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--:This story contains: Flattening/Humiliation/Sexual Themes:--

"What lesson have we got now?" Lucy yells towards Mia over the bellowing classmates as the two squeezed through the crowd in the hallway.
"Squishology, stupid! We always have it 3rd lesson before lunch!" She returns, sandwiched between several students. They wriggle past everyone like worms until eventually making it out of the crowd, funnelling into the classroom.
"I HATE it when everyone has a science, the department area gets so dense!" Lucy complains, catching her breath from being squashed. Mia glances towards Lucy, keeping her stature straight, her hands placed on her hips.
"All those poor people on the floor trampled to oblivion. I'm pretty sure we stepped on one blonde girl who looked like she was part of the floor!" Lucy blushes to this comment, though diffuses it from her head knowing she was in class now. The room was similar to a regular science classroom. There are wooden waxed benches in rows along with two stools for each table. The teacher's larger desk is at the top right of the class besides the smart-board which was to the centre front of the classroom. To the left of this is a variety of cupboards attached to the wall, each cupboard having different labels on. Some were labelled "Restoration" whilst others were simple science equipment labelled "Bunsen burners" and "Safety Mats". Student's posters and safety warnings covered the walls that surrounded the room, windows at the back of the classroom revealing a field. Whilst Lucy and Mia take their seats next to each other, other students pour into the classroom, one boy was carrying a flat girl, her mouth was drooling with her eyes looking sleepy, her feet and arms dangle pathetically below her as she had no control over her body. The boy speaks out to the teacher,
"Miss! Are we doing a practical today? I already brought a... participant."
The teacher turns around, sighing,
"Ben, you can't flatten your classmates! Put Tia down and restore her this instant!"
He sighs, heading towards the cupboard labelled 'Restoration'. Meanwhile, Purple from the Colours enters the classroom also carrying a paper girl. Upon closer inspection, it looked like Jessica who appeared filthy and crumpled like she was crushed into a ball and stuffed in rubbish beforehand.
"'Ey miss! Can I-"
"Restore anyone you bring into the classroom, please." The teacher rudely interrupted, not even turning towards Purple. Though out of curiosity, she did so after speaking and noticing Jessica.
"Patricia." The teacher bluntly states.
"M-my name's Purple!" She replies, throwing the flat Jessica to the ground like a towel in a tantrum, "What did I do wrong, Flaterang?"
"MISS Flaterang to you, missus." The teacher strictly replies, "That student doesn't even belong in this lesson."
Purple sulks, reluctantly kicking Jessica out of the classroom like she were some old blanket, Jessica's humiliated face still stuck in the same position the whole time, her limbs flopping over one another as she was tumbleweed-ed out of the classroom as a paper girl.
"There. Done."
Purple makes her way to her seat, the teacher observing the crowd just outside that carries the paper Jessica away with its constant movement. Sighing, she looks back to the front of the classroom.
"Alright class, take your seats. I'll be telling you the objective of today's lesson."

Lucy's attention snapped to the front of the class. If there was one thing she actually enjoyed about school it was the science.
"I wonder what scientific research we'll be covering today!" Lucy whispers excitedly to Mia. Mia leans in, placing a hand between her mouth and Lucy's ear,
"Ugh, what makes Squishology a science anyway?"
"It has '-ology' in it" Lucy replies, "anything that has '-ology' in the end is a study of science."
"Seeing as it's about our own bodies, shouldn't this be called Bio...lo..."
Mia's voice dies out, she notices most of the class looking at her, the teacher included. The teacher's expression could be described as somewhat surprised noticing it was Mia talking. After an awkward silence, the teacher speaks:
"May I continue, Mia?" The girl instantly transforms into a bright red, nodding silently in embarrassment. Miss Flaterang aims away from Mia and gazes generally to the entire classroom.
"The aim of today's lesson is to find out what happens if one is flattened and exposed to constant pressure after the initial flattening for a long duration of time." The smart-board lit up with a title and a generic stock photo of a flat girl under it. The teacher pulls up a tray from the selection of trays in the cupboard and picks up a flask of many with several labels on it, the main label in the middle read 'Crystalline Carbonate', the contents were murky and orange through the thick brown glass. "Now we only have an hour for this class, but a strong concentration of Crystalline Carbonate can emulate the same effect as several hours. We'll be using 4 molars, so be extremely careful!" She pulls up another tray, this one full of plastic safety glasses, "Everyone is required to wear these whilst around this chemical. Everyone, pick a partner and collect your flask and goggles!"
Mia turns to Lucy. Lucy turns to Mia. They smiled at each other, the kind of smile you give your friend when you know you want to work together.
"Bagsie not getting the equipment." Lucy quickly states, smirking towards Mia and squinting her eyes. Mia lets off an irritated 'Hmph' and reluctantly stands up out of her stool, a distinct SKRRT noise is apparent as the stool grinds backwards, "Oh, and do you want to be flattened today?" Lucy adds on. Mia turns on a dime, blushing as she looks for the words to say. Lucy is confused by Mia's silence, but soon she picked up what was happening, "I-I mean for today's lesson!"
"Oh!" Mia lets off a forced laugh, "Tell me what you mean next time, idiot!" She huffs, waving her hair back, "Y-yeah, sure."
"Cool." Lucy bluntly replies, "best go grab the stuff then." Mia walks off to the equipment, Lucy's eyes lit up as fireworks. The only time she had flattened Mia was when Lucy first announced her love to the ginger-haired woman, and she didn't even technically flatten her. Mia was usually the one to flatten Lucy when they 'hung out'. Though these thoughts that intrigued Lucy soon died out, her girlfriend had returned with her equipment.

"Ready to begin?" Lucy asks.
"Of course I am, are you an idiot or something? I just got the equipment." Mia responds, slamming the flask onto the table.
Lucy, rolling her eyes, walks to the side of the table. Mia climbs atop of it and lays down, Lucy being to the right of Mia.
"These tables aren't even big enough for me, my feet dangle off the end..."
Lucy picks up the flask Mia had dropped off at the top of the table where her head was. The red lid had a red pipette going through it, so when the lid rose there was some liquid inside the pipette. As she holds this above Mia, she blushes.
"Uhm...open your mouth please."
"Oh I always forget that," she opens her mouth in eagerness, "aik is?"
"Yeah like that. Alright, let's begin."
A droplet lands on Mia's tongue, disintegrating almost instantly on the surface. She lifts her tongue up to the surface of her mouth, tasting the flavour condensed within.
"Ugh, it tastes like vinegar and salt." She grows a sour face, puckering her lips up.
"It's not supposed to taste nice, Mia. Just reminds me of Fish n' Chips if I'm honest. Try to think of that."
Soon, as Mia lay down on the waxed wooden table, she felt her arms become heavier. they were beginning to deflate like constant pressure was being applied to her. Mia clenches her eyelids shut as her arms were losing one dimension. This followed with her legs. Her once swinging legs became like floppy ropes as they simply dangled off the table, unable to swing as Mia felt them become unbelievably heavy. Next, her crotch was flattened out, herself biting her lip as she tries to muffle any noise with the squashing occurring in her sensitive area. Lucy simply smirked and eyes widen as she watches her girlfriend hold back pleasure of her crotch becoming a pancake.
"It's...n-not funny..." Mia defeatedly states. Though the thought of Lucy mocking her clears her mind as it becomes cloud with her chest flattening out, becoming two discs that felt like a tonne atop of her.
"Mia, your nipples are poking out!"
"Th-they are!?" Mia shuffles her head as she becomes flustered, the face slowly squashing out into a floppy pile of flesh.
"Hehe, no, I'm just kidding. Though your reaction was funny!"
"Mmh!...Mhh~" Mia is unable to reply, simply letting out an angry muffle, all this deflation had caused her body to become so heavy she could barely move her mouth, only letting out moans and groans of a once 3-dimensional girl.

The teacher settles down the class just as the students began to become restless with their flat partner.
"Now everyone, you apply this solution to your partners all the time, but do you know how it actually makes them deflate as they do?"
The room engulfs in silence, one 2-dimensional girl who was not on the table properly flopped off in the silence, piling up like a towel.
"Sarah, pick her up..." She defeatedly states, "The reason is that the solution causes a temporary inflammation of the muscles, which then causes it to press tightly against the bones. Now our bones are unique in the idea that when too much pressure is applied to it...Yes, Lucy?"
Lucy had her arm beamed up in the air, waiting for the teacher to notice, "When too much pressure is applied to our bones, they become malleable!"
"Right! And why does it do that?
"...Defence...mechanism...?"
"Right again, you're on fire today, Lucy. Although this is genetically rare, it was thought that our ancestors would often be crushed to death by primal animals and natural occurrences. So much so that we mutated with a special gene that allows us to be fine after we are crushed. Isn't that interesting?"
Once again, the sound lay dormant.
Slowly, one hand raised in the classroom.
"Yes, Sam?" All heads turned towards one boy in the back, sat next to a blonde haired girl drooling in her squashed state.
"Why do mostly only girls have this gene?" He whimpers out as all the faces turned in his direction.
"I'm glad you asked! See, someone is paying attention!" The boy blushed, embarrassed. "Instinctively, women stayed in the caves whilst men went out to hunt. Caves were prone to collapse leading to a fatal end, so more women mutated this gene than men."

"That's enough about fun facts, now for the real practical! For a simple first instruction, place pressure on your flatee anywhere, you'll notice something interesting."
Lucy looks down on the deflated Mia, her mouth clenched closed with her eyes looking submissively to the 3-dimensional girl hovering above her.
"Hmm" Lucy contemplates, wondering where to apply pressure. Though a sudden lustful thought overcomes her, what if... "Lucy stares into Mia's own, Mia worried about her sudden grin. Lucy lifts her hand, moving towards the ginger girl's breast. Mia can do nothing but watch as the blonde girl squashes her hand down on her right tit, causing an indentation to occur, a giant handprint on her blazer exactly where her chest was.
"Y-you're nice and soft there I see..." Lucy almost drools as her hand squashes on Mia's rather large disced breasts and Mia moans accordingly, though muffled behind her tightly shut mouth although suddenly she heard something that made her change her train of thought.
"Alright, class! I'll check everyone's flatees to see if everyone could accomplish an easy task..."
The teacher begins wandering around the classroom to check everyone's progress. Several had simply put pressure on the person's stomach or hand. A surprise it would be to find Mia with a giant hand indentation on her boobs.
"Crap, crap, crap!" Out of panic, Lucy presses down more of Mia's chest to even it out, kneading Mia's boobs like dough to even them out. All the meanwhile Mia is a victim to this and moans uncontrollably, Lucy putting a hand over her mouth to keep the volume down. The teacher begins walking over towards the girls' table, Lucy just finishing flattening out Mia's breasts and with quick reactions, places a giant handprint on Mia's stomach. Miss Flaterang comes up to the girls, observing Mia then looking at Lucy's distressed face hidden behind a fake smile. She looks towards Mia who was shuddering what she thought to be from behind cold, though in reality, it was from the pleasure of having her breasts played with by her girlfriend in class. It was so humiliating but felt so right for Mia. Miss Flaterang looks down at her stomach, luckily not observing her breasts as she notices the handprint.
"Good job girls." she states in a monotone voice, walking over to the next pair. Lucy sighs, rubbing her hand over her forehead and then gazes towards Mia. Her lip was bitten aggressively and her eyes tightly shut.
"You uh, ok, Mia?"
"Mmmh~ mmhn." With not enough energy to respond, all she does is moan, getting the attention of the odd classmate around her. Lucy blushes out of embarrassment when she notices that, trying to hide her face as she transforms as red as a rose.
"You see class" the teacher loudly shouts to claw the attention of the students, "The reason why your flatee is much more malleable is that you used a much higher concentration of Crystalline Carbonate. It creates the same pressure as being sat on by a 5-tonne elephant. Though the body only starts to become more 'goopy' when it is under that pressure for a long duration of time. If the body is still under pressure it becomes less turgid and we have not confirmed this, but may eventually just become goo if left there. Though luckily our solution only lasts as long as 2 hours if not using a restoration solution."
Mia instantly begins to contemplate being crushed lifelessly thin under such a heavy weight, turning her on and gaining a blush on her face.
"Mia." Lucy gazes towards her, "You better not be thinking about that elephant situation like I think you are."

The teacher continues to blabber on, Lucy taking out her notepad to write down notes that she presents on the board. Mia lazily flops on the table, unable to move nor see the board. She simply enjoyed her flat state. Although this was short lived as she saw out of the corner of her eye a student who had lifted his hand. The teacher quickly accepts his attention.
"Yes?"
"Uh, miss..." He appeared reluctant to ask, "so I have a friend who...really enjoys flattenings. I mean...she uh, blushes every time she's flat and I don't know why..." Silence engulfs the roof, before being replaced by a roar of laughter. The student shrinks down in his seat.
"Silence, class!" The room is quieter but there is still a few chuckles, "Do any of you actually know the answer to this? Why they would act like this?" Now the room went deadly silent again, this time not followed by any vocals.
"That's a good question, Luke. Remember class, don't laugh at those who attempt to ask, laugh at those who don't."
Miss Flaterang began to walk back and forth, almost in a patrol-like style. Everyone knew what this meant, all the students were about to be educated with some solid facts.
"You see Luke, when your body is flattened out, your body believes it is under attack and releases chemicals. One of these chemicals is the hormone for arousal which is predominant in females. Though males have been reported to gain this feeling too, however males produce more testosterone when flattened so tend to be more aggressive in their flat state."
"So then," she continues, "Did any of you know that?" Her patrolling stopped, a small smirk constructing on her young face.
Once again, no noise emitted from the classroom. Though the odd male student looked at each other, realising what this meant. A few girls in the classroom shrunk their faces down in embarrassment, clearly telling which ones enjoyed flattening just a little too much.
"Does this mean all girls are turned on when flattened then miss!?" Purple blurts out, some female students looking at her in shock and anger by yelling that statement.
"Not necessarily, Patricia."
"Purple!"
"You see, everyone releases a different amount of chemicals, some people produce so little there is no sense of arousal. Any more questions? Ok, then let's continue."
She returns to the board, turning her back. Lucy gazes her eyes towards Mia who seems to be in a bit of pleasure, not hiding it when Lucy was around her. She quietly whispers to Mia,
"I wonder if you produce a lot of that chemical, hm, Mia?" Mia opens her lustful eyes and looked towards Lucy, then silently lets out her reply:
"Mmh~."

The girl continuously made dents on her girlfriend's stomach, enjoying watching the tiny expressions Mia would make in return, all the whilst taking down notes on the board. No matter what she did, Mia could not retaliate in any way. She tests this hypothesis by lifting up Mia's floppy leg, watching it dangle helplessly above the table, then spectate as it dropped harshly, falling back onto the table. Mia's lower leg swung below the table with no effort made to try and control it. Lucy looks up from her experiment to notice a boy who was completely flat, possibly flatter than Mia. However, what was peculiar to her was that he had his head turned around looking like a twirly piece of pasta, though he was taking notes off the board with his paper thin yet functional hand, perfectly holding a pencil. Lucy once again looks down and views Mia. She further tests her experiments.
"Ok Mia," she said with a concentrated face of pure science, "I'm going to lift your head up and turn it towards the board, try and keep it up." Mia replies with a soft groan of acceptance. The student, suddenly driven by the need for explanations, caresses Mia's soft and gentle ginger hair, grabbing her by the top of her head. She twists her head around causing her neck to form like a rubber band. It twirls 180 degrees easily without much effort. With a little amount of said effort, it was possible to turn Mia into anything Lucy wanted...
Though she digressed, removing any filthy thoughts out in the name of science and classroom boredom. She usually enjoyed science, but today was simply a revision lesson. Nothing mind-blowing. As she held her dear partner, her head held up like a paper-plate-faced doll made in primary school, she begins to countdown,
"Ok Mia, try to hold your head up in three...two...one...now!"
She releases Mia's head, watching it instantly plop to the table, almost no effort made to hold herself up. Lucy watched as her girlfriend's head just lied there, pathetically. Muffled anger comes through her voice, concealed by the table. Lucy blushes out of embarrassment and quickly lifts Mia's head up, twisting it around and having her head once again face upwards. Although, Mia felt quite peculiar. With her deflated eyes and strange sensation, she noticed Lucy had returned her neck the wrong way, so now it was like a helix as the rest of her body lay flat and defeated on the table. Mia aims her eyes towards Lucy, hoping to fix this mishap as it was slightly choking her, although the girl was already indulged with catching up on the notes she missed, her head down completely ignoring Mia. Mia would fix it if she could. However, she did gain a guilty sensation from being choked by her twisted neck. It was subtle but arousing. Lucy herself glimpses at her flat girl. She began to imagine if she herself were flattened. Though not the usual standard, she was thinking extreme. Herself just crushed between two walls, flopping to the ground like a towel and being unable to move or talk, not even make any noises or facial expressions. Just a poster girl forever...
As she felt herself becoming bubbly, she erased these thoughts from her head, for if she continued, she'd want to do something other than revising tonight. She sets her head down and her pen begins in motion, there were only 5 minutes of lesson left...

Lucy rapidly fires out her notes, burning through the paper to finishes setting written on the board even though miss Flaterang was going to send the PowerPoint to everyone later, it had to be engraved in her head. The teacher announces that it's time to restore your partner, therefore Lucy makes her way slowly to the front and grabs the chemical necessary. As she returns, she observes her flat, rubber-textured girlfriend. Throughout the entire lesson, she had the brain-dead expression of a secret enjoyment through all this. Her chest crushed flatter than the rest of her body due to mishaps earlier, and miniature dents all around her body whereas Lucy had experimented as well as the rest of the class through the practical. Lucy smirks subtly, admiring Mia's deflated state. Even though the fun was over, she decided to get a little bit of a kick out of returning Mia to normal. She drips exactly 2 drops of the chemical onto Mia's chest and it soaked in through her blazer. Shortly after, Mia's body began to vibrate, followed by her boobs perking up first. Lucy knew that wherever the chemical was applied is what was restored first. She guiltily bites her lip as she stares at Mia's mountainous chest that is large and buoyant compared to the rest of her body, more noticeable than a slut with a boob job. However, this fun was short-lived as the rest of her body began to reform.
"GAAASP!" Mia senses her body functioning normally, being able to breathe properly after a long hour. She begins coughing as she senses her organs functioning normally once again.
"Hey, are you ok, Mia?" Lucy asks, closing in on her.
"I'm fine I'm fine!" She hastily replies, pushing Lucy away, "I just never adjust properly after being squashed as thin as a god damn pancake."
The two pick up their bags, Mia dusting off her skirt and torso in the process.
"See you later everyone, and don't forget the homework due for tomorrow!"
The students begin to funnel out of the singular door, squeezing each other to get out. Everyone had been returned to normal size, except one girl whose partner had ignored them and left already. She dangled loosely off the table next to the door, her long straight blonde hair spread sporadically. Her boobs were the size of melons whilst flattened and it was obvious she was embarrassed as everyone walked past her, ignoring her completely or giving a quick chuckle towards the poor paper girl. Mia and Lucy walk out together. With Mia still feeling hazy, her bag snatches on the blonde girl's leg and drags her off the table.
"AAH!" She screams, launching towards the floor. The scenario was similar to a movie whereas someone was about be crushed with the music eerily building up, though in this case, the music grew as the feet stampeded closer to the girl on the floor.
"Help! Please!" She yells until the music reaches the climatic screech! The heavy soles reach the blonde and she is stomped endlessly and ruthlessly into the ground, silencing her as she becomes a sticker on the floor. Mia does not notice her actions, however, and continues walking out the door and into the corridor, students diverging into several different paths like the roots of a plant. Lucy reaches her locker first which is two below Mia's. She fumbles through her blazer pocket, picking out lint, a clip, a blunt pencil and eventually her key to the locker.
"Ah!" She triumphantly expresses, unlocking the door to her belongings and stuffing her folder for Squishology inside. As she closes her locker and locks it up, she turns left to be met with an eyeful of some girl's skirt. A little too close for comfort. She looks up to see Mia staring her down, towering above like a vulture on its prey. Mia's eyebrows her arced aggressively, her hands nailed to her hips. Lucy stands up, wondering what the commotion was about. As she stands, Mia pulls back her hand, before launching it towards Lucy, smacking her hard on her face.
SMACK!
"OW!" Lucy stumbles backwards slightly. She regains her footing and rubs her cheek, "Wh-what did I do!?" The slap was quite Painful, leaving behind a bright red hand mark on her face.
"THAT was for fondling my tits in class you pervert!" Her eyes were oddly cold for her usual behaviour. Lucy looks down, feeling sorry for her actions and in great pain both emotional and physically for her girlfriend hitting her.
"You're right" she spoke aloud, still rubbing her sore cheek, "I'm such a pervert, I don't even dese- MMPH!"
Lucy's sorrow was silenced by the lips of her girlfriend meeting her own. Mia's eyes were tightly shut, her lips puckered on Lucy's before shortly after releasing, a strand of saliva joint between their now parted lips.
"Wh-wha..." Is all Lucy could get out. A few male students walk past whistling towards them, but she ignores them. Her cheeks blush bright red, causing the red hand mark to appear nearly invisible.
"O-ok" she stutters out, "What was THAT for...?"
"THAT" Mia proclaims, "Is if you do the same thing tonight at my place~"
Before Lucy could even comprehend what she had said, Mia had taken off towards the lunch hall. A few brief moments of standing there, as still as if she had been visited by Medusa, her face shrivels into her hands out of embarrassment and lust. She picks up her bag and hurries towards English, wishing the school day would end sooner.

Description
--:This story contains: Flattening/Humiliation/Sexual Themes:--

"What lesson have we got now?" Lucy yells towards Mia over the bellowing classmates as the two squeezed through the crowd in the hallway.
"Squishology, stupid! We always have it 3rd lesson before lunch!" She returns, sandwiched between several students. They wriggle past everyone like worms until eventually making it out of the crowd, funnelling into the classroom.
"I HATE it when everyone has a science, the department area gets so dense!" Lucy complains, catching her breath from being squashed. Mia glances towards Lucy, keeping her stature straight, her hands placed on her hips.
"All those poor people on the floor trampled to oblivion. I'm pretty sure we stepped on one blonde girl who looked like she was part of the floor!" Lucy blushes to this comment, though diffuses it from her head knowing she was in class now. The room was similar to a regular science classroom. There are wooden waxed benches in rows along with two stools for each table. The teacher's larger desk is at the top right of the class besides the smart-board which was to the centre front of the classroom. To the left of this is a variety of cupboards attached to the wall, each cupboard having different labels on. Some were labelled "Restoration" whilst others were simple science equipment labelled "Bunsen burners" and "Safety Mats". Student's posters and safety warnings covered the walls that surrounded the room, windows at the back of the classroom revealing a field. Whilst Lucy and Mia take their seats next to each other, other students pour into the classroom, one boy was carrying a flat girl, her mouth was drooling with her eyes looking sleepy, her feet and arms dangle pathetically below her as she had no control over her body. The boy speaks out to the teacher,
"Miss! Are we doing a practical today? I already brought a... participant."
The teacher turns around, sighing,
"Ben, you can't flatten your classmates! Put Tia down and restore her this instant!"
He sighs, heading towards the cupboard labelled 'Restoration'. Meanwhile, Purple from the Colours enters the classroom also carrying a paper girl. Upon closer inspection, it looked like Jessica who appeared filthy and crumpled like she was crushed into a ball and stuffed in rubbish beforehand.
"'Ey miss! Can I-"
"Restore anyone you bring into the classroom, please." The teacher rudely interrupted, not even turning towards Purple. Though out of curiosity, she did so after speaking and noticing Jessica.
"Patricia." The teacher bluntly states.
"M-my name's Purple!" She replies, throwing the flat Jessica to the ground like a towel in a tantrum, "What did I do wrong, Flaterang?"
"MISS Flaterang to you, missus." The teacher strictly replies, "That student doesn't even belong in this lesson."
Purple sulks, reluctantly kicking Jessica out of the classroom like she were some old blanket, Jessica's humiliated face still stuck in the same position the whole time, her limbs flopping over one another as she was tumbleweed-ed out of the classroom as a paper girl.
"There. Done."
Purple makes her way to her seat, the teacher observing the crowd just outside that carries the paper Jessica away with its constant movement. Sighing, she looks back to the front of the classroom.
"Alright class, take your seats. I'll be telling you the objective of today's lesson."

Lucy's attention snapped to the front of the class. If there was one thing she actually enjoyed about school it was the science.
"I wonder what scientific research we'll be covering today!" Lucy whispers excitedly to Mia. Mia leans in, placing a hand between her mouth and Lucy's ear,
"Ugh, what makes Squishology a science anyway?"
"It has '-ology' in it" Lucy replies, "anything that has '-ology' in the end is a study of science."
"Seeing as it's about our own bodies, shouldn't this be called Bio...lo..."
Mia's voice dies out, she notices most of the class looking at her, the teacher included. The teacher's expression could be described as somewhat surprised noticing it was Mia talking. After an awkward silence, the teacher speaks:
"May I continue, Mia?" The girl instantly transforms into a bright red, nodding silently in embarrassment. Miss Flaterang aims away from Mia and gazes generally to the entire classroom.
"The aim of today's lesson is to find out what happens if one is flattened and exposed to constant pressure after the initial flattening for a long duration of time." The smart-board lit up with a title and a generic stock photo of a flat girl under it. The teacher pulls up a tray from the selection of trays in the cupboard and picks up a flask of many with several labels on it, the main label in the middle read 'Crystalline Carbonate', the contents were murky and orange through the thick brown glass. "Now we only have an hour for this class, but a strong concentration of Crystalline Carbonate can emulate the same effect as several hours. We'll be using 4 molars, so be extremely careful!" She pulls up another tray, this one full of plastic safety glasses, "Everyone is required to wear these whilst around this chemical. Everyone, pick a partner and collect your flask and goggles!"
Mia turns to Lucy. Lucy turns to Mia. They smiled at each other, the kind of smile you give your friend when you know you want to work together.
"Bagsie not getting the equipment." Lucy quickly states, smirking towards Mia and squinting her eyes. Mia lets off an irritated 'Hmph' and reluctantly stands up out of her stool, a distinct SKRRT noise is apparent as the stool grinds backwards, "Oh, and do you want to be flattened today?" Lucy adds on. Mia turns on a dime, blushing as she looks for the words to say. Lucy is confused by Mia's silence, but soon she picked up what was happening, "I-I mean for today's lesson!"
"Oh!" Mia lets off a forced laugh, "Tell me what you mean next time, idiot!" She huffs, waving her hair back, "Y-yeah, sure."
"Cool." Lucy bluntly replies, "best go grab the stuff then." Mia walks off to the equipment, Lucy's eyes lit up as fireworks. The only time she had flattened Mia was when Lucy first announced her love to the ginger-haired woman, and she didn't even technically flatten her. Mia was usually the one to flatten Lucy when they 'hung out'. Though these thoughts that intrigued Lucy soon died out, her girlfriend had returned with her equipment.

"Ready to begin?" Lucy asks.
"Of course I am, are you an idiot or something? I just got the equipment." Mia responds, slamming the flask onto the table.
Lucy, rolling her eyes, walks to the side of the table. Mia climbs atop of it and lays down, Lucy being to the right of Mia.
"These tables aren't even big enough for me, my feet dangle off the end..."
Lucy picks up the flask Mia had dropped off at the top of the table where her head was. The red lid had a red pipette going through it, so when the lid rose there was some liquid inside the pipette. As she holds this above Mia, she blushes.
"Uhm...open your mouth please."
"Oh I always forget that," she opens her mouth in eagerness, "aik is?"
"Yeah like that. Alright, let's begin."
A droplet lands on Mia's tongue, disintegrating almost instantly on the surface. She lifts her tongue up to the surface of her mouth, tasting the flavour condensed within.
"Ugh, it tastes like vinegar and salt." She grows a sour face, puckering her lips up.
"It's not supposed to taste nice, Mia. Just reminds me of Fish n' Chips if I'm honest. Try to think of that."
Soon, as Mia lay down on the waxed wooden table, she felt her arms become heavier. they were beginning to deflate like constant pressure was being applied to her. Mia clenches her eyelids shut as her arms were losing one dimension. This followed with her legs. Her once swinging legs became like floppy ropes as they simply dangled off the table, unable to swing as Mia felt them become unbelievably heavy. Next, her crotch was flattened out, herself biting her lip as she tries to muffle any noise with the squashing occurring in her sensitive area. Lucy simply smirked and eyes widen as she watches her girlfriend hold back pleasure of her crotch becoming a pancake.
"It's...n-not funny..." Mia defeatedly states. Though the thought of Lucy mocking her clears her mind as it becomes cloud with her chest flattening out, becoming two discs that felt like a tonne atop of her.
"Mia, your nipples are poking out!"
"Th-they are!?" Mia shuffles her head as she becomes flustered, the face slowly squashing out into a floppy pile of flesh.
"Hehe, no, I'm just kidding. Though your reaction was funny!"
"Mmh!...Mhh~" Mia is unable to reply, simply letting out an angry muffle, all this deflation had caused her body to become so heavy she could barely move her mouth, only letting out moans and groans of a once 3-dimensional girl.

The teacher settles down the class just as the students began to become restless with their flat partner.
"Now everyone, you apply this solution to your partners all the time, but do you know how it actually makes them deflate as they do?"
The room engulfs in silence, one 2-dimensional girl who was not on the table properly flopped off in the silence, piling up like a towel.
"Sarah, pick her up..." She defeatedly states, "The reason is that the solution causes a temporary inflammation of the muscles, which then causes it to press tightly against the bones. Now our bones are unique in the idea that when too much pressure is applied to it...Yes, Lucy?"
Lucy had her arm beamed up in the air, waiting for the teacher to notice, "When too much pressure is applied to our bones, they become malleable!"
"Right! And why does it do that?
"...Defence...mechanism...?"
"Right again, you're on fire today, Lucy. Although this is genetically rare, it was thought that our ancestors would often be crushed to death by primal animals and natural occurrences. So much so that we mutated with a special gene that allows us to be fine after we are crushed. Isn't that interesting?"
Once again, the sound lay dormant.
Slowly, one hand raised in the classroom.
"Yes, Sam?" All heads turned towards one boy in the back, sat next to a blonde haired girl drooling in her squashed state.
"Why do mostly only girls have this gene?" He whimpers out as all the faces turned in his direction.
"I'm glad you asked! See, someone is paying attention!" The boy blushed, embarrassed. "Instinctively, women stayed in the caves whilst men went out to hunt. Caves were prone to collapse leading to a fatal end, so more women mutated this gene than men."

"That's enough about fun facts, now for the real practical! For a simple first instruction, place pressure on your flatee anywhere, you'll notice something interesting."
Lucy looks down on the deflated Mia, her mouth clenched closed with her eyes looking submissively to the 3-dimensional girl hovering above her.
"Hmm" Lucy contemplates, wondering where to apply pressure. Though a sudden lustful thought overcomes her, what if... "Lucy stares into Mia's own, Mia worried about her sudden grin. Lucy lifts her hand, moving towards the ginger girl's breast. Mia can do nothing but watch as the blonde girl squashes her hand down on her right tit, causing an indentation to occur, a giant handprint on her blazer exactly where her chest was.
"Y-you're nice and soft there I see..." Lucy almost drools as her hand squashes on Mia's rather large disced breasts and Mia moans accordingly, though muffled behind her tightly shut mouth although suddenly she heard something that made her change her train of thought.
"Alright, class! I'll check everyone's flatees to see if everyone could accomplish an easy task..."
The teacher begins wandering around the classroom to check everyone's progress. Several had simply put pressure on the person's stomach or hand. A surprise it would be to find Mia with a giant hand indentation on her boobs.
"Crap, crap, crap!" Out of panic, Lucy presses down more of Mia's chest to even it out, kneading Mia's boobs like dough to even them out. All the meanwhile Mia is a victim to this and moans uncontrollably, Lucy putting a hand over her mouth to keep the volume down. The teacher begins walking over towards the girls' table, Lucy just finishing flattening out Mia's breasts and with quick reactions, places a giant handprint on Mia's stomach. Miss Flaterang comes up to the girls, observing Mia then looking at Lucy's distressed face hidden behind a fake smile. She looks towards Mia who was shuddering what she thought to be from behind cold, though in reality, it was from the pleasure of having her breasts played with by her girlfriend in class. It was so humiliating but felt so right for Mia. Miss Flaterang looks down at her stomach, luckily not observing her breasts as she notices the handprint.
"Good job girls." she states in a monotone voice, walking over to the next pair. Lucy sighs, rubbing her hand over her forehead and then gazes towards Mia. Her lip was bitten aggressively and her eyes tightly shut.
"You uh, ok, Mia?"
"Mmmh~ mmhn." With not enough energy to respond, all she does is moan, getting the attention of the odd classmate around her. Lucy blushes out of embarrassment when she notices that, trying to hide her face as she transforms as red as a rose.
"You see class" the teacher loudly shouts to claw the attention of the students, "The reason why your flatee is much more malleable is that you used a much higher concentration of Crystalline Carbonate. It creates the same pressure as being sat on by a 5-tonne elephant. Though the body only starts to become more 'goopy' when it is under that pressure for a long duration of time. If the body is still under pressure it becomes less turgid and we have not confirmed this, but may eventually just become goo if left there. Though luckily our solution only lasts as long as 2 hours if not using a restoration solution."
Mia instantly begins to contemplate being crushed lifelessly thin under such a heavy weight, turning her on and gaining a blush on her face.
"Mia." Lucy gazes towards her, "You better not be thinking about that elephant situation like I think you are."

The teacher continues to blabber on, Lucy taking out her notepad to write down notes that she presents on the board. Mia lazily flops on the table, unable to move nor see the board. She simply enjoyed her flat state. Although this was short lived as she saw out of the corner of her eye a student who had lifted his hand. The teacher quickly accepts his attention.
"Yes?"
"Uh, miss..." He appeared reluctant to ask, "so I have a friend who...really enjoys flattenings. I mean...she uh, blushes every time she's flat and I don't know why..." Silence engulfs the roof, before being replaced by a roar of laughter. The student shrinks down in his seat.
"Silence, class!" The room is quieter but there is still a few chuckles, "Do any of you actually know the answer to this? Why they would act like this?" Now the room went deadly silent again, this time not followed by any vocals.
"That's a good question, Luke. Remember class, don't laugh at those who attempt to ask, laugh at those who don't."
Miss Flaterang began to walk back and forth, almost in a patrol-like style. Everyone knew what this meant, all the students were about to be educated with some solid facts.
"You see Luke, when your body is flattened out, your body believes it is under attack and releases chemicals. One of these chemicals is the hormone for arousal which is predominant in females. Though males have been reported to gain this feeling too, however males produce more testosterone when flattened so tend to be more aggressive in their flat state."
"So then," she continues, "Did any of you know that?" Her patrolling stopped, a small smirk constructing on her young face.
Once again, no noise emitted from the classroom. Though the odd male student looked at each other, realising what this meant. A few girls in the classroom shrunk their faces down in embarrassment, clearly telling which ones enjoyed flattening just a little too much.
"Does this mean all girls are turned on when flattened then miss!?" Purple blurts out, some female students looking at her in shock and anger by yelling that statement.
"Not necessarily, Patricia."
"Purple!"
"You see, everyone releases a different amount of chemicals, some people produce so little there is no sense of arousal. Any more questions? Ok, then let's continue."
She returns to the board, turning her back. Lucy gazes her eyes towards Mia who seems to be in a bit of pleasure, not hiding it when Lucy was around her. She quietly whispers to Mia,
"I wonder if you produce a lot of that chemical, hm, Mia?" Mia opens her lustful eyes and looked towards Lucy, then silently lets out her reply:
"Mmh~."

The girl continuously made dents on her girlfriend's stomach, enjoying watching the tiny expressions Mia would make in return, all the whilst taking down notes on the board. No matter what she did, Mia could not retaliate in any way. She tests this hypothesis by lifting up Mia's floppy leg, watching it dangle helplessly above the table, then spectate as it dropped harshly, falling back onto the table. Mia's lower leg swung below the table with no effort made to try and control it. Lucy looks up from her experiment to notice a boy who was completely flat, possibly flatter than Mia. However, what was peculiar to her was that he had his head turned around looking like a twirly piece of pasta, though he was taking notes off the board with his paper thin yet functional hand, perfectly holding a pencil. Lucy once again looks down and views Mia. She further tests her experiments.
"Ok Mia," she said with a concentrated face of pure science, "I'm going to lift your head up and turn it towards the board, try and keep it up." Mia replies with a soft groan of acceptance. The student, suddenly driven by the need for explanations, caresses Mia's soft and gentle ginger hair, grabbing her by the top of her head. She twists her head around causing her neck to form like a rubber band. It twirls 180 degrees easily without much effort. With a little amount of said effort, it was possible to turn Mia into anything Lucy wanted...
Though she digressed, removing any filthy thoughts out in the name of science and classroom boredom. She usually enjoyed science, but today was simply a revision lesson. Nothing mind-blowing. As she held her dear partner, her head held up like a paper-plate-faced doll made in primary school, she begins to countdown,
"Ok Mia, try to hold your head up in three...two...one...now!"
She releases Mia's head, watching it instantly plop to the table, almost no effort made to hold herself up. Lucy watched as her girlfriend's head just lied there, pathetically. Muffled anger comes through her voice, concealed by the table. Lucy blushes out of embarrassment and quickly lifts Mia's head up, twisting it around and having her head once again face upwards. Although, Mia felt quite peculiar. With her deflated eyes and strange sensation, she noticed Lucy had returned her neck the wrong way, so now it was like a helix as the rest of her body lay flat and defeated on the table. Mia aims her eyes towards Lucy, hoping to fix this mishap as it was slightly choking her, although the girl was already indulged with catching up on the notes she missed, her head down completely ignoring Mia. Mia would fix it if she could. However, she did gain a guilty sensation from being choked by her twisted neck. It was subtle but arousing. Lucy herself glimpses at her flat girl. She began to imagine if she herself were flattened. Though not the usual standard, she was thinking extreme. Herself just crushed between two walls, flopping to the ground like a towel and being unable to move or talk, not even make any noises or facial expressions. Just a poster girl forever...
As she felt herself becoming bubbly, she erased these thoughts from her head, for if she continued, she'd want to do something other than revising tonight. She sets her head down and her pen begins in motion, there were only 5 minutes of lesson left...

Lucy rapidly fires out her notes, burning through the paper to finishes setting written on the board even though miss Flaterang was going to send the PowerPoint to everyone later, it had to be engraved in her head. The teacher announces that it's time to restore your partner, therefore Lucy makes her way slowly to the front and grabs the chemical necessary. As she returns, she observes her flat, rubber-textured girlfriend. Throughout the entire lesson, she had the brain-dead expression of a secret enjoyment through all this. Her chest crushed flatter than the rest of her body due to mishaps earlier, and miniature dents all around her body whereas Lucy had experimented as well as the rest of the class through the practical. Lucy smirks subtly, admiring Mia's deflated state. Even though the fun was over, she decided to get a little bit of a kick out of returning Mia to normal. She drips exactly 2 drops of the chemical onto Mia's chest and it soaked in through her blazer. Shortly after, Mia's body began to vibrate, followed by her boobs perking up first. Lucy knew that wherever the chemical was applied is what was restored first. She guiltily bites her lip as she stares at Mia's mountainous chest that is large and buoyant compared to the rest of her body, more noticeable than a slut with a boob job. However, this fun was short-lived as the rest of her body began to reform.
"GAAASP!" Mia senses her body functioning normally, being able to breathe properly after a long hour. She begins coughing as she senses her organs functioning normally once again.
"Hey, are you ok, Mia?" Lucy asks, closing in on her.
"I'm fine I'm fine!" She hastily replies, pushing Lucy away, "I just never adjust properly after being squashed as thin as a god damn pancake."
The two pick up their bags, Mia dusting off her skirt and torso in the process.
"See you later everyone, and don't forget the homework due for tomorrow!"
The students begin to funnel out of the singular door, squeezing each other to get out. Everyone had been returned to normal size, except one girl whose partner had ignored them and left already. She dangled loosely off the table next to the door, her long straight blonde hair spread sporadically. Her boobs were the size of melons whilst flattened and it was obvious she was embarrassed as everyone walked past her, ignoring her completely or giving a quick chuckle towards the poor paper girl. Mia and Lucy walk out together. With Mia still feeling hazy, her bag snatches on the blonde girl's leg and drags her off the table.
"AAH!" She screams, launching towards the floor. The scenario was similar to a movie whereas someone was about be crushed with the music eerily building up, though in this case, the music grew as the feet stampeded closer to the girl on the floor.
"Help! Please!" She yells until the music reaches the climatic screech! The heavy soles reach the blonde and she is stomped endlessly and ruthlessly into the ground, silencing her as she becomes a sticker on the floor. Mia does not notice her actions, however, and continues walking out the door and into the corridor, students diverging into several different paths like the roots of a plant. Lucy reaches her locker first which is two below Mia's. She fumbles through her blazer pocket, picking out lint, a clip, a blunt pencil and eventually her key to the locker.
"Ah!" She triumphantly expresses, unlocking the door to her belongings and stuffing her folder for Squishology inside. As she closes her locker and locks it up, she turns left to be met with an eyeful of some girl's skirt. A little too close for comfort. She looks up to see Mia staring her down, towering above like a vulture on its prey. Mia's eyebrows her arced aggressively, her hands nailed to her hips. Lucy stands up, wondering what the commotion was about. As she stands, Mia pulls back her hand, before launching it towards Lucy, smacking her hard on her face.
SMACK!
"OW!" Lucy stumbles backwards slightly. She regains her footing and rubs her cheek, "Wh-what did I do!?" The slap was quite Painful, leaving behind a bright red hand mark on her face.
"THAT was for fondling my tits in class you pervert!" Her eyes were oddly cold for her usual behaviour. Lucy looks down, feeling sorry for her actions and in great pain both emotional and physically for her girlfriend hitting her.
"You're right" she spoke aloud, still rubbing her sore cheek, "I'm such a pervert, I don't even dese- MMPH!"
Lucy's sorrow was silenced by the lips of her girlfriend meeting her own. Mia's eyes were tightly shut, her lips puckered on Lucy's before shortly after releasing, a strand of saliva joint between their now parted lips.
"Wh-wha..." Is all Lucy could get out. A few male students walk past whistling towards them, but she ignores them. Her cheeks blush bright red, causing the red hand mark to appear nearly invisible.
"O-ok" she stutters out, "What was THAT for...?"
"THAT" Mia proclaims, "Is if you do the same thing tonight at my place~"
Before Lucy could even comprehend what she had said, Mia had taken off towards the lunch hall. A few brief moments of standing there, as still as if she had been visited by Medusa, her face shrivels into her hands out of embarrassment and lust. She picks up her bag and hurries towards English, wishing the school day would end sooner.