Objectification Overload: An Object Overload TF Saga

Traffic Jam

Connor had just returned to his apartment after a long, stressful day at work, he then noticed that there was a letter that someone somehow left there as well.

"What?" Connor asked as he grabbed the letter and began reading it.

Connor Trace,

I have heard about your troubles as a traffic officer, in fact, I would love to offer you a new purpose in your life. You can thank me as soon as it is all over.

~Ģąîã Mýëŕş

Connor looked at the letter over and over, until he figured out that the name of the sender was someone he hasn't heard of in a long, long time, and by the time that he realized it, it was a tad too late to escape as one of the traffic cones were beginning to shake violently, before it flew and bashed his head, causing Connor to fall onto his back.

Connor cried out, "Gah! What the hell is going on here?! Wherever you are, Gaia, come out this instant!"

The funny thing is that Gaia was there the whole time, as she had a wide grin on her face. "You seem to have trouble at work, haven't you, do you really need a break from all that?!"
"What do you mean by that?! Of course, I do love my job! I won't trade it for anything else!" Connor shouted, "And if you're saying it is because of Caviezel, then why are you trying to make me quit my job!"
"You've must be mistaken, I am not here to convince you to quit your job, no, no, no, no, you are here to become something better than you'd ever be!" Gaia grinned as she noted the blackness spreading up Connor's hands, fingers merging together as he looked at his hands, noticing that the blackness was rapidly spreading.

"W-what the hell is this, Myers?! Are you turning me into one of those object show characters?!" Connor asked as he could feel the blackness covering his hands, forcing them into fists, before another layer wrapped around them and crushed them into little spheres, seeming to be more feminine than usual as well. The blackness then began to crawl up his arms as bones cracked and popped as well, his arms growing thinner and thinner in the process. His arms became as thin as wires, as bones were getting crushed as well.

"Well, you might be correct for once! You are turning into a little object creature, your true self~!" Gaia snickered as Connor could feel his legs slowly growing thinner, blackness spreading down his legs as he could feel bones getting crushed, fat and muscle being sapped away from his legs, making his arms becoming as this as his arms had. His feet then cracked and pop, as his orange sneakers felt painfully tight.
"No! Not that!" Connor cried out as he could feel his feet tearing through the seams of his shoes, his toes merging together as he could feel his soles flattening, the rooves of his feet bloating, as his feet turned into featureless semispheres, causing bones to crack and pop, and the tatters that were once his shoes now falling off his feet.
"Yes! You'd make a cute little traffic cone, wouldn't you, Coney?!" Gaia snickered as she noted Connor beginning to scream as he could feel a sharp jolt within his nether regions, squirming as he could feel his manhood shriveling up into nothingness. Connor could feel it repeatedly throbbing as he tried to protest against all this, but he was in too much pain to speak, to form any words. He was literally making incoherent noises as he felt the pain within his manhood fading away, as his equipment was now gone. He was now rendered technically genderless, although something clicked inside of his head was telling him that he is now a SHE.

Connor then felt another jolt in the empty space as she could feel a hole painfully ripping from the bottom of her body, causing blood to stain her pants.
"Having a hard time coming up with words to describe your agonizing pain, girl?!" Gaia snickered as she noticed Connor's hips were widening and tearing through her jeans. With a wide grin, Gaia tore of Connor's jeans, given that there's no reason to cover up anyways, "And, of course, you won't be needing clothes what you are becoming!"

Connor noticed a strange orange color spreading up her body, along with a white stripe between her chest and pelvis, basically the stomach, as organs were beginning to slide out of the newly formed hole, it wasn't normal for humans to have that large of a hole at the undercarriage of their bodies. Connor could feel her human features nullifying themselves as Gaia tore off the rest Connor's clothes, as Connor could feel her neck cracking and popping, and a smaller hole forming on top of her head, causing blood to spill from there as well. Her neck was collapsing into itself as she could feel her Adam's apple getting crushed, causing her voice to raise in pitch and become feminine as well. Suddenly, with violent, loud CRUNCHes, Connor's neck had disappeared as it was now time for the CEPHALOTHORAX to come in.

Connor could feel her head being shoved right into her torso as she could feel her black, coarse hair falling out in clumps, her dark skin now being overtaken by the bright, traffic orange color. Her body reshaped itself into a traffic-cone shape as the last of her blood and innards had fallen to the floor. She felt disgusted that every innard, from the vital heart to the useless pancreas, was now on the floor, yet, she is still, sadly, alive. Tears were streaming down Connor's now plastic cheeks as well. She could feel her nose and ears melting back into her face, as she could feel her eyes stinging as well, her brown eyes turning a pitch black color as they were being reduced into little beads as well. Gums were bleeding as her jaw felt sore, her teeth flattening and merging together, tinging a pure white color, as her teeth became two rows of perfectly aligned rectangular teeth. Her tongue brightened to a brighter pink color, her mouth turned as black as night, and her lips turned into a simple black line. As the pain ceased, and she coughed a few more times, Connor's transformation into a sapient traffic cone was now complete.

Connor tried getting up, but it was hard to do so with her little, thin object legs, something that she wasn't ready to tackle learning to walk with again.

"Y-you bitch... how could you do this to me...?" Connor weakly whimpered as she was still recovering from all the agony that she had undergone.
"Well, with a little bit of science and magic working in tandem with one another, anything is possible!" Gaia smirked as she noted Connor beginning to feel a headache from Hell itself emerging from nowhere. It was as if Connor had been hit in the head by some pickup truck, but make it 10x worse.

Connoy could feel her old, human memories beginning to slip away from her grasp as she could feel memories of being a traffic officer slowly leaving her. Memories of going to school to be a cop, only to get a job as a traffic officer, all of it was leaving her. She could feel memories of constantly scolding Caviezel for jaywalking, and scolding Flynn for enabling that little bastard, all of it leaving her.

Conney could feel new memories flooding in, helping with the decaying of the old memories. Mountain Town? The last time she checked, she lived in Animania. She remembered competing on Object Overload, and being in an alliance with Toothy, Paper Airplane, and Fly Swat. She also remembered being friends with Boxing Glove back in 2013 as well. As the concern for traffic safety was leaving her, Conney felt like taking a whole lot of risks. She was a daredevil, and quite a ditzy one as well.

As the last shreds of her old identity left, Connor Trace was now dead to the world, replaced by Coney.

Coney asked, "Who are you? Where am I? I want to see Toothy, Paper Airplane and Fly Swat again! This isn't Animania!"
"Alright, time to go night-night." Gaia snickered as she injected a sedative into Coney's nonexistent bloodstream, which caused her to go to sleep.

Gaia then smiled as she carried Coney back to the car, and drove her off to the warehouse. Gaia knew that she had to get Paper Airplane next, and who to transform next?

Well, Gaia had a specific person in mind, Payne Alpena, she going to make sure that she's going to show the real meaning of arts and crafts to her and Gaia knew that Payne was making masks for Mary's little masquerade party.

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Thank you for reading and feel free to suggest me anything for the Paper Airplane TF chapter.

~♡SoulBFKinz/JBK85♡