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JEFF GETS FLATTENED by Throne
Sean and Jeff were roommates. Everything went smoothly between them
because the former worked days and the latter did night shifts. But
then, one weekend when they were both there, Sean noticed his friend
intensely browsing a website called Bimbtech. He didn't know what it
was so, on Monday evening when Jeff was back at his job, Sean did a web
search for that odd name. He discovered that it was a company that
offered very specialized products. They combined magic and technology
to offer devices that made bizarre transformations possible.
Transformations of... people.
Jeff had been having some difficulties in his relations with girls. And
he did have a vindictive streak. Could it be that he was planning to
use something from Bimbtech on one of his dates? Sean certainly hoped
not, but he decided to keep an eye on the situation, just to be careful.
After all, he didn't want to get in trouble himself for something that
his roommate might do.
A few days later, Jeff started to act especially distracted. When Sean
questioned him, making sure to keep his tone concerned rather than
alarmed, Jeff revealed what was going on, or at least part of it.
He said, "It's nothing important. I just ordered something from this
company and, um, I figured they'd deliver it during the day, while
you're at work. I mean, while I'm home. You know... sleeping. And..."
He was getting a bit flustered, obviously not wanting to say too much.
"It's just that I've noticed some of those delivery companies are still
on the streets after dark. So, um..."
"So you want me to accept the package if I'm the only one here when it
arrives?"
"Well, yeah, but..." He hesitated. "It's supposed to be here next
Tuesday. So if you could, you know, try to get home from work right
away and not go out or anything..."
Not wanting to let his friend know that he had any suspicions, Sean
simply said, "No problem. That's a good TV night for me anyway."
"Great." Jeff was noticeably relieved. "I appreciate that."
Sean didn't appreciate that HE was obviously being lied to. Or at least
not told everything that was involved. So when Jeff wasn't there, Sean
took a closer look at Bimbtech's site. He was amazed to see some of the
products they offered. There were ones that supposedly could turn a
person into an action figure, and others that would transform them into
a plush toy. The people could continue to look like themselves in their
new forms, or if the device was programmed to change them, they could
come out looking like a super hero or a cartoon animal. All sorts of
disclaimers were included but it still seemed dangerous.
The box arrived right on time and, as Jeff had feared, got there when
Sean was the only one home. So Sean accepted it, signing the slip
offered to him by a harried driver, who was in too much of a rush to be
concerned about what he was dropping off. The package was about four
feet square, less than a foot deep, and not too heavy for its size. He
carefully took it up the steps and placed it inside their door. Mission
accomplished. He continued to wonder about who Jeff intended to use his
new plaything on.
The next morning, when Sean woke up, Jeff was there. He said that he
had gotten home from work and, instead of going to bed, unpacked his
purchase and got it ready to use. In fact, he went on, he wanted Sean
to witness its first job. Jeff was twitchy and it was obvious he was
trying to hide something. Sean got a bad feeling that his roommate
intended to use the Bimbtech machine on him. Sean had no desire to be
transformed in any way, but he decided to act nonchalant and deal with
matters as they developed. After all, maybe Jeff was perfectly
innocent.
As Sean was getting ready to go to work, Jeff called him into his room.
There was the Bimbtech machine. It looked like an oversized computer
printer, flat but with a raised area at one end. Though it was
obviously a piece of technological equipment, there were also magical
symbols embossed on its surface. The name printed on it was BIMBTECH
BIMBO FLATTENER. A chill ran up Sean's spine. Jeff gave him a lopsided
smile.
"I just need you to help me a little bit," Jeff explained. He opened
the top of the device. "Just put your hands on the screen there, would
you, buddy?"
Stalling for time, Sean said, "How do you mean? Could you show me?"
A dark look crossed Jeff's features but he quickly replaced it with a
relaxed expression. Moving deliberately, Jeff placed his hands on the
flat screen and looked back over his shoulder. He said, "See? It's
simple. All you have to do is..."
Suddenly the lights on the front of the machine were blinking. It
hummed softly and the screen began to glow. Sean was startled and
backed away. The light got brighter and, afraid of being affected by
whatever mix of science and sorcery was at work, he retreated out the
door and then closed it partway. Through the opening he witnessed
Jeff's figure shimmering and then being sucked into the device. The lid
snapped down. Sean slammed the door. From under the door came even
brighter illumination. It went from clear to rainbow hued, the colors
coruscating over the floor. Sean stood there with his mouth agape,
barely believing what he was seeing. From the other side of the door,
Jeff shouted. Once. And then was heard no more. The bright light
faded and was gone.
Cautiously, Sean put his hand on the door knob. It wasn't hot or
anything, so he slowly turned it and then eased the door open an inch at
a time. Jeff was gone. Sean stood there, stunned. Suddenly the
machine began to hum. He backed away from it but, instead of repeating
its recent impressive performance, it began to turn internal rollers and
then to feed out a large sheet of paper. He took it gingerly by its
edges and turned it over. What he held was a poster showing a sexy
hentai girl. She had long hair that was shockingly pink. Her oversized
eyes looked at him from behind large glasses. She had a tiny nose and
small but full-lipped mouth. The red blouse she wore had burst open and
her super-sized boobs were half exposed. Similarly, her tiny skirt was
parted in the front, allowing a peek at her most intimate region. She
had long shapely legs which were encased in fishnet stockings. On her
feet were lustrous pink shoes. Her pose reflected the startled look on
her face, with arms thrown up and knees angled inward.
Sean held it up, unable to deny how stimulating the image was. She was
definitely a bimbo, with the emphasis on brainlessness. At the same
time, he somehow understood that he was looking at Jeff, who the device
had simultaneously flattened and transformed. He also knew that Jeff
was aware and was looking back at him. Moving mechanically, Sean went
to the bulletin board and extracted four push pins. He held the poster
against the wall and fastened it at the top and then the bottom. Even
though he knew Jeff could see him, Sean couldn't help ogling the image
lustfully. How much shame and embarrassment must Jeff be feeling, to be
put on display like that. Being flattened and made over into an empty-
headed ditz was bad enough, but being stared at by a horny guy had to be
even worse. In spite of himself, Sean snickered at his roomie's new
self.
After all, Sean reminded himself, this was what Jeff had intended for
either some girl or maybe even Sean. He shook his head at Jeff and made
a tsk-tsk sound with his tongue. Then he went right back to leering.
All at once he was struck by a brainstorm. He went to the living room
and took down the mirror that hung there. Bringing to Jeff's room, he
went to a set of three small shelves that hung opposite the poster.
Sean removed the action figures that were there, the best ones in Jeff's
collection.
He grinned at the poster and said, "I'm sure you won't mind if I take
these for myself. After all, in your current state you have no use for
them, Jeff." He paused and thought for a moment, then went on, "And
I'll have to stop calling you by your old name. I mean, with those
humongous boobs and that feather-brained look you should be called
something like... Jinn." He chuckled at his cleverness.
Then he went back to work, hanging the mirror on the nail that had
formerly held the shelves. Though Jeff/Jinn had no way to react, Sean
felt a ripple in the psychic ether between them. Yes, his old roommate
was upset to see his new self. And so long as Sean left the mirror
where it was, Jeff would have to see himself that way constantly. How
he must be squirming -- at least mentally -- to be subjected to the
unchanging reminder of what his bad intentions and rush to use the
device had caused.
Sean lay back on the bed, with his head near the footboard, so he could
look up at Jeff's imprisoned helpless image. Sean smiled and nodded.
He said, "You know, Jinn, looking like that, you certainly could get a
guy aroused. And then the guy would have to do something to relieve all
the pressure that you caused, with your blatant sexiness and invitingly
vulnerable expression. I mean, what else could a guy do if he was being
seduced by you, Jinn, and was all alone in the room, with nobody to see
how he let off pressure." He chuckled and locked eyes with the hentai
bimbo. Imagining how humiliated Jinn must be by this new development
only got Sean more involved.
******
The next morning, after sleeping in Jeff's room, Sean called his job and
asked if he could take a few personal days off. He was ahead on his
assignments, so they said it would be fine. He spent an hour admiring
Jinn, never tiring of running his eyes up and down her. He guessed the
magic had something to do with that. Then he got another surprise. A
second package arrived from Bimbtech. There was a letter attached,
which congratulated Jeff on being selected to receive a new piece of
equipment for free. They only asked that he test it and report back
with his thoughts and any suggestions he might have. Sean eagerly
opened the box and found that it was a unit that could be hooked to his
computer. There was a code on the flattener which he used on the
Bimbtech website, so they could remotely link him to any subjects he
flattened... and put them on his computer screen.
Sean chortled as he prepared everything. He felt like a mad scientist
in a cheap movie. But when he activated the program, he was startled to
see an image of Jinn appear on his screen. She was frozen there, but as
he had the day before, Sean knew she could perceive everything that was
going on before her. He greeted his little captive and rotated her in a
full circle, just to demonstrate his power. Then he pulled up a menu of
options. He selected one and hit it. All at once her breasts, already
generously large, began to swell even more, until they were the size of
watermelons. Then he selected another option, one that allowed Jinn to
speak.
"Please," a high voice said pleadingly. "What are you doing to me?"
She was still feeling the shock of being flattened and transformed into
an empty-headed hentai fantasy girl.
Sean loved that his former roommate was denied even the chance to sound
like a guy. He said, "Well, Jinn. I'm just doing what you were
planning for someone else. Now why don't you tell me who that someone
was going to be. You wanted me to put my hands on the screen, so I'm
guessing I was your target."
"Well," the bimbo said, with her arms under those absurdly big hooters
to support them. "You were just going to be a test subject. You know,
to see if the device worked."
"I see. So that means I can use you as MY test subject. I can see that
the first device worked, so now I have to explore the possibilities of
the second device." When Jinn didn't understand, Sean had to detail the
second delivery, what it was, and how much fun he expected to have with
its many opportunities. "And I'm guessing I'll be giving Bimbtech a
glowing report about it. Under your name. Or rather, under your old
name. Now you're called Jinn."
"You can't do that," Jinn protested, not sounding very threatening as a
hentai sex object.
Sean re-hit one of the options and her chest began to expand again. It
got so heavy that she toppled forward and hit the ground with a yelp.
Sean asked, "Do you really want to try to tell me what I can and can't
do, Jinn?" He hit another key and her bottom began to enlarge.
She struggled to her feet, straining to support her massive breasts and
dragged back by her now double-wide bottom. Her clothes had stretched
to keep up with those burgeoning dimensions, but that just made her
appear sexier. Her nipples jutted out obscenely. Those large eyes
expressed her upset at being further altered.
Jinn cried out, "All right. I'll do whatever you say. Just please,
make me back the way I was."
Her new master snickered, but did reverse what he had just done. Her
curves returned to their former state of being too big but not
ridiculously so. She tried to tug the front of her blouse together, and
to pull the hem of her short skirt down, but nothing worked. The
original program which she had selected, when she was still Jeff,
prevented that sort of modesty. Sean spent the next hour acquainting
himself with the versatility of the system. He started by changing
Jinn's hair color from pink to red to blue to orange to platinum, and
back to pink. No matter what the color she still looked like a total
airhead. Then he varied her hairstyles, with the same happy result.
The program made sure that no matter how he changed her she always
resembled a ditz. He did the same exercise with clothing and was
delighted to see just how slutty he could make her appear. Jinn, of
course, was shamed and angered, but remained utterly helpless. Sean
reminded her that he would be happy to give her those impossibly full
contours again, if she fussed too much.
Then he was ready to try an experiment. He programmed eagerly and put
her into a cropped top and micro-shorts. For good measure he placed a
phallic looking candy-on-a-stick in her hand. He liked the image and
enhanced it by painting her fingernails purple. Jinn had to walk
around, swinging her hips and sucking suggestively on the candy. When
she was at her self-mortifying best, he froze her and recorded the
image. Then me reanimated her and moved on to other, equally
unflattering set-ups. After he had a dozen of them, he called them up
one by one. He left each one on for a quarter hour while he savored it,
knowing that she was suffering from high-level shame. Then he left her
on the final selection -- on her back with her legs up in the air, her
pouting pussy lips on display -- and gave her back the ability to
address him.
Caught in that horribly shameful posture, Jinn wailed at him to let her
move. He only laughed and told her that he really liked her that way.
Then he froze her again for a full half hour. When he let her speak the
next time, she was more subdued. He had made it plain that he could
call up any one of the scenes he had created and, when he locked it, she
was stuck. It was the same as when she had been a poster, flattened to
the dimensions of a piece of paper, except that now she was made over
into the thinness of a computer image, but still able to see and hear
what was going on around her. She was forced to apologize to Sean for
letting herself get upset and to agree to behave. He knew she would
still be seething inside, be disgraced beyond belief. But what could
she do? He left her in that most embarrassing posture, legs apart,
essentials shown off, and cut off her power of speech again. Then he
angled the computer screen so it was facing the newly hung mirror. It
was worse than before for Jinn because now she wasn't just looking at
herself as a hentai bimbo, but as one who was helplessly exposed.
Could it get any worse for the former Jeff? It certainly could. Sean
made another two dozen lewd images of him and saved them with the
original set. Then he was ready to take his manipulations to another
level.
Jinn was horrified the next day, around lunchtime, to hear Sean
welcoming other guys into the apartment. There were three of them, who
he invited into Jeff's bedroom to see the new poster that hung there.
They were excited about the image of a hentai bubblehead, her blouse
unable to contain her bust, her skirt not properly covering her
intimates, and that perfect expression on her face. Of course, Jeff was
witnessing their every hungry gaze and hearing each rude comment. After
he'd had more that he could stand, Sean directed everyone to the
computer. He filled the screen with one of the later images of Jinn,
this time in a tiny bikini from which her generous assets threatened to
burst. The brief top showed off massive cleavage and plenty of side
boob, while her nipples were obviously pressing out against the thin
material. The bottom created an unmistakable camel toe. They all
admired it as Sean explained how he could produce endless similar pin-
ups. Jeff was aware of everything that was happening. He worried about
what Sean intended.
The guys began to clamor for a chance to work their own wishes on Jinn.
Sean feigned reluctance. Jeff hoped desperately that he wouldn't allow
them to do what they wanted. But of course he did. So three more busy
sets of hands spent the next few hours putting Jinn's computer self into
one naughty, or dirty, or downright pornographic pose after another.
They left her in an especially wicked one, holding one heavy breast up
to her mouth so she could suck her own nipple. Sean did something to
the program so that, when they left to go get lunch, Jeff could not only
see himself in the mirror, but feel the pressure of his lips on that
tender nubbin. He was stimulated but could do nothing about it. His
Jinn pussy throbbed with need. The frustration was maddening.
When they got back they were very excited. Jeff didn't like the sound
of that. It turned out that what they had decided to do was to make
likenesses of themselves and enter into scenarios with Jinn. The action
could be recorded as more single pictures, as well as being saved in
files and even put onto discs. Sean went first, creating an on-line
version of himself, which was, to Jinn's upset, anatomically correct.
With the other three guys cackling and urging him on, Sean put his
virtual self alongside Jinn and made her drop to her knees. Jeff wanted
to run away but that was not an option. Instead, he felt himself
opening his mouth to engulf Sean's rampant tool. Jeff/Jinn pleasured it
expertly. She used her hands and varied her techniques, while everyone
watched and Sean occasionally recorded a freeze frame that he could
imprison Jinn within.
The other guys got their turns, putting Jinn through scenes that would
have made a whore blush. Sean made sure that they saved plenty of those
intimate moments. Jeff lost count of how many they would have, each of
which he could be put into at a moment's notice and left inside for any
length of time. When they were done, Sean demonstrated exactly that by
selecting one in which Jinn had her mouth overstuffed with cock (were
the fellows giving themselves bigger endowments than they possessed in
real life?) and leaving it on the screen. Jeff was stuck like that and,
worse, could feel the physical sensations of that moment. Feel and
taste. And react to emotionally. But not respond to physically. He
was imbedded in the moment of joyously giving the perfect blowjob. And
that's where they left him while they went out to go and see the latest
superhero movie. As they were leaving, Sean mentioned that it was a
long movie and that they would be stopping for something to eat
afterwards. It sounded like he was saying it to the guys, but Jinn knew
it was meant for her ears.
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(Got plenty of inspiration for this story from
candystgcaps.blogspot.com, including the BIMBTECH name. Hope I didn't
stray too far from the themes that Candy enjoys. My use of the name
'Jinn' isn't taken from her use of the term 'djinn'. Just a
coincidence. Honest.)
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