Randori grumbled to herself, "Ugh, that stupid Ryuto, or whatever her name was. If she hadn't meddled with me I would have had all this done! If I ever see her again I'll smash her into a smear! Grrr!" She angrily crumpled the uniform hanging in front of her before realizing what she had done and gently patting out the wrinkles. If she cared about anything other than her single-minded devotion to laundry she would have known that Ryuko was a highly valuable target, but she was out of the loop on almost everything that didn't directly relate to her duties.
"Hey bitch, we want our spot back!"
Randori's muscles all simultaneously tensed up in rage. She angrily peered from behind the rows of uniforms to get a look at her intruder. As she expected, Ryuko and Mako stood defiantly in the entryway to the roof, Ryuko already synchronized with Senketsu and Mako pretending to be threatening.
"Your spot?!" Randori's eye twitched, "Do you know how long I've been using this spot for drying the clothes?! How long I've toiled and cultivated this spot for the sake of my duties?! It's been at least two weeks of grueling agony to secure this spot, and you deign to take it away from me?!"
"Hey, I'm the one who's supposed to be getting mad here!" Ryuko indignantly called back, "You crushed me into a sheet!"
"A very comfy sheet!" Mako added.
"Hush Mako."
"It did feel pretty nice," Senketsu said.
"I'm tryin' to be cool here, Senketsu!" Ryuko growled under her breath.
"Aw, were you embarrassed to be as flat as paper?" Randori mocked, "Did you make a nice towel? Oh, or maybe you were used as a picnic blanket! Mwee hee hee!"
"Not quite, but she did make a great kotatsu!" Mako cheerfully replied.
Ryuko blushed and scowled as Randori burst into a fit of malicious laughter. "Mako, I thought I told you not to talk about it..."
"Oh right, this isn't supposed to be canon! Sorry Ryuko!"
Randori suddenly calmed herself, instantly shifting from mocking laughter to serious determination. "Well, you were good for a laugh, but then I remembered how utterly annoying you are. At least now I know how weak you are. I don't think I'll waste any time."
"Heh, glad we can get right to it then," Ryuko confidently responded. She and Mako slowly walked toward Randori, both determined to exact revenge for the previous day's transgressions.
"Such confidence. I think I'll crush it out of you," Randori said. The ribbons on the back of her uniform twisted together to once again form the giant iron from her previous battle. "Let's just skip right to the main attraction, shall we?" she cried, getting into her role as the defender of clean clothes, "Prepare for my Giga Steamer!"
Ryuko froze in her tracks. "Oh no, Senketsu! Not again! I am completely unable to move! What an unfortunate circumstance, that I would not see this coming!" she lamented, putting her arm against her forehead in defeat.
Mako gasped, "Ryuko! You've gotta move! She's gonna smash you again!" Mako tugged on Ryuko's arm, but she wouldn't budge.
"Did you really think you could just do the same thing as before and win this time? What a fool." Randori raised her giant iron high into the air. "Maybe this time I'll pound some sense into your thick skull!" she yelled, then brought the iron down.
Ryuko grinned.
WHAM!
The Giga Steamer slammed into the ground at full force. Randori chuckled to herself. "You know, there are much better ways to lose weight than bothering me all the time. Let's see what's become of you." Randori lifted her iron to its resting position above her head... Only, there was no sign of Ryuko.
Randori's brow furrowed.
"Sup," came Ryuko's voice from behind her. Before Randori could do anything else, Ryuko swiftly cut the ribbons connecting Randori to her iron.
"How di-"
BAM
Without the connection to Randori, the Giga Steamer had nothing else keeping it airborne. Since it was being held directly above Randori's head, it came crashing down on top of her. Randori was instantly squished underneath the massive weight of the Giga Steamer like a piece of gum under a shoe. The huge surface area of the iron covered Randori's entire body, leaving none of her peaking out from under it. Only something as thin as paper would be able to fit in the gap between the ground and the gargantuan iron.
Ryuko casually leaned back on the iron as she addressed the girl trapped underneath, "Yeah, I was just pretending to not be able to move. Did you really think I was just gonna charge in if I knew I wouldn't be able to move? I'm hot-blooded, but I ain't dumb!"
Right after saying this, the giant iron dissipated into disparate life fibers since it was no longer connected to the bulk of Randori's outfit. The sudden disappearance of Ryuko's support caused her to fall backwards and land right on her butt.
"Oof! Stupid thing," she groaned in annoyance.
"HMMPH!" came a much more annoyed sound from beneath her.
Ryuko looked down between her legs and noticed the front edge of Randori's very flat maid outfit. It didn't take much deductive reasoning to decipher where Ryuko's butt had landed. She grinned mischievously at her position. "Hey Randori, thanks for breaking my fall. I really could have hurt my ass if you didn't catch me with your face," she said with a mixture of malice and playfulness.
Randori grunted even louder and squirmed to the best of her ability, but the weight of Ryuko's body was enough to keep her pinned down to the floor. Her body had been crushed to roughly the thickness of construction paper, and, due to the shape of her uniform, had been crushed into a circular shape. Her face was in the center of the disk, looking up with an expression of frustration and shock. Randori couldn't bear the indignation: she'd been interrupted in her duties, outsmarted by some punk, crushed by her own weapon, and, worst of all, she was now getting a face full of her opponent's butt. It made even worse by the fact that one of Ryuko's cheeks was muffling her speech to the point of it being unrecognizable.
Yet, despite the burning humiliation, Randori couldn't stop herself from getting turned on. Directly on the opposite side of Randori's disk of a body was her womanhood, and it also felt the constant, stimulating pressure of Ryuko's body. As Ryuko mockingly wiggled back and forth on her new seat, she inadvertently ground Randori's sex into the ground and stimulated her even more. It didn't take much effort on Ryuko's part to turn Randori's groans of discomfort into moans of pleasure.
Ryuko giggled to herself as she shifted her weight back and forth from one cheek to the other. She was completely lost in her own world, caught up in the dominating feeling.
"Uh, Ryuko?" Senketsu interjected.
"H- Wah!" Ryuko snapped out of her almost trance-like state, then instantly realized how awkward the situation actually was. "D-Don't startle me like that!"
"Ah, well," Senketsu began with some uncertainty, "I had just noticed that you were getting pretty... excited. Your levels of estrogen and oxytocin were rising-"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Ryuko indignantly asked with a flushed face despite being pretty sure of what it meant.
"I didn't want to ruin the fun, I just... I didn't want you to stain me is all-"
"GAH!" Ryuko jumped up to her feet, "I-I don't know what the hell you're talking about! I was just taking a seat after a hard fought battle is all! A-and don't you know a girl's hormone levels are a private affair!?" Her face was even redder than before as she spoke.
"Look, let's just focus on Randori for now," Senketsu said.
"That's what I was tryin' to do!" was Ryuko's flustered response. As she spoke, she stomped one of her heels directly onto Randori's body, eliciting a grunt from the pancaked girl. "Ah, shut up down there! I know what it feels like, you're probably loving it! N-Not that I loved being flat! Argh!" Ryuko threw her hands up in frustration while keeping her feet firmly planted on the Randori rug beneath her.
After regaining her composure a bit, Ryuko stepped off of Randori. "You know what, I'm sick of lookin' at you. I think it's time for you to take a trip," Ryuko spoke down to Randori.
"Hhrrrrrnngggh..." Randori simply moaned in response. Her expression had shifted from shocked anger to slack-jawed ecstasy after all the stimulation. She was still humiliated beyond belief from the loss... And yet, something about her complete and utter domination somehow made the pleasure even better.
Ryuko took note of Randori's expression. "Wow, and you were calling me a freak for liking it! You look like you're really enjoying this. Maybe I should just keep you as a welcome mat or something," Ryuko teased. "Just kidding. I'm not the best judge of that kinda thing, but I'm pretty sure you'd look tacky as hell in any home."
"Hnngh... Shud up..." Randori wanted to go on one of her tirades, but was too weary from the whole ordeal to make any meaningful threats.
"Hmph. If that's all you've got to say, then I think it's time to end this," Ryuko confidently proclaimed. She bent down and grabbed an edge of Randori, then quickly peeled her off of the floor and let go, flinging Randori into the air.
"Waa-aa-aah!" Randori cried out as she rapidly flipped midair.
"Senketsu!" Ryuko called to her uniform for power as she held her Scissor Blade behind her.
"Decapitation Mode!" The blade unfolded, doubling its length. Ryuko swung at Randori's midair body, and the slice annihilated Randori's Goku uniform, leaving her naked and still flipping around midair.
"Sen'i Sōshitsu!"
One of the glowing Life Fibers from the destroyed uniform was absorbed by Senketsu as Ryuko did a really cool pose.
Randori quickly lost momentum after that and proceeded to flutter downward. Her naked body was roughly the shape of a disk, though her breasts and butt poked out a bit farther from the rest of her.
"YOU BITCH!" Randori yelled, still floating down, "HOW AM I SHUPPOSED TO DO MY DUTIESH WITHOUD MY UNIFORM?! THISH ISH UNACCEPTABLE! THISH OPERATION ISH DOOMED WITHOUD ME! I! AM! THISH! SCHOOOL!" After a few flutters, Randori landed on one of the clotheslines, draping across it like one of the uniforms she had just been cleaning. Randori was practically foaming at the mouth by the time she landed, her rage and humiliation at an all time high. What she found even more frustrating is that despite losing so hard, she was still horny as hell from being crushed.
Ryuko sauntered over to where the naked Randori had landed. She blushed a bit at her naked body, but was determined to tease her more. "Jeez, you should probably watch your blood pressure there. Y'know what you need? A vacation." Ryuko grinned devilishly and snatched Randori off of the clothes line.
"NNRRGH!" Randori grunted in frustration. She couldn't believe it, but the more Ryuko teased her, the more turned on she was getting. Not that she would ever admit that to anyone.
"You don't want to go on a vacation? But I already got your flight booked!" Ryuko said she she grabbed each side of Randori's compressed body.
"Whad the hell are you- NNMF!" Randori's question was cut short by Ryuko folding her body in half vertically.
"NNNGH! SHTRP RT YRR- MMPH! MMM MMMPH- Hmmmph!" Ryuko folded Randori again, then again and again, each time muffling Randori even more. Ryuko may have spent more time than she'd like to admit feeling up Randori's flat body. She was just glad Senketsu was keeping quiet and letting her enjoy this.
"Hmmm!" A sharp squeak came from Randori as Ryuko's fingers pushed into her wet erogenous zone to press it into another part of her. After hearing this response, Ryuko paid special attention to this spot, making sure to touch it or crease it on almost every fold. Constant, increasingly more muffled squeaks started coming from the paper-thin girl as Ryuko practiced her origami skills.
After enough folds, Ryuko had reduced Randori to her desired shape. In Ryuko's hand was nothing but a quivering, flesh-tone paper airplane. Ryuko had folded Randori up to make sure that no distinguishing features were on the outside surface of the paper airplane, and had managed to fold her down to the size of one made from a regular sheet of paper.
Ryuko brought the paper airplane close to her face to mock it some more, "See Randori, I got your back. Too bad I only booked you for a one way trip." She put her ear close to Randori to make out a few whimpers. She knew from her own experience that Randori was in absolute ecstasy in this state, despite how humiliated she was feeling. Ryuko bit her lower lip and relished the tiny quivers and whimpers coming from Randori, enjoying the power and imaging what it would be like to be in that state.
"Ahem." Senketsu cleared his nonexistent throat.
Ryuko froze, realizing that she had been pleasuring herself with the hand that wasn't holding Randori.
"..."
"Well Randori, have a nice trip."
With that, Ryuko gently tossed Randori off the side of the building, and she flew off into the distance better than any paper airplane Ryuko had ever seen before. Ryuko and Senketsu silently watched her flutter away for a few seconds.
"So..." Senketsu started.
"Mention this to anyone and I dye you hot pink."
"Gotcha."
Senketsu and Ryuko powered down, then Senketsu waited a few more moments before talking again.
"That plan sure did go off without a hitch! I'm glad I was able to resist the charms of the iron this time around."
Ryuko laughed, "Yeah, I feel like I deserved an Oscar for that performance!"
Senketsu agreed, "Yes, and Mako did an amazing job too! She was so convincing you'd almost think that she..." Senketsu took a pensive pause, "That she forgot the plan..."
"... Oh shit! Where even is Mako?!" Ryuko took a few worried steps forward and looked back and forth.
"Mmmph mmmph!" came a voice from below.
"Huh?" Ryuko confusedly looked down. Beneath her feet was the familiar school uniform and bowl haircut of her best friend in the whole world, viewed from behind and much flatter than usual.
"Oh my god!" Ryuko delicately peeled Mako's face-down body off the floor, revealing the utterly dazed face of the unfortunate girl.
"I think we may have knocked her forward when we rushed to get behind Randori," Senketsu deduced, "She probably wasn't able to get out of the way of that first attack."
"Mako! Are you okay? Say something!" Ryuko expressed her concern while holding her friend by the top of her flattened head.
"Ahhhh," sighed Mako, "This is fuuuuuun!" responded Mako with as much of a smile she could muster. Mako's body playfully fluttered in the breeze as she giggled.
"Phew," Ryuko sighed in relief, "I guess when you act like a cartoon character all the time, this stuff doesn't really bother you much."
"She really is something else," Senketsu added.
"She sure is." Ryuko gave Senketsu and Mako a warm smile. "Well, I feel like that's about enough excitement for today. Mako, let's go home and get you fixed!"
"Aw, but don't you wanna have some fun with me first?" Mako asked innocently.
Ryuko blushed.
"Uhh... Well... I guess that depends on whether anyone else is home when we get there..." Ryuko said under her breath as she began to roll Mako up.
"What was that Ryuko?"
"Nothing, Mako," Ryuko quickly responded as she carried the scrolled-up Mako back home.