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Post by Vomica on Feb 18, 2009 0:06:27 GMT -4
This might hurt, let's delay the inevitable as long as possible.
"Ah... let's make it slow!", I reply, as I once again conclude that my host is a lunatic. A steam press for a ceiling!? He is either insane, a genius, or both...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2009 14:47:06 GMT -4
You look up at the celing an notice the press is alot closer then you remembered, just then you feel the press touching your head, the fource isn't very fast but is very strong none the less, you then feel a pressure on your body as the press starts to work
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Post by Vomica on Feb 24, 2009 0:56:03 GMT -4
It slowly presses me to the ground flattening me in one dimension, as I expand in the other. The sensation is fairly odd, for I've never had gone through anything like this. Even the melting...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2009 20:08:10 GMT -4
You look foward as your field of vision is becoming lower and lower, along with your body which is getting shorter
"how does it feel down their?"
I ask in a humorous tone
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Post by Vomica on Mar 6, 2009 19:39:18 GMT -4
"Kinda tight!", I declare.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2009 0:27:18 GMT -4
within a minute your only 3 ft high and 5 1/2 ft wide, pretty soon the press has almost completed it's job
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Post by Vomica on Mar 11, 2009 23:33:38 GMT -4
I wander aloud, "What next?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2009 20:19:58 GMT -4
"well now that your flattend, do you still wish to become a table or do you wish to change your mind?"
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