"No," you put your foot down. Kim is speechless, and not in a good way, not even in a stunned way. Rather, she just shakes her head at you before swinging her hand around and clasping you within it. Kim gets back to her feet. Your upper body is all that's protruding from the top of her fist.
You're struck with familiar terror as Kim looks down on you, momentarily inspecting you, before bringing her other hand up and clasping that around the top of your body. Then, as if playing with a Stretch Armstrong toy, she pulls her hands apart until tension builds and then goes even further. You're absolutely wrung out, just over half a metre long. Each end, the upper and lower parts of your body are crushed between Kim's fingers as she squeezes her fists tight.
Kim then unfurls her fists and rolls you up into a ball in the palm of her hand. "Kim-- urgh," you try to plead before your mouth is mashed into an amorphous blob with the rest of you. Kim once again curls her hand into a fist, as tightly as she can, crushing you into a glob. She then opens her fist to see your wad of a form sitting there; limbless, faceless, helpless.
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