“Babe,” Syrene grumbled, “When are you going to get off your ass and give me that massage you promised me!” The buxom ginger groaned as she kicked her boyfriend’s beanbag chair. The soft beans absorbed the brunt of her kick, much to the woman’s disappointment.
“Once I finish this boss, babe.” Ron replied, his eyes glued to the fourteen-foot, six armed amazon woman on the screen. “Rivannah the Destroyer. You see she is actually your aunt, and has been thought dead for the past ten years.” His fingers danced across the controller, “She has been secretly manipulating from behind the scenes, like the part where you had to kill your brother….”
“Boooooring.” Groaned Syrene as she slumped onto the floor, “C’mon Ron, my back is killing me!” Twisting on her side, she pressed her massive cleavage into Ron’s side. “Please, you know how these ladies really drag on my back.” Syrene pleaded as she pressed closer, “C’mon, you know Ms. Riva.. Riven… Blue tits can’t compete against these~”
Ron sighed as he continued on in his game, “She is blue because she has sold her soul…” His cheeks were turning a lovely shade of red at this point, “And she… Oh please Syrene! Can’t I finish this boss?” But it was too late, The Destroyer unleashed her ultimate attack. Six arms burst from the ground and dragged the main character to Hell. A defeated Ron let out a frustrated sigh as he turned to face Syrene. “Oh don’t give me that look, I am not mad.”
Syrene’s pout soon turned into a smile, “Yaaay! I totally thought you were mad because you died.”
Ron’s felt his eye twitch. True he died in the game, and he had to sit through a fifteen minute cut-scene just to get there, had to figure out her weakness…. Dammit. Oh well, it was worth it because Syrene was now calm.
His eyes flicked to the Game Over screen, and a rage began to boil. He did spend close to twenty hours preparing for this boss, all the grinding and leveling gone to waste. Now he would have to suffer through the long cinematic again!
Ron felt his gaze drawn to something that was hanging on the wall. It was a poster of one of his most favorite singers. A light bulb lit up in his brain as a most devious idea began to form. The lady in the picture looked awfully happy being pinned up. Though she was just paper, but maybe...
“Say babe, how about you get ready for that massage I promised you.” Ron said with a devious grin, “I just need you dress up for it, a secret enhancing technique.” He chuckled as he whispered the enhancing technique into his girlfriend's ear.
“Huh? I am to wear that?” Syrene asked, moderately confused.
“Yeah, trust me babe it will enhance the massage one hundred fold.” He gave his girlfriend’s ass a gentle squeeze. “The most turned on I am during this, the better it will be for you.” Ron chuckled, his eyes full of mischief.
Syrene nodded, “Okie dokey! I will be back in a few minutes!” Her lips pressed against his own in a quick, passionate kiss. Now that she had his attention she would make sure she was knock out gorgeous for her man!
Ron watched as Syrene ran from the room, a devious grin tugging at his lips. Setting the controller down he made his way towards the kitchen. Rummaging through the drawers he began to search for his own enhancement tool. His fingers wrapped tightly around the smooth, wooden handle of a rolling pin. “Excellent.” Ron chuckled as he pulled the long tool from drawer.
Returning to his bedroom he hid the rolling pin beneath his bed. To make sure his plan would go off without a hitch, Ron took a few moments to clear off the floor. For this plan to work, he needed the floor to be perfectly flat. A few minutes later he eyed the barren floor with that devious grin, Most excellent. He thought, his eyes turning towards his bathroom door. Any minute now Syrene would come flying out, dressed for her massage.
A few minutes later Syrene entered the bedroom, decked out in an outfit that almost sent Ron tumbling backwards. A pair of short yoga pants hugged her gracious hips tightly, while a white crop top hugged her tight curves of her chest. The top was so short that there was plenty of her midriff and stomach being revealed. The yoga pants barely reached the tops of her knees, leaving the rest of her toned legs free. A pair of black and white low top Converse were the finishing touches of her outfit. Her crimson locks framed her petite face.
Oh God, I can’t believe I am going to be doing this. Ron thought, his heart racing like mad as he stared at his knock out of a girlfriend. Be strong man! You need to do this! Believe that she will like it!
“Holy crap…” Ron muttered as he cleared his throat, “You look stunning Syrene.”
Syrene giggled, “Damn straight I do! I see that look on your face.” Her eyes danced merrily, “And you aren’t getting any of this until after that massage.” She said with a shake of her hips. “So, where do you need me to lay?” The ginger asked as she stepped up to Ron, her lips pressing against his in a passionate kiss. “I am all yours.”
Yes you are. Ron thought as he gestured to the ground below. “Right here on the floor, love. I promise you are going to enjoy this massage.” He grinned as Syrene took her position on the floor. “Please keep your arms out straight, they will be worked into the massage too. This is going to be the most intense massage of your life.” Reaching beneath his bed, Ron pulled out the rolling pin. “You may feel a bit…” He said straddling her butt, “Immobile, but that just means it’s working.” His heart began to race as he held the rolling pin above her back, “You ready?”
Syrene, who at this point had her eyes closed, nodded anxiously. “Ready!” She squealed, her legs squirming in excitement.
With a grin upon his lips Ron brought the rolling pin down onto his girlfriend’s back. The wooden roller sunk deep into her skin, deeper than a rolling pin should go. Syrene squeaked in pleasure as the rolling pin thudded against the hardwood floor. Ron’s eyes went wide with surprise, It worked!!!
“Oh God yes!” Syrene gasped as a moan escaped her lips. “More!!! I need more! Turn me on why don't you?!”
Grabbing hold of the handles Ron pressed the rolling pin up her spine. Syrene’s body gave way as if she truly were made of dough. Wherever the man rolled, a flattened Syrene was left behind. Ron smiled deviously, Now she won’t be able to move at all. He thought eyeing his work on her spine. Taking the pin, Ron slowly made work of her lower back. He wanted Syrene to enjoy the massage, that way she did not realize what was going on.
Syrene however was too caught up in the moment to realize what was becoming of her. Whatever Ron was doing was absolute perfection! It was like her troubles were melting away! Another moan escaped her lips as she felt her nipples grow hard. Good lord this man knows how to turn me on! My back has never felt this good! Syrene sighed.
Meanwhile Ron continued his work. The lower half of Syrene’s back was pressed tightly to the floor, her clothes still attached to her body. If someone were to look at her from the side they would see her upper half sink to the ground, while her waist and legs rise from the floor. She was at least a millimeter thick in the back.
Licking his lips Ron turned to face his girlfriend's legs. He always loved her legs, so long and slender. Perfect when she wore short skirts or leggings. Placing the pin right under her butt, he began to roll down one slender leg. Like her back, Syrene's leg was like putty beneath him. Even her the Converse she wore flattened out with ease.
“How you feeling babe?” Ron asked as he turned his attention to the other leg. “Feeling fantastic i hope.”
Syrene giggled, “You have no idea how moist I am right now.” She drawled, her voice dripping with lust and yearning. “This is so wonderful! I am so relaxed I can't move!”
Ron chuckled as he ran the pin down her left leg, “Well that is good. Just keep relaxing, love.” He grinned running the pin down her foot. Another moan came from Syrene as the pin reduced her thigh to the thickness of paper. I can’t wait to see her when she is done. Ron thought turning around yet again.
Ron’s eyes lingered on her shapely ass. He could flatten that right now, reduce it nothing but paper. But something held him back, a strange growing sensation in his own lower regions. Flattening Syrene was kicking his lust for his girlfriend into overdrive. No, save that for last. He thought with a devious smile as he kneeled beside her flattened back. Ron could tell by the way she was biting her lip that Syrene was incredibly turned on.
“Babe, I am going to work your upper body now.”
All she could do was moan in response.
Ron chuckled, and placed the rolling pin at her fingertips. The wooden tool made short work of her arms, easily gobbling up the already thin appendages and leaving them nothing but a sticker on the floor.
“Oh Ron, you spoil me so!” Syrene moaned licking her lips, “You treat me so well~ I promise you I will make it worth your whi--!!!!!!” Syrene gasped in pleasure as she felt the rolling pin race across her back, pressing her rock hard nipples to the ground. Waves of pleasure coursed through the young woman as whatever Ron did began to work its magic. “Oh God Ron! I am getting wet!” She squealed, feeling the pressure course pleasure through her body.
“Well that is good.” Ron grinned eyeing the three remainders of his girlfriend. Her head, and her naughty regions. Ron gently played with the rolling pin as he placed it at the base of her neck. “I love you Syrene.” Ron whispered as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, “But I need to finish this mission. Please forgive me.”
Syrene, blinded by pleasure, blinked in confusion. Cracking an eye open she noticed something was wrong with her shoulder. It was lacking in some serious three dimensions! But before it could sink in what happened to her, Ron ran the rolling pin across her head. Like the rest of her body it gave way easily, just like a giant mound of clay. Ron hummed to himself as he ran the rolling pin across her body one last time, making sure there were no more wrinkles!
“Ahhh Syrene you were the best.” He chuckled stepping away from his prize. “Now I can finish that boss in peace…” His eyes remained locked on her last 3D part. “But first….” Kneeling down he grabbed hold of her ass and pulled her off the ground. With a loud SCCCCHIK!, the flattened part of her body peeled off the floor. Holding her ass under his arm, Ron made his way over to the bed, Syrene dangling around him.
Placing his girlfriend upon the bed, Ron flipped her over to see the look on her face. Surprise filled eyes greeted him, as a lustful smile tugged at her lips. He caught her right as she realized what was going on. “Now…” Ron chuckled running a finger down her perfectly flattened leg, “Shall we have our last hooray?” He asked fingering the strap of her yoga pants. “I promise you will enjoy it.” Ron smiled into his flattened girlfriend’s eyes as he pulled down her yoga pants.
Sometime later Ron found himself wiping up his mess with Syrene’s pretty face. After their fun time, which lasted longer than Ron could have imagined, Ron finished flattening Syrene. She was nothing but a few millimeters thick, and the perfect tool to use for sexy cleanup times. “Don’t worry babe, I will clean you up momentarily.” He chuckled as he tossed Syrene into his dirty laundry basket. Poor Syrene, even though she enjoyed their time despite her flattened state, was left a crumpled, crusty mess in the basket. “I just need to beat this boss first. Then I will throw you through the washer, and find a place to hang you up… oh shit I forgot to tell you, but I don’t know how to turn you back. I hope you don’t mind.”
Grabbing his controller Ron sat down in front of the T.V. and queued up his game. Now with Syrene satisfied and in the hamper, he could focus on defeating the vile Rivannah. Meanwhile, in the hamper, Syrene was still lost in an orgasmic state. What Ron did to her would leave her in ecstasy for months to come! Syrene moaned as she imagined her body tumbling through the washer and drier, but that would have to wait.
--Five few months later--
“I can’t believe you beat Rivannah in a single try! It took me five times to beat that bitch!” Ron laughed as he showed his new girlfriend, Gail, into his bedroom. The two of them met at a video game convention about a month ago and hit it off. The two of them were like two peas in a pod with their love for video games.
“Yeah, she was super easy.” The brunette laughed, following Ron into his room. “You just have to know how to exploit her weakness, which if you paid attention to the story you would have known.” She giggled sticking her tongue out playfully.
Taking a bean bag chair Gail grabbed one of the two controllers that were on the floor, “So shall we race? Or fight?” Gail asked, eyeing her boyfriend. “Because I am going to kick your ass either way!”
Ron chuckled and took a seat beside her, “I would like to see you try.” He grinned picking up his own controller. “Loser has to cook dinner tonight.”
“Deal! Game on!”
While the two gamed on, a pair of lust filled eyes watched from above. Syrene, who was still a poster, was still hanging over Ron’s bed. Gail threatened to shred the poster, because she kept getting a weird vibe from it. But Ron was able to stave off his girlfriend’s advances, saying it was a gift from a dear friend. Syrene still fulfilled her new duties every now and then, much to her amusement. She still hoped one day Ron would return her to normal, but after five months she was beginning to lose hope.