Isabelle's day off

Isabelle took a deep breath of the salty ocean air, peering out at the waves as she stood on the sandy shore. She’d just finished rolling out her towel and setting up an umbrella with a table underneath, prepared to relax for the day and not have to worry about running a town. The small yellow dog girl was wearing a practical purple one piece swimsuit as she sprawled out on her own quiet area of the beach.

“Isabelle! Hey, Isabelle!” Not five minutes had gone by before she was being flagged down by her friend Diana, the pink snooty deer girl wandering over with a drink in one hand and a large wooden mallet in the other. The deer girl wore a stylish blue two-piece swimsuit that did as little as possible to cover up her decency. It somehow made her perky breasts stand out more than if she’d been wearing nothing. She was always a diva so it was no surprise that she needed the mayor’s assistant to do something for her.

“Oh, hello Diana! What did you need? And what’s the hammer for?” Isabelle responded, chipper as ever despite already being pulled away from her vacation.

The deer girl just snorted in frustration as if Isabelle should have already known. “I’ve made the most exquisite cherry daiquiri you’ve ever seen but have no table to set it on! May I use yours?” The deer girl asked, giving Isabelle the saddest puppydog eyes she could muster.

Isabelle hopped up, a big friendly smile on her face. “Oh, of course you can! … Uh, but that doesn’t answer why you have the hammer?”

“Oh, this? This is for making a coaster with! Would you mind me squashing you into one? I refuse to use anything but the highest quality of everything and your pussy would make a fantastic rest for my glass.”

Isabelle was taken aback by the request, looking at Diana with a mix of embarrassment and confusion. She was used to being requested to do things, she was an assistant after all, but she’d never been asked to do something so… sexual. At first she didn’t know how to reply, but the more she thought about it the more she was tempted to say yes. It’d be degrading, humiliating, and very uncomfortable, but for some reason that just made the prospect sound more appealing.

“W-Well, alright! I guess I could d-do that for you...” The dog girl replied sheepishly, an awkward smile on her face as she tried to hide how much she reveled the thought. Diana looked shocked at what she’d just heard. “Whoa, really? I mean, did you hear what I said? I’m gonna put my ice cold drink on your privates.” The deer responded, taken completely off-guard.

Isabelle was blushing profusely now, sweating nervously as her heart pounded. This was getting more awkward by the second! “Yeah, of course! I’m always happy to help a friend!” She said, trying to pretend as if she wasn’t turned on at the thought of public humiliation. Diana just shrugged, lifted up the hammer, and...
WHAM! She slammed the mallet directly down onto Isabelle with a shocking amount of force! Sand flew in every direction as the poor dog girl was reduced to a centimeter thick circle stuck to the bottom of the hammer. Her top side was nothing but the top of her head, her face smuched impossibly thin on the side of her disked form.

Diana shook the mallet around until Isabelle unceremoniously plopped down face-first onto the table, revealing what was on her bottom side: a pair of cute, flat paws outlining the imprint her swimsuit-clad vagina.

Diana couldn’t help but admire the squished assistant’s malleability, tossing the hammer aside before gingerly placing her perfect drink directly onto Isabelle’s flattened pussy. The deer made herself comfy on the now vacant towel as her new coaster shuddered, the ice cold glass pressing down on her helpless sex. If she weren’t covered in fur she’d be beet red, blushing like crazy as she was treated as nothing but a coaster. Being flattened made her far more sensitive than normal; every time Diana picked up the glass and set it back down Isabelle wanted to let out a moan. The fact that the drink was very cold and bearing down on her more private area made things so much worse. Still, despite her humiliation, she sat quietly and obediently, not even trying to escape. She was there to assist after all, even if this was meant to be her day off!

The deer quietly laid on her new towel, admiring the sunrise as she occasionally took a sip of her drink. Diana didn’t even acknowledge Isabelle was there, though the coaster was perfectly happy with that. She was a little miffed that it took the deer an hour to finally finish her drink, though she did feel somewhat sad once the glass was removed and she was peeled off the table.

“Thanks Isabelle!” Was all the deer had to say before flapping the dog around til she popped back into her normal shape. “No… problem...” Isabelle sputtered out as she laid in the sand panting, sheepishly rubbing her abused nethers while Diana wandered off to go find someone else to bother.

Eventually Isabelle sat up, readjusting her towel and preparing to lay down on it. There was still plenty of day left to enjoy her vaca--

“Isabelle!” She was once again interrupted, this time by the huge burly eagle known as Pierce. He was very tall, very muscular, and very naked, his cock and balls on full display as he jogged over. His beautiful blue plumage did nothing to hide his 8 inch cock as he approached. Isabelle stared absentmindedly at the jock’s package as it bounced around, only prying her eyes away once he’d finally reached her.