Matt has finished up his session. He was regaining thought after rubbing one off to the idea of peeling the flattened crossing guard woman and toying with her body. The first thought that came back to him was about the note. "Who would leave such a thing around? Was it a prank, or meant for someone else? Why did he feel like eating it afterwards? Would the wish actually come true?" He heard the door unlocking. His family had come back home from the store.
"Matt!" Exclaimed his mother Veronica. "We've got dinner, come down!"
He quickly changed his soiled underwear and went downstairs. The table was being set by Debbie. She had just come out of high school. The uniform she had on was the standard grey skirt, blouse with black tie, and flats with black stocking. Rebecca, in her blue shorts and school t-shirt was slipping off her sandals and texting at the table. Their mother brought out the store bought chicken, still dressed in the tight sweats and jogging shirt she had on all day. The dinner was set and the family sat down to eat.
"So everybody what did you guys do today?" Asked the mother.
"Today I aced my geometry test!" Debbie said vibrantly. Matt looked at her still dressed in her uniform. He hadn't noticed before but she took care of her appearance. The dark brown hair was straightened and lightly dashed across her face. Her body, while still young was shaping up pretty nicely. She was definitely inheriting the family's gene for large breast, with a modest C cup measure. Matt suddenly snapped back into reality. Was he really checking out his sister?
Rebecca chimed in. "Oh I remember geometry, such a drag. It only gets harder, but I'm glad you did well Deb." Matt fell into a trance with Rebecca as well. This was the first time he really saw it, but she was a blonde bombshell. The D cup boobs were hard to hide, even with her baggy college tee. He looked under the table to notice her long supple legs. Matt freaked and worried as he felt himself getting hard. This was wrong to him, but felt right.
He looked across the table to his mother, who asked him. "What about you Matt, you seem quiet, what did you do today?"
His reply: "I masturbated while imagining the crossing guard by our house flattened by a runaway steam roller. She was still intact and alive, but as flat as cardboard and near helpless, so I picked her up, felt all around her flat and now light body, and took her home to frame her so I could masturbate to her every night." Suddenly, he turned red with embarrassment, and felt frozen. He couldn't believe what he had just said. His family looked at him and stood quiet.
Suddenly Debbie busted out laughing, which made Matt feel worse. Rebecca also smiled trying to pull back a laugh. His mother still had the vacant expression on her face. She spoke "Mrs. Beatty? You find her that attractive? I always thought she was pretty plain. I could call her up and tell her about it if you'd like."
Matt was flabbergasted at what his mother had just told him, she didn't seem to find it that bizarre. Was this the work of the note?
Debbie got over her laughing fit. "Flattened? Really? That makes everything about the woman worse. And besides, you wouldn't be able to fuck her if you wanted to!" The cursing seemed to fly past her mother's ears, who almost seemed to agree.
Rebecca got into the conversation. "Well he could always wrap her around his dick while he jerked off." Matt was shocked at what they were saying. They were even giving suggestions to how to improve his fantasy.
The mother started giving advice. "I think you should rent a steam roller and try it out on her. I think you could pull it off!" Somehow, the common sense that she would be harmed didn't process in her mind. Matt replied "I think that would seriously harm her!"
The mother argued. "No, she'd just end up like you said, flat as cardboard, but still intact and alive. Don't you know what you fantasize about becomes possible?"
Matt was sure this wasn't real, but the work of the sticky. He nervously asked. "Are-are you serious?"
The mother got up. "Yes, do you need a demonstration?" Matt nodded yes. With that Veronica slipped off her shirt and joggers. "Don't want to mess these up, these are good clothes." Only in her white bra and panties she walked to the kitchen. She stood in front of the refrigerator and grabbed the top. She rocked it until it tipped right onto her, squashing her whole. Matt freaked and got up, with Rebecca's help they picked up the fridge back into place. Matt looked down and was shocked at what he saw. His mother was now completely flat. She looked like a well done photoshop glued to the floor.
"M-mm-mom, are you ok?" He asked, scared.
The flattened figure opened her eyes. "Well of course I am sweetie. You looked surprised, are you considering framing me up too?"
Matt nearly fainted.
