Troublemaker Gets a new Use

Aaron owned a house with a small apartment on the second floor. It had been a duplex of sorts for a while before he bought it with the intention of combining the living space into one large house for him and his wife. Though it wasn’t long after they moved in, and before Aaron started work on the second floor, that he found out his wife had been cheating on him since before they even got married. In fact, she had pushed so hard to move to this town to be closer to the man she was sleeping with.

The divorce left Aaron alone and pent up, and without enough income to pay the mortgage. So instead of integrating the second floor, he decided to rent it out instead. After a bit of searching, she found Ky, a young woman new to the area and looking for a place to live. Aaron wouldn’t say it out loud, but he found her incredibly attractive, which was probably a big part of why he chose to rent to her instead of some of the other applicants. He hoped to maybe develop a relationship with her over the course of her stay and maybe grow it into something else.

Ky turned out to be a bit of a night owl, preferring to spend her nights drinking at the local clubs, which wasn’t really the same scene that Aaron was into. But still, he held out hope that they could get together, even if she was a bit skinny for his tastes.

And that’s probably why when she was late on the rent a few months in a row, he was lenient with her. Aaron told her not to stress over it and that she could pay when she got the chance. Of course, Ky realized that she could manipulate him and kept putting it off, taking the proverbial mile after the inch was offered. Aaron went along with it for a while before he finally figured out that she was playing him.

After three months of not paying a single dime in rent, he went to confront her, determined to get his back rent. Knowing that he might not get it, he had a backup plan. Aaron would come out on top regardless.

“Oh hey Aaron, what can I do for ya?” Ky answered the door groggily, still dressed in a tank top and tiny, loose shorts, despite it being nearly noon.

She reached over and scratched her shoulder under the strap of her tank top, which shifted it off her shoulder, revealing the fact that she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra. Aaron figured she did that on purpose, Ky still up to her old tricks of using her sexuality to manipulate him. But Aaron was having none of that this time. 

“I need you to pay the last three months’ rent, or I gotta kick you out,” Aaron said, starting off gently, holding that they could solve this without significant confrontation.

“Sorry, I’ll see what I can do, but I don’t think I’ll have it for another few months,” Ky responded, shifting her weight jarringly, making her chest bounce as she talked.

Aaron just heaved a sigh at his tenant’s flippant, ditzy attitude, resigning himself to his backup plan.

“But since you’re here, can you take a look at the thermostat like we talked about?” Ky asked, nodding toward the inside of the apartment.

“Sure,” Aaron responded, stepping over the threshold.

Ky smiled and stepped back, clearing his path. Aaron eyed her out of the corner of his eye. Once he was clear of the threshold, she pushed the door closed, but before she could close it, Aaron launched into action.

He turned and grabbed the door, throwing it open as hard as he could. Ky gave a start and a squeal, but wasn’t quick enough to get out of its path. With a resounding thud, the door struck the wall, with Ky behind it. Aaron smiled and casually pulled the door away from the wall, revealing Ky’s fate.

The impact had rendered her only a couple inches thick. Her arms were up like she was trying to stop the door from impacting her, and her eyes darted around inside her flattened head, trying to figure out what happened.

“So I’m not going to look at the thermostat,” Aaron approached her. “In fact, you’re being evicted, but instead of just letting you go, I have a better plan for you…”

Aaron stepped over to her and started peeling her off the wall starting at her head. The weird circumstances of her flattening left her body an almost rubber-like consistency. She was still aware of everything, could see, hear, smell and feel just like normal, but she was rendered completely incapable of speaking or moving on her own. After a moment, Aaron had her fully off the wall and carried her over into the center of the room, onto the Murphy bed situated in the center of the studio-like apartment.

“As good as you look in this outfit…” Aaron trailed off. He worked his fingers under her tank top at her waist and peeled it away from her skin. She watched in a panic as he pulled it up and off over her head. He had a hard time getting her arms out, but he made it work.

“Gotta say, your tits looked better when they were 3D!” Aaron taunted her with a smile, laughing at the figure she struck in her flattened state. “Now let’s get these shorts off…”

Once her shorts were free of her body, it revealed her deep purple panties, which Aaron opted to leave on for the moment. Once she was stripped, he stepped away from the bed for a moment, leaving Ky wondering what he was thinking. Then without warning, he slammed the Murphy bed back up into the wall. Ky would have screamed if she could, the sudden movement taking her by surprise. As the bed folded up and into the wall, Ky was flipped upside down, and pressed hard into the wall.

She was only in the darkness for a moment before the bed was lowered back down. Aaron greeted her with a smile and inspected her.

“Not quite flat enough…” he said and slammed the bed again. He did this over and over again, pressing Ky flatter and flatter with every slam. Finally, when she was barely thicker than a piece of corrugated cardboard, he was satisfied, and rolled her up, carrying her down to the garage like a poster.

Ky couldn’t see what was happening to her until she was laid out, face-down on some kind of table. She couldn’t see where she was and so had no idea what to expect. But then she gave a start and a quiet yelp as something pressed into her asshole. Without warning, she felt air flowing into her body. Her body started to reform, taking on a shape more like before she was flattened. As her face lifted up off the table, she realized she was on a workbench in the garage. Aaron must have been using an air compressor to fill her like a balloon.

By now, Ky had reshaped back to normal, though she was still rendered incapable of moving on her own or speaking. But she didn’t stop, the air kept filling her, inflating her beyond what her natural proportions. She felt her ass and tits growing almost painfully, growing to nearly twice their normal, petite size. Ky knew the very serious implications of what was happening to her, but the vain part of her still lamented at the idea that she was basically getting fatter than she was. Finally, the air stopped, leaving her almost half again as plump as normal

“You see, you were pretty before,” Aaron said, pulling the nozzle from her ass and quickly pushing something else in to keep the air from escaping. “But I always liked my women with a little more meat on their bones. If you looked like this then I probably couldn’t resist letting you stay here for free. Too bad for you…”

Not long later, Aaron was sitting on his couch, mindlessly watching TV, Ky laying down next to him, her head near his thigh. While he watched, his hand rested on her oversized chest, massaging her breast and occasionally playing with her nipple.

Aaron was bored and just idly playing. Ky was experiencing something far different. All of her nerve endings were not only perfectly intact, but heightened. Since her skin was stretched to the limit, her skin was extra sensitive to the slightest touch. Even if she was left under a ceiling fan, the feeling would be intense, but with Aaron actively stimulating her, it was near unbearable. At first, she had to admit that it felt good, but it quickly became too intense. It was pushed beyond uncomfortable as it lit her nerves on fire, the desperate need to either be pushed over the edge to an orgasm, or be left alone for the feeling to fade.

Eventually, one of Aaron’s hands slipped down the front of his pants. Without being able to move on her own, Ky couldn’t see him do this, but the way he shifted and grunted gave it away. After a moment, Aaron stood up and turned back to Ky, flipping off the TV as he did so.

“Well let’s see just how good you can be,” he said as he pulled his pants down and kicked them off, leaving his raging hard on hovering menacingly over Ky. She eyed it with terror in her eyes, afraid of what he had planned for her.

Without any more preamble, Aaron climbs onto the couch, straddling Ky’s shoulders. He leaned back, resting on her oversized chest as he stroked up and down his cock. Ky fet the pressure of his bare ass on her chest, the weight not fully hurting like she would have expected, but certainly causing a good deal of discomfort. Though her attention was locked onto his large penis now inches from her face.

While she presented as a fairly promiscuous woman, both in how she dresses and how she presented herself in public, she was pretty reserved in private. Ky wasn’t a virgin, certainly, but she had never given oral sex before and never had plans to in her near future. So Aaron’s unwashed manhood so close to her face was not making her comfortable.

Of course Aaron assumed, like many others who knew Ky, that she would be up for anything, not that he was overly concerned with that at the moment. After playing with himself for a while, Aaron reached down and took a handful of Ky’s hair. She panicked internally, her mind rejecting what was happening. But soon, the tip of his dick touched against her lips.

“This must feel familiar,” Aaron teased, figuring that she was no stranger to this kind of activity.

Ky looked up at him, panicking behind her eyes. Though of course, Aaron could see none of this, her expression blank in its flattened and inflated state. The hand in her hair lifted her head, pressing himself past her lips and into her mouth. In her flattened state, her mouth was basically pressed closed, and only opened because of the intrusion. This also meant that it pressed down around Aaron in a pleasant and arousing way, the moisture of her mouth perfectly lubricating the experience.

“Oh shit, this is better than I thought…” he muttered under his breath as he forced her head further down around his cock. She felt him hit the back of her throat when he was only halfway in. Her gag reflex triggered, though her body didn’t respond as it normally would, leaving her outwardly unaffected but inwardly gagging and choking. It was clear that he hadn’t showered since this morning, and it was a hot spring day, so there was plenty of funk for her taste buds to manage.

Aaron was unbothered by her discomfort and started to work her lips up and down himself, thankfully not taking her any deeper than halfway for the moment. Ky was beside herself trying to reconcile the sensations. On one end her sensitive chest was being crushed under his weight while her mouth and throat were being stretched and used and stretched.

“Hmmm, this is so much better,” Aaron heaved a sigh. “Consider this your back payment for your rent.”

After his words, he sped up, and started to thrust deeper into her mouth, now three quarters of his large cock pressing into her mouth. His cock head forced its way down her throat, eliciting a moan of pleasure from him and an intense gag response from her. And with his increased speed and depth, he bounced on her harder, sending waves of deeply uncomfortable pressure throughout her body.

Ky begged for this to be over. Thankfully, after a few quick thrusts, Aaron slowed his pace, moaning as he pumped a few more times, slowly and deeply. When he stopped, Ky felt his cock quiver inside her mouth, as his load ejected, going directly down her throat. Disgust added to her soup of terrible thoughts, though only for a moment, as he was so deep in her mouth that she didn’t taste it, only felt it.

With a sigh, Aaron let her head fall back down to the couch, patting her on the head a couple times. He stood up off of her, the weight lifting away and allowed a flood of relief to come over Ky. But then as her mouth closed back to its normal proportions, she tasted a few drops of cum that rode his tip out of her throat. She had no way of spitting or swallowing, instead, she would have to endure it until something dislodged it.

Aaron fell hard onto the couch where he was sitting before, giving Ky a start as he landed very close to her head. He heaved another sigh and turned the TV back on to some mindless 90’s action movie.

“Well I guess I’ll have to put the room back up for rent,” Aaron said, almost to himself. Any hope Ky had that this was a temporary arrangement fled at that comment. “But I supposed I’ll have to clear out your stuff first, can’t have the new tenant asking questions!”

Thoughts and fears flew through Ky’s head at lightspeed, wondering if she was ever going to be free of this nightmare. She didn’t know too many people in this area, and even fewer of them knew where she lived. Sure she flirted with plenty of men in the clubs, and a couple of women, too, but she never developed any lasting relationships, friendly or otherwise.

Only her coworkers knew and she wasn’t terribly close to any of them. When she failed to respond, they would likely just cancel her paychecks and consider her fired.