Objectification Overload: An Object Overload TF Saga

Coloring Impressions

"You psycho bitch! Get away from me! Get your hands off of me!" Ciara cried out as she could feel her hands cracking and popping, fingers merging together as she was tearing up. The blackness was spreading up her hands as she winced, pure agony beginning to surge from her hands as well. Her hands kept cracking and popping, as it was getting harder and harder to keep her hands open. Suddenly, with a loud SNAP, Ciara's hands forced themselves into fists, before another layer of the same black substance wrapped around her hands and squeezed them into little spheres, that still functioned like hands.

"W-what the?!" Ciara asked as she looked at her objectified hands, in plain fear as she noted the blackness crawling up and squeezing her arms. Her already petite arms were already becoming ridiculously thin, as she could feel bones getting crushed, causing her to howl in pain. As soon as the blackness was done spreading up her arms and done working its magic, it decided to work on her legs next, as she could feel them getting thinner and thinner, as her legs grew wobblier as well, causing her to collapse on her ass, as she lost balance. Her legs grew thinner and thinner as her yellow pants felt looser than usual.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Ciara cried out as she could feel her legs finishing thinning, her feet cracking and popping as her yellow flats also felt... tighter than usual. Suddenly, loud SHRRIPs can be heard throughout the room as Gaia noted how scared Paper Airplane is right now, realizing that he used to be just like Ciara, a human being. Ciara noticed her toes merging together and her feet turning into semispheres, now featureless, seeming so alien to her.

Suddenly, Ciara could feel pain within her nether regions as well, as her womanhood was throbbing more painfully than her last monthly. Ciara could feel her womanhood shriveling up into nothingness. She was squirming in agony, before her womanhood and the pain disappeared, leaving her technically genderless, although she still felt like a a female, even without those parts. Ciara tried getting up, but as her hips CRUNCHed, making them narrower, her pants slid off. No need to cover up anyways.

In fact, Ciara's chest was flattening as well, as she could feel her ample B-cup breasts dissolving into nothingness, her curves dissipating as she began to grow thinner and thinner, as something was sprouting from the top of her head, she felt at it, it felt like wax, crayon wax. It was the very point of the crayon, and her insides were churning as blood was dripping from her bottom lip. As she vomited with blood, along with organs-turning-yellow-crayon-wax, she had caught a glimpse of something, her blonde hair was falling out in clumps, and blood was spilling from the top of her head.

She continued to vomit as her voice raised in pitch and became younger sounding, kind of like a teenage girl's, she also grew thinner and thinner, as her organs got crushed, bones turning into calcite powder, as she could feel her innards turning into crayon wax. Her skin was turning yellow as her black shirt turned into a bright yellow color, as some distinct patterns were appearing on there, the patterns you'd find on a crayon wrapper. The shirt turned into paper as it crawled down her torso and pelvis.

Ciara's neck cracked and popped as she screamed, her neck collapsing on its own weight, as with a violent SNAP, her neck disappeared, which meant it was now time for the CEPHALOTHORAX! Her head was shoved right into her torso, as she was reshaped into a cylindrical shape, her body becoming more crayon and less human at this point, as the last strands of her hair fell out, her nose and ears melted back into her face, which was now covered by the paper, until her face emerged from the paper.

She gasped for air, "Like, oh, my God! Like, what the fuck is- wait, did I just say like?" Ciara couldn't believe it, now she is using that verbal tic that teenage girls usually use, and not only she sounds like a teenage girl, she's now speaking like one as well. She could feel her eyes stinging and watering at the same time, as she could feel her eyes turning from an emerald green color to a pitch black color, as she could feel them being reduced into little beads, adorable as Gaia liked it, as Ciara's eyes simplified by the blink. Her mouth wasn't spared either as she could feel her jaw becoming sore, gums bleeding as her teeth was flattening, merging together, tinging a pure white color. Soon enough, she had two rows of perfectly aligned rectangular teeth, as her mouth turned a pitch black color, her tongue turning a bright pink color, and her lips being reduced into a simple black line. It was clear that Ciara now had the same simplistic face as those damned objects, as, with a few more coughs and adjustments, her transformation into a sapient crayon was now complete.

"Like, what have you done to me, you, like, fucking bitch!" Ciara cried out as Gaia was laughing at the fact that the verbal tic was making it hard to take her seriously, kind of like how teenagers aren't taken seriously.
"Well, I am turning you into an object, and now... you're going to lose yourself completely, it's starting to feel natural, isn't it?" Gaia asked, snickering.
Ciara could feel her head pounding like crazy as she screamed in agony, not wanting to lose herself to this Crayon creature. However, it is too late as she could feel her mind beginning to alter, as a cloud of confusion was overwhelming her.

Ciaron could feel her old, human memories beginning to slip away as she could feel the very concept of a human being leaving her. Basic knowledge of being an artist, it was all slipping away from her. Carrying her first crayons, doing her first artwork, showing her art to her classmates? It was all leaving her. Getting recognized by Mary, a great patron of the arts, was leaving her as well.

Her creativity was also beginning to slip away, as Ciaryon's personality was shifting into that of a stereotypical teenage girl's and also a mean one as well, as she could feel the urge to gossip about other objects as well.

Memories of Mountain Town was being replaced by memories of Animania, as Cirayon could feel it all coming back to her, memories of competing on Object Overload, but being eliminated and placing 28th in the 2013 version. Objects were popping up in her changing memories as Gaia now felt less familiar to her, a complete stranger, and Paper Airplane was very familiar to her, a fellow contestant, yet... she wasn't really fond of him. In fact, she wasn't really friends with most of the contestants. And she hated Melony most out of all of them. She remembered being best friends with Tissue as well, as memories of being best friends with Payne had left her as well.

With the last bits of her old identity scattering away from her grasp, Ciara Waxhaw was no more, only Crayon had stood in her place.

"Like, where am I?!" Crayon shouted, demanding for answers, "This is NOT, like, Animania! And, like, where's Tissue?!"
"Well, you two are now coming with me, and don't worry, Tissue will be there when I get there! For now, both of you shall go to sleep as I take you somewhere safe!" Gaia then injected sedatives into both objects and dragged them out of the place.

Yet, she was going to leave Mary a surprise, a bloody mess for Mary to clean up. Gaia had other things to worry about right now, she had another person to transform. And Gaia was thinking about finding someone to turn into Melony...

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..."Memphis Watterson, you are going to see the other side of yourself soon, heh! Yeah!"

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Thank you for reading this chapter and feel free to suggest me anything for the Melony (OO) TF chapter.

~♡SoulBFKinz/JBK85♡