in the wind as they picked up speed before slamming into the rocks below.
WHAM
Both were spread eagled, triple normal size and paper thin on the ground. Lynn’s already huge breasts were painted across at least 15 feet of stone, where Catherine was simply smeared to the point of barely being recognizable.
“Squished again...how could this get any worse?”
SQUEAK
The squeak of her eternal rival made her spring up. “ACK!”
VRRRRRRRR
Catherine got up too fast for her body to recover, and ended up turning into an accordion. On the bright side, that meant she could slinky away, even if it was noisy.
Lynn peeled up her head in response. “Huh? They hired a band for the rest of the race?”
While they waited for their lakitu pickup…
Celette continued driving along. She used her massive butt to bump other racers to the side. Most recently that meant bouncing Karen off her fusion and food enhanced rear end against the walls of a tunnel..
SQUIIIIIISH
They could feel Karen’s body smash like clay, then get stretched by their gelatin cheeks, painting the putty girl into a pinup of herself against the wall until she peeled herself off. Celette quite pleased with herselves.
Nice one!
I’m surprised you’re still solid feeling her melt against our ass.
I mean...I know, but I keep telling everyone I’m fine in a race!
You’re too silly.
Yup! No way we lose this race now.
Forget the race, just wait until later tonight.
Of course, with this game being what it was, Celette should have been paying more attention. She was holding on to first place too long, and the game had ways of dealing with that.
BEEPBEEP
BEEPBEEP
Do you hear something?
Dunno, just keep driving!
Celette tried to power slide through another turn, when something flew over her leaving a blue streak behind. She looked up when the spiky blue shell was hovering over her, locked in.
She asked herself out loud. “Is that bad?”
Only Scarlett’s voice echoed in her head. Yeah, that’s bad.
Celette gulped, expecting she was about to poof again.
KABOOOOOM
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
“UUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!!!”
The sexy magenta slime exploded apart in waves of red and purple goo. Globs of her landed in a 10 foot radius, staying separate but covering the road with two loud moans. After the initial wave passed, two larger blobs of goop with Celes and Scarlett’s hair landed on opposite sides of the splatter.
The Celes head blob shook. “Ooof. Who would do that?!”
The red Scarlett head blob quivered with rage. “And we were winning too! This is going take forever to pull together from!”
Celes raised her eyebrow. “Oh come up, you’ve had worse. Didn’t you pop earlier?”
“SO LONG LOSERS!”
Both women looked towards the oncoming engine. “Huh?!”
SPLAAAAAAAAAAT
Mila sped away, laughing at the red and purple tire tracks in her wake.
* * *
Xiao Li was driving along, making solid progress. The petite woman was weighing her options, having just passed and smashed several opponents. “Okay, Lynn got exploded, so she’ll owe me one of her new sweater designs for that. I feel bad for leaving Sheri squished, but it’s just a game. I think we’re still friends.”
She held the hammer in her hands. “Now where do I use you? Hmmm...oh?”
Xiao Li spotted something ahead on the road. A large red splat on the road, next to a massive blob of purple.
“Oh no! I mean, it helps me, but that looks rather extreme.”
She watched the purple slime...Celes was her name...pulling herself together after some sort of explosion. She was restoring herself next to a large splatter of red goo she didn’t quite recognize, but it matched Scarlett’s hair color.
Celes formed her kart under her and leaned down to kiss the red puddle. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll get that Mila fiend.”
Something inside Xiao Li’s head snapped at the mention of the starlet. An aura of flames surrounded her.
Xiao Li’s skin turned a frightful red, and she grew a set of devil horns of her own. The normally mild mannered football executive assistant was angry, and only one thing could calm her down. She spoke with a deeper, eviler voice.
“Mila…”
She floored it, and boosted away. She had such speed that Celes wobbled on her freshly restored body, and tumbled back over into a purple blob with a SPLASH!
Before catching up, Demon Xiao Li noticed another food stop, giving her an idea. Catherine was approaching it, and Xiao Li needed to discard her hammer anyway. She hurled the two weapons not overhand, but side arm to each side spinning in horizontal arcs towards her opponent.
SPLAAAAAAAAT
Catherine got slammed between two hammers, leaving her just a centimeter thick. The poster board Catherine was grimacing, still inching forward as a cardboard cutout of a kart, before falling against the food truck as if waiting in line.
Xiao Li, driving at ridiculous speeds, stopped on a dime right next to her at the food truck’s pickup window. “Apologies mortal. Your situation is merely a means to my ends.”
“Uuuugh...I just wanted a burger.”
Xiao Li ignored her. She not only grabbed the glowy snack bag in front of her, but thrust her clawed hand into the truck to a second. She carefully opened the first bag and ate its contents. The invisible forces of fashion lifted her up, spun her in a classic cartoon tornado, and put her down wearing a low cut business suit instead of her usual sweater.
She said “Thank you” in that sinister voice, boosting forward towards the pink bowed Mila with incredible speed, and making Catherine clatter to the ground to try and restore before the next driver flattened her further.
It was so quick, Mila didn’t realize who was coming. “Hey there slow poke! You’re need to go faster if you want to be as good as the famous Mila-a-a-WHAT?!”
Mila’s eyes bugged out seeing Xiao Li’s unrecognizable demon form, popping completely out of their sockets in shock while she floated above her seat.
Xiao Li took the opportunity to snatch Mila out of the air by the neck, slightly inflating Mila’s head while making her comparatively tiny body hang limp.
“Mila Gwiazdka. I know not why you frown upon the simple clothing of your fans, but know that such hubris shall not be tolerated by me.”
Mila argued back weakly. “But I...what are talking ab-OOMF”
Xiao Li stuffed the contents of the second snack bag into Mila’s mouth – cookies and hot cocoa. “Eat up!”
Mila’s cheeks were stuffed, but she got through it. Xiao Li let go, letting the forces that be squish and mold Mila around. She was smashed into a pink wad of chewing gum, stretched and smashed 10 times to oofs and ouches, along with one time Mila looked like her normal self taking a selfie, before the blob of Mila splatted back into her drivers seat. She reformed quickly wearing…
“A sweater?! I got attacked by a devil just to put me in a cheap sweater?”
FWOOOOOOOSH
Flames erupted around Xiao Li again at the accusation of her outfit being cheap, but rather than smash Mila, she only grabbed a loose thread at the waistline of the sweater. “That sweater is a ‘Perfect Fit’ original! There’s nothing cheap about it. The cozy fit keeps the wearer warm, whilst the fabric breathes to not melt on a hot day.”
“ URK! I thought Lynn’s wardrobe wasn’t in the game?”
Xiao Li smiled. “So I added it. Remember, the devil is in the details. See this string?”
VROOOOOOOOOOOM
The boost effect of the food kicked in, and Mila boosted away. Of course, Xiao Li was still holding a thread of the sweater. The sweater was quickly unraveling, vanishing up to Mila’s shoulders...
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH Someone get that truck out of the way! I need to...Have my arms?!”
Mila’s sweater thread stretched all the way back to Xiao Li. Her stomach was exposed, and she didn’t even notice the rest until she unraveled up to her arms. She looked down and saw her legs spin apart into pink and flesh colored thread next. Eventually she was just a head floating atop a pile of string, frowning. “I’d rather be doing stunts for -”
THUD
Xiao Li herself kept speeding along the road, arm spinning up the thread as she went, all the way up to the nervous eyes attached to the end of the thread with Mila’s bow. She hit the gas and jammed the bundle of Mila thread into the back of the cement mixer, cackling with delight. “There! Now you’ll think twice before….before...Oh…”
The truck shook with Mila, mashing her into a blob of pink, but Xiao Li made almost the mistake of exacting revenge. The rage left her, and she shrunk in fits. The flames left, the horns melted back into her forehead, her muscles deflated. Her suit was suddenly slightly oversized for her, even if it still protected her modesty, and soon Xiao Li was again a mild mannered business woman in a go kart.
“Huh? What hap-...why am I in my work clothes? Those aren’t even in this game! This is so confusing. And why is Mila’s Kart empty next to me?”
BOOMP
The cement truck next to her produced a boost mushroom and spat it onto the road. Unlike normal mushrooms, this one was Mila hot-pink and wore a bow.
“How strange…” Xiao Li kept driving into the next tunnel, leaving Mila’s fate behind her. “I didn’t think anyone could get turned into a mushroom during this race. I’ll have to check reviews later to see if Scarlett got some sort of fan mod. I think... I’m actually winning?” She shook her head, suddenly focused. “I can NOT let the others get me.”
“En guard demon!”
Xiao Li straightened up at Erica’s voice, unaware of her alternate form. “Demon? What is she talking ab-”
SLAM
“GWWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”
Erica, who actually was a legitimate demon hunter, sped past swinging an oversized hammer at Xiao Li. Given the amount she had eaten to unlock outfits this race, she had the weight to throw behind the swing too. Xiao Li’s face compressed against the mallet, twisting and stretching her neck with the force. It sent her flying off her kart and into the nearby concrete wall with incredible force, far more than she could handle.
SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAT
Gamer though she was, Xiao Li’s body remained just as mushy in this world. She was practically liquidized by the impact - Xiao Li’s pale skin was splattered all over the wall like paint thrown out of a bucket. Her business suit was stuck to the wall by her splattered body, having slid around enough that her blue striped panties were also visible in her goopey form. Her face was one of the few discernible bits of her, complete with spiral eyes dripping to the street with the rest of her.
“OoOOoooOOooooOooohhh...I feel goopey…can anyone get me a mop…”
She cascaded off the wall, landing on the road with a loud SPLOOOOOSH
* * *
Erica felt a little bad about what she did. Xiao Li was a legitimately nice woman, whatever else she was, and with all the food she ate in this course, her swings were extra strong. She’d have to make it up to her later.
GRRRRRRUMBLE…
She reached out to pat her belly, which at this point was almost the size of a real car itself. “I know tummy. Dinner for her would be good. I feel like we’ve eaten enough today to make Lucy jealous. And that’s before we talk about this tight pair of shorts and knee pads that the game calls an outfit. I can feel the breeze on our fat butt.”
She slid around another corner, her actual dump truck sized butt bouncing off the guard rails while slamming them off their supports. She knew she had to hurry, the race had been going on for a while now. No way there was much more before the finish line.
So it was time for items. She looked at the ghost on her screen. “Alright then...let’s see what this phantom can do for me. Go!”
She tapped the boo on the screen, and it scurried off, making Erica invisible. That would soon prove to be a good thing.
“Oh wow, even invisible I feel too heavy in this kart. And there are so many turns here, it’s hard to keep up my speed with-”
VROOM
VROOOM
Erica saw 6 karts pass her while she was hidden from view. “Oh wow none of them see me? They’re even attacking each other! This is going to be great! I just need to grab one more item…”
She navigated the chaos to stealthily grab another item, hoping her race placement would make it better. Not only was it good, but the battle ahead of her was great. Lynn, who was now heavier and wearing a silk outfit, got run off the road by Scarlett, making her crash into one pipe, fly off her kart, and get jammed up to her huge butt in another, shifting a ton of mass to her silk pants clad ass.
Erica snickered when she passed, still invisible. Oh she looks amazing. She’s almost had as much to eat as me!
She kept following the pack. Scarlett had a bomb ready to drop at the others, making Erica wonder just how ethereal the ghost actually made her. Just when Scarlett was going to drop it though, the Boo appeared and snatched it out of her hands.
“What? No I needed that!”
Between Erica and Scarlett, the others - Sheri, Kris, LeBlanc, and Celes - all pulled out fire flowers, and aimed at the red head.
“Aaaw...I thought I this might have been my race.”
FWOOOOOOOOOOOSH
Flames engulfed Scarlett, but she didn’t burn to a crisp. Instead the melty one lived up to her name, bubbling and melting in gooey globs to the track. She oozed across the street in layers of colorful puddle, almost creating a giant oil slick, but she did it with a smile on her face.
That left Erica with two items. The bomb from Scarlett, but also her newest find from a block.
And as soon as she returned to the physical visible realm, she used it, jamming the oversized mushroom into her mouth.
BWOOMP
“Oooooh…”
BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMP
“YEEEEEEEEES!”
Erica’s body reacted to her latest meal by doubling in size once, making her almost rip through her clothes. Then it triggered again. She felt her breasts pulse out, making the outfit’s denim jacket get pushed entirely to the side. Her thighs were completely outside the kart now, it was a miracle the game let her reach the gas pedal, of the steering wheel - her biceps alone had fattened up to the size of watermelons.
Erica was easily 15 feet tall and probably weighed more than one of those thwomps stones. Or, as she put it…
“Oooooh wow! I’m almost as big as Lucy when she tried to squish me after dinner last night! Time to squish these fools and finish the race.”
Her demon hunting instincts made her drive at Kris the dragon first. “After all, she does have horns and she got me earlier…”
“No wait! How can anyone be that bi-”
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
The fake Bowsette collapsed under Erica’s tires like cheap dough under Erica’s mass, again leaving her squished into a pancake with smeared red hair, and her face buried in her tits in her torn black dress.
Celes was next. “She seems nice enough, but, well, slime’s kinda monstrous? I guess?”
Erica shrugged and figured it was as good an excuse as any for a demon hunter to attack someone. Celes turned around when Erica's massive shadow surrounded her.
“Eeep!”
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
Celes’s body was no match for anything heavy. The purple slime girl’s form bent forwards, trying to use its amorphousness to her advantage, but the stretch was too much. She got spun up as if in a mixer, twirled in a giant purple ring that sprayed goop everywhere, then finally burst in a spectacular display, splattering to the road.
“And then there were two. First the techy one…”
“Oh no! Come on car come on!”
Sheri tried to speed around a corner, but not getting hit directly by Erica didn’t help. She wasn’t squished from above…”
SQUAAAAAAAAAAASH
But she was squished between Erica’s double decker bus sized butt and a building, reducing Sheri to a smearing of colorful paint along its walls, with her face unevenly spread across it.
“And now it’s just the cat girl…”
Erica was bearing down on Phoebe LeBlanc, when the mushroom wore off. Her body shrunk back to its normal huge size just before she could squish the blond.
“Aaaarg! That was lucky! Whatever, I still have a bomb, and nothing has ever gone wrong with a cartoon bomb EVER!”
Erica reached back to throw the bomb at Phoebe…
KABOOOOOM
“WHAT?!”
Erica was unharmed by the direct explosion, but she was thrown into the air off the hill near the turn. While tumbling end over end, she saw the charred remains of Catherine gliding along the road. Apparently the unlucky odd job holder was too close to the throw and set it off, leaving her a crispy contender until she blinked, triggering her disintegration to ash.
Not that Erica had time to worry. She could see the finish line, but now she was rolling through the air. When she hit the ground, her sizable stomach made her bounce and continue rolling, like she was a giant fat playground ball rolling along.
Which while nice, meant Phoebe was pulling ahead.
“No no no no! I’m so close! Why does she have to have a cat charm! Those things are too lucky against witches!”
Erica bounced and rolled down the hill until she really did smooth out into a giant jiggling ball of flesh, slowly rolling wide of the finish line. Arms and legs were painted on her side now, leaving her fate with gravity.
Erica made her thoughts known, screaming at the sky when she finally slowed down near some buildings. “Uuuuuugh no! This has to be the worst thing that happened to me today!”
At that point a window in the building opened up, and a small flexible hose stuck out. It found Erica’s mouth, and jammed itself in.
“What the heck?! How…”
Then she saw the sign. “Tire repair.”
“Oh what the...*sigh* at least the family will get a kick out of this.”
HIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
The hose worked fast, filling the already huge Erica ball beyond any reasonable proportion. Whatever toony effect this had, her arms and legs stayed plastered on her jiggling sides. She inflated like bubble gum, getting shiny and transparent when she passed 20 feet of diameter. Surprisingly she didn’t look panicked – the demon hunter was blushing while her eyes rolled back.
HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Erica’s body was rumbling now, near her capacity.
“Mmmmmph! MMMMMph!! I’m...gonna!…”
BOOP
The hose withdrew before Erica burst, but that left her with nothing to hold her in place.
“Uh ooooh…”
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
Erica flew in circles, but managed to find the finish line out of the corner of her eyes. Phoebe was across it, but she could still take second. Erica flew through the air butt first, bouncing some things off it like a dodge ball, but nothing too damaging.
“Oh wow...I might finish this in one piece!”
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEW
Erica heard the whistle celebrating her finish while flying overhead. “Yes! I made it! This demon hunter CAN still fly with the best of them! Second is still pretty-”
THOOMP
Erica looked down. Below her, Phoebe was already being awarded a trophy, and fired the cork out of a bottle of champagne.
Right at Erica.
“Oh right...this game shoots down the blimp…”
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
* * *
While the screen showed a shower of Erica colored confetti raining down, Phoebe emerged from her console into the Flatmate’s living room next to Ally, grinning ear to ear. “I did it! I won! I still got completely flattened a few times, but I won!”
“Yeeeeeeeeah!” Allison gave a high five. “I knew you could do it!”
“Can I go again? Can I?”
“Can you just finish with that ridiculous game already?!”
Both turned to the third woman in the room. Cassie sat in a chair reading her latest romance novel. “That game has been terrible on my ears the last hour. Can’t you do something that...involves less getting turned into whatever? I thought you didn’t like that sort of thing. It sounds so annoying and I need to watch my shows soon, so please-”
WHAM
Allison pulled back her hammer, revealing a thin green disk on the carpet. She picked up flat Cassie and squished her into an even smaller piece.
“Hey Phoebe I’ve got an idea. How about you play AS Cassie? She has so many fans online it’s bound to be a popular story!”
Phoebe’s eyes lit up at the idea. “Yeah! Then maybe she’ll like the game too! I just hope I can avoid the thwomps with her this time.”
Ally winked at you through the screen and smiled. “And the lava pits, she doesn’t like melting.”
Phoebe nodded, looking serious. “Or the bombs. Besides those usually find you before us too.”
Ally nodded, and continued the list. “Don’t worry, there’s not enough to this cameo for me to disintegrate. Just watch the pistons too. Cassie hates those.”
The green game card in Ally's hand groaned, “Whyyyyyyyy meeeeeeeeeee?!”
They continued down the list while Ally walked up to the console to put Cassie in the cartridge slot, when Allison looked up. “Wait a tick...why is this story still going? It should have-”
SPARK
Cassie slotted in, but a huge jolt of static jumped out, frying Ally. She flashed in the air, flickering a foot off the ground, before falling in front of the TV still smoking.
“...ended by now...dang it.” The realization hit Ally while she crumbled to ash.