Zoe stood near Scarlett’s console, twisting her waist back and forth, and stretching her arms to prepare for her upcoming...workout. Jess was sitting on the couch, holding the controller that would soon control her fate.
“Alright, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. Do we have a connection with them?”
Jess nodded. “Yup, Grace is in the lobby waiting for you. Are you sure about this babe?”
Zoe rolled her eyes. “Oh it’ll be fun. You’re a good match for Emi, and I owe the baker a few shots after last week’s race.”
Jess nodded. “I guess she did turn you into a doze cupcakes. Alright then, go get her and hold yourself together.”
Zoe jumped in the air, hovering above the cartridge slot. “Just make sure we’re recording, Goo Tube is going to love this.”
Zoe’s legs shrank and got sucked in, spiraling the rest of her body into the console. She was briefly stuck by her huge breasts for a moment, but that gave her time to blow Jess a kiss before she got sucked in with a splash of black goop.
THOOOMP
Within seconds, the title screen gained a new subtitle – Zoe Edition. Jess laughed to herself and pressed start to get to the character select screen. Zoe walked on screen in full 16 bit claymation glory.
“Okay Zoe, who are we going to be today…”
Jess pushed right to the Snow Man. The clay Zoe on screen levitated up, and split into three segments. From the hips down, her skirt and legs get squished into a ball shape and dropped to the ground. Her torso and breasts puffed up into a large orb and landed on top of that, then her head flipped over until it was round except for her braid, forming a perfect snow woman. Once complete, arms and legs broke off the snowy body, giving her a slightly more humanoid if not snow-puffy shape.
“Nah, too melty.” Jess changed characters to the blob.
The Snow Zoe instantly dripped globs of jet black sweat into a giant clay puddle. After completely melting, a huge jet black blob of clay rose up from the muck. She had no arms, no other colors outside the whites of her eyes, and her trademark braid.
And a huge floppy red tongue licking her lips, before spitting a glob of black clay across the screen.
Jess yawned. “She’s too used to that shape. Next!”
The portrait was a classic viking opera singer. Blob Zoe splashed back to the ground before pulling herself back out, as if restoring from a meltdown by pulling herself out of the puddle. The main difference, of course, was Zoe already wearing the Viking outfit. She came out at her normal size, wearing a comically large (even for Zoe) breastplate, and a Viking helmet, all under a thigh length dress. Once she was completely “restored”, Zoe stuck her thumb in her mouth and blew.
BWOOOOOMP
Claymation Zoe instantly gained several hundred pounds, becoming the opera’s proverbial fat lady.
“Hahahaaaaa!!! Yes!” Jess cackled, slapping her knee. “Alright we’re going to squish that baker. Let’s
go!”
The game dinged to acknowledge the choice, and Zoe walked into the arena…
* * *
Zoe strutted into the arena, quite pleased with her in game figure. “Damn Jess you didn’t need to wait for me to be in a game to ask me to look like this! My tits are somehow STILL bigger than this butt, AND I know how to throw this weight around.”
Every step she took made how body shake and the ground quake. “Now what the heck did Grace and Emi pick?”
She didn’t have to wait long. Out of the shadows stepped a very thin, very stretchy, strip of red and white taffy with big red hair. Or maybe it was cookie dough, knowing the baker. The red patterns across her made it vaguely resemble her normal outfit. She took long ridiculous strikes, stretching a leg in front of her before pulling the rest of herself up to it with a dough smashing sound.
Whatever she was, Zoe snickered, unimpressed. “Really Grace? You join a fighting game stretched that thin? You’re more of a servant to your kitchen than I thought.”
Grace stretched her stick thin torso forward, looping her arm around herself before resting it in on chin. “And you’re eating too much in yours. Not that I’m here to judge the look, it’s amazing. But don’t blame me if you can’t move enough to fight.”
“Ready?!”
They both snapped back to a ready position. Zoe jumped into a stance, making her gut rumble around all over again. Grace retracted her top half and waved her long thin arms in big circles, almost like an old timey bare knuckle boxer.
“Fight!”
They circled each other, two fighters looking for an opening (Even if it looked like walking left and right on the TV screens at home). Eventually, Grace threw the first punch. Her arm stretched across the arena, catching Zoe off guard and striking her massive clay gut, bending her stomach in and making her breasts shake wildly.
“Ooof!!!” Zoe rubbed her stomach, mostly to fix the literal dent Grace made in her. “You’re gonna regret that.”
Grace threw a second punch from across the room, but this one bounced away, blocked. Zoe used the force to let her legs compress before jumping across the room helmet first at Grace.
BAM
SHWP
The horns went right through Grace, impaling her gummy body. Zoe landed on her feet and flicked her head up, launching Grace into the air. Zoe followed that up with a rising elbow, squishing Grace’s legs up and into her. They didn’t gain any real thickness, but they did ripple together to look like a smashed fruit rollup.
Grace’s face was blushing, clearly enjoying getting forcibly molded, so Zoe kept going. With Grace stunned on the ground trying to stretch her legs back out, Zoe launched into a belly flop. Grace shook off her lusty wooziness to see it coming, and put her arms up reflexively. Not that there was any stopping someone Zoe’s size.
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH
Zoe could feel Grace’s body give out against her. The sensation of another woman’s body being smooshed against her breasts and belly was great. She felt Grace's mass shifting around against her, sliding around while she shuffled up to her feet and taking a little longer than she needed so she they could both enjoy the sensation a little longer. Eventually, Zoe did to see what Grace looked like, and finished peeling apart.
Most of Grace got smashed into a single splat of clay on the floor. You could almost see the lines where her red and white stripes came from a different limb based on pattern differences, but she was clearly splattered and smeared across the floor like slightly used chewing gum. All of her was stuck to herself, with big flat eyes staring up and her tongue lolling out in defeat.
Zoe posed and bowed, letting her body shake around for Jess’s amusement. Thought she also thought to herself With any luck, this will throw Emi off too.
(Indeed, unbeknownst to Zoe, Emi did have to crank her jaw off the floor and stop herself from melting between bouts.)
“ROUND TWO”
With the booming voice, an invisible force spatula'd Grace off the ground. She flipped in the air, showing off more of her splattered form, before it stretched her face up and her butt down. POP in a flash, she was back on her feet, steadying herself and ready for more.
“FIGHT!”
Grace opened with the same maneuver, expecting Zoe to block it. When Zoe launched her full weight at Grace again, the taffy girl stretched herself out of the way, shaping her body into a series of loops that Zoe jumped into.
“I have you now!”
“Huh?”
SQUEEZE
CREEEEEEEAK
Grace’s body tightened around Zoe, wrapping her in bands of stretchy clay. While Grace’s two feet stood on the floor, most of her was a long band of stretchy taffy tightening around chubby Zoe, with Grace’s head and arms stretched above them. Grace flexed her arms, concentrating on constricting her prey.
“Come...on…”
“UUURK!”
The squeeze was getting to Zoe. Grace’s pinch was forcing her mass around like someone squeezing a stress ball. Globs of her were bulging out between bands of Grace, drooping towards the ground as they got huge themselves. Zoe’s eyes were also bulging out, long white telescopes with silver irises on the ends. She was clenching her fists, trying to hold together and fight her way out, but Grace's grip was too tight. It actually felt kinda nice, feeling her breasts and her butt swell into huge balloons of black clay. Zoe could feel her body getting too big though, losing cohesion as Grace's loops bit into her, and soon...
CREEEEEEEEEEEEAK
“Just...a little...more!” Grace muttered while willing herself even tighter.
“SPLOOOOOOOOOOSH*
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh...”
Zoe’s clay body burst apart, breaking apart into huge chunks that slipped through Grace’s grasp. Waves of black gooey clay cascaded to the floor in a great splash, splattering into a mess of black play dough. Zoe’s helmet and eyes floated in the air for a moment before falling into into the muck, and round 2 was Grace’s.
“ROUND THREE!”
The Zoe goop pulled together and molded her back into her proud viking figure. She stumbled back and forth with some comical grace for someone her size, then took a fighting stance before the announcery voice could say…
“FIGHT!”
After each was already gooped once, the two circled each other carefully. Neither wanted to suffer defeat in the first match. Grace feinted hooks, swinging her arm and stretching it in loops to make Zoe overreact into a mistake. She didn’t. Zoe did make sudden side steps to make Grace slip up, but only succeeded in making her chubby viking body jiggle and quake. She figured it at least made Jess and Emi feel flustered.
Still, Zoe knew she had to act. She waited for Grace to stretch herself out, then twisted her own hips further than usual, making sure to stick extra mass into her gigantic ass. She lunged at Grace butt first hoping to feel Grace get smeared and flattened between her cheeks and the floorboards.
Naturally Grace jumped out of the way, letting Zoe slam into the wall behind her. Her viking ass half flattened against the wall before bouncing back, leaving huge circular cracks and making the screen shake. “Hey! Get down here you flimsy piece of-URK!”
SLAM
SQUISH
Grace slammed both fists on Zoe’s head in a hammer punch. Zoe (re)discovered her character’s legs were not terribly strong. They bent and then broke, making her butt fall to the floor in a full split and a loud THUD. Her belly spread out, her boobs compressed and grew on top. For a brief moment, the pieces of her body tried to crack apart, leaving her on the floor in 5 or 6 floating chunks of giant boobs, flattened belly, and cracked apart limbs.
“Uuuuugh! Not...yet!”
GLOOP
Grace stood by, returning her stretchy body to normal length while doubling over laughing at Zoe’s crumpled form. “HAH! That’s a good look for you Zoe! I’m going to frame the screenshot later.”
Zoe willed herself back together, clay chunks of her body smacking into each other. She got a few punches in on Grace, forcing her red and white body into uncomfortable twists.
Zoe smiled, knowing she had Grace where she wanted her. “Now I‘ve gotcha. See you in a few Grace!”
Zoe grabbed Grace in a bear hug, squishing her against her chest between her breasts. Every squeeze smashed more of Grace’s limbs together into a long sheet of clay taffy, mixing globs of colors together.
Grace winced, feeling her body lose cohesion, but tried to stay defiant. “This isn’t...over...Zoe…”
Zoe took a deep breath and smiled. “Grace, am I not a fat lady right now?”
Grace raised an eyebrow. “Huh? I mean yes you look absolutely fabulous but I don’t know what you’re getting at.”
Zoe’s chest puffed out. When she opened her mouth, an ear shattering high pitched soprano note blasted her in the face. “LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
Grace’s face was stretched back by the force of Zoe’s voice. The sonic blast resonated throughout her form, Her whole body started shaking, and she could feel the cracks running through her. It felt strange but good to be getting rocked apart.
CRRRRK
“I can’t...I’m going to...”
POOOOOOOOOOOOOF
“AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…”
Grace’s body exploded apart into a cloud of red and white flour. Her eyes hovered in place above Zoe’s chest for a moment, then fell straight down. They bounced off the top of Zoe’s cleavage, then landed in a growing pile of red and white dust on the floor.
Zoe flexed, celebrating her win while looking forward to round two. “Don’t leave me waiting too long darling.”
* * *
Emi smacked her forehead, dragging and stretching her face down to chest level before letting it snap back. “Noooo we had her squished! How’d that happen?!”
The screen went back to character select, but Grace got kicked out to the living room first. The console somehow unhinged its entire front, and Grace-mix poured out as a cascade of flour, with her eyes spinning on top.
The pile of ingredients mumbled with Grace’s voice. “Heh...Emi you’re cute as you are, and I love you, but I’m giving you 10 cakes to eat later tonight before squeezing me like that. Mmmm!”
Emi’s face turned beat red for a moment, thinking about just how big she could get, bursting through her fishnets and…
“LATER Emi. I need you to get the mixer now so I can get revenge on Zoe's overinflated figure.”
Emi shook her head, then scrambled to her feet to run to the kitchen. “Ack! Right! One sec babe.”
She dashed away, leaving Grace alone in the room. Emi came back with the Grace restoration kit in a box. “Okay, I got the half gallon bowl, hand mixer, a cup of milk and some sugar. Time to get ready for round two.”
Grace’s eyes lit up as if smiling. Emil collected her into the bowl combined the ingredients and activated the mixer, splashing bits of red and Grace-skin goo around.
“Wait!”
Emi paused the restoration process, looking to the bowl where the thick gooey swirl smoothed out and Grace’s face appeared on the surface.
“Don’t restore me here, just pour me in. I’ve got an idea.”
Emi looked at the screen, seeing the highlighted character on the selection screen. She nodded. “Ooooh I get it. Yeah let’s do it.”
Emi opened the console, then poured in the smiling Grace goop. On screen, the white and red goop splashed to the floor, then formed up into the looming figure of The Blob, only now with Grace’s colors.
“Oh that's clever! Let’s DO this.”
* * *
Zoe was mostly still in her Viking form. She was lounging across a couch, slowly sinking across it and losing her shape, looking more like a big blob of black clay with big breasts and thighs merging into a tan one.
YAWN
She checked her wrist, as if wearing a watch. “Will they hurry up? I didn’t shatter her that badly. I can only relax so long before I just melt off the couch.”
DING
“Finally! I need to get ready.” Zoe heard the chime signaling Grace’s return. Her goop flowed off the couch, oozing into a roughly human if misshapen figure. She sculpted her clay back into shape with her hands, moaning softly and spending too long more feeling than sculpting. Once her hips were back together and she pulled her hand out from separating her thighs, she stepped out and waited for Grace.
SHLURP
A writhing pillar of red and white slime slithered and occasionally bounced across the arena. Grace was now The Blob.
“Oooo good look Grace! Very goopy. What are you gonna do, splash on me?”
Grace stuck out an oversized tongue, then quickly morphed herself into a giant middle finger emoji, face on the “back” of the hand. “I’ll do more than that for you, just this once.”
“ROUND ONE”
Zoe slid back into a more serious stance, and Grace shifted back into her character’s goopey self.
Zoe went for the old reliable head first dive. She lunged directly at Grace, but right before she hit, Grace opened up into a giant donut shape. Her head spun back at the reforming Grace blob.
“What?!”
“Ole!”
Zoe threw a few punches, which Grace snaked around. “Huh?”
The Grace blob smiled. “Bleh!”
SPLAT
She also spat a huge wad of red clay into Zoe’s face, blinding her. “Ack! Get this goop out...where?…”
Grace had an opening. Zoe was swinging wildly, so Grace jumped in. She pulled her “head” back, shifting it into a giant hammer shape. “That’s how the hammer finds-OOOOF”
One of Zoe’s swings found Grace’s midsection, bending the blob back with a wet slap. Having found her opponent, big Zoe followed up with another hook, then a kick, softening Grace up and tossing her backwards to splash on the ground.
Grace quickly reformed into a column of red and white clay, fast enough she could react to Zoe wiping the goop out of her eyes and charging at her. “You can’t stop me that easily. You’ve used all your good moves. I just need to move...HAH!”
Zoe ran at Grace and jumped into the air with a rising elbow. Grace dodged by compressing herself into a small cube, ducking under it.
There, Now to punish it when she-URK!
Zoe did miss with her elbow, but it was really a feint to get over Grace. Once she was overhead, Zoe opened her arms full spread eagle, let her body’s curves jiggle in the wind, and came crashing down.
SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAT
SPLOOOOOOOOSH
Right on top of Grace. As a pillar of living clay, Grace’s character did not have much in the way of physical strength. She felt her body collapse on itself like jello, trying to squish and rebound but with no ability to push back against Zoe’s immense weight. Instead she spread across the ground, being forced awkwardly wider and wider, until her stamina ran out, splattering her into a mish mash of colorful blobs everywhere.
Zoe flattened out a little, but was cushioned enough by Grace to survive the fall. Whatever was left of Grace was splattered everywhere. Without an opponent, Zoe got up, chest dripping with Grace goo, and cleaned herself off.
“And if you think that’s bad, just wait until I have jello for dessert later. Your cake isn’t exactly gentle on my figure.”
With that she gave her belly a huge smack, letting it jiggle while Grace struggled to restore herself.
Eventually the disparate globs of Grace coalesced into the pillar of clay once again, and the battle continued.
“ROUND TWO”
Zoe wasted no time, jumping high in the air and sticking out her huge ass to squish Grace. “Come on, first strike!”
Grace ducked and slid backwards, slithering back as a snake of clay. “Can’t catch me!”
SLAM
Zoe’s butt squished across the floor before bouncing her back to her feet...and jumping again. “Get back here you stupid blob!”
Grace slinked back once more, waiting for Zoe to slam the floorboards and briefly squish herself again. As much as she enjoyed watching Zoe squish herself to half height and double width , then bounce back up in slow motion, this was also her opening. Grace lunged forward, feeling her “chest” stretch forward and thin out, morphing her body into the shape of a…
“BUZZ SAW?!” Zoe’s eyes bugged out at the red and white saw blade flying through the air at her.
SHWP
Grace cut cleanly through Zoe, leaving the gooey black viking’s top half hovering a foot in the air above her hips, each with a smooth black surface where Grace passed through. Zoe managed to reach down and steady her top half on top of her butt, trying to wiggle it back into position, but Grace wasn’t about to give her a chance to recover.
As soon as the Grace-saw fell down, she popped back into the full sized Grace blob. She reared back to gather her wits again, then flew right back at Zoe.
BZZZZZZZZZZ
SHWP-SHWP
Zoe tried to spin out of the way, but only succeeded in spinning her not-fully reconnected top half on top of her hips. Grace cut right through her again, higher up this time, causing her arms and breasts to fall to the ground with a soft SPLAT.
“Hey! I needed-”
She couldn’t finish her favorite line without Grace flying back through her ten more times. The buzz saw blob was a red and white blur, flying back and forth through Zoe.
SHWP-SHWP-SHWP-SHWP-SHWP-SHWP
Grace landed and bubbled back into shape, still spinning so she was a twisted pillar. She “un-spun” from the ground up, eyes locked on Zoe. Her opponent hadn’t moved since the second slice.
Zoe started sliding apart, the finally finished her sentence. “-those…”
KER-TUMBLE
Then toppled apart, first in giant clay chunks, which then scattered apart in a collection of black and tan cubes on the floor. Her dark eyes remained floating in place, blinking before falling into the pile of parts.
Round two was Grace’s. She morphed into a flexing arm with a giant bicep while Zoe found the time and energy to pull herself together. Black cubes of woman stacked up on each other until she was once again a chubby viking. “ARGH! You know I hate when that happens.”
Grace laughed. “You always say that, yet you keep practicing the laser courses…”
That remark got Zoe angry enough steam shot out of her ears. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRG THOSE ARE PRIVATE MOMENTS!!!”
“ROUND THREE!”
Zoe charged in again, but with the intent to dodge. As soon as Grace buzzed at her, she side stepped it.
“Hey, isn’t this a 2D game?”
“Get with the times red.”
Zoe threw a hip check at Grace, trying to set up a combo with a weaker opening. It worked well enough to stretch Grace’s mouth back from the blow.
Grace countered by morphing into a big boxing glove. Zoe put up her arms to block a direct jab, but Grace instead opened herself to smack side to side, smearing Zoe’s facial features around.
“Grrr!” Zoe smacked her face around, molding it back into shape. “Stupid team red head blob!”
She threw a few more punches at Grace, but the baker blob formed herself into a brick wall to block.
Once Zoe’s assault slowed, She shrank back into a ball, then unleashed ten tendrils of fists at once to punch back.
Zoe threw up her guard again, chubby arms only slightly dented, but they bloomped back into shape. “Try harder than that you tub of-MMMPH!”
NOM
Everyone in the group was vaguely aware the blob character had no arms, but they rarely invoked its throw. Grace did here, opening her mouth as large as she was to swallow Zoe, surrounding her in red goop. It took a little effort to pull Zoe’s entire butt in, maybe too long to squeeze her hips. Grace had to focus, outlines of Zoe’s viking figure clearly trying to force her way out, but she was slowing.
“Let me outta here….you…”
“You’re slowing down Zoe! Did I leave you in the oven too long?”
“I’ll...get you…”
Zoe’s punches against Grace’s inside were growing weaker, and she could feel herself falling apart getting squished inside. Grace was squeezing her into mush, and the heat inside wasn’t helping her stay solid.
Grace squeezed her body tight one more time, smiling at the SQUISH sound inside her. Zoe’s mass instantly distributed around her, making the blob body gain thick feminine curves where the hips and breasts should have been. “Welp, looks like I’ve got this round, but just so you know I care…”
She twisted her body and grew taller, splitting in half except for some support beams. Grace morphed herself into a giant hydraulic press, with her head as the top weight and a blob of black clay that used to be Zoe in the middle atop Grace’s clean cut red lower half.
Grace slammed down. “See you next match!”
SQUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
Zoe's black goop splattered everywhere, slowly fading out of the game world, leaving Grace to resume her sexy blob shape and take a few bows.
* * *
Jess chuckled on the couch, seeing Zoe’s clay form splash around the screen before a pile of black goop was spat out of the console on to the floor. She only laughed harder when Zoe started bubbling with rage before her top half grew out of the puddle.
“Did she just eat me and melt me into mush?! Doesn’t she know you usually buy a girl dinner before doing that?!”
“Babe, you WERE dinner. You know I’ve told you that you’re delicious. The best-”
“Is in the rump, I know.” Zoe spoke much more calmly, taking a few deep breaths to collect herself and slap her ass when it reformed. “She just...I didn’t know she had it in her. She's going on my list for later.”
Jess ate some more popcorn. She apparently made a bowl sometime between matches. “She had you in her, and I know you’ll do anything, so…”
“Very funny darling. Remind me to get revenge on you later for that.”
Jess smiled and ate another handful. “What do you owe me now? Eight squishings? I do hope at least one of your plans involves a pump.”
Zoe rolled her eyes. “Probably. Let’s pick someone else this time…” She used the controller to find the traditional muscled character. “I don’t think I’ve gotten all buff for you in a while.”
Jess stopped mid snack, actually putting the popcorn back in the bowl. “Oooo yeah. You WOULD look good like that, even if that one on the screen skipped leg day.”
Zoe already had one leg thinning out into the cart slot as she stepped back into the game. “Eh, that’s alright. I know where you’re looking.”
WHOOSH
Just like that Zoe was back in for her next match, already occupying the form of the super muscled character from a moment ago, though with huge tits.
Jess blinked a few times, looking at Zoe flexing on the screen. “GODS she is cute like that. Maybe ...just maybe… oh screw it Scarlett’s right blub-blub-blub…”
Jess was sinking to the floor as she spoke. She managed to press start to let them play before completely melting away into layers of brown and magenta mess on the floor thanks to Zoe’s new look.
* * *
Several matches later, Emi’s phone rang. A voice chat request on whatever that stretch-cord thing was.
“Hey Jess. Yeah, Grace is here. Kind of a mess though.”
Emi poked the giant red sheet of taffy that spewed out of the console. Layers and layers of knocked out Grace were folded over herself, draped over everything in the living room. Emi couldn’t figure out where she started and where she ended.
“I don’t think she’s getting up any time soon. How’s Zoe? It was a double knock out right?”
“Yyyyup. Check it out.”
Jess turned on her camera for Emi. She saw a rare glimpse of a completely obliterated Zoe, squished and pounded out into black dough. She had X’d out eyes, and barely barely discernible arms, smeared into a ten foot wide woman that was better described as a carpet.
Emi could not hide her joy. “Holy shit Zoe finally tapped out?! I never thought I’d see the day.”
“Didn’t we just see it last week too?”
Emi rolled her eyes at Jess spoiling her fun. “Okay, that’s true, but I still don’t see it enough.” She took a breath to gather herself. “Soooo...what are we playing today?”
Jess looked back through the camera for the first time, smiling with intense eyes. “We still need to improve on Streets of Rage.”
Emi nodded. “Fuck yeah. See you there!”
She already saw the invite from Jess’s side. Emi get the game loaded then hopped in. If Grace could pull herself together, she would have seen a very muscled up Jess and Emi high fiving on the screen, going into battle...