3:38 PM.
Katrin's eyes glanced back to the spreadsheet she was working on. Why? Why was it still this early in the day? Couldn't anything happen? Some sort of new task? Someone stopping to talk to her? An office fire? She glanced at the time again after what must have been ten minutes of wondering.
3:39 PM.
A sigh escaped her lips that resembled the sound made by an ancient mummy's decrepit jaw dropping open. She just needed any excuse to do anything different. It was then that her computer pinged, signifying that she had received a Bliscord message from one of her coworkers. Rose, to be specific. It read:
"N-nyaaa~! *squirms and flops my flattened body* P-Pwease don't woll me ovew a-again~! I p-pwomise I'll be a good p-poster from now on~! *my flat face looks up at you with pleading eyes*"
Katrin stared blankly at the message. Her eyes narrowed. Her mouth opened, then closed again.
Suddenly, a high pitched shriek of terror came from across the office. By the time Katrin had noticed Rose was typing another message, a flurry of new message pings had already begun:
AAAAA
NO
WRONG
WROGN PERSONS
WORNG PEROSN
WRONG PERSON
DON'T LOOK
A
AD
F
LK
KLN
DON'T LOOK
DON'T SCROLL UP
Katrin watched the initial message lazily float to the top of the window and out of sight. She began typing her own message.
if you right click you can delete a message
After a brief pause, Katrin watched the messages rapidly disappear one by one. She then saw Rose send one last message:
Haha, sorry about all the spam! Hope I didn't bother you or anything! I just sent it to the wrong person, haha. Don't me mind!
*don't mind me!
Katrin sighed to herself. She knew what she had to do.
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"Thanks again for helping me out, Rosie! You know how we aren't supposed to check out any equipment by ourselves and all," Katrin casually explained. She and Rose were walking along a catwalk in the middle of Fondre Corp.'s factory.
"Uh. Uh huh," Rose replied despondently. She was slightly shaking as she walked. Did Katrin see the messages? Surely they were deleted before she read them, right? Katrin would have teased her about it by now, surely. She always knew it was a dumb idea to roleplay with strangers on the internet during work, but she never thought it would backfire like this! How could she be so careless as to send the message to the wrong person!? And one of the worst people it could have been too! Rose bit one of her nails, taking Katrin's attitude as some sort of positive sign that maybe, just maybe, she didn't read the message.
Katrin suddenly stopped in front of one of the machines. The mouth of the machine was a metal chute, which led down into a mess of machinery that was obscured from sight.
"Well, here we are!" Katrin exclaimed, "Y'see, I actually needed someone small like you to check on this bit of machinery, so if you could just hop on in, that would be great." Katrin indicated to the 'entrance' of the machine.
"S-So you're saying I need to climb in... in there?" Rose's voice wavered with unwanted doubt.
"Yup. Right in that little hole," Katrin responded.
"B-But isn't that where the Fondre Brand Hand Lotion goes in to get bottled and packaged? S-Shouldn't there be, like, a maintenance... thingy? To go in?"
"Nope. Just climb in," Katrin replied, clearly trying to get to the point, "Go on, just skooch your butt in there." Katrin bumped her hips into Rose's, putting a little too much oomph into it and sending Rose stumbling towards the open chute. This was enough to send the wildly uncoordinated Rose tripping and tumbling headfirst into the nearly person-sized maw of the mechanism. It was, however, only nearly human-sized. Rose's torso slipped in during the initial tumble, but her hips proved too wide for the opening.
"Ah! Ah! Omigosh! Ahhh!" Rose cried out as blood rushed to her head. It took her a moment to realize that despite being upside-down, she wasn't falling, and then another moment to realize that her butt had gotten stuck in the machine. She wanted to squirm around in the cramped darkness of the factory equipment, but she wasn't sure if she was more scared of being trapped or falling into who knows what.
"Ummm, K-Katrin?! I-I-I think I'm stuck!" Rose pleaded from within. Her legs weakly kicked around to get Katrin's attention as though the other woman hadn't been the one to get her into this in the first place. Katrin watched the flailing legs in amusement, noting that Rose's skirt had flipped upside-down to reveal a pair of pink panties with little kitty faces on them.
Dripping with fake sincerity, Katrin responded, "Oh dear Rose, so terribly sorry! Let's see if we can get you out!" Like an owl clutching its prey, Katrin raised her hands then brought them down on Rose's exposed butt, grabbing two big handfuls. A loud yelp followed, accompanied by the trapped girl's legs seizing up in surprise.
"Now let's just see if we can't push you through..." Katrin mused. What followed was less pushing and more groping as Rose's hesitant whimpers gradually turned to involuntary lustful moans. "God, this girl really is hopelessly horny..." Katrin thought to herself. She continued to knead, noticing how the ample ass seemed to get squishier and more pliable as the moans from below got more excited. She had to admit, it was pretty entertaining.
However, like a cat who suddenly decides to bite its owner when playtime is over, Katrin decided she had enough fondling for the time being. She lifted her body up, then pushed down with all her might. With a cartoonish pop, the rest of Rose vanished down the chute, followed shortly by a bang and an "Ack!"
"Oopsie, sorry Rose! Guess I don't know my own strength! Here, let me get you out!" Katrin called down into the machinery. Without even waiting for a reply, she walked to the control panel and turned it on.
Rose rubbed her head to get her bearings as much as she could. Then she felt the machinery jerk to life as the sounds of automation came on around her. "K-Katrin! I-I don't think i-it's a good idea to t-turn it on when I'm in here!"
"What was that dear? I couldn't hear you over me turning it on while you're in there," Katrin replied. Katrin watched as a robotic arm placed a clear, plastic bottle onto a conveyor belt. That conveyor belt then brought the bottle to right below where Rose was trapped. The part of the machinery that Rose was in then lowered, attaching its nozzle-shaped bottom to the top of the bottle. Katrin smirked as the next part of the process was set up; a large rectangular block, exactly the dimensions of the chute that Rose had fallen into, slid in from above and lined itself up perfectly with the hole that Rose's hips were too wide for.
"H-Hey Katrin?! Isn't this the part where-"
WHAM!
Like a square peg going into a square hole, the two piece of machinery perfectly slammed together in the kind of catastrophic metallic clang that you only really hear in a factory. The noise drowned out the much more subtle sound of a body being forcefully squished into a tiny little container meant to hold an amount of liquid that could fit on store shelves.
Katrin hummed to herself as she shut off the manufacturing line. She happily strutted down to the conveyor belt, where a bottle absolutely filled to the brim with a fleshtone substance awaited her. She roughly lifted the bottle up to her face to get a closer look, not caring if she jostled its contents around a bit.
As Katrin had hoped, Rose's face wound up pressed against the inside of the bottle. Much of the view was taken up by one of Rose's squished cheeks, which pushed her mouth to the side in what must have been an uncomfortable expression. Somehow, one of her boobs had wound up pressing into her face, compressing it even more, while a 180 degree turn of the bottle revealed that her legs covered most of the other half of its surface area.
"Hmmmm..." Rose groaned from within the cramped confines of the bottle, clearly still dazed from the whole ordeal.
"I did say I'd get you out of that machine, didn't I?" Katrin teased her compressed companion, "Though I suppose you're less free than before, hmm?"
Rose's eyes went from dizzily looking around to focusing as she got more used to her body's new configuration. It was so, so tight, and restricting, and cramped, and yet...
Bringing herself back into the reality of the situation, Rose's eyes focused back on Katrin's face. "Mm-mmm mmm?" She vaguely pleaded toward Katrin, who seemed even larger and more imposing than before from within the bottle.
"I know, it must be terribly compact in there!" Katrin once again thinly feigned concern, "Why, it looks so tight that I bet you can hardly move! Why don't you show me just how much you can wriggle around in there?" Katrin held the bottle up by just the rim of its opening.
The ever-obedient Rose obeyed Katrin, squirming as much as she could. Her container just barely wiggled in Katrin's grasp, and she could tell. And yet, despite the minuscule effect on the outside, this squirming was having quite an effect on how she was feeling inside. Without much space in her container, every movement created a lot of friction, and it was just the kind of friction her dirty mind needed.
"Oh, now that is just pathetic," cooed Katrin, "Really, you look pitiful in there. But maybe, just maybe, if you wriggle really, really hard you can squirm out of there! Why don't you try for me?"
Despite realizing that Katrin was probably just teasing her, Rose couldn't help but to continue. She had already started getting off, and now her body was in autopilot, the very slight grind of her compressed hips subconsciously continuing even if she willed herself to stop. A slave to her own desires, she let out an unintentional whimper, wanting more despite being so restricted.
"Hmmph. Surely you can try harder than that?" Katrin teased, her lip curling upward to betray her intentions.
On top of the increasing temperature from her own body heat, the inside of the bottle got hotter from Rose's embarrassment. She couldn't help but feel pathetic dangling in Katrin's grasp. The obvious teasing certainly didn't help matters. Trying with all her might, Rose wriggled as hard as she could in an effort to slip out of Katrin's grasp and break herself out, but she only barely moved more than the last few attempts at motion. She let out a long squeak of exertion that slowly faded to nothing as she wore herself out from the effort.
Katrin feigned concern, and tilted her head as she spoke again, "Oh, poor thing, you really are stuck! If I weren't here you'd probably just be trapped forever, huh?" Katrin allowed her captive to moan a response before continuing, "Don't worry sweetie, I know the perfect way to get you out!"
Katrin took a firmer grip on the neck of Rose's bottle and started walking to another section of the factory. Her arms casually swung back and forth as she walked, which provided enough motion for Rose to become completely disoriented. Unable to tell where they were going, Rose could only give in to the constant friction, practically begging for the slight rubbing of her most sensitive parts to satisfy her more. Before much longer, Rose's bumpy ride stopped. She barely got her bearings again before realizing that she was being placed onto some kind of rack in a big box. Rose only had a second to look around before noticing Katrin waving goodbye at her and flipping a door at the front of the box closed.
Rose tried to call out in the darkness of the box, however, it wasn't dark for long. A series of tubes soon began to light the inside of the box with a red glow. After a moment, the concern set in as Rose realized what she was in. Katrin pressed a few buttons on top of the oven she had just placed Rose inside of. Satisfied with the settings, she left Rose to feel the heat while she finished up the rest of her tasks for the day.
About an hour later, Katrin returned to the oven. Donning a heat-proof glove, she turned the power off and opened the door. Inside the oven was a bottle of a bubbling, cream colored liquid.
"Oh dear," Katrin said to the heated goop, "I guess you just couldn't handle the heat! Here I thought it would only soften you up a little bit, but it's completely ruined you!"
Rose could only burble in response. She wouldn't have had much else to say anyway. Her mind had melted into the same uniform mixture that the rest of her body had, drowning her whole being into a compact yet flowing haze of sensation. Every part of her felt like every other part as the intense heat caused her to bubble and ripple without any outside input. The already quite steamy inside of the bottle had grown much more so, and Rose was hardly able to process it all.
Katrin took a few moments to watch the thick mixture cool off like it was the world's horniest lava lamp. As the steam gently wisping off the bottle subsided, she lifted the bottle once again.
"Hmmm... Yep, you are completely ruined," Katrin never relented in her merciless teasing of the helpless goo, "Afraid you aren't really of much use as a person anymore. In fact, you sort of look like the lotion that's supposed to go into that bottle anyway..."
As Rose cooled, she began to regain her senses, at least to the degree that she could understand Katrin's teasing. As Katrin's voice made tiny ripples through her body and her thoughts, Rose was almost instantaneously brought to the edge of climax. Being treated like an object, being told her use, the feeling of being completely at the mercy of someone so hot... Rose's body shook on its own, regardless of the outside movement. She was so close to that magic moment-
"...Maybe I should just rub you all over my body, like how a good bottle of lotion should be used."
The cream-colored liquid appeared to contract and writhe completely on its own within the bottle. Katrin smiled.
"Now, I don't speak liquid, but I think you're happy with your new purpose," Katrin's voice got a bit lower at the end of her sentence to emphasize the point. "And who knows, I might even restore you to use you again if you feel good enough."
The bottle rhythmically twitched in Katrin's grasp. She shook it a few times in response.
"I think I'll enjoy using you up over the next few days."
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3:38 PM.
Katrin's eyes blurred from yet another day of staring at spreadsheets. Leaning back in her office chair, she took a deep breath. After a moment, she looked to the left, then the right, then down to her purse. From it, she pulled out a clear bottle full of a thick, viscous liquid. She undid the bottle cap, put a small dab of the stuff on the palm of her hand, and then started rubbing it on her exposed chest.
Sensuality exploded across her chest. She slowly drug her hand up her exposed neck, spreading the love as she spread the 'lotion.' As she got to her face, she breathed a heavy sigh. Brushing it across her cheeks felt like someone holding her face, across her lips felt like a gentle kiss. As she rubbed the liquid into her skin, she had to wonder if this felt even a fraction as good to her as it did to Rose. Katrin could only imagine how it must feel to be so completely engulfed in another woman, to be gently but oh so firmly pressed into her skin, and to be used by her in such a sensual matter.
"You're absolutely loving this, aren't you?" she softly purred, "You don't have to answer; I can tell." Katrin felt a shiver across her skin when she spoke. With a satisfied smirk, she resealed the bottle and put it back in her purse. Unlike some people, she didn't want to get too worked up at work.