Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Fair and Square

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Back with Bessie...

Bessie was sitting with Valerie, Serena, Indigo, Cynthia, Nadia, Blythe, Peony, and of course, Mikaela. She was discussing plans to make sure that the protests go on as smoothly as possible.
"So, as far as I remembered, Fiona was transformed before she returned last year." Bessie sighed, "I am not sure how she returned, but I have saw her with a humanization raygun and she was looking for Ice Cube as well."
"Yeah, I remembered that when we were at that Cafe we worked at." Valerie nodded in agreement.
"Well, do you think that it is possible to keep your mind though?" Bessie asked, "I don't think any of us wants to lose our precious minds to the depths of objectification, forced to compete with our original agency gone."
"I wish that could happen, maybe if one of us is still alive, somehow even after turning into objects, it would gladly help our case of people getting mutilated when they're being transformed." Valerie replied.
"Yeah, it would be difficult to adjust to this new body though, why do you think that transformations often get mental changes in the mix?" Indigo asked.
"Because they don't want the victims to be telling anyone what happened, and the difficulty adjusting to a new body?" Bessie asked.
"Yeah, he is not just going to mutilate us if we get caught breaking the rules, he is going to brainwash us all!" Indigo cried out.
"Yeah, it wouldn't be far-fetched to lose your entire identity in this world." Valerie scoffed.
"Wait, so, you are all fucking saying that we are going to lose our damn minds?!" Cynthia asked.
"It'd be scary if any of us loses our humanity as well." Serena added.
"Yes, but not if we avoid getting ourselves transformed into objects!" Valerie replied, "So, has anyone gathered enough people to organize against the cruel man?" Bessie asked.
"No, nobody really cares for the cause, all of them seem to say that they'd don't want to get into the trouble." Nadia scoffed.
"Well, that's something." Blythe sighed.
"Well, yeah, it won't be a surprise that everyone might be afraid of what will happen to them, rather than Craig himself." Peony was translating the sign language for Mikaela, she knew that Indigo was using sign language this whole time as well, to communicate with Mikaela.
"Tommorrow, we go out there and show what we're made of, Indigo, Valerie, start planning the legal stuff, if I don't come back, it means I've turned into and object." Bessie then hugged Valerie for one last time, knowing that protesting at big bad boss of Hell itself's territory was risky and would most likely end up in punishment.

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The Next Day...
18 May 2021

Bessie, Cynthia, Serena, Peony, Mikaela, Nadia and Blythe were outside of Craig's house, carrying signs. Of course, Bessie was leading them all as she wanted to do this. She knew that she had to be careful who she's around when discussing the protest because Regina is not just a pathological liar and a bully, she is also a snitch as well.

Bessie knew that she had what it takes to make sure that Craig stops what he's doing, she had full confidence in herself. She knew that she couldn't screw up because if she got caught, his children would single she, Cynthia and Serena as the leaders and transform them, and just them.

Suddenly, Bessie, with a deep breath, knocked on the door as she shouted through the door, "HEY, CRAIG, YOU HAVE TRANSFORMED INNOCENT PEOPLE AND YOUR TRANSFORMATION GAME IS BULLSHIT!" She rested her hand on her side after knocking on the door before heading back down, picketing and doing the chant "Craig's game is bullshit!"

Suddenly, Craig opened the door, his mug of coffee unironically having World's Greatest Dad on there, filled with a very dark roast, on one hand, and the other one free, holding the door open as Craig was absolutely furious on what is going on here.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! WHY ARE YOU PROTESTING AGAINST SOMETHING THAT IS GOING TO MAKE YOUR LIVES BETTER?!" Craig asked.
"Well, your shit sucks, and it needs to end, like, now!" Bessie scoffed, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.
"I don't like this attitude, and you are a threat to my plans! And since I think you're the leader of this pathetic protest, how about you volunteer to go FIRST!" Craig snickered, before pulling out a syringe with a very dark purple, almost black, colored liquid as he threw it like a dart, and as if it was designed to hit the target as intended, Bessie felt the syringe poking right at her collarbone, causing her to collapse onto her hands and knees, forcing her to drop her picket sign, as she screamed in agony. She could already feel the changes already starting to take effect as she could feel her fingertips turning black, blackness spreading up, as the fingers slowly but surely merged together, leaving her hands at first more mitten like, before the thumb fused with the other fingers. Her palms bloated into spheres, and her fingers sunk back into the spheres, causing her to have featureless spherical blobs tacked onto slowly thinning arms.

Her arms were also turning black, as Bessie looked at her now objectified hands, as they were becoming thinner and thinner, cracking and popping can be heard, "Um... what are you d-doing to m-me?!"

Instinctually, Nadia and her three friends ran away, not wanting to see any more transformations, but Cynthia and Serena stayed, knowing what Craig is doing is not right.

"I'm transforming you into... something less of a threat." Craig replied as Bessie could feel her arms now finally being thin, just like an object's. Bessie then felt her legs beginning to sting as she could feel them turning black, as she could feel them getting thinner and thinner as well. This caused Bessie to shed bucketloads of tears as she screamed in agony, her feet painfully cracking and popping. Her toes were merging together as her feet were bloating into semispheres, destroying her black heeled boots in the process before the feet shrunk down in size.
"Those were my favorite shoes!" Bessie cried out as she could feel a sudden and sharp jolt within her nether regions, her lady bits shriveling up into nothingness as she screamed in agony. When the pain suddenly came to a screeching halt, she was now technically genderless, although something clicked in her that she is now a HE.

"N-no! What are you- Hey! My curves!" Bessie noticed that his curves were dissipating as he could feel his bones cracking and popping, a dark purple color spreading from the sight of injection as he screamed in agony, his body beginning to turn less and less humanoid, and more geometrical. Craig then asked Blaine to hold his coffee as he walked over towards the transforming Bessie, and held out a pair of tweezers. He then grabbed Bessie and shoved the tweezers into his mouth, looking for his vocal cords.

He then pulled at the vocal cords, until with a loud SHRRIP and SNAP, Bessie's vocal cords were violently ripped right out of his throat, making him unable to speak ever again.
"Well, you won't be needing this with what you're becoming, Black Square." Craig snickered, as he dangled the vocal cords in front of the former woman, making Bessie puke his guts out as he could feel his body beginning to get flatter and flatter, as his long black hair was falling out in clumps, and with no voice, his mouth sealed itself shut, after he was at a flatness beyond human survivability. His neck then cracked and popped, as it shrunk down and with another violent SNAP, his neck was gone. It is now time for the CEPHALOTHORAX!

Bessie could feel himself reshaping more and more as he could feel his body beginning take on more and more of a square shape, head and torso becoming one, as he writhed in pain. His body was now completely a dark purple color as he could feel his skin being inhumanly smooth as well. He winced as his nose and ears melted back into his face, as he looked at Craig, with his slowly brightening eyes. If he could speak right now, he would go on a swearing spree and tell him that he is a cruel, cruel monster, but he no longer can since Craig made him permanently mute.

His brown eyes brightened many shades until they were a pure white color, as they stung, before they were finally reduced to tiny ovals. With a few more cracks and adjustments, his transformation into a sentient square marble was complete.

Bessie was internally freaking out as he knew that he had turned into an object just like that.
"Now, all that is left for you is the mind change!" Craig snickered, looking straight at Bessie's eyes.

Bessie waited to see if his mind will be changed. It took him a while, but then realization struck that he didn't feel anything happening to his mind.

It actually happened, his mind did not change at all, his mind is intact yet he was unable to express that.

Craig, under the assumption that Bessie no longer had his identity and is now Black Square, left him be, before looking at both Cynthia and Serena, who were both trying to leave.

"Nuh, uh, uh, you had your chance to run away, now it is time to deal with you two brats!" Craig snickered...

"Cynthia Baron, how would you like to be the next one to be reborn?"

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N/A: Well, one of the characters who have been thought of since ARC 1 has been transformed.

Thank you for reading. Any ideas, comments, suggestions and/or thoughts will be appreciated and welcome.

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