"Alert: large machine signal detected. Suggestion: Unit 2B should investigate."
"Hm. Better go check it out. Probably more important than delivering fan mail for a bunch of machines."
2B changed her course to where the signal originated. She had just flown back down to Earth after a visit to the bunker. In her last mission with 9S, he had gotten overzealous and wound up getting injured from a minor mistake. While 9S got repairs, she received a special order to get a new, experimental body augmentation.
"Pod, remind me again what my new body upgrade is supposed to do?"
"The upgrade is intended to allow YoRHa combat units to survive intense pressure, as well as allow them to remain in a compressed state for extended periods of time. It is a top secret project," replied Pod 042.
"And I'm assuming you still can't tell me what any of that actually means?" She had asked a few times already, but asked again anyway just in case.
"It is a top secret project."
2B knew that YoRHa had its secrets, but it really irked her that they wouldn't even tell her about an upgrade to her own body. There was only one real difference she noticed, and that was that in an inexplicable way she felt like she was... softer. It was hard to explain, but it seemed like there were simply fewer hard parts to her body. She had no idea how something like that could improve her combat strength, but she wasn't in a position to complain. On top of that, her clothes felt a bit tighter. She stopped for a second to look at a reflection in her puddle. Looking at herself, she could have sworn that they also made her body curvier.
"Hm." 2B made a noise as she pondered. Changing her looks in such a subtle way didn't really make sense to her. Did the scientists want to see her like this? Did the Commander want to test out new dimensions for combat models? Did she have a secret admirer? Was it Operator 8O? 6O?
...9S?
She shook her head. No emotions. She continued running toward the machine signal.
Before long, 2B found herself in a part of the ruined city that she had never been in before. Looking around for any machine life forms, she checked her map program to see where the signal was coming from. According to the map, she was right beside the signal. She sat down on a rock that was part of a huge pile of rubble.
"Pod, are you sure this is right? I should be able to see the machine if it's as big as this signal lets on," 2B said as she surveyed the area.
Pod 042 responded, "The readings are accurate. Unit 2B will be notified when visual contact has been established."
2B looked at her pod doubtingly. "Whatever you say..." As 2B said this, she stood up and absentmindedly kicked one of the pieces of rubble in the pile.
Suddenly, the ground started vibrating, the pile of debris started to shake, and the loud groaning of a machine could be heard. Surprised but quick witted, 2B swiftly grabbed her weapon and prepared for combat. It must have been hiding under all that debris! she thought to herself as the tower of broken buildings seemed to rise up out of the ground. From 2B's point of view, this was all it really looked like to her due to the massive amounts of dust that was being kicked up by the movement. There was so much and it was so thick that she wasn't even able to see the machine through it.
Suddenly, a massive chunk of the machine's hiding spot came tumbling toward 2B. She skillfully dodged it, gracefully avoiding the obstacle. However, this was only the start of what was to come. A split second after that, another chunk of debris came hurdling toward her, then another, and another. By the time she avoided them all, she was facing away from where the building had collapsed. She turned around, ready to face the machine that had caused her so much trouble.
"I'll kill- Ah!" was all she had time to say before the machine's massive foot crashed down directly on top of her. She was unable to react quickly enough to dodge the huge surface area of the foot. Instead, all she could do was reflexively put her hands up in defense before-
*squish*
The sound was inaudible to anyone but 2B, but as the machine put its ginormous weight on top of her, she definitely heard the sound of something getting squashed. Which was odd to her, both because she wasn't expected such a sound and she expected that the machine stepping on her would instantly destroy her body. That, and the strangest sensation had rushed over her body at once.
She felt an unbelievable tightness surround her body, hundreds of times tighter than her clothes were. It didn't feel as bad as one might imagine, just different. Every single square centimeter of her body felt like it was in contact with a cold, hard surface on her front or a softer surface on her back. She tried to move to get a hold of her body, but found that she couldn't move. At all. This was very concerning, but the more pressing issue was that powerful tightness that made her feel compressed, like an intense pressure was...
Wait a minute, thought 2B, Compressed? Intense Pressure? Wasn't that upgrade supposed to help me survive this? Well, I guess I am still alive after getting stomped like that, though I don't know what I'm supposed to do if I can't move... Hold on, I think he's getting off of me! Now's my chance!
The machine lifted up its foot to walk forward, raising it above 2B. She attempted to jump back on her feet, but nothing happened. She then tried to slowly get back on her feet, but, again, nothing happened. She tried to sit up, nothing happened. Then she tried wiggling a finger, and, despite her hardest efforts, nothing happened. She couldn't even move her face, which she felt was still making the same surprised expression that she made when the machine first crushed her.
"Alert: Visual contact has been established." Pod 042 floated just outside of the rectangular indentation that the machine's foot left in the ground.
"Gee, thanks pod, but how am I supposed to fight like this?" is what 2B tried to say, but due to her lips being stuck in place and her entire mouth being compressed to a depth only slightly thicker than her visor normally was, she was having a hard time getting her words to sound like words. She sounded like she had a mouth full of something, when in reality it was because there was an almost imperceptible amount of space between the back of her throat and her lips.
"Suggestion: Unit 2B should find out how to move immediately," the pod stated. As the dust cleared up a bit, 2B didn't need to hear that from her pod. It seemed that this machine was rather clumsy, and lost its footing in trying to get out of the rubble. Now, its foot was heading right back to where 2B's flattened body was lying on the ground. 2B tried once again to move, straining against her body and exerting her will as hard as she could to try to get out of the way of her impending second crushing. She did manage to wiggle herself around a bit, but this was ultimately pointless in terms of escaping. The machine's foot once again came crashing down on the unfortunate android.
This time, the machine put even more of its body weight on 2B in an attempt to balance itself. 2B noticed the difference, feeling the pressure even more intensely this time than she did before. Not again... she thought to herself as she experience the sensations of getting smashed all over again. One could even say she felt like she was carrying the weight of the world on top of her. This time was different for more than just the increased pressure, though. The machine got its balance back, and then decided to stand up straight. In doing so, it dragged the foot that had 2B underneath along the ground.
This resulted in 2B getting scraped along the ground in a very unceremonious way. She was stuck to the foot for the first few seconds of dragging, and as she felt her backside get pulled through the dirt she felt her outfit start to tear a bit. Then, as she became dislodged from the foot and left on the ground she felt the clothes tear off partially, revealing parts of her skin that she preferred to keep covered. As for the feeling of getting scraped along like that, it was a mix of sensations. She felt herself get stretched and pulled as the huge weight dragged her along, but at the same time she felt herself get more compressed in some ways. As for emotions, she was angry at the machine, embarrassed that she was reduced to such a pathetic state, a bit curious as to how this all was working, and even a little... aroused? No, that CAN'T be what that is, I'm just disoriented... she reassured herself.
After the machine had finally dragged its foot off of 2B, she once again found herself lying on the ground and completely helpless, though this time she felt even more squashed than before. The machine then began to walk off, not even noticing as it once again stepped on poor 2B on its way out. About a minute after the giant machine walked off, the dust finally settled on the scene. 2B was finally able to get a bearing on what had become of her.
2B tried to ask, "Pod, what's my current status?" but all that came out was a few muffled grunts.
Pod 042 could not understand her command, but told was about to inform her about what had happened anyway. "Warning: Unit 2B has suffered damage to motor and speech systems. All necessary vital systems are intact. Control over pod limited. Black box signal significantly weakened."
"Mmm," 2B grunted, intending to be a "Damn." She was hoping beyond hope that she would be able to move after the machine had stopped applying pressure, but it seemed that she was almost entirely immobile in this state. If she tried very hard, she could twitch her body a slight amount, but that was about it. She knew it was true, but she still found it hard to believe that she had been reduced to such a thinness and was still alive.
God, I must look ridiculous like this... Not that looking dumb should be my primary concern right now.
By most people's standard, 2B was right; she did look ridiculous. 2B fell onto her back as the machine's foot pushed down on her, so that one of her two sides was a view of her facing forward and the other side looked like her facing away. She could still feel her body, so she could tell how she was posed, even if she couldn't see herself. The first thing she took stock of was her face. Her mouth was frozen in a gasp, hanging slightly open and only allowing the most rudimentary of syllables to escape her throat. Her nose had been squished head on which left its shape mostly in tact, though now that it was on an even plane with her entire flat body it was a bit hard to distinguish it from the rest of her face. She still felt incredibly unfortunate for having to go through this, but she was at least grateful that her nose seemed mostly normal. It was a small victory, but an appreciated one. A bigger victory was that her combat visor was still functional. She silently praised whoever invented the thin-as-cloth combat accessory to be so durable because otherwise it would probably block out her vision.
Right before the moment of the squishing, she had raised her hands up in self defense. She had directed her right hand close to her face, and it had been flattened palm-up just a few inches away from her squashed visage, creating the shape of an acute triangle with her arm and the side of her face. As for her left arm, it wound up getting pressed farther away than her right. Her elbow was bent at about a 60 degree angle, leaving her hand roughly one foot away from her face. As for her legs, 2B tried to adopt a battle stance to brace herself for the impact, leaving her legs spread out into a V shape. Her feet ended up pointing out and away from her body, causing her legs to go from wide at the base to pointed at the tips.
2B had also been correct about her earlier observation that she felt softer. In fact, the much more cushiony material had been used to make the newest rendition of her body, which resulted in her form spreading out under the pressure. When she was squashed, most of her mass was compressed into a more compact state that left the tiny components of her body more tightly pressed together than about 20 peas sharing the same pod. However, the compacting could only be taken so far. The researchers in YoRHa were only able to compact an android's body to about the thickness of cardboard; after that, the body's mass would have to spread outward. 2B's body had been spread out to about one and a half times its normal length and width due to the intense nature of her pressing, with some parts being more spread out than others.
2B's thighs had always been slightly squished by the socks of her outfit, but now the effect was really pronounced. There was a clear delineation where you could tell that the upper part of 2B's thighs were much more spread out that the part of her legs that the socks restrained. There was a large amount of her squishy substance in her thighs, causing the upper thighs to easily deform and spread outward under the pressure. However, her socks constrained the lower part of her legs, causing them to spread out less (and causing the socks to feel tighter on her skin than ever before). This essential gave each of her legs a muffin top, with one area where the squishiness was free to spread out and another where her clothing kept the squish in check.
2B's hips had also been significantly spread out. It seemed that the ones who made 2B's newest body didn't feel like her old body had enough junk in the trunk. Her booty was now easily the widest part of her body, and it certainly appeared that extra attention was given to her booty to make it extra cushiony. Even in her reduced state, 2B could tell that her butt had been spread out to an extreme degree. Other than that, most of the rest of her had been spread out fairly proportionately, though her boobs also felt a bit more spread out than the rest of her.
The feeling for 2B was certainly a unique one. Even though the machine was long gone, she still felt like there was a considerable amount of pressure on her. On top of this, her entire body was covered in an unshakable tingling sensation. This tingle just sort of felt odd in some places, but in other, lower areas, the tingling was actually very... stimulating. In a way, it was uncomfortable, but in another way it felt pretty damn good.
After taking stock of her body, she noticing something else amiss with her physical appearance; her clothes. Being scraped off of the machines foot did a number on her clothes, causing much of her skirt to rip off. Her hips were exposed, her leotard only covering the most sensitive areas of her body and leaving her now very wide hips out in the open. All along her body, her clothing had ripped in places, leaving parts of her belly, her thighs, and her breasts uncovered that were normally protected from outside viewers by the tasteful fabric.
2B blushed. Why do they make us wear these outfits anyway? Isn't there something more efficient? It's like they were designed by some sort of pervert! I'd better contact the bunker before someone sees me like this... Not that embarrassment should be my primary concern in this situation.
"Mmph! Mmmmph mm Mmmmph," 2B said through flattened lips in an attempt to say, "Pod! Contact the Bunker."
"Alert: Unrecognized command," replied the pod in a matter of fact manner.
2B repeated herself, this time sounding a bit more annoyed and trying harder to enunciate, "Mmph. Mm-mmph mm Mmm-mmph."
"Alert: Unrecognized command."
You have to be kidding me... 2B thought to herself. Taking a deep breath despite the fact that she didn't have to breath in this state, she put all her effort into the next try.
"MMMPH! MM-MMPH! MM! MMM-MMMPH!"
"Alert: Unrecognized command."
"Mm mmm mmmph? Mm mm! Mph! Mmmmph! MMPH!" This roughly translated to "Are you serious? Come on! Pod! Bunker! NOW!" Now she was really getting frustrated.
"Alert: Unrecognized command. Suggestion: If Unit 2B desires a connection to the Bunker, she should speak more clearly."
"MMPH! MMM MMMMPH MMMM MMMMPH MM! MMMPH! MMMMPH! MMMM MMMPH!" This was mostly just a series of angry grunts and some expletives.
Pod 042 broke 2B out of her tirade. "Alert: Android signal approaching."
Ah! An android! They'll be able to get me out of this! 2B mentally sighed with relief.
"Alert: This unit is currently wanted by YoRHa."
Wh-what? That's not good...
Suddenly, another android came jogging out from behind a nearby bush. Her long, white hair flowed behind her in the wind as she rapidly approached the spot where 2B was. This new android was looking back and forth as she went, seemingly searching for something. 2B was hoping that YoRHa had noticed her absence and sent a rescue party, but the statement from her pod already disproved this hopeful theory. Just as 2B began to ponder whether it would be better to be found or to just go unnoticed, the other android noticed Pod 042.
As it turned out, the rogue android was A2, who happened to be wandering by in search of machines to kill. A2 thought she detected signs of a huge machine life form in the nearby area, but she was having no luck finding it so far. Seeing that there was a YoRHa pod floating around, A2 stopped a few meters away. She looked around for nearby androids, not noticing 2B's flat body due to how level it was with the rest of the ground. It was unusual for a pod to be without an android, so, after checking her surroundings, A2 cautiously approached the pod. As she got closer, she saw 2B laying on the ground.
"What the-?" A2 asked in confusion. Keeping an eye on Pod 042, she got closer and examined 2B's crushed body.
This is bad, thought 2B. Other androids were dangerous opponents under normal circumstances, and in this state she couldn't even try to defend herself.
"Is this some sort of joke?" A2 asked herself. "Who would paint a picture of an android on the ground here? And it looks messed up too..." A2 scratched her head in confusion.
2B's worries cleared a bit. She doesn't realize I'm an actual android! For a second there, I thought I was done for. She breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately for her, this sigh was audible. To make matters worse, once 2B realized that the sigh could be heard, she gasped in surprise, letting out another quick noise within earshot of A2.
A2 looked around, preparing herself for an attack. Pod 042 thought that 2B had tried to make another command, and once again repeated his alert about speaking clearly.
Obviously confused, A2 looked at the pod, then at the flat android, then the pod again, then the flat android. "Could it be... Is this actually an android?"
Pod 042 thought that it was being asked a question so it responded, "This unit does not have the proper authority to ask this question. Only YoRHa unit 2B, the unit you see before you, may ask this question. Unfortunately, unit 2B has been incapacitated due to a secret project."
...Damn it pod...
"Oh. Huh. Interesting..." A2 said as she walked over to 2B. A2 knew of YoRHa's extreme thirst for gathering data and experimentation, but this was just plain bizarre. She could hardly believe that the flattened android before her was still alive, but the pod had pretty much confirmed that she was. Bending down, A2 touched 2B and felt her warmth further confirming what she had heard.
"So, you're just helplessly stuck here, huh?" A2 asked 2B, not expecting to get a response.
At this point, 2B was seriously thinking about staying quiet in an effort to trick the other android into thinking that she was actually just paint, but decided against it. Now that someone noticed her, there was at least some hope of getting rescued. And if worse came to worst, she had backed up her memories at the Bunker very recently...
"Mmmm..." 2B let out a moan to let A2 know that she was there. A2 jumped a little, not realizing that the poster in front of her could still vocalize.
A2 looked 2B up and down. This flattened android really did look pathetic to her, looking more like an over exaggerated cartoon of an android than the actual thing. And to think that it was an actual, conscious being? It made A2 feel strangely excited.
Wait, why the hell are my pleasure sensors going off? A2 wondered. This normally only happens when I'm fighting an enemy... A2 examined 2B closely. This android reminded her of something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Then it hit her. "Hey," said A2 to 2B, "You look kinda like a couple of androids that YoRHa sent to get rid of me the other day. Gotta say, seeing one of you like this is pretty neat." As A2 said this, she stepped onto 2B's chest. 2B winced at the sudden pressure.
"Look at you, all helpless and immobile down there. Bet you wish you hadn't run into me." A2 loved to dominate opponents, and treating this unfortunate android like this was really firing up her pleasure sensors. The increase in pleasure when fighting was intended to make androids more willing to engage in combat with the enemy, but an odd side effect of this process was that many combat androids loved to dominate anything in their path. In private, many even enjoyed dominating their lovers. A2 put her other foot on 2B's chest and looked down at the face of her new "friend."
"I bet you think you're really strong. Too bad that like this, you look more like a welcome mat than you do a combat android. In fact, I think that welcome mat suits you a lot better as a job." A2 wiped her feet on 2B's chest, making sure to slowly grind her foot into the flat androids body. A2 could actually feel the slightest of changes in depth as she pushed down on 2B, reducing her already quite thin body to have even less depth.
2B blushed deeply in embarrassment, rage, and pure impotence. Damn it, this is so humiliating! She's walking all over me and I can't do anything! 2B once again tried to move, but just wound up tiring herself out with the effort. She made a few grunts of effort as she did, causing A2 to notice her struggle.
A2 was reveling in her control of this random android. "Aww, trying to escape? Sorry, but I'm afraid I'm not done with you yet. Oh yeah, and door mats aren't supposed to speak." As she said this, A2 slowly moved her foot toward 2B's mouth.
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmm-!" 2B tried to protest, but her muffled pleas did not work on A2. A2 firmly planted her foot on 2B's mouth, making any sound that 2B made even harder to understand. A2 happily licked her lips as she put her more of her weight on her tip toes and started twisting her foot back and forth directly on 2B's mouth. 2B blushed an even deeper red, feeling even more humiliated than before. This only encouraged A2 to grind harder. After a couple of minutes of this, A2 slowly dragged her foot away from 2B's mouth. Her grinding had spread out 2B's lips further, making them look bigger and fuller. The spreading of 2B's lips also caused her mouth to become slightly more closed since there was now only a sliver of it left open.
I'm a combat android, not something to wipe your damn feet on! I swear, when I get back to normal, I'm gonna kill you... 2B angrily thought. She couldn't believe that she had to put up with this random android coming out of nowhere and tormenting her like this.
A2 smiled. The chemicals being released in her system excited her, and on top of that the sight of the mashed up android at her feet was pretty humorous. This smeared out distortion of what an android should normally look like was one of the funniest things A2 had seen in a while, and the muffled angry growls coming from it just made things even funnier. A2 didn't really see many funny things in her travels, but still.
"Hey, I sure did a number on those lips of yours, loyal little YoRHa soldier. I bet you kiss the Commander's ass all the time. Maybe you should try kissing someone else's ass for a change?" As A2 said this, she slowly lowered her butt until it made contact with 2B's flat face. 2B cried out the whole time, desperately trying to get her pod to do something, but Pod 042 seemed perfectly content to just sit back and watch the torment. Once A2 planted her surprisingly soft ass on 2B's face, her yelling became even more muffled from underneath the older android.
2B hadn't been this furious in a while. I SWEAR, IF YOU DON'T GET OFF ME THIS INSTANT, I WILL DESTROY YOU! the normally composed girl thought to herself. She didn't know what it was about being sat on that made her so feel so humiliated, but the warm, soft pressure of A2's rear drove 2B off the wall. 9S once told 2B about a human record that he found where one human was sitting on the face of another human. She wondered how any human could find this desirable as A2 shifted her weight and smeared 2B's facial features a bit more.
A2 tried to get comfortable on her new throne, but found it difficult. 2B was so flat at this point that sitting on her wasn't far off from sitting on the ground. Realizing that the pleasure was diminishing, the smile vanished from A2's lips. As she rubbed her cheeks against 2B's cheeks, she felt another jolt of excitement, but it wasn't particularly comfortable to sit on.
After a couple more minutes on 2B's face (which felt like an hour for 2B), A2 finally got up. A2 decided that she could still get a bit more fun out of this hapless android by teasing her a bit more, so she did just that. "Huh. You're far less comfortable than I thought. How pathetic. You're useless as a fighter, worthless as a seat cushion, and at this point you hardly even qualify as an android. Oh well, at least I know you're good for one thing." With that, A2 once again wiped her still-dirty boots on 2B's body. She once again dragged her foot across 2B's frame, but this time for much longer. 2B grunted in embarrassment as A2 meticulously scraped the bottom of her sole across the flat android's face, leaving a noticeable mark.
"It would be a shame to leave you here. Maybe I'll find more use for you if I take you with me," A2 teased as she reached down to pick 2B off of the ground. However, as her hand neared the flattened android, a couple of shots were fired near her hand. A2 pulled her hand back and saw Pod 042 pointing its weapon at her.
"Alert: Unauthorized attempts to remove 2B from this position will be met with resistance," the pod said defiantly.
"Mmmph!" 2B called out excitedly, overjoyed that her pod was finally about to help her out of this predicament.
"Command recognized: Assuming stasis mode." Pod 042 retracted its weapon and floated down to the floor, apparently having recognized 2B's grunt of joy as a command to be put on standby.
"Mmmph?! MMMPH! MMMMMMMPH!" 2B tried to call out for the pod to wake up while A2 snickered to herself. Damn thing! Of all the commands to recognize! It wasn't even a god damn command!
"Looks like you're coming with me after all," purred A2. 2B just let out a pitiful whimper in response. With some effort, A2 managed to peel 2B's flattened form off of the ground. She held the top of 2B's held with her fingers to get a view of the poster girl standing up. 2B's arms flopped downward as A2 donned a victorious smirk.
A2 grabbed the top of 2B's flattened head and started to roll her up from there. "Let's make you a bit more portable, shall we?" she asked condescendingly. Her hands worked deftly, and within a minute 2B's body was rolled up into a tube that could easily be carried in A2's hand. The experience was rather disorienting for 2B as she felt her body rub against itself in ways that should never be possible. At the same time, the constant touching of herself felt amazing, overwhelming her sense of touch and causing pleasure receptors to fire at an alarming rate in certain key areas.
"You and I are gonna have fun..." A2 said menacingly as she ran off with her prize in hand.
2B continued...