Squish Deserved Part 2

Jeanne: (Ugh... I... probably deserve this...)

Bayonetta walked out of the room, still wearing the Jeanne shaped sticker on her butt, as she simply groaned in defeat.

"Well, I might as not waste the rest of this day. I guess I'll just go do our plans by myself," Bayonetta said to herself.

Jeanne could hear Bayonetta talking from her behind. In the daze of being squashed and smushed under her seat for hours, Jeanne had completely forgotten what they were meeting up for. Was it dinner? A movie?

"Horseback riding!" Bayonetta said with a smile.

A nervous seat ran down Jeanne's flat little head. She had to get off of Bayonetta's butt before something THAT unbearable would happen. But what options did she have in her position?

Bayonetta walked outside and began heading towards the ranch where she would be riding horses. All on the way there, multiple people were staring at Bayonetta's butt noticing the strange, flat, sticker-like object decorating her bottom. Bayonetta was normally used to this kind of attention, but it seemed more noticeable today than other days.

"What is with everyone today? I understand my butt is sexy, but have some manners!" Bayonetta muttered to herself.

Soon, she arrived at the ranch. This was the first time she and Jeanne would be horseback riding, so a trainer came out to assist her. As the trainer brought out the horse, he offered to help Bayonetta get on.

"No no, I'm perfectly capable of handling myself," Bayonetta said, denying the offer.

Bayonetta leaped up towards the saddle, completely overshooting it. She flew over the horse and landed butt first on the ground on the other side.

*SMISH*
"Mmph!" Jeanne uttered as she was squashed even further by the impact of Bayonetta's fall.

Bayonetta turned around as if she almost heard Jeanne this time. However, seeing nothing, she dusted herself off and stood up. She leaped up onto the horse again, this time successfully landing on it. She twisted and shifted a bit on the saddle to get comfortable and steady. The movement continued to grind the paper thin Jeanne under her seat even flatter.

"Okay, I'm ready!" Bayonetta said confidently.

With a whip of the reigns, she took off on the horse. The horse galloped and trotted across the fields, bumping up and down with ever step it took. Bayonetta was still new to this, so oher shaky control caused the bumping and rocking to be a bit more vigorous than it should be. The constant bouncing and shaking splattered Jeanne thinner and thinner by the second.

*SQUISH*
*SQUASH*
*SPLAT*
*SMOOSH*

"Mmphhggrrrrrr!" Jeanne attempted to scream, but was muffled by Bayonetta's rear.

"Here comes a jump! Heeyah!" Bayonneta screamed as she approached and obstacle fence.

Jeanne's gritted her teeth in anticipation.

As she commanded the horse to jump, Bayonetta's rear came up a few inches from the horse for a brief second as they took to the air, before quickly smashing back down again on the saddle with a resounding *SPLAT* which sent Jeanne into a stupefied daze of intense, squishy pressure.

But it didn't end there. Enjoying the thrill and rush of jumping fences, Bayonetta looped around to attempt a series of jumps on the horse.

*SQUASH*
*SQUOOSH*
*SMISH*
*SMUSH*

After about a few hours of horseback riding, Bayonetta brought the horse back to the stable. All of the bouncing, jumping, and bumping around had flattened Jeanne so thin against Bayonetta's bottom. She was basically a painted on like a tattoo at this point. As Bayonetta attempted to get off, she once again fell to the ground, landing on her rear once more.

*SQUISH*
"Blgrrmmmmphhh..." Jeanne blathered dizzily form Bayonetta's behind.

Bayonetta vaguely noticed the sound once again.

"What on Earth is that? I swear I heard something similar when I fell over last time!" Bayonetta asked.

She stood up and looked around more diligently this time. She looked all around on the ground and underneath her for the source of the noise until her eyes finally settled on her own bottom.

"Oooooohhhhhhhh! So THAT'S what that noise was!" Bayonetta said.

Bayonetta was just about to peel the tiny, very flat Jeanne off of her butt when a certain recent memory of being squashed quite similarly to this came back to her. A mischievous smirk grew on Bayonetta's face. As she reached down to her rear, instead of picking the flat wtich off of her butt, she instead slapped it hard, squashing Jeanne flatter in between her hand and her cheek.

"Hahahah, did you enjoy our ride Jeanne? I know I did!" Bayonetta taunted.

Jeanne simply let out a disgruntled moan.

"I remember when a certain friend of mine did something like this to me recently. I think it's only fair that you get rewarded with something even better heheheh..." Bayonetta said deviously.

The color drained from Jeanne's pancaked face with nervous anticipation.

"Is she STILL mad about that!? It was an accident! I didn't know she was stuck to my butt that day! I even said I was sorry!" Jeanne thought to herself.

Deep down however, she knew that Bayonetta couldn't pass up an opportunity like this.

Bayonetta found a nearby chair proceeded to do all sorts of torturous things to Jeanne still stuck to her butt. She started by bouncing up and down on her huge behind with the intent of squashing Jeanne even flatter.

*SQUIIIIIIIISH*

She grabbed the edges of the seat and pulled herself down on it, twisting and turning, smushing and smearing her flat friend underneath her even more.

*SQUUUUUUOOOOOSH*

Bayonetta then got up and found a nearby tree. She ground her butt against it as hard as she could, pressing onto Jeanne with all of her might.

*SMUUUUUUUUSH*

Bayonetta finished up and smirked victoriously. She turned around and checked her behind to see her marvelous work.

And there she was. Jeanne, reduced to nothing more than a disheveled white smear plastered onto her butt was even flatter, thinner, and more spread out than before, just as Bayonetta had hoped. This was the flattest Jeanne had ever been in her entire life. She had been knocked completely senseless, and her tiny, thin body distorted greatly beyond its normal shape. Helpless dazed grunts came from the incredibly flat witch as Bayonetta simply laughed at her.

"Just remember Jeanne, you brought this upon yourself!" Bayonetta gloated.

Bayonetta soon left the ranch and made her way for home. But walking wasn't exactly on her agenda right now.

"You know Jeanne, I could walk home, but I think I feel like taking the bus back. I'll just catch that same rickety, bumpy old ride you used last time when this happened to me. I'm sure you're okay with that!"

Jeanne groaned in defeat once more, knowing that this was going to be a long, torturous ride home.

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Nothing like the good old "what goes around, comes around" trope for a story! I wanted the flattenings to be a little more intentional in this one though, as I wanted it to be a little more different than the last one of course. I think it turned out well enough.

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