Squashed flat!!! Anthro Zoo chapter 4 by Somebody__mo-qQ5F5g and dellobenedetto

You took a deep breath and approached the group of anthro elephants, trying to look as nonchalant as possible despite the butterflies in your stomach. You spotted a friendly-looking female elephant named Elara who had a few humans and anthros gathered around her, chatting and laughing. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she noticed you approaching. "Hello there," she boomed, her voice a pleasant rumble that resonated through the ground. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

You gulped, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I was wondering... Would it be okay if you, uh, sat on me?" You asked tentatively, trying not to betray the thrill the thought gave you.

Elara's eyes widened in surprise, followed by an amused smile. "Oh, you're new to this, aren't you?" She said warmly. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it's a comfortable experience for you." She gestured for you to come closer, and you stepped forward, feeling the warmth of her body against your own. The crowd parted, giving you both space as they watched with a mix of curiosity and knowing smiles.

As she turned around, her colossal booty came into view, a round, muscular marvel that was as high as your chest. It was covered in a sheen of sweat, hinting at the power and warmth contained within. Her tail swished teasingly as she positioned herself, her backside facing you. The sight of it was overwhelming, like staring into the abyss of an alien world. The crowd grew quieter, their whispers fading away as they anticipated the spectacle that was about to unfold.

"Just lay down on the ground," Allison instructed, pointing to a spot a safe distance from Elara. You complied, feeling the soft grass cushion your back as you lay there, staring up at the towering figure of the anthro. Her human-sized breasts swayed gently as she turned to look back at you, one eyebrow quirked in question.

Elara took a step forward, and you felt the earth tremble beneath her. You braced yourself, heart racing as she bent her knees slightly, lowering her massive body. Her tail swished once more, a silent countdown, and then it happened. Her colossal butt descended upon you with a soft thud, enveloping your entire torso. The pressure was surprisingly gentle, as if you were being hugged by a giant pillow. You felt your body conform to the shape of her bottom, your face buried between her cheeks, the scent of her sweat and musk filling your nose.

As she applied more pressure, your body began to spread out, the sensation akin to being squished flat like putty. You could feel your internal organs rearranging themselves, but there was no pain, only a deep, profound comfort. The crowd around you watched with a mix of fascination and arousal, some taking pictures while others whispered about how lucky you were. The warmth of her body seeped into yours, and you felt your muscles relax as you became one with her.

"How are you doing down there?" Elara's voice echoed in your ears, a gentle rumble that seemed to soothe your soul. You managed to mumble a response, "I-I'm okay..."

A couple of minutes later, Elara raised herself off you, and you felt your body slowly regain its shape. The pressure lifted, and you took deep, gasping breaths as the air rushed back into your lungs. You looked down at yourself and couldn't believe it. You were completely squished down, your clothes clinging to your now pancake-thin body. The crowd around you gasped and cheered, a few clapping. You felt a bit embarrassed at first, but the amazement on their faces quickly turned into admiration.

"Would you like to continue?" Elara asked, her voice a mix of concern and amusement. She looked down at your squished form with a gentle curiosity. You took a moment to consider the sensations, the warmth, and the weight of her. Despite the initial shock, it had been strangely... liberating. You felt a rush of excitement and nodded. "Yes, please. I want to keep going."

Allison stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Alright, let's see what we can do with you," she said, picking up your pancake body with surprising ease. You felt a sense of vulnerability being handled so casually, yet there was also a thrill to the unknown. She placed you on a nearby bench and began to knead you like a piece of dough, stretching and reshaping your body.

As she worked, the crowd grew closer, their murmurs of amazement and intrigue turning to gasps as you began to take form once again. You felt the bones in your body crackle back into place, and your limbs stretch out. The sensation was strange, a mix of pain and pleasure that was utterly indescribable. Allison's touch was firm yet gentle, her human-like hands surprisingly adept at manipulating your squished form.

Once Allison finished, she picked you up with ease and carried you back to Elara, who was watching the whole process with a knowing smile. "Looks like you're all set," she announced. "Elara, would you like to tell him what he has been molded into?"

Option 1: Elara tells you that you have been made into a thong for her.

Option 2: Elara tells you that you have been made into a bra for her friend (Choose animal species).

Option 3: Elara tells you that you have been made into a fart muffler for her friend Zara the Zebra.

Option 4: Elara tells you that you have been made into a sweat rag.