Stretch Rhonda

Stretch Rhonda<br><br>Rhonda Mord (AKA Rubber
Maid) was doing some gift shopping at the new Big Toys
store, trying to find the perfect gift for her Canadian
friend Jac. (see Canadian adventure, Flatphiles.com) So
many possibilities, and yet none seemed quite right.
After Mord looked at and rejected over a hundred
possibilities, a sales woman came up to her and asked if she
could help. The sales woman listened to Mord's
requirements for the perfect gift, including a summary of her
vacation in Canada. After thinking it over for a little
bit, and offering several suggestions that Mord turned
down, the sales woman offered a unique suggestion. How
about a life size stretch doll that looks like you? Can
you really do such a thing? an astonished Mord asks.
It sounds unbelievable!" "Sure we can" the sales
woman replies. "Big Toys has a factory right in the
store. Follow me to the back." Rhonda eagerly follows
the sales woman to the back of the store, and through
a set of doors marked employees only, this means
you. "Don't worry about the sign" the sales woman
responds to Rhonda's unspoken question. "It's just for
unescorted customers."<br>A short time later, Mord is
standing next to one of the toy making machines. "The
machine will take pictures of you with it's digital
cameras, and proceed to make your doll in a few minutes.
Just hold still for a bit." The doll maker is turned
on, the pictures are taken as promised and the
rumbling noise from the machine promises that the doll
will soon be ready. After waiting for several minutes,
Mord asks the sales woman "What do I do now?" "The
doll should be ready in a few moments. When the chime
sounds, the doll will drop down the chute next to you."
Just then the chime rings. Rhonda Mord peers into the
chute and sees something at the top of the chute.
Something about it just doesn't seem right however. The
dimensions of the doll are far too volupteuous to be a copy
of Mord, and the skin is far too pale. "My skin is
black because I'm Black, and my bust is a 36 c-cup."
Mord thinks to herself. "That's a white doll with
breasts the size of large beachballs." Mord tries to call
out to the sales woman about the mistake, but before
she can uttter a word the doll is launched feet first
down the chute at rocket speed and into Mord's open
mouth. Mord is thrown against the wall with the doll
inside of her and then bounces back to the feet of the
saleswoman Trying to escape from the doll after she comes to
a stop, Mord finds her powers have failed her.
She's stuck as a second skin to a busty stretch doll.
The sales woman removes a wig and lears down at the
helpless Rubber Maid. Too late, Rubber Maid discovers
she's fallen into another Fric And Frac trap Fric bends
down to the helpless Mord and adjusts the fit of
Rubber Maid's body around the doll as you would for a
body suit. Straighting up again Fric announces "We're
still going to make a life size stretch doll for your
friend Rubber Mutt, but we're also making one of you!.
The doll inside of you is an extra from when Freddy
ordered a doll in the likeness of Helia Melonowski. Some
of the guys coudn't resist having one for themselves
as well. I covered it with glue laced with Ginko
juice, so you're stuck being my stretch doll.(Ginko
fruit robs Rubber Maid of her contol over her
stretching power. She can still be stretched by others
though.)" The glue used is a quick setting glue, and after
a few moments there is little difference between
the unfortunate Rubber Maid and a Stretch Armstrong
doll except for size and gender. "I'll put a sold sign
on you so no one will remove you Rubber Mud. We'll
return when the store closes, and then we'll have some
fun. Right Frac?" "Right Fric" responds her partner in
crime. Frac is standing to one side, camcorder in hand.
"Don't worry Rubber Mud" he taunts. We'll have a lovely
tape of your adventure to share with everyone." Fric
and Frac love to torment and humiliate Mord and do so
at every opportunity.

Stretch Rhonda - part 2<br><br>Later that day,
after the store had closed, Fric and Frac returned to
further torment the helpless woman of rubber. Rubber
Maid's sole consolation in her predicament was that Fric
and Frac sought only to humiliate her, not to harm
her. <br>"If only they weren't so good at making me
look so foolish!" a furious yet helpless Mord thinks
to herself. Fric walks up to the ebony sleuth, and
leans against Mord's super stuffed bosom for a moment.
"You ought to consider keeping your new figure Mord"
the wisecracking tormentor taunts. "Helia's figure
does you justice." Fric pulls on Mord's chin as she is
speaking, and then grins as the elongated jaw line slowly
returns to normal. Fric then cocks her fist and drives it
deep into Mord's right breast, burying her arm up to
the elbow into the rubbery mass. "This is going to be
so much fun Rubber Butt!" Fric shouts happily. "And
don't you worry about missing anything, Frac's
recording everything." Frac announces his presence with a
cheery "Hi ho", and then advises his partner to get on
with the show. Seeing that Rubber Maid's indented
breast has returned to normal, Fric is happy to inflict
further indignities on her hapless victim. <br><br>Fric
grabs Mord by the hands, and pulls her upper limbs out
several feet. As her stretched out arms are pulled like
taffy, they cease having any resemblance to human arms.
Her elongated limbs can best be described as
tentacles. Squealing with delight, Fric repeats this
treatment with Mord's legs. "Look Frac, a rubber octopus!"
she shouts with glee. Moments later, the stretch doll
formerly known as Rhonda Mord (AKA Rubber Maid) begins
shrinking back down to normal stretch doll dimensions. "Oh
no you don't Rubber Butt!" Fric shouts. "I'm not
done stretching you yet." Fric grabs Mord's tentacle
legs and starts to wrap Rubber Maid around a pillar.
Fric pulls tight on Mord's helpless stretch body as
she wraps Mord around the pillar, until Mord's
elastic body has the appearance of plastic wrap. " I've
always wanted to do that to you Detective Mord. I just
wish I could leave you like this. It would make a
boring video though, and I've got more I want to do to
you." Fric then lets Mord shrink back to the normal
proportions of her Helia stretch doll body until preparations
for the rest of the video are complete.

Stretch Ronda - part 3<br><br>Shortly after
Mord's limbs have returned more or less to normal, Fric
walks up to her wearing a leotard and pushing a small
roller of the type used to press sod down. "Welcome back
to our video." Fric announces. "I've seen so many
exercise videos from so called celebrities that I just had
to try doing one myself. You don't mind helping me
do you Rubber Maid." Getting no objection from the
stuffed rubber sleuth, Fric proceeds with her show. "The
first thing you need to do proper exercises is an
exercise mat." Fric announces. "We don't seem to have a
mat right now, but with Rubber Butt's help we soon
will. Do you want to be face up or face down Rubber
Dumm Dumm?" Wasting no time waiting for a reply that
Mord can't make, Fric places Mord face down on the
floor and runs the sod roller over her back. After
several minutes of strenuous work on Fric's part, Mord
has been reduced to a feminine outline on the floor
two inches thick and several feet wide. Fric left
Mord's height unchanged, giving Rubber Maid the
appearance of a very fat woman with huge beach ball breasts.
"That was a lot of work just to get set up for an
exercise video. You better be the best damn mat in the
world after all that work." Pausing a moment to catch
her breath, Fric then peels Mord's flattened
stretched out face from the floor and smiles into the
camera. " Mord and I may disagree on many things, such as
property rights and respect for authority, but one thing
we agree on completely is the value of exercise.
Whether you're in pursuit of a crook who outclasses you
in every way, or staying five steps in front of flat
footed cops, you've got to be in shape." Letting Mord's
face fall back to the floor, Frac continues."Follow
along with me crooks and cops on my exercise tape
Fricercise."<br>Fric proceeds to do several exercise routines on
Mord's flattened body, each exercise demonstrating just
how helpless the stuffed stretched flattened rubber
detective is. Fric does jumping jacks, sit ups, push ups,
running in place and aerobic work outs on Mord and she
can do nothing about the impish crook on her back.
Nor is Fric shy about reminding Mord or the camera
about Rubber Maid's situation. Finally Fric gets bored
using Mord as an exercise mat and rolls Mord's body up
to sit in a corner while she plans the next part of
the video. Mord is already returning to her stretch
doll shape anyways.

Stretch Rhonda - part 4<br><br> Thinking back to
how stretch Rhonda looked when Fric buried her fist
in the rubbery body gives Fric the perfect idea.
Martial arts exercise tapes are all the rage. "Come on
Mord, we've got another workout to tape" Seconds later
Mord's arms are fastened to the ceiling and her feet are
firmly bound to the floor. Frac's camera pans up and
down Rubber Maid's body for a moment, and then returns
to Fric. "Welcome back to Fricercise. I'm Fric, my
cameraman is Frac, and the punching bag is Rubber Maid. Now
that we've loosened up our muscles with some aerobics,
it's time for a more challenging workout. My favorite
workout involves karate punches and kicks." Fric
demonstrates what she means on her rubber Stretch Rhonda
punching bag. At the word punch, Fric buries her fist up
to the elbow into Mord's overstuffed left breast. On
the word kick, Fric gives Mord a kick from her crotch
all the way up to her mouth. A series of crippling
blows follow, each blow leaving a deep indentation in
Mord's malleable body that slowly oozes back to the
shape of her doll body implant. The dents are made much
quicker then the restoration however, and Mord speds most
of this part of the video looking like a large piece
of swiss cheese Finally the rain of punches and
kicks ends and Fric saunters up to the ebony sleuth.
"Thanks for a great workout Rubber Butt," Fric taunts.
"Let me give you a hug" Fric reaches her arms around
Rubber Maid's captive body and squeezes with all her
might. Mord's body gives way to this onslaught and
bulges on the top and bottom as her midsection is
compressed to microscopic size. When Fric releases Mord from
her grip, Mord is left looking like two balls with a
string between them.

Stretch Rhonda - part 5<br><br>Fric frees Mord's
arms and legs, planning on preparing for the next
sequence of Mord's video from hell. The gel filled doll
Mord has been stuffed with soon returns to its proper
shape, ready for more abuse. It' a pity the same can't
be said for the doll's rubber detective skin. Mord
has been through so much punishment today that even
if she weren't glued to the ginko covered stretch
doll, she would not have the strength to either escape
or fight back. Her only desire at this point is for
the torment to end. Fric has had a tiring time of it
as well though, and decides to rest awhile first.
Folding Mord's legs up behind the rubber defective
detective's head. Fric takes a rest on her imprompto chair.
Sinking deep into her rubber bean bag chair with a tired
smile, Fric asks Frac to wake her in an hour. She needs
a cat nap, or in her case a cat burgerler's nap.
After a brief nap, Fric and Frac get ready for the next
part of the video.<br><br>Spraying Mord's back with an
aerosal adhesive, Fric then slams her rubber captive
against the wall sticking her firmly in place. Taking
hold of a rolling pin, Fric then proceeds to spread
Mord flat across the wall. While she treats Mord like
a piecrust, Fric explains why she's really here.
"Making you the star of a humiliation video is just dumb
luck on our part Rubber Mud. There's a jewelry store
just across the back wall, and the only thing between
us and a fortune is a flimsy brick wall. I got a job
in this toy store so I could case the joint. When I
saw you in the store, I just couldn't resist having
some fun with you. Just so you won't forget our
encounter, we'll leave a copy of the tape with you."
Reaching over to a nearby box, Fric pulls a stretch doll
out of the box and holds it up for Mord to see. The
doll looks just like the super stuffed Rubber Maid.
"We also made a bunch of stretch dolls featuring you
new look. We're going to send this doll to everyone
we can think of along with a copy of the tape as
well. Good thing I ran into you isn't it Mord?" The
parts of Mord's body not glued to the wall have
meanwhile started to spring back, beginning with an
overgenerous bosom. "I've got to have a picture of this for my
scrapbook!" Fric exclaims. "Hold that pose."


Stretch Rhonda - part 6<br><br>Stepping back,
Fric starts snapping pictures of the thoroughly
humiliated and helpless Rubber Maid. "Swell, " Mord thinks
dismally to herself. "Not only am I going to be a laughing
stock again, not only have I been turned into a sleazy
sex doll, but it's all because of some stupid twist
of fate. Why the hell did I ever become a cop in the
first place? I just wish they would go away and leave
me here as a pin up posture." Fate does sometimes
work against the police, but fate is fickle and can
often change at a moment's notice. Mord's body bulges
out from the wall, creating the odd illusion of a
half woman, with her back trapped in the wall and her
front protruding out. The stuffed bosom in particular
sticks out, protruding at least a yard out. The weight
of these generous endornments proves to much for the
glue holding Mord to the wall, and with a loud ripping
noise, she's pulls from the wall and falls heavily to
the floor. The sharp impact dislodges the Helia
Melonowski stretch doll implant from Mord and sends the doll
hurtling out of Rubber Maid straight at Fric. Fric dodges
wildly to escape the rubbery missile, and collides into
Frac. The camera Frac was holding drops to the ground
as the mischievous imps fall into a packaging
machine, capturing the crooks downfall just as it had
previously recorded Mord's misfortunes. In a trice, both
crooks are stuffed into separate boxes and wrapped for
shipping. The recovering Rubber Maid is swift to take
advantage of the turn of events. Walking stiffly over to
the boxed pair as fast as her glue covered back will
allow, Mord confirms that the troublesome imps are
neither in danger, nor able to escape. Taking a few
moments to finish cleaning up and gather the cameras and
dolls, Mord returns with a moving cart. As Detective
Rhonda Mord places her captives in custody she says to
herself "It's good to be a cop, and those dolls will make
unusual gifts. I think I'll have some friends over for a
party when I watch the video." To her prisoners she
just repeats those words all cops say. "You have the
right to remain silent..."<br><br><br><br>the writing
hand having writ, moves on<br><br>this is my last
story<br>If anyone wants to do added segements to this story,
or use Rubber Maid in any of your own stories, be my
guest. Please make sure the stories have a PG rating.
There are enough R and X rated stories out on the net
to last several lifetimes. Don't kill the charactor,
others may want to use her as well and you should leave
her in the same condition you found her in. Play
nice.<br><br>novice<br><brEND