Not quick enough (Shortstackification)

With a quick sprint, you feel your heart racing. The rubber flattening thingy is getting closer and closer with each passing second... about halfway across the length of the room, you feel one of your ballet flats trip up under the other.

No!!

You fall flat on your face, onto the surprisingly soft ground... rubber, like you presume the ceiling-crusher is as well.

No time, you've got to get to your feet, stand up and-

**WHAM!!**

No sooner do you get back upright, the masher comes down and flattens you.... but... you don't seem to be dead?

As you feel yourself squashed against the floor, it's evident that yet more of the strange alien technology that permeates this bizarre station must be keeping you alive somehow...

As the masher pulls back up to the ceiling, you find yourself still standing.. albeit... did this room always look so tall or... are you somehow shorter!?

You seem to be much smaller than your original size... if you had to take an eucated guess you're now no taller that 3ft5in!

Your weight didn't... go away though. it feels more like it's been... redistributed....

Your body feels way curvier than bfore, and you grip the bulge of your tummy and find yourself a little pudgier than you were before.

It seems that most of your weight went to your butt and your chest... you're must look like some sort of sexbomb gremlin - diminutive and made of nothing but soft curves. Even your lips feel like they've gotten puffier... you're a parody of femininity.

But still, you're still you! Maybe if you make it out of this place you can find a way to reverse this and-

"And the Shortstackifier gets another once promisiing contestant... what a pity for her, but a boon to our longtime Sponsor, GOBLINMODE. GOBLINMODE - purveyor of tiny, stacked sex slaves from all over the galaxy!"

Wait what does that mean?

Before you can consider this, the moving screen floats in front of your vision and fills with a spiral pattern... your newly plumped lips start to leak drool and you fall onto your now massively cushioned posterior.

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"Aaaaand next on the auction block... fresh off her failed efforts on the hit gameshow , "The Grand Maze" ... we have lot number 187654218! This squat little cockgobbler has been programmed with ALL the latest techniques in alien felatio... those plump little lips will suck dicks that galaxy hasn't even discovered yet!"

You curtsy and pose, cheekily pulling up the hem of your skirt to show the viewers your now massive buttocks. You shake your cleavage enticingly, just like GOBLINMODE trained you to do... as a GOBLINMODE product you know the customer is always right, even if that customer is a seven headed blob monster from pluto's hidden moon - and it's your job to be sexy for them!

"The bidding will start at the top of the hour... after the conclusion of our main show! Now back to The Grand Maze, where we rejoin a poor young woman who is desperately trying to escape from the Fetish Hunter's swamp... place your bets, and ready your bids.... now!"