Objectification Overload: An Object Overload TF Saga

Picture Perfect

They looked at their arms, as their hands were cracking and popping, fingers merging together as a blackness was crawling up their hands. Their hands also were forcing them into little fists, before another layer of the blackness wrapped around their hands, squeezing and crushing them into little spheres. The blackness was spreading up their arms, they could feel them cracking and popping as well, their arms were growing thinner and thinner as well, bones getting crushed by the thinning process, as their arms were becoming wire-thin as well.

"W-what the hell?! Who's doing this to me?! Am I turning into one of those object thingamajigs?" Pierre asked as they could feel their legs cracking and popping as well, as they screamed in agony, the blackness was spreading down their legs, as it was leeching away the fat and muscle from their legs, painfully crushing their bones, as their legs were becoming as their arms had just become. Their feet were cracking and popping as they could feel their toes merging together, their feet bloating into semispheres. They could feel their canvas shoes popping and ripping open, as it revealed their objectified feet as well.

"Whoever is around here! Show yourself, this isn't funny! I don't want to be like this!" Pierre shouted, demanding for answers on why they're turning into an object.
"But are you becoming the cute one? Aren't you?" Gaia snickered as she slowly creaked the door open and looked at the transforming person, "I guess that the gender change is next!"
"What are you talking about?!" Pierre asked as they felt as sharp jolt within their nether regions, that area beginning to painfully nullify itself, throbbing as painfully as possible as they screamed. Suddenly, as soon as the pain subsided, Pierre was now rendered technically genderless, as something clicked inside of their head that told them that they were now a SHE.

Pierre then screamed as she could feel something rushing up her throat, as blood was spilling from her bottom lip. She could feel her body beginning to flatten as bones were cracking and popping, organs getting squished and shredded as well. She then vomited as blood and chunks of organ puree spilled onto the floor as well. "W-what the hell?!" Pierre asked as she could feel her body growing flatter with each time she vomited, as a brown, wooden frame was forming around her body. Her short blonde hair with green and blue streaks was falling out of her head, as she could feel her neck cracking and popping, her body becoming more and more devoid of human features as her clothes disintegrated. Her skin turned from a light tan color to a light blue color, before another color, green began painting on her. Her skin felt like some painting paper, it felt strange... as she began sobbing with a violent SNAP, meaning that her neck collapsed onto itself, disappearing, as it was now time for the CEPHALOTHORAX!

As Pierre could feel her head shoving itself into her torso, her nose and ears melted back into her face, causing her ears to ring for a little bit, before the ringing had stopped, meaning that she can hear perfectly fine. She could still hear, breathe and smell perfectly fine, as she looked up at Gaia, glaring at her with slowly darkening eyes.

"W-why are you doing this?!" Pierre asked as she could feel her body now being as flat as a picture, being rectangular as she was now perfectly framed. She could feel her eyes stinging and watering at the same time, as she could feel her eyes turning from turquoise to a soulless, pitch black color, being reduced into cute little beads.
"You're becoming so damn cute! You're going to be a perfect addition to my collection of objects!" Gaia snickered as she noted the blood dripping from Pierre's bottom lip. Pierre could feel her gums bleeding as her jaw felt sore, her teeth beginning to flatten and merge together, tinging a pure white color. Her teeth were becoming two rows of perfectly aligned rectangular teeth, picture perfect I might add. Pierre felt her tongue turning a brighter pink color, her mouth turning black like a void, and her lips being reduced into a simple black line. The last strands of hair had fallen off as, with a few more coughs and adjustments, Pierre's transformation into a sapient landscape was now complete, at least physically.

"What is this?! Why am I a picture frame out of all objects?" Pierre asked.
"Well, you are a painter, so this object fits you perfectly!" Gaia snickered, "There's only one thing left for me to do to you before you are complete."
"And let me guess, you're going to wipe my mind and replace it with a new one?" Pierre asked.
"You are correct, well, say goodbye, Picture!" Gaia snickered as Pierre could feel a headache from Hell itself emerging from nowhere, her head pounding like crazy as she screamed in agony.

Pieure could feel her old, human memories beginning to slip away from her grasp. She could feel memories of painting all these paintings beginning to slip away. Taking art classes was beginning to slip away as well. Her mind was emptying itself as she could feel confused about what's going on.

Pieture could feel Mountain Town becoming unrecognizable, even the surroundings beginning to become unrecognizable as well. She could feel new memories flooding in, which was beginning to let her calm down, to feel a whole lot more in peace with herself. Her screams were slowly becoming more and more silent as well, as she was essentially calming down.

What was her name again? Picture, wasn't it? That's it, no last name, no family, just Picture. Where did she live again? Wait, Animania, that's right! She remembered competing on Object Overload, yet she had trouble with challenges that require verbal cues, especially when she chooses not to speak, because she's timid.

With the last shreds of her old identity being ripped away from her, Pierre Painter was now dead to the world, replaced by Picture.

But before Picture could do anything, Gaia had fed her sedative as Picture had fell into a deep sleep, as Gaia took her to the car, thinking about the next victim. She was thinking about Globe.

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Meanwhile with Glaze...

"So, Clay, do you really think that the objectification incidents have been happening a whole lot?" Glaze asked.
"Yeah, I have lost my friend because of that bitch!" Clay scoffed, "I wish Gaia wouldn't have come back to this town, maybe Bolivar would have still been alive, and not an object!"
"Well, I think that we have to make sure that Gaia doesn't get to us, otherwise, we will be turned into objects, sharing the same fate as everyone else that had fallen beforehand." Glaze replied as they crossed their arms.

Maxine, Peirce and Pilar were also with them as well.
"Hey! Why did you invite us for?!" Pilar asked, frustrated, "And why am I with HER?!"
"Well, we need as many people as we can, especially with the objectification plague spreading faster than wildfire!" Glaze sighed, "I don't think you'd like what objects you'd become if you were exposed to the changes."
"Trust me, I don't want to know what I'll become." Peirce shuddered at the thought of transformation and losing one's humanity.
Maxine sighed, "I think I don't want to know what it be like if I were to become Marble."
"What? How'd you know what you become?!" Peirce asked.
"The pattern is that people are turning into object show characters, our town is basically chosen to become Object Overload characters." Maxine scoffed.
Clay adjusted his glasses, "You mean that... whoever is transforming people into objects is a huge fan of Object Overload?!"
"Well, yeah." Maxine smiled.
"You mean that... none of these transformations are accidents but we are being targeted this whole time?!" Clay asked.
"I am afraid so, we have to see who'd be likely to be transformed, who's Gaia targeting." Glaze replied, "We cannot afford the transformations to get out of hand, like Deerville did last year."
"So, when we find some people, are we going to warn them?!" Pilar asked, "They'd think that we are crazy and shit!"
"Well, luckily, Mary might have witnessed transformations, Gaia's two little sisters seem to be aware of things as well, and the new guy that came from Havensbrook, well, I'd say that we might have a few people who might know what's going on and are willing to help. As for the others, we might need to put a bit more effort to convincing them." Glaze smiled.

It was going to be hard, but unbeknownst to them all, Gaia had an eye for all five of them, and they're going to learn the hard way that they're only delaying the inevitable.

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Thank you for reading this chapter, and feel free to suggest me anything for the Globe TF chapter.

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