Rose let out a sigh as she let her fingers take a rest from typing. Her boss, Angela, had told her to have some important spreadsheets sorted by the end of the day, but Rose had gotten them all done by 11:00 just to be sure Angela wouldn't be mad. Rose habitually chewed on one of her fingernails as she surveyed the rest of the office. Her cubicle was in the corner of the room, so she hardly got any attention, which was perfectly fine with her.
"Maybe I should just check it again to be sure I didn't mess up..." she quietly said to herself as she started scrolling her way back to the top of the data sheet. As she hunched forward in her chair once again to get a good look at the numbers she idly twirled her shoulder length blonde hair. Yet, as she scrolled her way to the top, her gaze wandered to a particular drawer on her desk. She nervously checked over her shoulder again before opening the drawer and pulling out a picture cut out from a newspaper that she had saved.
Her hazel eyes widened and she bit her lip at the oh-so familiar picture. The bent elevator walls. The pile of string in the corner. The tiny box in the center. The folded up poster with Johanna's face on it. Ever since Angela had over-expanded in that elevator and squashed Joey, Johanna, and Jaclyn with her body, it was all Rose could think about. She couldn't count the number of times she had pictured herself in that same scenario; compressed to ridiculous proportions and helplessly stuck that way until someone saved her, only able to wriggle back and forth the slightest bit, being touched and fondled by the rescuers, someone finding the most sensitive region of her crushed body and-
"Rose."
"Ghjkgnghaaa!"
Rose nearly jumped all the way out of her seat as she made the kind of noise only a frightened animal can make. She managed to have enough presence of mind to crumple up the picture in her hand before turning to whoever had snuck up behind her.
Katrin's unamused face glared down at Rose from behind a pair of rectangular glasses. Rose couldn't stop herself from letting her eyes dance all along Katrin's body, as was the case with nearly every encounter with Katrin. Rose was entranced with her: the way her accentuated curves were squeezed by her professional outfits, the way her light blonde hair rested in a ponytail on her head, even Katrin's dominant (and often mean) attitude got Rose worked up. Of course, Rose was a pure, innocent, Christian girl who would never think of doing anything sexual with another girl. At least, that's what she often told herself.
"Eugh, why are you blushing like a weirdo? And what exactly were you so entranced with?" Katrin said as she suddenly reached for the picture in Rose's hand. Rose was too stunned by Katrin's presence to react in time, so Katrin was able to quickly snatch the photo from her hand. It took a second for Rose to realize what had just happened, but by the time she did Katrin was already unfolding the evidence.
"Aaah! G-Give that back! It's private!" Rose panicked.
Katrin gave the unfolded picture a good look, then let a malevolent smirk creep across her face. "Hmmm... Now, why exactly were you paying so much attention to this picture?" Katrin was more than willing to torment the newest member of the office space, being the type of woman who never really got over her mean-girl phase from high school.
"Ah, um, th-that's just, just my, ah, ummmm..." Rose completely floundered, far too flustered to formulate any meaningful comeback.
"Ahaha, I knew it!" Katrin burst out in mocking merriment, "You get off to this sort of thing! Bwahahaha, that is just too rich!"
Rose's face burned even hotter at being laughed at. Averting her eyes, she brought one hand to her mouth and squeezed the other between her thighs as she squirmed in place. "I-I-I-I..."
Katrin refused to relent. "Oh, I do wonder which one you fantasize about being. Do you want to be even more of a skinny little noodle than you already are? Or do you want to be crushed between Angela's tits? Oh, I know, I bet you want to be a worthless, crumpled up poster of your former self!" Katrin had gotten quite involved with her mocking tirade, and before she knew it she had leaned her face in so close to Rose's that they were nearly touching. Katrin then realized that she may have been enjoying this a little too much and stepped back.
"Ahem." Katrin cleared her throat, bringing her back to her more professional demeanor while snapping Rose out of whatever fantasy their close proximity had caused. "Believe it or not, I didn't come over here just to put you in your place. We need you to fix the new laminator."
"H-Huh? Why do you need me to fix it?" Rose timidly asked, eager to change the subject away from the embarrassing picture.
"Because you're the only one here dorky enough to read the instruction manual for it," Katrin replied condescendingly.
"B-But every employee was supposed to-"
"Just come on, I don't have all day," interrupted Katrin, already walking toward the side room of the office where they kept the malfunctioning machine. Rose got up, checked to see that she hadn't inadvertently stained her outfit, then followed.
Waiting for Katrin and Rose in the side room was Mary, a fellow employee at the office. Her long black hair and straight bangs complimented her clean cute office outfit perfectly, and, as usual, she was rapidly tapping away at her phone when they arrived.
"I thought you were trying to fix this stupid thing," Katrin said to Mary, clearly sick of dealing with this problem.
"I was trying to look up the manual online, but couldn't find anything," responded Mary. Rose nervously looked over her shoulder and noticed that Mary was just browsing Instagram, but she didn't feel the need to bring that up to Katrin.
Katrin just rolled her eyes and glared at the laminator. "Ugh, I hate this crap. Ever since we got bought out by Fondre Corp. we've been having to deal with all this crappy office equipment. Why'd they have to replace the old stuff anyway?"
"Yeah, totally." Mary had clearly reentered the realm of her social media accounts and was no longer paying attention.
"Hmph," hmphed Katrin, clearly annoyed at being ignored. She turned her attention to Rose, who was just awkwardly standing next to her. "Well?" Katrin asked, "Aren't you going to fix it?"
Rose snapped to attention. "Oh, o-of course!" Rose approached the misbehaving machine. There wasn't much to the machine other than the thin slot to put paper through and some extra bulk to contain the mechanism that coated the paper in plastic. What made this laminator stand out from what one might typically find in an office was that this laminator was a few feet wide.
"Ugh, why do we even need this giant thing?" Katrin commented as Rose inspected the laminator, "It's not like we work with movie posters or anything."
"Heh, yeah..." Rose awkwardly commented. Katrin shrugged and tried to start up a conversation with the distracted Mary. In the meantime, Rose began working on the laminator. Rose had gone over the instruction manual for the machine a few times when they first got it, making sure she knew all the operating procedures for it before she operated it. After all, it was an employee's responsibility to know how to operate all the office equipment.
After a few minutes of tinkering, Rose finished the repairs and got the machine working again. She pressed the laminator's start button to check that all was well, and sure enough it hummed to life. Rose smiled to herself, then quickly turned around to walk away. However, when she took a step, she felt a tug on her skirt. It seemed that the edge of her skirt had been caught in the maw of the laminator, and was slowly getting pulled into it. Rose tugged at her skirt a few times, but was too afraid of ripping it to pull very hard. It was only a few seconds before the edge of the machine was touching her butt.
"Uhm, ah, g-guys?" Rose squeaked awkwardly. She apparently hadn't spoken loud enough, because Katrin continued her conversation with Mary like she hadn't heard anything. Rose was about to try speaking up again, but was interrupted when she felt her cheeks being pinched. She looked behind her once again to see a startling sight: the laminator was not impeded in the slightest by her body, and was gradually squeezing Rose's rear into the thin gap of the machine. Rose simply watched it in bewilderment for a few seconds, expecting her booty to stop getting pulled in, but that point never arrived. Before she knew it, the slight pinching sensation became a constant pressure applied to her ass. Not only this, but she could tell by the heat she felt that the laminator was definitely treating her like any old piece of paper.
"Uhhh..." Rose found herself conflicted. She didn't really want to be laminated... Did she? Wasn't this always what she wanted? But in the office, in front of all her coworkers...
Rose grunted as her feet were lifted from the ground. Rose was hardly able to decide which kind of cereal to have for breakfast each morning, so having to make a decision of whether or not to keep getting squished while under so much pressure was not an easy choice. However, the choice to let the laminator decide her fate was about to be much easier.
"Nn-aaaah!" Katrin and Mary both turned to look at Rose, who had just involuntarily cried out in pleasure. Rose blushed from embarrassment and stimulation as her pussy was slowly but surely feed into the small gap of the laminator, crushed to paper thinness, and sealed between two hot sheets of plastic. The only sexual experiences Rose had up to that point her life had been by herself and with only the simplest of toys, so having her most sensitive bits crushed to the thickness of paper was nearly enough to make her orgasm from the stimulation alone.
Katrin and Mary stared in stunned bewilderment for a few seconds, watching Rose squirm and bite her lip as she was flattened further. Rose's face was flushed with embarrassment, and she couldn't think of anything to say that would make the situation any less awkward. Mary broke the prolonged silence by quickly shifting her phone toward Rose and snapping a picture.
"...Did you seriously just take a picture of her?" Katrin glanced at Mary with confusion.
"Yeah. My followers will think it's hilarious," commented Mary.
"Nngghh!" Rose interrupted. Everything up to her breasts were now tightly packed between layers of plastic. Because of her butt-first entry, her legs past her calves were still 3D and her feet were twitching as the laminator continued. "C-Could you p-please no-ot- nnmf!" Rose was finding it hard to think straight, let alone speak in clear, uninterrupted sentences.
Mary had already posted the picture she took and was now dedicated to watching the likes go up, so it was up to Katrin to take care of Rose. She was not the best candidate for this job.
"Aww, what's the matter Rose?" Katrin sauntered up to her mostly flat coworker with a fake pout, "Is this not everything you hoped for and more?" Katrin moved her face close to Rose's, so much so that their noses almost touched.
"I- eh- it's- uh- hnnggg!" Rose's brain was practically short-circuiting from all that was happening. Adding the sensitivity of her squished boobs and Katrin's closeness was too much for her poor virgin brain to handle, and she just wound up stammering.
"You know, if you want me to stop it, you can just say something," Katrin cooed, her finger hovering over the power button, "But... I was really hoping to see you as a cute poster... and it's not like you get to do this every day, you know." It was obvious from the tone of her voice that Katrin was just saying these things to tease Rose, but Rose was too discombobulated to sense the insincerity. Rose just whimpered, as the laminator worked its magic on her neck and ankles.
"Oh Rose, you just look so adorable like that," Katrin got even closer than before, "Like I could just..." Katrin puckered her lips and slowly approached. Rose's flattened heart beat as fast as it could. The hottest girl in the office was about to kiss her. Rose panicked, not entirely sure how to move her mouth, puckering her lips slightly, anticipating the warm, soft touch of another woman's lips.
Katrin pulled away. "Just kidding," she said with an evil grin. Before Rose could even react her mouth was pulled into the laminator, her lips pressed in an unchanging kiss. "Wouldn't want me to get pulled in too, now would you," Katrin taunted as she quickly pulled Rose's heels off. Rose's eyes bore a look that was equal parts longing, pleading, and betrayal as the last of her face and feet were squeezed into the narrow gap and sealed away. Katrin couldn't help but to chuckle. She turned off the machine and went to the other side to gather up Rose.
Rose was flattened to at least paper thinness within the lamination, the tightness of it completely restricting any movements she tried to make. Her legs were both sticking upward, forming a "V" shape that had her torso in the middle. Her squished up face still bore the ready-to-kiss lips and wide eyes of the moments before the flattening finished. Her skirt was upturned to reveal a pair of soaked panties with little kitten faces on them.
Katrin held Rose up in front of her, taking in the view. "Well, well, well. Looks like the little office pervert got exactly what she wanted." Rose somehow blushed even more, but other than that couldn't react in any other way. Katrin continued, "Oh, did you think I didn't know? You only look at that silly little picture of yours all the time. Plus the fact that you want to know all the details whenever you hear the girls and I gossip about flattenings we've heard about. You know we made some of those stories up just to laugh at your reaction."
It was barely audible, but through the plastic Katrin could just barely make out a distressed squeaking sound. It was all the encouragement she needed to keep going. "Oh, and I know about your silly little crush on me. You haven't been nearly as subtle about it as you think you have. You really think I don't notice you staring at me every single time I pass by? Looks like the tables have turned now, though." Katrin started waving Rose back and forth, causing the entrapped girl to wobble around. "When you're all helpless like this, I can stare at you all I want, and there's nothing you can do about it. In fact, I'm going to enjoy staring at you so much that I think I should share that joy with the rest of the office. What do you think, huh?"
Rose managed to squeak out a few protests, but it really was all she could do in her current state. She felt more humiliated and turned on than she had ever been at any point in her life, experiencing both the extreme pleasure and the extreme embarrassment of being in such a helpless state.
"Hmm... Didn't hear you say no. I guess you're a pervert and an exhibitionist, huh? So that 'shyest girl ever' thing was just a routine... Or you just aren't able to respond and this is the most embarrassing moment of your life. Either way, I can't wait to show you off!" Katrin turned around to see that Mary had been filming the whole affair.
"...Really?" Katrin asked with a raised eyebrow.
It took a second for Marie to even realize she was being addressed. "Oh. Yup. Followers are gonna eat this up," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Well, you should at least get a close-up of the main attraction," Katrin said.
"Oh yeah, good idea," Marie agreed. Marie walked a few steps closer, eyes glued to her phone to make sure she was getting a perfect angle. Like a basketball player deftly juking her opponent, Katrin quickly stepped around the unsuspecting Marie and bumped her toward the laminator. With a startled yelp, Marie fell face first onto the opening of the laminator. Before Marie could pull back Katrin pressed the on button, and Marie felt her hair getting tugged inside.
"Wait! Lemme send the video fi-mmmph!" Marie kept squirming even though her head was already flattened in the laminator.
Katrin bore a smug grin as she watched Marie get slurped up by the greedy machine. "Make sure you send me that video... well, whenever someone comes around and fixes you."
Katrin turned away from Mary and focused on her current prey. Curling her fingers around the top of Rose's lamination, Katrin began to roughly roll Rose up into a scroll. Rose's body and the plastic put up a bit of resistance to the rolling, but they were no match for Katrin. Katrin could just barely hear some distressed moans as she rolled Rose's face into itself, but those were quickly muffled as she kept going. After a minute, Katrin had a nice, tightly rolled scroll of Rose in her hand that fit neatly into her hand. Rose felt the disorientation of her body curling into itself multiple times, and had completely lost track of what parts were touching what. It was like the bondage of being flattened and sealed had been cranked up to 12, and Rose couldn't say that she didn't enjoy it to some extent.
Katrin then left the room with Rose in tow. She casually took a stroll around the office, stopping by to chat with a few people with Rose in tow. If anyone asked her what the scrolled up thing in her hand was, she would just reply that it was "nothing important." Rose thought about trying to call out for help, but was too embarrassed about been seen like this to say anything. Following her visiting, Katrin made her way back to her own desk, where she often gossiped with a few other women who sat by her.
"Hey girls, you remember that girl who's been creeping on me?" Katrin asked the group as she entered the conversation. Rose's heart sank; not only did Katrin know about her crush, but she had told all her friends. Katrin then unfurled Rose and held her up for all the others to see, proudly displaying the helplessly flat nerd to all the other women.
"Bwaahahahaha! Is that really her?"
"Oh my god, that is too rich! Ahaha!"
One of the girls stroked Rose's covering with her finger, causing the plastic to squeak. "Pffft, she actually got laminated!"
"Ooh, that look is perfect for you Rose!" mocked one of the girls, "So sleek and shiny!" She also brushed her hand along Rose's body. Rose only felt the phantom of her touch through the plastic, but the heat and slight pressure was enough to set off her overly-sensitive, flattened body.
"Heh, I knew some people had weird kinks, but don't you think this is going to far, Rose? How did you even end up like that anyway?" one of them teased.
Katrin idly waved Rose back and forth, adding disorientation to Rose's crushing humiliation. "Little Miss Rose here fell butt-first into the old laminator in the back. Poor little thing can't even speak like that. Isn't that right, Rosey-poo?" Katrin turned Rose slightly toward her, getting right up in Rose's grill. Katrin was satisfied that she could feel the warmth from Rose's burning-red face through the lamination. Rose made a pleading squeak, but this only seemed to entertain her captors more.
"I was wondering how she got like that! It must take a special kind of klutz to fall ass first like that!"
"I figured she was just spreading for you, Katrin! Ahaha!"
"Eewww, her panties are wet!" One of the women pointed out the one thing that Rose hoped they wouldn't noticed. It was only a small stain, but with all the stimulation there was no way that Rose could have held back from letting a bit of her juices leak out. The constant pressure on her womanhood and the overwhelming humiliation were just too much for her sexually repressed brain, and in the back of her mind she realized that this sort of scenario is what she had been fantasizing about for months.
Katrin turned Rose around to get a look at her exposed panties. "Oh yes, this is her fantasy. She just looooves being flat," Katrin cooed, "Just a useless little poster, so helpless and pathetic. And she absolutely adores the fact that I'm the one who has her. Yes, I have complete control over her, she's my possession, and I'm going to have so much fun playing with her and-"
"Uhh, playing with her?" interjected one of the women.
Katrin froze with a dumbfounded expression on her face for a second before regaining her composure. "Uh, well-"
"Yeah Katrin you seem... really into this," another woman chimed in.
"Hey! I have an idea!" Katrin blurted out in an ass-covering way, "Let's hang her up on the bulletin board so everyone can see the little pervert!"
Rose, who's stain had grown from Katrin's earlier tirade, let out a muffled moan halfway between ecstasy and dread. It was all the encouragement Katrin needed to go through with the plan, and the other women soon agreed too. It wasn't long until the group had thumb-tacked Rose to the board where all the office announcements went. After making sure their poster was properly displayed, Katrin took a nearby sharpie and wrote "Touch Me" across Rose's chest, despite Rose's muffled protests. The group then sneaked away before Angela noticed that they did it.
Rose looked around the office from her perch, since it was really the only thing she could do. She saw a range of emotions from the coworkers who noticed her; some openly laughed at her plight, some seemed slightly concerned, but not enough to help, and some seemed to not even recognize her. Rose was forced to endure the embarrassment as people stared at her between whatever work they were doing.
Eventually, two coworkers who normally sat fairly close to Rose walked by. Jaclyn and Johanna were casually chatting with each other as they walked. Jaclyn noticed Rose as they passed by the announcement board.
"Huh, did someone print out a poster of that cute shy girl who works in the corner? Seems like kind of a mean prank," Jaclyn commented.
Johanna looked the laminated girl up and down. "Um... I think that's actually her, but, like, flattened."
"Ooooh." Jaclyn blushed, then said under her breath, "You don't think she heard me call her cute, do you?"
"I dunno, but we should probably tell Angela about thi-"
"Tell Angela what?" came a commanding voice from behind them.
Jaclyn and Johanna both turned around to see a disappointed Angela carrying a large, rolled up sheet of something.
Angela looked at the bulletin board and sighed, "Really? How hard is it to not get laminated? That's the second one today." Angela unfurled the sheet in her hands to reveal a surprised-looking and rather flat Marie sealed within plastic.
"Damn, we really gotta get that laminator fixed," Johanna commented.
Angela examined Mary for a moment, then turned to Johanna and Jaclyn, "I thought I told Katrin to do that. Either way, I'm leaving it up to you two to get them fixed."
"Aw, c'mon, we're already swamped with work!" whined Jaclyn.
"Hmm, we do have our hands full here..." Angela thought aloud. She gave Mary another look, then tacked the helpless Mary up on the board next to Rose. Angela finished posting Mary looked them up and down. "Eh. They'll still be here when you're finished. Just fix them whenever you get the chance." Giving a shrug, Angela nonchalantly walked back to her office.
"She has a point," Johanna remarked, "We gotta pick up the slack of whoever never sent us those sorted spreadsheets." With that, Johanna also left to her desk.
"Yeah..." Johanna absent-mindedly added. Johanna's gaze lingered on Rose's face. The two made eye contact for a brief moment, but Rose quickly shifted her eyes as much as possible to the side. Johanna smiled and stared for a couple more seconds, then left to finish her work.