Kiyone Compressed:

Kiyone Makibi was bored.

Very, very bored.

When the buxom policewomen heard Mihoshi was being assigned to a different ship. She'd jumped for joy at first. After Mihoshi had gone off to bother an assistant instead of her, Kiyone knew her career was back on track.

Unfortunately, even with Mihoshi removed from Kiyone's neck, she was set back years. So here she was, cruising in the Yagami while scanning for speeders and hoping to find a smuggler.

With a sigh, she adjusted her orange tie around her neck and stretched her slim shoulders. Bringing up one, black-legging clad leg, she propped it over her other knee. From there, she scanned the readings for the millions of time.

"Ugh..." moaned Kiyone at last. "Scanning for speeders is the worst. Still, at least I don't have to deal with Mihoshi anymore." It was a routine reminder that she had gotten out of the dark days. "It makes things a lot easier.

"No screwups." But then, Mihoshi's screwups at least had kept Kiyone occupied through the slog. Now that she was "Though a lot less excitement."

And then came the beeping noise.

It was the sort of alert that only happened when something high priority showed up. Kiyone looked up, adjusting her headband and checking the signal. As she did, she found a signal coming in. It was an energy signal associated with only one person.

"Professor Washu!" said Kiyone in shock. "That energy signal is consistent with Professor Washu! I've got to check it out! If I can bring her in, I'll be sure to get a promotion!"

Professor Washu had once been considered the greatest scientific genius in the universe. However, she'd gone a bit nuts and gotten got crossing all kinds of lines. Lines threatened the stability of the universe. Not to mention violated the ethical rules of scientists. She'd disappeared into the darkness of the universe, and no one had heard from her at all.

Now was Kiyone's chance to jump up the ranks at last.

Tracking the signal, Kiyone set course to follow it. The trail led her past Jupiter and toward Venus. As she made her way along with it, Kiyone finally saw the hideout. It was a huge space station orbiting Venus. On it was a statue of a beautiful, spiky-haired woman, Washu herself. She wore a long coat and bared her thighs.

Kiyone could hardly believe her luck.

She was policing the back ends of nowhere, and now she had come across a major most-wanted. Quickly she considered her actions. If she could call the Galaxy Police HQ, they could have troops here at any time. But then, if they came here, someone like Mitsuki would get all the credit.

Kiyone thought about Mitsuki's sneering face and felt angry.

No, this was her chance. She could capture Washu on her own and become famous and get promoted like she was owed. Still, what if Kiyone got caught herself. Thinking, Kiyone arranged a timed signal to send out. Then she recorded a message;

"Attention all Galaxy Police cruisers. I believe I've located the hideout of the renegade Professor Washu. Please respond to this signal.

"Going in to investigate."

That done, Kiyone sent the message. Then she stood and steeled herself. Gulping down her fear, she directed her ship toward the station.

If Washu had any idea Kiyone was here, she didn't show it. Kiyone directed the Yagami into one of the open hangers. No one was inside, and Kiyone reflected Washu must have an automated defense system. And an automated supply system as well as everything else. It must get lonely out here, probably drove her even more nuts than she already was. Either way, she moved out and beamed aboard.

Her white skirt flowed around her white hips as she made her way into the hanger alone. Scanning with her pistol, Kiyone found a door and opened it. Down the next steel gray hallway, she saw nothing and no one. The lights were all made on the floor, yellow circles about five feet wide.

"No sign of anyone in the hanger and only one entrance," said Kiyone. "Okay, Kiyone, this is your chance to make it. If you can take Washu prisoner, you'll get a promotion and your name in the paper. This is your big break."

Moving forward with new confidence, Kiyone walked under one of the yellow circles. Instantly, the light flared to life, and a yellow shield appeared around Kiyone. Touching it, Kiyone found herself violently repulsed. As she fell back, she hit the shield on the other side and was repulsed again. Hitting the shield head-on, Kiyone was bounced back, her huge tits bouncing as she did.

Little by little, Kiyone stabilized herself. Looking up, she saw a scanning rush over her.

"Unauthorized personnel detected," said a voice above. "Security compressor activated."

Security compressor? What was it talking about?

Suddenly, Kiyone saw a yellow shield appear above her. It flared to life and began to descend down toward her. In horror, Kiyone saw it was closing down to crush her down. Drawing her pistol, she fired at the shield around her, only for the beam to dissipate. Firing all the faster, Kiyone stared up as the shield lowered.

It was inches away from her face.

Kiyone kneeled down, firing all the faster as the shield continued to lower at the same pace. Trying to lie down, she kept getting repulsed. No one was around for her to see.

"No," said Kiyone. "Help! HELP!"

No one answered, and Kiyone looked up to see the shield inches away from her.

Then it touched her nose.

As soon as it did, Kiyone found a pulse go through her entire body. Her nipples went erect, and she felt her nose collapsing down onto her face. Yet there was no pain; nothing was tearing or breaking, and soon her face was being flattened. Kiyone tried to move but found herself trapped in place as her entire head was pressed down onto her neck.

Soon her neck was pressed into her shoulders. Her entire body was compressed down onto her legs, as little by little, the shield pushed down. Running out of space, Kiyone found herself crying out. For a moment, all was light and pleasure. Then the shield crushed her down onto the floor. A moment later, the shields disappeared.

Out of the ceiling, then came a mirror that turned itself around to face her. Kiyone saw what she'd become. Her entire body had been flattened down into a pancake. Her face was at the center of that pancake, with her shoulders on the side. Her ample breasts had been squashed wide and covered her front. Behind her, her firm read was smeared above her. At the same time, her legs had been squashed on either side of her head. Her white-booted feet completely hidden, on the other hand.

"What the-" said Kiyone, striving to understand what was happening.

At that moment, around a corner came Washu. The curvaceous, beautiful redhead moved with swaying hips to look down at her. She smiled as she typed into a console. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?

"A brand new intruder who walked right into my compressor trap."

Kiyone had to regain control of the situation. She tried to move and found she could breathe and think and speak. But her entire body was two-dimensional. But she could still bluff. "Professor Washu, you are under arrest for inhumane experiments. Surrender peacefully, and you will be given a chance to defend yourself in court."

"Oh, really?" asked Washu, smiling. "You don't seem like you're in much of a position to dictate terms, Kiyone."

"I've already alerted the Galaxy Police to your location; they'll be here any minute," said Kiyone.

Washu typed in a bit. "Well, I guess I'd better move my station then." The whole area glowed, and then they phased. "There, all done.

"No one will find me now."

Washu canceled her energy console. As soon as it disappeared, Washu kneeled down before Kiyone, leaning over her. It gave Kiyone a perfect glimpse of Washu's large breasts.

"Now hold on..." began Kiyone.

Washu picked up Kiyone on one side and flipped her into the air. Kiyone cried out as she spun around dozens of times in a single moment. As she fell down, her breasts landed on Washu's finger. Washu held her on the edge of a finger, raising her skyward, before rolling her down one should. Catching Kiyone by the edge, Washu brought her around. Bringing her down, slapped Kiyone facefirst into her rear. The sensation of Washu's firm ass against her face sent Kiyone blushing. Then it happened again three more times.

This was so humiliating.

Drawing it up before her, Washu smirked. "Still feel like you're the one in charge, Kiyone?"

Kiyone didn't feel in charge at all. She had to get out of here now. "Listen I... please let me go! I won't tell anyone where you are! Just unflatten me, and you'll never hear from me again!"

"Oh come on, Kiyone," said Washu. "Do you think I'll just let a scientific opportunity like this go? Especially after all the trouble, I went to lure you in here."

"You..." Kiyone gulped. "You lured me here?"

"Uh-huh," said Washu, using her hands to bend Kiyone in her hands. "Read your profile, liked your looks, and though you might just try to be a hero. And you did just that.

"I'm really glad you accepted my offer, Kiyone." Bending Kiyone fully around, Washu bent her into a scroll shape. The sensation then Kiyone moaning, before Washu, unrolled it. "For now, I think I need to decide just what to do with you."

Opening a door, Washu entered a lab with all kinds of different devices. A chair was floating nearby. Washu turned Kiyone around so she could look at the surroundings. Kiyone saw the instruments, the experiments, and tanks filled with strange figures. Then Washu brought her back around. "So, what do you think, Kiyone?"

"Hold on," said Kiyone. "Listen, I... please, if you return me to..." However, as she spoke, Kiyone felt Washu feeling up her rear from behind. "Let... let go..."

"You know," said Washu. "You have a really nice body. Soft, but firm too. I think I've just thought of the perfect use for you. My lab here has been really spartan, and I think you'll do wonders for my back.

"Ever wonder what it's like to be a discus, Kiyone?

Kiyone stared. "Wait a minute-"

And then Washu lunged in and kissed her on the lips. Her tongue forced itself into Kiyone's mouth, giving her first kiss. For a moment, she held the display of dominance and then broke it. Kiyone was too shocked to speak.

"Well, you're about to find out!" said Washu, before winding her arm back and hurling Kiyone.

Kiyone spun through the air and slid to a halt on top of Washu's chair. As she did, Kiyone realized what Washu wanted her for. "NO!"

Washu put a hand to her full lips and blew Kiyone a kiss. A wave of psychic energy sent Kiyone blush and get hot. "See you later, beautiful!" said Washu. "You'll be seeing a lot of me." Then she pressed a button.

A shield then surrounding Kiyone, and her words no longer came out. A pleasant tingling went through her, even as Washu walked forward. Turning, Washu slowly but surely sat down on her new pillow and got back to work.

Some promotion.

Kiyone had the feeling she was going to be here for a long, long time...