A Little Mix Up - Slushy TF
Tags: Inanimate, Mental TF, Food TF, inanimatecaption
The local cinema smelled like burnt popcorn butter and floor cleaner. Judy stood behind the register in her red work polo, black pants and red STAFF cap pulled down over her short dark bob, and she was glaring at a couple who had just run in two minutes before the nine o'clock showing. "You know th…
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The local cinema smelled like burnt popcorn butter and floor cleaner. Judy stood behind the register in her red work polo, black pants and red STAFF cap pulled down over her short dark bob, and she was glaring at a couple who had just run in two minutes before the nine o'clock showing. "You know the movie starts in TWO minutes, right?" she snapped while the guy dug through his wallet. "Every week you two show up at the last second, so maybe buy a watch. Large popcorn, two large Cokes… thirty one fifty, so tap your card before I die of old age!" Then the office door opened and Mr. Thaddeus walked out with his clipboard and Judy's whole face changed in one second. Her voice went soft and sweet as she said, "Oh, and I'll throw in extra napkins for you guys! Enjoy the movie, have a wonderful night!" Krell nodded and walked on, and as soon as he turned the corner, Judy rolled her eyes so hard her cap moved.
Mike watched from the back counter, where he was stuck refilling the nacho cheese pump because Judy always gave him the gross jobs. He was skinny and shy with messy brown hair and glasses that kept sliding down his nose and in four months he had never told Judy that he thought she was the hottest girl he had ever seen. She had a small waist, big round tits that pushed against her polo, and a thick ass that stretched the work pants tight, but she also had a mouth that could make grown men cry. "Mike! Go mix a new batch of cherry for the ten o'clock rush," she said, pointing at the big slushy machine in the corner. "Got it," he said, grabbing the syrup and a white bag off the shelf. Twenty minutes later, Judy took a test sip, and her face twisted up as she spat the red slush right back into the cup PTOOO. "What the FUCK is this?!" she yelled. "Did you put SALT in this?" Mike looked at the white bag in his hand, which said SALT in big blue letters. "Oh no, I'm so sorry, the bags look the same..." "You NEVER pay attention!" She threw the cup in the trash so hard it bounced back out. "That whole tank is ruined and Krell takes double for every mistake, so that's eighty bucks out of MY check. I'm buying the new iPhone next week and I'm not letting your stupid clumsy hands ruin that, so think of something!"
She paced behind the counter, then grabbed her purse from under the register. "Wait! This weird guy from my date last week gave me this." She held up a shiny sticker with a cartoon star on it. "He said you put it on, you change your form and you press it for thirty seconds to turn back. So I'll turn into a slushy machine, we fill the cherry orders from me and nobody ever knows!" "Judy, those cheap stickers mess people up really bad.. I read about it online..." "Nobody asked you, nerd," she said, crossing her arms. Then she unbuttoned her pants, tugged them down and slapped the sticker on her bare thigh. The second it touched her skin, a cold tingle shot up her leg and straight into her pussy and she let out a little moan, "Mmmh!" She slapped her hand over her mouth and glared at Mike as if this was his fault too. The tingle spread fast, moving up her thigh, over her hips and into her belly and everywhere it went, her skin got colder and smoother. She watched her hands turn pink, then bright cherry red. Then the skin went hard and glossy, with the white ceiling lights reflecting off her knuckles. When she pressed one finger into her arm, it felt smooth and cool and squishy, the exact feel of a plastic cup filled to the top. Her dark hair turned red from the roots down and the ends got wet and thick and started dripping.
"Ahhh~ hhhn~ this feels so WEIRD," she groaned, angry at herself for moaning. "Unnngh~ Stop LOOKING at me!" "I'm sorry, I'm just... are you sure this is supposed to happen?" "I said SHUT UP!" Something cold moved inside her, and she felt her belly and chest go loose, empty and then icy liquid poured in to fill the space, thick, sweet and freezing. Her thighs clenched tight together, so she looked down just in time to see red slush leak out of her pussy, soak through her panties, and run down the inside of her thigh. It dripped on the floor. Then she felt her pussy lips press together and seal shut with a wet little squelch. When she slid her shaking fingers into her panties to check, there was only smooth, hard, cold red plastic where her soft pussy used to be. "Oh my god~ Oh my GOD!" Then her tits started to burn with cold and her nipples swelled and hardened and pushed out until she felt something long and stiff growing out of each one. Her bra stretched until the seams popped wit a loud RRRIP and her tits grew rounder and heavier as they filled with sloshing slush. She yanked off her polo and the ripped bra and they both stared. Each big red tit now had a slushy dispenser sticking out where the nipple used to be, with a silver nozzle and a black lever on top, and when she moved, the slush inside her rolled from side to side SHLOSH so cold and heavy that her knees wobbled. She wiped a red drip off her hair and licked her finger, and her cheeks went even darker. "I'm cherry. I taste like a cherry slushy, so why am I not a MACHINE?!" Mike blushed and read the tiny print on the sticker wrapper. "It only works for humanoid forms. You're a slushy woman, Judy…"
"I hate you," she sighed, tugging her STAFF cap down over her dripping red hair, and the red cap matched her new skin perfectly. She stood behind the counter in only her pants and shoes, teeth clenched, and every small move made her plastic skin squeak and the freezing slush shift around inside her, because she had no warm muscles left, only a heavy cold shell full of liquid. Ten minutes later, three guys walked up, and Judy went stiff. A group of three guys she had called broke, slow and ugly right in the face entered the building. Brane grinned at her shiny red tits. "Three large cherry slushies, please." "Sure," she mumbled through her teeth, looking at them as if she wanted to murder all three. "Coming up... take a a cup..." Brane held his cup under her left tit and pulled the lever, and Judy gasped, "Ahhhhh!" The cold slush rushed up from her belly and squeezed out through the nozzle SHHHLLLRRRP and the pulling feeling deep inside her tit was so good that her knees knocked together. She could feel every tiny ice crystal sliding out of her and as the cup got heavier, her body got lighter and looser. "Hhhaaah~ mmmmh~ hurry UP!" she panted, gripping the counter. Brane's cup was still filling when Oskar pushed his under her right dispenser and yanked that lever too, so both tits drained at once and Judy's eyes rolled back as a long moan spilled out of her, "Unnnnnngh~" Behind them, the last troublemaker pulled a third cup off the stack and licked his lips.
The ten o'clock crowd turned into the eleven o'clock crowd and somehow every single person wanted cherry. Word spread fast through the lobby and guys kept walking up to the stand with big dumb grins, holding out cups and pulling her levers one after another SHHHLLRP SHHHLLRP while Judy gripped the counter and moaned through her clenched teeth. Every pull dragged the cold slush up from her belly and out through her tits, and every time it left her, a hot shiver of pleasure ran across her whole plastic body, so her thighs squeezed together over her sealed pussy and her toes curled inside her shoes. "Hhhnnn... ahhh... next," she growled. "Mmmmph... NEXT!" By midnight the empty spaces inside her started to feel strange. She could feel the slush sloshing lower in her body, cold and heavy around her hips and thighs, while her chest and arms felt light and hollow, so when she moved her arm, the plastic skin bent and crinkled and popped back out with a soft BLOP Then a guy in a hockey jersey walked up with a giant souvenir cup and grabbed both of her levers at the same time.
"Hey, one at a time!" Judy snapped, but he only laughed and held both levers all the way down. Cold slushy shot out of both tits at once FWOOOSH and the pressure built up so fast inside her chest that her tits swelled and stretched and the plastic creaked, because her nozzles couldn't let it out fast enough. Her whole shell was trembling and squeaking, and she felt the slush pushing hard against her sealed pussy from the inside, cold and full and ready to burst. "Ahhhh~ Unnngh~ Let GO, you idiot, I'm gonna EXPLODE!" she screamed and her knees buckled so her ass hit the back counter with a loud wet SQUELCH "Mmmmmmh~ aaahhhh~ let GO!" He let go only when his cup overflowed and red slush ran down his wrist while he grinned at her. "Thanks, sweetheart. Best slushy I ever had." "I hope you choke on it," she panted, shaking all over as the pressure slowly faded. It went on until one fifteen in the morning, when the last couple left with two small cherry slushies and the lobby finally went dark and quiet. Judy stood swaying behind the counter with only a small cold puddle left inside her, sloshing around in her hips and ass, while the rest of her was thin red plastic, wrinkled and soft and empty. She felt so sleepy that her eyelids kept sagging, because there was barely anything left inside her to keep her awake. She was angry, but she was also proud, because she had saved her paycheck and her new iPhone. "We made it," she mumbled, yawning. "Okay, nerd, turn me back! And next time YOU fuck up, YOU wear the sticker and I won't care what happens to you!"
Mike was reading the instruction sheet, and his face went pale. "Um, Judy... tt says this is a cheap version and you're not supposed to turn into weird stuff. If you turn back now, you'll be mostly just skin, because the slush is part of your body now and well you are empty... you have to get filled back up to match how full you were at the start." "Filled with WHAT?" "With... slushy." She stared at him as her cheeks went darker red. "How? And why didn't you TELL me this before?!" "I didn't KNOW! You slapped it on before I could read anything!" She put her soft plastic hand over her face and groaned. "Unnngh, fine. Fine. There's purple blueberry in the second tank, so use that. But I'm sealed up everywhere, so where is it supposed to go?" Mike's eyes slowly slid down to the dispensers on her tits. Judy blushed hard. "No! You are NOT thinking what I'm thinking!" He looked away, red in the face, but he nodded. She sighed angrily and leaned back against the counter. "Okay! DO IT, GODDAMMIT!" Mike put his fingers around her left dispenser and started twisting it, and Judy gasped and twitched as the plastic threads turned inside her tit, creak, creak, creak. "Ahhhh~ hhhnnnn~ slower, slower..." She was panting by the third turn, and when she looked down, she saw the hard bulge in Mike's work pants, and her eyes narrowed. "Are you seriously getting HARD right now?" "I can't help it!" Then the dispenser came loose with a wet POP and a little cherry slush splashed onto his finger. Without thinking, he licked it off, and Judy's whole face went a dark burning red. He set the dispenser down on the counter, and she moaned, "Mmmhhhh~ Dumbass," she hissed. "I can FEEL that, you know!"
Mike filled a big plastic pitcher from the blueberry tank, grabbed the kitchen funnel, and stuck the tip into the open hole in her tit. Then he started to pour, slowly and steadily, and the purple slush slid down into her, so cold that she arched her back and moaned, "Ohhhhh~ mmmmmh~ it's so COLD..." She felt it fill her up from the bottom, pushing into her hips and her ass and climbing up through her belly and everywhere the new slush went, her wrinkled plastic skin swelled back out smooth and tight. Her red color turned darker and darker until it was a shiny grape purple, and her red hair went purple too, getting softer and messier, with little drips hanging off the ends. When she shook her head to fix it, her STAFF cap slid off and fell onto the floor with a soft pat. Something was changing inside her head, too. 'Why is he looking at me like that? Does he think I'm gross? I was so mean to him all night, and all those guys, oh god, they probably hate me...' The thoughts came in one after another, soft and worried and the hot angry feeling that always lived in her chest got smaller and smaller with every pitcher of blueberry he poured. When he finally said, "Okay, you're full," she jumped so hard that she knocked the pitcher with her elbow, and purple slush splashed all over the counter and down Mike's shirt. SPLAT
"Oh no, oh no, I'm s... s... sorry, Mike, I'm so sorry," she stammered, pressing her fingertips together under her chin while her big purple tits wobbled. "I didn't mean... I'm so clumsy..." Mike screwed the dispenser back into her tit and she let out a tiny squeak, "Eep... mmh~" then looked at the floor. "M... Mike? Do I look weird? Are you m... mad at me? Is it bad that I liked it a little?" He blinked at her, because the old Judy would rather die than ask that. "Do you want to wait until we get more cherry tomorrow?" "N... no, I have college in the morning, and I can't be a slushy girl in class, everybody would stare, so please just turn me back now?" He pressed his thumb on the sticker and counted thirty seconds out loud, and she shivered as her purple plastic went warm, soft, pink and her shell turned back into skin, and her hair went dark again. From that night on, the old Judy was gone. She said sorry to customers, tripped over popcorn buckets, and blushed every time Mike looked at her. He offered to put her back to normal again and again, but every time he held up the sticker, she only twisted her fingers together and shook her head.