Bayley got home, taking her time in putting her things away and changing from her wrestling gear into some yoga pants and a t-shirt.
She finally retrieved the flattened disc that was Sasha's body out of her sweaty buttcrack, placing her onto the table in front of her bed. "So, did you enjoy your first few hours in your new home?" Hearing only muffled groans from the tiny smushed woman, she quickly realized the problem.
Bayley reached down to find where Sasha's mouth was, manually unflattening it so she could speak. "You bitch! You cheated in the match! Let me go this instant." An angry voice spat from the tiny smeared disk that was the Boss.
Bayley simply reclosed Sasha's mouth so she didn't have to hear anymore, laughing at how she could effectively manipulate any part of her body thanks to the cartoonish physics the remote had given the poor woman. That actually gave her an idea...
"Hey, I never once said it would be a fair match, or that you wouldn't be affected by the remote. I said I would regrow back to regular size, which I did. I completed my end of the deal, and since you lost, that means you're mine now, forever. I didn't make the rules, well actually I did." Bayley laughed at her joke. "But I'm actually the one with a hard job now, I mean where do I put your putty-like body? I could turn you into a tattoo on my ass or tits. I could stretch you into a living pair of pants or bra. I could even get a tan and bake you onto my skin, permanently. Ah, decisions, decisions."
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