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Shrunken - Printed Susi
At twenty-four, she’d done VR skinwalks, neuron-sync orgies, quantum tattoos that rearranged her flesh in sync with starlight. But nothing came close to Velin’s offer.
“They’ll look at you,” he whispered, lips brushing the shell of her ear, “and never be able to forget.”
The lab was a hollow of humming blue. The machine—a sleek, rectangular monolith—looked like a printer bred with a sarcophagus. Wires like veins pulsed across the floor.
"Shrink me," she sai...
2025-04-08 15:13:48 +0000 UTC View PostJane / Quick&Dirty flattening
Jane was elegance incarnate, drawn to the unveiling like a moth to the soft, deceptive glow of power. The demonstration hall thrummed beneath the feet of the elite, the rich and terrible bored with bloodsports, craving something cleaner, more aesthetic.
The WRX-9 stood gleaming beneath white halogens. A marvel of design: smooth as sin, silent as confession. The presenter smiled as Jane approached—curious, amused, playing at fearless.
“A volunteer?” he asked, ey...
2025-04-01 14:57:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe Showroom Press
The showroom gleamed with cold, metallic light, its edges sharp, sterile—like a dream hovering on the precipice of nightmare. Rows of cylindrical machines lined the floor, each a strange blend of engineering and exhibition, their purpose both beautiful and horrific.
Inside one of them, a woman stood, nude and waiting. Her skin gleamed under the neon tint, a subtle iridescence, as though she were crafted from something softer than flesh, something meant to be touched and admired.
"Gonna Squeeze Me Paper-Thin?"
She lowered herself, letting her soft cheeks press into the opening. The metal frame hugged her hips as she wiggled, settling in. Then—click. The rollers engaged.
Her breath hitched. A squeeze. A firm, steady pull.
The first thing she felt was warmth—unexpected, as the machine embraced her, pressing, stretching. Her round curves met the unforgiving steel, molding, spreading. The pressure built, teasing, relentless, until she could feel her shape begin to change.
She gasp...
2025-02-11 14:08:56 +0000 UTC View Post"Gonna Squeeze Me Paper-Thin?"
"You're really gonna do it, huh?" Her voice was playful, teasing, like she was daring me. She sat in the metal tray of the machine, her bare skin catching the cold industrial gleam, her blonde hair tousled like she just rolled out of bed—or out of a magazine spread.
She ran a hand through her hair, smirking. "You really wanna press me flat?"
The machine loomed behind her, a beast of polished steel, its heavy rollers primed, waiting. It was meant for fabric, posters, billboards...
2025-02-10 12:00:44 +0000 UTC View PostShowroom Wringer
The showroom gleamed with an unnatural perfection, its walls lined with frozen, flattened souls—preserved in glossy, paper-thin displays. They hung like living posters, stretched impossibly wide, their final expressions trapped in eerie silence. Some still had their eyes open, their lips parted as if caught mid-scream. Others were flattened so thoroughly that their human features were all but erased, their bodies transformed into smooth, decora...
2025-02-06 13:43:44 +0000 UTC View PostThe magic show
The theater was buzzing with excitement as Damien Steele stepped into the spotlight, his commanding presence drawing every eye in the room. He wore his signature black suit, accented with shimmering silver embroidery, and his emerald eyes twinkled with devilish intent. Behind him stood his assistant, Celeste, her figure silhouetted against the crimson curtains. Her sequined outfit sparkled under the stage lights, but there was an unease in her posture that even the audience could sense.
Steamroller accident
In a quiet industrial yard, the heavy rumble of a steamroller echoed through the air, the scent of heated asphalt rising like a sultry musk. At the heart of this surreal tableau stood Serena—a vision of voluptuous abandon. Her flawless olive-toned skin gleamed under the afternoon sun, untouched by shame or restraint, and her full breasts heaved as though daring gravity itself to pull them to the earth. Long, dark brunette hair tumbled over her shoulders in a cascade of wild curls, framing h...
2024-11-26 14:17:21 +0000 UTC View PostCUSTOM
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2024-11-22 10:14:37 +0000 UTC View Post
Ripped Desire: The Poster Girl's Final Test
The machine groaned, steel rollers grinding together as the transformation reached its grim conclusion. What emerged from the wringer was a flat, pliable poster that still bore traces of the woman she once was—a distorted, lifeless snapshot of her voluptuous body, stretched unnaturally and smoothed into a thin, rubbery sheet. Her face, pressed flat but eerily intact, stared outward with a blank expression. The frozen pout of her lips and the faint outline of her nipples betrayed a twisted m...
2024-11-20 14:08:54 +0000 UTC View Post
Final Cut: Shredding Her into Sleazy Strips
He grinned wickedly, reaching for the thick metal grid he'd prepared earlier—ironwork with slits and jagged edges perfect for his brutal intention. He set it down on the table, its gritty surface already stained from prior use, and held her flattened, paper-thin form over it. Her once lush and voluptuous body now hovered between his hands, delicate as parchment but still bearing every seductive curve, every detail of her shapely figure.
The grid was his canvas, and her, his frail medi...
2024-11-14 14:54:52 +0000 UTC View PostFlattened Bimbo *Free preview*
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2024-11-14 12:54:14 +0000 UTC View PostPressed and Possessed: The Wet Display of a Human Canvas
She dangled over the cold, metal pipe, her flattened, poster-thin form draped like a soaked towel, the heavy weight of fluids stretching the paper until it hung low, just barely managing to stay intact. The pipe cut across her shoulders, creasing her paper-flesh and forcing her arched back to bend ever so slightly, giving her displayed body an unnatural but tantalizing curve. Each inch of her glossy surface shone in the dim light, every dripping stain capturing the wickedness of her recent us...
2024-11-12 15:02:38 +0000 UTC View Post
CUMPRESSED
The factory was eerily silent as you walked in, every step echoing off cold, empty walls, broken only by the low, rhythmic hum of the wringer machine—a monstrous contraption of metal rollers and grinding gears. But it wasn’t just the machine that caught your eye. Between the gleaming rollers, stretched impossibly thin, lay her body—flattened, lifeless, transformed into something both grotesque and captivating. She was splayed out like a poster, every inch of her curves smeared against t...
2024-11-08 14:52:15 +0000 UTC View Post"Kidnapped, Flattened, and Cum-Soaked: The Complete Destruction of a Worthless Slut"
The last thing she remembered was stepping off the curb, phone in hand, when a rough grip yanked her from behind, hauling her into the back of a black van. Struggling only seemed to amuse them. They laughed, leering, fingers trailing possessively over her curves as they pinned her down. Soon enough, she found herself in a dimly lit factory, the smell of oil and steel lingering thick in the air, surrounded by machines she didn’t recognize. But one stood out—a towering, archaic wringer with...
2024-11-06 16:33:26 +0000 UTC View PostFlattened Bimbo
The factory's shadows seemed to stretch and twist, concealing years of disuse, dust, and broken dreams, but she wasn't alone in the musty, forgotten expanse. They’d dragged her inside without any regard, two men with hungry eyes and twisted grins, steering her past rows of rusted, looming machines, now merely husks of what they once were. She struggled, her pulse racing, but they each held an arm, stronger than she could have anticipated, no matter how she twisted or flinched.
"What's...
2024-11-01 12:55:07 +0000 UTC View PostPIKA AI ~ Crush + Squish
A bunch of first PIKA AI crush + squish tests for you.
Not a big fan of AI in general but of course useful for some squishing content :D
2024-10-22 09:09:50 +0000 UTC View Post
