Lindsey lay back on her bed, her naked body still slick with the sweat and stink of a full day’s work. Her legs were spread wide, and her right hand worked a dildo in and out of her dripping pussy furiously. Her left hand grabbed at her tit as if trying to rip it off. Her breath came in short gasps as she moaned loudly to the empty room. As Lindsey’s pleasure moans grew louder, her hand worked faster and faster, fucking herself with the toy at an ever-increasing speed. It wasn’t long before her moans turned into a scream as her body spasmed from head to toe, the powerful orgasm taking control of her muscles.
After finally coming down, Lindsey lay back with a sigh and a smile. Her right hand remained positioned over her still-pulsing pussy, the dildo left buried within her. She lay back for at least twenty minutes before sliding the toy out of herself. The toy had an odd pattern, looking like a folded-up face. An eye, part of a mouth, and nostril was visible in odd, seemingly random places over its surface.
“Hmmm, you always give me just what I need,” Lindsey said to the woman-shaped body pillow lying next to her. Except for the face, which appeared to be a doll mask sewn to it, the body pillow looked extremely realistically like a naked woman. And there was a good reason for that.
The doll was in fact a patron of the gym that Lindsey worked for. Some time ago, during a slow spell at the gym due to a nearby water main break, Addison Rae, a stunningly beautiful 20-year old woman ran afoul of Lindsey on a bad day. Because of the water break, the gym was empty and Lindsey was going to close up early. But then Addison came in and ruined that plan. Annoyed, Lindsey flattened her with a tennis court roller.
After a few other transformations, Lindsey used industrial-strength glue to add an inflatable toy air valve to the flattened woman’s asshole and gifted her to Oliver, a close friend of hers, as a realistic blow-up sex doll. After enjoying her for a while, Oliver Addison, and her and her face popped completely off, though she remained sentient and conscious of both her parts.
Oliver returned the damaged sex toy and Lindsey set to work on her. Stuffing Addison’s body with pillow fluff, she sewed a doll mask to her head to ‘fix’ the gaping hole, thus turning her into a body pillow. The discarded face ended up getting a different use. Lindsey had folded it down over a dildo, pressing and reshaping it until it fit over the toy like a too-tight condom. It was the same dildo that she had just finished using.
From that moment on, probably almost two months ago, Lindsey would sleep with the body pillow every night, and ‘relieve tension’ with the dildo after every shift at work. Her job at the gym was pretty demanding at times, so she would commonly work up a good sweat, and wasn’t exactly the most ‘fresh’ when using the Addison dildo. For Lindsey, it was quite the comfortable arrangement.
But for Addison it was something else entirely. When Lindsey slept with her, she tended to make Addison the little spoon. And invariably, Lindsey would end up playing idly with Addison’s nipples and crotch. So most of the night, Addison was being sexually stimulated. For some reason, in her flattened state, she was extra sensitive, so even the mindless, subtle teasing was enough to force more than one orgasm from her through the night. The alternative of being teased and denied orgasm wasn’t any better either. It also didn’t help that Lindsey tended to “store” the face-dildo inside Addison’s pussy. So she quite literally had her head up her own snatch most of the time.
This routine went on for some time, Addison being forced to deal with the sensations of being used and fondled for long periods and then left alone for just as long. Lindsey enjoyed torturing the poor girl for no reason other than jealousy over her flawless good looks and the slight annoyance of having to keep the gym open.
One night Lindsey was working alone in a quiet late shift, which put her at the front desk checking visitors in. Today it was even quieter than normal. A huge winter storm was in the forecast, so many people were playing it safe and staying home.
In a weird sense of deja vu, just as Lindsey was about to lock up and close early, she saw a woman approaching across the parking lot. She was on the shorter side, with straight hair down past her shoulders. Lindsey’s eye twitched, the gym’s policy of never refusing patrons during normal business hours tied her hands and she was forced to let her in.
Lindsey begrudgingly checked the five-foot-one brunette in, seeing that her name was Alicia. Lindsey watched with spite in her eyes as the bubbly woman went off to the locker room to get ready for her workout. Based on what time it currently was, Alicia, and by extension Lindsey, was probably going to be here until normal closing time, likely after the blizzard hit.
Bored, Lindsey pulled open a drawer to see if there was anything she could play around with. She smiled when she saw an extra inflatable toy valve and the industrial strength glue that she had used on Addison. Then she got an idea.
Just moments later, she was pulling the tennis court roller out of the storage closet and quietly moving it into position behind Alicia, who was laying on her stomach stretching in the yoga area. The confidence of having done this once before flowed through LIndsey as she pushed the roller forward hard. She caught Alicia’s feet underneath it and started to press the poor woman into the mat.
“Hey! What the hell…?” Alicia started to protest, but then, just like with Addison, the flattening process became comfortable, even pleasurable as the roller reached her waist.
Alicia stopped resisting, her body wracked with a confusing mix of pleasure and fear as she was flattened inch by inch. Once her head was pressed flat, Lindsey chuckled and casually returned the roller to the closet.
Lindsey walked back right past the flat woman, retrieving the valve and the glue from the drawer, locked the door and casually walked back over to her latest victim. It was a short matter to strip the woman of her workout clothes, stashing them in a nearby trash can. Returning to Alicia, Lindsey worked at spreading her ass cheeks open to expose her asshole. After a few minutes of poking and prodding, the flattened woman had reformed enough to press the glue-covered valve into her ass.
About twenty minutes later, the glue had set, and Lindsey used the gym’s air pump to inflate Alicia into what looked like a realistic sex doll. With the blizzard now raging outside, Lindsey sat behind the front desk and idly tossed Alicia into the air. As she fell, Lindsey bumped her back into the air like a child playing with a balloon.
Lindsey had functionally closed the gym already, but was waiting until the storm passed before trying to make it home. She knew no one would try to get here in this weather, so she was perfectly comfortable tossing around the naked Alicia doll.
Finally the storm died down and Lindsey packed up, locking the gym and taking her doll out to her car. Luckily she had a Jeep, so it would handle the snow well. As soon as they stepped outside, the freezing wind blew over them both. Lindsey, with her heavy jacket, wasn’t bothered at all, though a chill deeper than anything she had experienced before immediately ran through Alicia. Completely naked and with no real body mass to speak of anymore, she felt the cold so intensely that in a matter of seconds she was completely numb.
It wasn’t until Lindsey brought her into her home that Alicia started to feel somewhat normal. She warmed up just as quickly, sparing her the worst of the tingling sensation as feeling returned. Though Alicia had little time to process this as she was dumped onto the floor while Lindsey put her jacket, boots and purse away.
“Ah, that’s better,” Lindsey said, leaving Alicia wondering if she was addressing her or just thinking out loud. “Let’s introduce you to our roommate, shall we?” Lindsey scooped her up and walked into her bedroom, where the Addison pillow still sat on the bed.
“Addison, this is our new roommate, Alicia. Alicia, this is Addison,” Lindsey said with a smile as if everything was normal.
“Oh right, where are my manners,” Lindsey tossed Alicia onto the bed next to Addison. She walked over and reached down to Addison’s crotch, taking a hold of the face-dildo currently embedded in her pussy. She eased it out and held it in front of her with a smile. “I forgot you couldn’t see her like that!”
Alicia’s mind was racing as she tried to reconcile what was happening. It didn’t take her long to figure it out though. Since she had just been turned into a living inflatable doll, it would stand to reason that Addison had suffered the same treatment.
“Well, thanks to this one,” Lindsey nodded to Alicia. “I had a long day at work, so it’s time for my stress relief…”
Lindsey tossed the dildo onto the bed and stripped naked. While Addison was used to this and thought nothing of it, Alicia had never been with a woman like that, and was both terrified and mortified at watching her take off her clothes. Now naked, the sweating Lindsey lay down between the inflatable dolls and pressed Addison’s face steadily into her waiting pussy.
Once again Addison’s face was buried into her tormentor’s vagina. Like all other times before, she saw, smelled, and tasted her arousal as she was thrust in and out at a dizzying speed. Just like always, her world became a disorienting mess of movement, wet slapping sounds and a moist heat pressing in around her.
Alicia watched on his complete disbelief as she was forced to lay next to Lindsey as she fucked herself harder and faster with the dildo until she was screaming her pleasure to the room. As she normally did, Lindsey lay back with a smile, leaving Addison’s face buried inside her. While Addison hated the experience and hated being inside Lindsey, at least she knew that the uncomfortable experience was over, she just had to endure a few minutes of Lindsey’s pussy.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Lindsey rolled onto her side facing Alicia. While she spoke, she idly played with Alicia’s nipples, sending ripping pleasure through her. Alicia would have gasped at the sensation, her flattened state ramping up her skin’s sensitivity immensely.
“I’m glad you could join us,” Lindsey continued, running her hand all over Alicia’s body, setting her nerves on fire. If she had control over her body still, she would have been squirming under the pleasure. “I do love playing with Addison Rae over here, but I really could use some new blood.”
Lindsey’s hand slipped down and brushed Alicia’s clit, sending a shiver through her that nearly drove her to orgasm immediately. Alicia’s mind was spinning, hardly able to reconcile just how sensitive she was to this woman’s touch.
“You know, it was kind of rude of me to take all the pleasure for me and Addison,” Lindsey said, moaning as she slipped the face dildo from her crotch. Addison heaved an internal sigh, now that she was free. Sure that meant that she was likely going to be ‘stored’ in her own inflated pussy, but by now that wasn’t really so bad for her.
But when Lindsey started to move her toward the new girl, Addison started freaking out. What the hell was she doing, this wasn’t right! Of course Lindsey couldn’t hear her complaints, and likely would not have cared either way. Lindsey rubbed the tip of the dildo, aka the top of Addison’s head, against Alicia’s clit. Addison sighed, resigned to her fate of being degraded once again for someone else’s pleasure.
Alicia, on the other hand, felt her crotch exploding with pleasure. Just like her tits and nipples, her clit was massively more sensitive in its flattened and inflated state. As Addison rubbed the dildo up and down her slit, Alicia couldn’t help herself. The intense pleasure caused a powerful orgasm to rip through her body. It was weird feeling such a powerful orgasm without being able to move or make any kind of sound.
“How’s that little Alicia?” Lindsey was saying, though the inflated girl barely even heard her, she was so lost in the sensations. “But I can’t leave you with just that little tease…”
Alicia freaked out at her words. If she was considering that a tease, then Alicia was in for a wild ride. Sure enough Lindsey eased the toy slowly into her slit, subjecting Addison to another stint in darkness. Alicia’s body was again wracked with pleasure, almost causing another orgasm just from the stretch alone. But then Lindsey started fucking her with the toy, slowly at first. Were she still in her normal human form, Alicia would consider her pace to be almost foreplay, but with her heightened sensations, she was pushed to another orgasm, this one somehow stronger than the first. Spots started to form in her vision, the feeling was so intense.
Almost as if she did it on purpose, Lindsey sped up just as Alicia was in the throes of her orgasm, making the feeling that much more intense. Worse yet was the fact that the increased pace pushed Alicia hard toward the next orgasm, giving her no time to settle or recover from the first one.
“Oh yeah, take it you little slut,” Lindsey hissed, thrusting her crotch against Alicia’s hips, clearly turned on by what she was doing. “You must be a slut, why else would you be at the gym in a snowstorm? I know you work desperately on this body to impress some asshole…”
Alicia nearly sobbed in her head at Lindsey’s words. Sure Alicia was no virgin, but she never considered herself a slut, and would certainly not work that hard to impress anyone. Though this thought flew from her mind as Lindsey forced another orgasm from her. This time a bit of pain surfed on the waves of pleasure as Alicia’s body became overly sensitive. She silently begged Lindsey to stop and give her some respite from the constant pleasure, but of course, did not receive it.
Lindsey forced her through four more orgasms, each one hurting more and more until there was almost no pleasure left. Both of the flattened girls were relieved when Lindsey finally pulled the toy from Alicia’s body.
“Damn, that turned me on,” Lindsey muttered. “I think I need a round two…”
Addison sobbed as Lindsey lay on her back and brought her back into position to fuck the flattened girl again…
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