Objectification Overload: An Object Overload TF Saga

Looks Mean, Actually Isn't

She could feel her arms' changes coming to a screeching halt, as Britannica could feel her legs facing something similar to her arms as she could feel them growing thinner and thinner, the black substance coating them as well. "Please! Have mercy!" Britannica cried out as she could feel a strange tightness within her red boots as she could feel her feet swelling, ripping through the seams, as her toes had merged together as well. She could also feel some muscle building up within her limbs as well, as she could hear a couple loud SHRRRIPs, as her shoes had torn off as well.

"No!" Britannica cried out as she could feel her feet now being featureless semispheres, as she could feel a sharp jolt within her nether regions, her womanhood was beginning to shrivel up into nothingness. It was the worst pain ever, even the monthly was a cakewalk compared to THIS! Suddenly, the pain was gone, along with her womanhood as she was now technically genderless. There was nothing to replace it, yet, something inside of her head had clicked that she was now a male instead of a female.

Britannica the could feel blood coming from his pelvis and the undercarriage as well. He screamed as that area was beginning to painfully open up as he could feel his skin beginning to turn red, turning into fabric as well, as she could feel the blood staining his pants, as organs were coming out of his body as well. Her breathing was becoming more labored, as a loud SHRRRIP had drawn his attention to the ground, organs were plopping onto the floor, and the pants had torn to shreds and fell onto the floor.

Britannica could feel his curves dissipating as all of his organs had been removed, from the useless appendix to the vital heart, all of them were now on the floor as Britannica vomited, feeling sick to his nonexistent stomach as well. He could feel something forming on the slit that widened, the slit on her abdomen, yellow stitches? Actually, it looked more like laces than anything, but still... Britannica was afraid of what's happening to him as he was starting to shrink down in size as well.

He could feel his bones breaking, as they were falling onto the ground as well, as he could feel something rushing up his throat, and then he vomited with chunks of some cotton-like material and blood spilling into the mix as well. He could feel strands of his auburn hair falling out, even the red elastic had snapped off.

His red dress with pink accents was sliding off as Britannica could hear painful cracks, agonizing pops and a violent SNAP, as Britannica could feel his neck folding like an accordion before disappearing completely. It was now time for the CEPHALOTHORAX as Britannica screamed in pure agony as well.

He could feel his entire body morphing into that of a standard boxing glove, as his head was shoved right into his torso. Britannica could also feel his nose and ears melting back into his face as well, as he heard the ringing of his ears before it subsided. He could still hear, breathe and smell perfectly fine, even if he had no lungs, or any other organs at this point.

He could feel the last strands of his hair falling out as the thumb part of his new body was now obscuring Britannica's right eye, causing him to go partially blind, as his eyes were turning black, being reduced into little beads. He could feel his gums bleeding, getting damaged by his teeth altering. His teeth were flattening, merging together and turning a pure white color, kind of like what all those objects have as well. His mouth turned black, his tongue turned a brighter pink color and his lips were reduced into a simple black line. With a few more coughs and adjustments, his transformation into a sapient boxing glove was now complete, at least physically.

"What... what the hell is t-this?!" Britannica cried out as she looked at his objectified hands, and hearing a voice that sounded younger and timid-sounding, with a little bit of a masculine edge to it as well. It was a far cry from the feminine, energetic voice he once had as well. But before he could further process what has happened to him, he could feel a headache from Hell itself emerging from nowhere, as he heard Gaia snickering as well.
"Don't you see, this is your true form! You're going to love being part of this project! Goodbye, Boxing Glove, I have the others I should be looking for!" Gaia then ran off as she pressed a button, as a cage had fallen onto Britannica and trapped him inside.

"No! Let me out of here!" Boitannicve could already feel his old, human memories slipping away from him as he whimpered, "N-no..." He could already feel memories of his sister Sarina slipping away, getting replaced by another contestant named Soccer Ball, who called him a murderer.

Boxtanniove could feel himself getting antsy over the thought of getting accused of being a murderer. Why would people be so quick to judge? Why would people assume that? He doesn't really have many friends either as he could feel the very concept of a human being slipping away from him as well.

Boxiannlove could also feel other basic concepts such as parents and high-school leaving him as well, "No... please stop..." He whimpered as he could feel his personality shifting to a more timid one, despite his appearance. Despite looking very dangerous, looks can be very deceiving, in reality, he wouldn't even hurt a fly.

BoxinGlove could feel it coming back to him as he could feel his memories of competing on Object Overload and being on Team Tune as well. He remembered on the 2015 series that he was saved a lot by Boombox, before he got out, and BoxinGlove remembered getting out the next elimination as well.

With the last shreds of his old identity being ripped away from him, Britannica Myers was now dead to the world, replaced by Boxing Glove.

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Meanwhile with Sarina...

"I cannot believe that Britannica had ran out like that." Sarina sighed as she adjusted her glasses, she knew that she had to make sure that Gaia pays for what she's done, "I am not going to let Gaia do the same to me!"
"You shouldn't, and maybe after we defeat the Hosts, we will all work on the cure and make sure none of this ever happens again." Miranda scoffed, "Britannica wouldn't want you to put your humanity on the line, she wants you to move forward and stop the Hosts as well."
Sarina was taken aback by what Miranda said, "That's my sister we are talking about here! We won't be able to get her back if we don't do anything about the hosts!"
"You can't be serious on avenging your sister, Britannica is still in there, along with everyone else who's transformed because of those hosts, we can still fix them all!" Miranda cried out.
"You're not helping, she was the heart of the family, and that bitch that I refuse to call sister has ripped it away from us all!" Sarina seemed like she was at the brink of insanity...

...and there's only one thing she wants now...

...to make Gaia's life a living hell and avenge Britannica!

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