“Seriously, Ted, I gave you a week in advance to get those stains out of the carpet in the lounge BEFORE tomorrow. I have the girls from work over for dinner tomorrow. It’s too late to rent a steamvac now, and it’d still be wet if you cleaned it tomorrow. Well, that makes figuring out your punishment easy, I suppose.” There wasn’t any point in running; Melissa’s walk could easily catch you, and she’d just extend your punishment if you tried to avoid it. In this case, it was her foot dropping onto your face as she squashed you down and picked you off the ground. She started kneading you and pulling you out longer and easier every time, slowly flattening you and making you into a bit of a square as she walked into the lounge.
It was a nice room that was basically your mother’s show room, where she hosted people when there were parties. There was a circular table in the middle of the room, and bottles of wine as well as a few other things for your mother’s entertainment. More importantly, there was a series of stains on the carpet of the floor from Nicole shattering a bottle when she was trying to sneak it out for a party a month or two ago. She had been grounded for a while, but she had begged you to help, so you had gotten her out of it by promising to clean the mess yourself, which obviously you had forgotten to do, though it seems all of Melissa had transferred her frustration about it to you.
Without even asking, you knew that she was thinking of covering the stains with your body like a rug; it didn’t take much imagination. What it did was fill you with dread, the stain ran several feet in one direction and spread out around the table where it had started. You were not a fan of being stretched so far beyond your typical size, and this might be one of the most ambitious stretches Melissa had ever planned. First, she pulled the table and chairs away and moved to one side of the room, obviously without some sort of pressure, you’d start reforming immediately, so she dropped to her knees and barely lifted the corner of a cabinet and slipped a corner of you under it letting it drop again painfully pinching you between the floor and cabinet and she repeated the process by dragging you to the other side and slipping another part. Now you were stretched farther away, she dragged you slowly, stretching your body until she was on the other half of the room, where she lifted decorations to slip parts of you under to keep you from snapping back. If you could, you would groan, looking up at the ceiling it was already in your top ten for worst punishments but Melissa wasn’t finished.
“Okay, this looks pretty good, there are some spots that could be more uniform, though.” She said, looking right at your eye, something that was equally cartoonishly stretched out enough to be visible. She hovered her bare foot over your eye as if debating whether or not she should do what she was about to do, but it did eventually come down. She scraped her foot over your eye like she was wiping her feet and then twisted before checking her work. Your eye was much less visible, and your vision had narrowed, but maybe that was better than having your eyes wide open. She repeated this with your other eye and then over your mouth, though this had the opposite effect of forcing your mouth open so that you were licking her foot, which frustrated her, causing her to grind more and more. She stepped back, eventually leaving you with the taste of foot that had been crammed into pumps all day and a sore tongue. She hummed while looking and shrugged. “Well, at least it looks like an intentional pattern now, and you’re much more comfortable walking on than the carpet was; hopefully, the girls will agree.” She walked over you and dragged the table back on top of you as well as the chairs. You noticed your tongue was basically now stretched out under the table. “Okay Ted, I hope you’ll learn to clean up the messes you take responsibility for but you’re not getting out of it until after tomorrow night. Go ahead and take the downtime to think about that cause I’m sure you’re not going to be able to focus when all the girls are here.”
1. The next day Guests Arrive
2. Melissa's girls night is delayed so your punishment is extended
3. You reform before guests arrive and Melissa decides to get her colleagues' advice on how to punish you for embarrassing her
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