So there I was, sitting in my usual spot before lecture, thinking today would be just a normal, average, boring day in class.  That was when one Miss Tiara Stockington plopped her skinny ass into the seat next to me.  She had a real bitchy air about her, with her upturned nose and her fancy clothes and the way she seemed to look down on everyone.  Now, these are sort of retroactive judgments , so maybe she didn't actually seem that bad at the time, but after what was to transpire you can hardly blame me for being harsh.
    As I watched her seat herself, we briefly made eye contact.  I politely smiled.  Her response was to call me a filthy peasant, not worthy of being allowed to sit in the same row as her.  Well, she didn't actually say that, but the look she gave accompanied by the sharp snort of contempt implied it.  I brushed it off as her just having a bad morning.  That is until class started out and our recent tests were handed back, and she got a look at my grade.
    "Ugh, you're one of those students," she sneered at me at she looked down at my paper, marked with a B+ written in red pen.
    Confused, I replied, "Uh, what are you talking about?"
    "People like you are so annoying, raising the curve with your good grades.  I bet you actually studied for this.  Why can't you just help your fellow classmates and get a few wrong on purpose?"  I could tell that she was genuine by the tone of her voice and the look of her face.  This deepened my confusion.
    I looked at the D written on her exam, and responded, "Um, a B+ won't change the curve that much, and besides, this course isn't even curved..."
    "Shut up, know it all!"
    She turned away from me with a huff as the last of the exams were given back to the students in the back rows of the lecture hall.  Throughout the lecture, I periodically caught her glaring at me out of the corner of her eyes, occasionally smiling in a sinister manner as she did so.  I tried to focus on the lecture instead of her stares.
    As the lecture neared its end, I packed up my stuff to leave early.  I usually left earlier than everyone else so that I could make it in time to my next class, which was all the way on the other side of campus.  To my surprise, Tiara also started to pack up her things.  She finished before I did, since she didn't take notes and thus didn't have to pack anything, and rushed past me.  I finished packing and exited the building, only to have a surprise waiting for me outside the door.
    Tiara was standing outside, looking apologetic.  She gave me a weak smile and said, "Hey, sorry about snapping at you earlier, I guess I was just jealous.  What's your name?"
    "Kara," I replied, wondering if this was actually the same girl from earlier.
    "My name's Tiara," she said with a grin, "Say, you must take pretty good notes to get such good grades, could I maybe see them?"
    I smiled back at her.  I remember thinking that I misjudged her.
    Oh, how naive I was.
    Crouching down next to the wall by the door, I reached down into my backpack to grab my notebook.  I pulled out the notes I had scribbled during the past few lectures and handed them to her as I stood back up.  It was at this point that I noticed that her one hand was grasping the heavy door of the lecture hall as the other hand snatched my notebook from my grasp.
    "Thanks," she sneered in a now condescending tone.  With that, she slammed the door open as hard as she could.  This, of course, sent the door on a direct collision course with where I was standing.  I only had time to gasp before the door connected.
    It was a strange sensation.  For a split second, I felt all the pain that one would expect from having a sizable door slammed in one's face.  But, almost instantly, the pain was replaced by a strange tingling sensation.  I felt the front of my body press all the way against the door, and my back all the way against the wall I was standing in front of.  My had been perfectly aligned with the circular window on the door, allowing me to see Tiara's stupid giggling face through the glass.  After a second of un-discombobulating my senses, I realized that she was laughing at me!
    Now, here I was, trying to be nice, and she had shoved a freaking door in my face!  I'm normally a pretty patient person, but, come on, who wouldn't try to tell her off at this point?
    And try to tell her off is exactly what I did.  However, when the door swung away from me and I tried to speak, all that came out was an awkward squeaking sound.  Trying to find out why I sounded more like a dog toy than my normal self, I tried getting a good look at myself, only to realize that I couldn't move an inch!  I glared at the bitch as she continued laughing.
    "Oh my god, you look so stupid! Bwahahaha!" she howled, "What a stupid look for a flattened dork!"
    That's when the pieces came together: the inability to speak or move, the weird sensation, the feeling of being flat.  Maybe that last one should have been enough confirmation, but now I was certain.  I had heard about this happening all over campus, girls being found cartoonishly squished to ridiculous depths, but I never expected it would happen to me, or that the cause was this crazy bitch.
    "Hah, you really should see how ridiculous you look," Tiara said, holding up a mirror.  My frozen in place mouth was wide open in an almost all the way out gasp, and my eyebrows were raised in surprise.  I had instinctively raised my hands to block the door, but the effort was for naught.  My legs were also spread wide to brace myself for the impact that I had barely seen coming.  Looking back, I didn't think I looked ridiculous, but at that point in time I was so embarrassed and angry that I could hardly think straight.
    Tiara continued her little victory speech.  "Well Tubby, as much as I've helped you slim down, I think you could stand to lose a few more pounds!"  With that, she forcefully peeled me off the wall and tossed me face down on the ground.
    At this point I was absolutely livid.  True, I'm not the most fit girl out there, but tubby?  As if that wasn't enough, the feeling of being peeled sucked, and then being forced faced first into the floor was almost too much to bear at once.
    Though I couldn't see her, I could hear Tiara say into my ear, "Oh, look at the time, I have to go to my next class.  I'm sure the other students will help you slim down more.  I hope they don't just slim you down into a stain on the floor that the janitor has to wipe up.  Toodles, peasant!"  I heard her footsteps fade away as she left.  I breathed a quick sigh of relief, until I heard the door once again open.
    I realized what was happening right before the first foot fell on me; class had just ended, and the entire lecture hall of 300 people were about to come pouring out the door.  As I felt their feet land on me one by one, I felt myself spread out thinner and thinner.  It was the same sort of feeling as getting squashed by the door, only each foot step was quick and only covered a small area.  I felt my indignation and frustration grow with every step, as I wondered when it would just be over.
    Now, I'm not a very vengeful person, but if there's one thing that living with an older brother taught me, it's that you don't take this kind of shit lying down.  I mean, I was sort of forced to take it lying down at this point in time, but whatever.
    As it turns out, my whole ordeal wouldn't be over until two days later.  After the entire class had trampled over me, the next class wasted no time going back over me to get into class.  I don't know how, but I was left in front of those door without anyone doing anything for two days, periodically getting trampled like a feeble person who tripped at the mall on Black Friday.  It wasn't until my roommate Ali noticed me that I was rescued.  After being hung out like a drying piece of laundry for a few hours, I managed to pop back to normal, which was impressive considering I had started to spread so much that I looked more like modern art than a normal college girl. 
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    After asking around for a bit, it wasn't hard to track Tiara by following her paper trail.  That is, the trail of paper thin girls she left in her wake.  The first I located was Selah.  I had received insider info that Tiara had recently been at the library, so I decided to investigate.  Not being a very good detective myself, I skimmed through a Sherlock Holmes book while I was in the library in order to find out how to find clues.  I got bored, so I put the book away, feeling like a dejected detective.  That was when something caught my eye.
    In the book return box, a book had been lazily shoved in so that it was partially sticking out.  Curious, I picked up the book.  What caught my interest more than the book was the bookmark; I needed a new one since I had lost my old one somewhere.  Figuring that no one would want a bookmark that they had left in their returned book, I pulled it out.
    A pair of sad, blue eyes greeted me on the small rectangular object I had pulled out of the book.  The eyes looked deeply concerned, and they were framed by thick rimmed glasses.  I flipped over the bookmark, and on the other side was a pouty mouth with its lower lip jutting out to an almost comically over exaggerated extent.
    "Huh, must be one of those Harry Potter things," I said to myself as I placed the bookmark in my pocket and walked out of the library.  Though I had found a nice little treasure from my visit, I hadn't even figured out how to find clues.
    That's when it hit me.
    I took the bookmark back out of my pocket.  Feeling it, it didn't feel like paper.  In fact, it felt warm, and rather skin like.
    "Oh my god, you're a person, aren't you?" I said to the bookmark.  I placed it close to my ear, and sure enough, I heard a faint murmur of response.  "Don't worry, little bookmark girl, I'll get you fixed in a jiffy!" I proclaimed triumphantly, using my bravado to calm the girl.  I felt sorry for the little slip of a thing, she had to feel so compressed, being reduced to that size and whatnot.  When I got home, I took her out of my pocket to let her pop back to normal.  Unlike me, she did so in bursts.  
    First one leg popped back to normal, leaving her as just a leg waving around in the air attached to a tiny, paper thin body.  I hate to admit, but I had to laugh.  The leg seemed embarrassed when it heard me laugh, so I stifled it from then on.  After the first leg came the second, then one arm at a time, then the torso (which was also super hilarious since for a while she was just limbs with a tiny flat torso) and finally her head emerged. 
    "Oh god, that was so scary..." she said, still rattled by her experience.
    "It's ok my friend, something like this happened to me recently too.  What's your name?" I replied, trying to console her.
    "It's Selah," she replied quietly.  I could tell she was embarrassed by what had happened to her, but she told me what occurred anyway.
    Selah had been sitting in the library, minding her own business and reading a fantasy novel.  Apparently getting triggered by this, Tiara approached Selah, asking her, "Who actually reads in a library? Just go on your phone like a normal person!"  Selah, being a sort of introverted bookworm, looked around for someone to help her, but no one else was in the library.  
    "Uh... Um... P-please don't... I mean... I don't want to... um..."  was Selah's effort to defend herself.
    "Oh shut up nerd, this is my seat now!"  Tiara exclaimed before jumping onto the table.  Confused, Selah looked up to see Tiara tower over her.  Tiara gave her an evil smile, then turned around, showing her rear.  Selah looked up, worried about what Tiara was trying to do.  Then, it was all made abundantly clear; Tiara jumped into the air.  Selah realized where Tiara was going to land all too late, and she only had time to give her worried expression that would be featured on her new form.
    Tiara landed butt-first directly onto Selah's face, squishing Selah's body down vertically in the chair.  Selah felt her body compress almost instantaneously as the weight of the stuck-up girl slammed into her using the force of gravity she had done so many physics problems about.  Though Selah's torso had been squashed to the depth of a pancake, her legs were still left kicking in protest underneath the table.
    "Oh dear, does my new cushion not like her job?" Tiara teased the helpless Selah.  "Let me just tuck the rest of you in, then maybe you'll like it!"  Tiara was surprisingly strong, and soon Selah's legs, like the rest of her, had been squished under Tiara's ass.  Selah felt the burning humiliation of having her face pressed against the obnoxious rich girl's ass for what seemed like hours, though it was only really a few minutes.  What made it even worse was that the whole time Tiara was squirming on top of her, adjusting and readjusting how she was sitting on Selah's face.  This only served to squish Selah to be even thinner with each adjustment.  Eventually, when Selah took the time to gather her bearings, she realized that she was fusing into herself as she was squished tighter, her mass unable to stay separated in such a confined space. 
    Finally, Tiara lifted herself off of Selah.  As Selah got a brief breath of fresh air, she found herself overjoyed that her trial was over.
    "Oh, you're not off the hook yet," Tiara cooed, seeming to be able to tell how relieved Selah was.  "If you enjoy this book so much, I think you should spend more time with it!"
    Having said that, Tiara began Selah's transformation into a bookmark.  It was simple for her at this point.  Selah's body had been squished to paper thinness on the seat.  The top side of Tiara's newest seat cushion showed Selah's upset face, pouty lips and sad eyes included.  Her whole, circular body had been contoured to Tiara's ass, her face sectioned off into two craters where Tiara's cheeks had been.  Tiara merely peeled her victim off the seat and began folding.  Selah's body at this point put up little more resistance than paper, as Tiara deftly folded her quarry into the tiny rectangle that Kara met Selah as.  After the folding, Tiara resumed sitting on her for the next 20 minutes to ensure that she held her shape.
    Tiara removed the paper thin girl from under her to taunt her one last time.  "You know, they say you can get lost in a good book.  You should be much more careful in the future... If you ever get out!"  Tiara then shoved Selah into a random page of Selah's book and dumped the book into the book return before leaving.
    Selah still looked shaken after recounting her story.  "I thought the librarian was gonna put the book back on the shelf with me still in it! I could have been in that book for years if it weren't for you..."  Selah looked almost ready to cry.
    Seeing her like that once again reignited my passion for vengeance.  I couldn't just stand by and let innocent girls like Selah be tormented by this monster any longer!
    "Don't worry Selah, together you and I shall have our revenge on this bitch!"
    "Actually, I'm just glad to be back to normal.  Also, revenge can lead to an unhealthy obsess-"
    "REVENGE!"
    "...Oh...ok..."

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    My new companion and I ventured forth in our quest to vanquish the evil Tiara.  Selah mentioned that Tiara had said something about getting a bite to eat before dumping the poor bookworm in the book return, so we went to the food court to investigate.
    "Uh, not to be a downer, but how are we going to find any clues in here?" Selah tentatively asked.
    "I don't know, but I sure am hungry," I replied.
    "Oh. I guess I am too." Selah responded.
    We had a nice meal together as we got to know each other better.  I found out that Selah is a total nerd, but in a good way.  She loves reading and binge watching sci-fi shows and all that jazz.  
    We got up as we finished eating and took our trash over the the bin.  Yelling "Kobe," I tossed my garbage towards the garbage can, only to have it uselessly bounce off and fall behind the bin. I briefly looked at Selah, before whistling nonchalantly and walking away.
    "Hey, aren't you going to pick that up?" Selah asked as she carefully deposited her garbage into the bin.
    "Isn't that what janitors are for?" I said back, half sarcastically.
    Selah just gave me a slightly disappointed look and reached behind the bin to grab my trash.
    I felt a twinge of guilt as my new friend's OCD got the better of her and she tried to pick up after me.  I stepped forward to grab the trash myself, but then she said, "Hey, I think I found something!"
    "What, my trash?"
    "No no, someone else carelessly threw their garbage back here.  And look, it was Tiara's!"  Selah held up a brown paper bag with Tiara Stockington's name written on it in marker.
    "Woah, nice find!" I enthusiastically remarked, "But what can we gather from it? Maybe we could find out what grocery stores she shops at! Or maybe what her daily caloric intake is! Wait, no, that wouldn't help us. Ummmm..."
    Selah interrupted my inane ramblings with another discovery.  "Um, you should probably take a look at what I found crumpled up in the bag..."  She held up a balled up wad of paper.
    I immediately noticed the eyes on the crumpled ball.  "Oh my god, she flattened another girl!" I exclaimed, taking Tiara's latest victim from Selah's grasp.  Oddly enough, I could make out her mouth on her crumpled up face, twisted into some sort of surprised frown.  I regretted grabbing her almost immediately, as she had gotten messy from the leftover food that she was stuffed into.  My own discomfort quickly turned into pity for the girl; I assumed she had been crushed by Tiara during her meal, then unceremoniously stuffed into her unfinished food without any regard for cleanliness.
    "We should bring her back to your room ASAP!" Selah said as I tried to wipe parts of the crumpled girl clean.
    "You're right. Let's head out!" I stuffed the new girl into my pocket and marched toward the exit.
    "...Do you have to carry her around so... Unceremoniously?"
    "Oh. Well, she's kinda gross, all covered in food, so I don't really want to carry her. You can carry her if you want."  I looked back to see that Selah had lagged behind in order to put on some of the hand sanitizer that she kept in her backpack.
    "Um, no thanks..." she meekly said.
    We quickly got back to my dorm to allow the new girl to restore.  We first washed her out in the sink, partially to make her feel better, but mostly because we wanted her to be clean as we tried to delicately uncrumple her.  After the unfolding, her restoration was fairly basic.  After an hour or two, she managed to pop back to three-dimensionality. 
    Upon popping back, she said something to herself under her breath in Japanese before introducing herself as Dai.  
    "Hi! So nice to meet you! Thank you for getting me back to normal!" she said with a huge smile and a slight accent.  She told us of her encounter with Tiara.
    Tiara had been sitting in a remote corner of the food court, apparently not wanting to interact with anyone who might annoy her.  Dai, wanting to make new friends in her new school, decided to try to keep the lonely-looking girl company during her meal.  She sat down next to Tiara and broke the ice with a friendly smile and a silly joke she heard.  Unfortunately for Dai, she was too focused on impressing her new potential friend to notice the fact that Tiara was steadily getting more and more annoyed.
    At a certain point, Tiara had finally had enough.  "Hey friend," she said to Dai with a fake smile, to which Dai responded with glee. "I have a cool trick to show you!  Just climb on the middle part of this table!"
    "Oh, really? I'll try it!" Dai excitedly complied.  She planted herself onto the part of the table in the middle where it could be folded in half.
    "OK, now give me a big smile." Tiara said menacingly as she messed with something under the table.  Dai complied, giving Tiara a huge smile.
    Tiara gave the bottom of the table a deft kick, causing its mechanisms to spring into life.  The two halves of the table sprang up, almost instantaneously folding into each other, regardless of the fact that Dai was between them.  Tiara separated the two halves of the table from each other to find one very flat Japanese girl, here face having contorted from a smile to a strange, shocked expression with her lips going in opposite directions and her eyes crossed towards her nose.
    "Wow, my other sandwich may have been tastier, but I do believe you're the cutest sandwich I've seen in quite some time!" Tiara said to her latest victim.  Dai just laid on the now unfolded table feeling helpless from her inability to move, confused as to how this was possible, and betrayed by the girl who she thought she was becoming friends with.
    "You know, I heard Asians could be pretty flat, but this is ridiculous!" she said to the unfortunate Dai. (Hey, Tiara said it, not me).
    Tiara continued, "Well, I have no use for you like this.  Guess I'll just throw you away with the rest of my trash."  And so, Dai found her body stuffed into Tiara's lunch bag, crumpled up, and tossed into the garbage.  Or, at least, near the garbage.  Like me, Tiara had carelessly thrown her garbage in the direction of the can, but had missed and not bothered to pick it up.
    "That's terrible!" Selah said in response to her story.
    "I was just trying to make friends..." moped Dai.
    I gave Dai a friendly grin.  "Don't worry Dai, we'll be your friends! And we'll get revenge on that jerk Tiara!"
    "Really?  That's great!" Dai returned my grin with an even bigger smile.  "Let's kick her ass!" she yelled excitedly.
    Selah and I burst out in laughter, not expecting her enthusiastic, accented swearing.
    "Let's go girls!" I called out to the others as I got up and headed toward the door.  "We've got work to do!"

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    We ventured forth onto campus once again to find Tiara and give her a piece of our minds.  We weren't certain of where she was going next, so we went to the park.  It was more because it was a pleasant day outside than that we actually thought she would be there.
    "Ah, what a lovely day!" Dai said joyfully.
    "Mmhmm," agreed Selah.
    "Yeah, it's almost enough to make me forget about vengeance and just be satisfied with the good in life. Almost. Tell me if you see any more clues, girls," I replied.
    Dai saluted, saying, "Sir, yes sir!"
    Selah just gave me a weak smile. "Uh, I'll keep looking too."
    "Good!" I declared, turning my head like a great general explaining her battle plan, "Keep your eyes peeled, because clues don't just come flying out of no- ACK!"  I felt something hit me directly in my mouth, and I instinctively closed my mouth down on it, thus catching it with my mouth.  
    A man's voice came from a couple yards away, "Oh my god, I'm so, so sorry!"  At the same time, Dai and Selah came up to me, asking me if I was OK.  I saw two men running towards me, and the one who had just spoken spoke up again as I got closer, "I am so sorry! I threw my frisbee way off course!"
    The other guy spoke up too, "I'm sorry too! I should have made more of an effort to catch it."
    I then realized what happened.  These two dudes were playing frisbee in the park, but one of them mis-threw their frisbees and it wound up hitting me in the face.  Specifically the mouth.  I was about to get, like, super duper pissed, but then I looked down at the frisbee and was filled with excitement.
    I took the frisbee out of my mouth and looked at it.  The design on the front of the frisbee was comprised mostly of a picture of a woman's face.  She had wavy, blonde hair and blue eyes.  Her lips were pursed, and her eyes were wide with shock.  I quickly showed the other girls the frisbee, and they instantly came to the same conclusion I did; this was no ordinary frisbee, but one of Tiara's victims!
    The two guys came up to us and apologized profusely.  I forgave them, mostly because they were pretty cute, but also because I needed information.
    "So, uh, where did you find this thing?" I asked, acting as though I had no idea what it was.
    One of the two interchangeable men replied, "Well, forgot our frisbee, so we looked in the lost and found to try and find one. We found this, and decided to use it."
    Dai popped into the conversation, "Hey, that's actually mine. I lost it a while back, while frisbee-ing. It's weird because it's from Japan. I am also from Japan, the place where I got the frisbee. I brought it from there, to here, then lost it, here, in this park."
    I looked over my shoulder, giving Dai an approving look. Most convincing lie of the year, I thought to myself, proud of my clever friend.
    "Oh, uh, alright then, you can have it back then," one of the guys said.  They then left, supposedly to find a new frisbee.  Some say they're still trying to find one to this very day.
    "Nice job Dai!  That was amazing!" I cheered.
    "Actually, it was kinda obvious-" Selah piped in.
    "Thanks! Dishonesty is cool!" Dai happily responded.
    "Now, let's gets this girl back to my room!"  I carried the new girl under my arm before Selah stopped me.
    "Uh, hey, maybe you should carry her a different way..."
    I looked down at how I was carrying the girl.  "What do you mean- oh."  I was carrying the frisbee girl with her bottom side facing away from my body.  This gave everyone who happened to be looking my way a perfectly framed upskirt shot of the girl, as she had apparently been wearing a skirt and a pair of panties when she had been squished.  "Oh, heh, sorry about that," I said to her as I flipped her to the other side, covering up her indecency.
    We got back to my room shortly after that.  We allowed the new girl to pop back to normal as usual.
    "Hey, what's the big idea?" she asked when she popped back to normal.
    None of us were expecting this sort of response.  "Uh, what do you mean?" I replied to the busty girl who popped back to normal in front of me.  
    "Like, I was in the middle of an intense weight loss routine!  It was supposed to thin me down within minutes, and now I'm the same exact size that I was before!" she replied indignantly.
    Selah piped up this time, "Sorry, but could you please explain a little bit more?"
    The new girl replied in an annoyed tone, "Uh, this girl said that she was helping me get thin super quick.  I sat next to her while I was talking to someone on my phone. I thought that she was getting super annoyed by my talking, but then she heard me talk about how fat I am and she got super friendly!"
    At this point I looked at the new girl's body, noting the fact that she was, in fact, not fat at all.
    "Anyway, this girl told me that if I gave her twenty bucks, she would get me thinner really fast!  So I hung up my phone and she led me to this back alley.  She must be a cook, because she pulled out this big frying pan and hit me on the head with it.  It didn't really hurt that much, but it did squish me down into that shape after a few whacks with it!  Then she told me that to lose the weight for good, I had to get exercise, so she threw me in the lost and found to get used as a frisbee.  It was kinda hard, but now all my progress has been reset because of you girls!"
    Dai, Selah, and I all looked at each other.
    I decided that I would be the one to break the news to her.  "Uh, what's your name?"
    "It's Princess," she replied.
    "Well, Princess, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you got played like a damn fiddle."
    Princess immediately got upset.  "Oh shoot! Did I get tricked again?"
    "Do you get tricked a lot?" Dai asked.
    "Well, one time I got my credit card, bank account, and social security card stolen in the same day..." Princess explained as she started to get even more upset.
    Selah was the one to calm her down. "Hey, don't worry, we've actually all been squished by this girl.  Her name is Tiara Stockington."
    Princesses eyes lit up with recognition.  "I thought I remembered her looks, but now that you say her name I'm sure!  She has a class with me!"
    My heart skipped a beat in joy.  Excitedly, I grabbed both of Princess's hands in mine.  "Where? When? You have to tell me!"
    Princess gave me a confused look, and Dai explained to her how we had been searching for Tiara to get revenge.
    "Oh, I love revenge! Just like that famous revenge story, The Count of Monty Python!" Princess said excitedly.  Selah gave her a disapproving look.
    "Sure! Whatever! Let's go get her!" I said, anticipating this moment for a while now.  Princess divulged Tiara's schedule, and we made plans to confront her the next day.

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    Tiara stepped out of the building in which her class had just concluded, looking as snooty as ever.  Donning expensive designer shoes, a fancy skirt, and a matching blouse, she strode with her nose held high, seemingly in contempt for all the people she viewed as mere peasants beneath her.  That is, until she noticed Selah, Dai, Princess and I standing in her path.
    "Hey, Tiara," I called out to her with a devious smirk.  "How's it going?"
    Tiara stared at us for a few seconds, until she snorted in disinterest.  "Uh, do I know you people?"
    "You tricked me into paying you for a fake weight loss routine!" Princess said defiantly.
    Tiara took a second to recognize her.  "Oh yeah, thanks for the twenty bucks, dumbass. I knew you were as stupid as you looked from the moment I saw you."
    "And you tried to throw me in the trash!" Dai yelled angrily.
    "Overly friendly people belong in the garbage!" Tiara yelled back.
    Hearing these mean words inspired Selah to jump into the conversation as well.  "Well, you tried to leave me in a book, y-you jerk!"
    "Well, no guy wants a bookworm, so I thought you'd make a better bookmark instead!"
    Selah gasped, and I could immediately tell she was hurt by this.
    "Listen up, bitch," I said, maybe sounding as cool as I thought I did, "We need to have a serious talk about squishing people-"
    "What did I do to you, ugly?"
    I sucked in a deep breath of air in frustration.  "You flattened me in front of the doors to our lecture hall.  I spent two days being stepped on repeatedly, and for the past few days I've been running around, gathering clues, meeting new people, and getting hit in the face by frisbees, just to track you down to this very spot.  You don't know how much of a pain in the ass it was to track you down.  Now, these girls and I have decided to have a civil-"
   "Hey dumbass, why not just wait for me to show up to the class that you knew we had together instead of running around like an idiot?" Tiara interrupted.
    Now, before this next part, let me just say, I'm really a very nice person, and I don't get angry much.
    This comment was the tipping point.  No longer was I sweet, innocent Kara; I was now berserk, spirit of vengeance Kara.  I whipped out a rolling pin from my backpack like a blade meant for slaying evil, and charged at Tiara with a battle cry.
    Completely caught off guard by this, Tiara also reached into her backpack in self defense.  She pulled out her frying pan that she had used to crush Princess, and we engaged in combat.  We engaged in what might have been an epic sword battle for the ages, but was probably just two girls wildly swinging kitchen utensils at each other.  Either way, our weapons clashed, and the strength of my rage managed to knock her frying pan out of her hand.  I immediately jumped on her, pinning her to the ground.
    I looked down at her frightened, pleading face with my hunger, revenge filled eyes.  I held the roller above her head.
    Tiara raised her hands up to her face, crying out, "W-wait! You can't squish me! I'm too important to be flattened!"
    She could have said anything at this point and I still would have done what I did.  I slammed the rolling pin down on her and began rolling.  My anger gave me the strength to effortlessly roll over her multiple times, pressing her flatter and flatter with every pass.  I did, however, have the sense of mind to leave her mouth alone.  This was so that I could listen to her beg me to stop as I mercilessly dropped her depth down to lower and lower values.  After flattening her upper half sufficiently, I turned around and took care of her lower half, smashing it even more vigorously since I didn't have to worry about avoiding her lips.  After my thirst for squishing had been quenched, I stood up and looked at what I had done.
    Tiara resembled a spilled splatter of paint on the ground more than she resembled a person at this point.  Most of her splotch of a body was skin tone, though I had also mashed her outfit into the ground.  The only part of her that remained somewhat recognizable was her still 3D mouth, which was now scowling.
    "Hey! Peasant! Don't you know who I am? You can't just do this to me! This is bullshit! Undo this right now!"  Tiara called out from her compromising position.  I just laughed at her, partially because it was silly to see just her lips sticking out of the smear of the rest of her body, and partly because there was no way that I was going to help her out that easily.  Soon, my friends decided that I had cooled down enough to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
    "Holy crap Kara, you really showed her!" Princess said as she patted me on the back excitedly.
    "Such a lust for revenge..." Dai commented as she bent down and examined Tiara.
    Selah crossed her arms and looked down on Tiara.  "Well, I really didn't want to resort to force... But I have to admit, I did enjoy watching that."
    As I panted heavily, recovering from the adrenaline rush, Tiara called out to us all now that we were all close, "Hey you dumb sluts! I demand you fix me right now! I mean it you bitches! I'll make you pay for this! You don't know just how mean I can be yet!"
    Dai looked at Tiara, then at me.  "Let me borrow this," she said as she grabbed the rolling pin from my hand.  She proceeded to apply the rolling pin generously to Tiara's body, causing her to spread out more and more with each pass.  Dai briefly paused to call out, "Hey, this is pretty fun!"
    "Fun? Fun! Listen here you little shits- Hey! Are you even listening?" Tiara's mouth kept carrying on like this as Dai carried out her spreading.
    "Oh, let me try squishing her!" Princess called out as she stepped all over Tiara's body.  Princess giggled as she began to drag her feet heavily across Tiara, smearing her along the ground and getting some of her on her shoe, much to Tiara's chagrin.  Soon, I joined in too, stomping and dragging my feet along Tiara's body with even more vigor than Princess.
    Selah just stood off to the side.  Watching us, she eventually called out, "Um guys? Maybe we should forgive her now..."
    Tiara took this opportunity to pipe in, "Yeah, what the ugly one said! Get me out of this already."
    I saw Selah frown at this.  I tried comforting her saying, "Hey, Selah don't listen to her-"
    Interrupting me, Selah lifted her foot up high into the air, right above Tiara's mouth.  Tiara tried to protest one last time, but Selah swiftly brought her foot down directly onto Tiara's mouth, shutting her up.  Selah then twisted her foot back and forth across the smear's mouth for good measure.
    "Screw the moral high road, this feels too good!" Selah cried out as she lifted her foot up and stomped it back down again repeatedly, stomping directly on Tiara's mouth over and over again.  The rest of us cheered for her as she quickly reduced Tiara's mouth to the same thickness as the rest of her.
    And so, we continued to squish the insufferable Tiara for the next few hours.  Our vigor died down after about 30 minutes, but we still walked around on top of her for a while after that just to have something to do while we talked about things.  My revenge having been satisfied, I was able to really open up to the girls without having to think about my quest any more.  Despite our differences, we got along swimmingly.  When we were done stomping, we all decided that we would leave Tiara like this for the night, then come back to peel her up.

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    As they say, the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.  We tried getting Tiara off of the ground by peeling her the next day, but she had been so squished by us that she was pretty much embedded into the ground.  We decided to reconvene later to try to figure out a way to get her out after a few days, but when we met again none of us had thought of anything, and Tiara seemed to have gotten more squished by the foot traffic of the college.  We decided to try to get another meeting going next weekend, but then we had some studying to do that weekend, then after that Selah had a function to go to the next weekend then the weekend after that we just decided to hang out instead...
    Long story short, Tiara has been a smear on the ground for the past four months.  I kinda sort of feel bad, but at the same time, not really.  I mean, she was willing to leave all of us in our flattened states, so really, it's only fair to leave her like that if you ask me.  At this point, all of the foot traffic has left her even more unrecognizable than when we first flattened her.  She's less like paint at this point and more like a very, very thin residue.  Like, you can pretty much see through her at this point.  If you already knew that she was a person, you might be able to point out which splotches of faded color are what parts of her, but it would be pretty hard.
    Selah did come up with the idea of power washing her off with a high powered hose, but, being college students, none of us really have the funds or the time to do that.  We did agree to try to get Tiara back to normal eventually though, so you can't fault us for that!  We do sort of owe her in a really roundabout way.  After all, if it wasn't for her, Selah, Dai, Princess and I never would have met each other!  And hey, maybe all that time as a smear on the ground will teach Tiara a lesson about not being mean to revenge-obsessed college girls!