Smashed into a Rug: Patreon Exclusive (Patreon)

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Samantha was on her way home from when she pulled to a stop in in a road construction zone near her house. Instantly, the asshole behind her smashed into her car. The asshole jumped out of his car and started screaming at her, refusing to pay for any damages. Samantha looked over at the construction site and saw a worker driving concrete-flattening machine toward her. She waved her hand and a swirl of magic sent the asshole flying. He landed flat on his back directly in front of the machine, yelling in fear. Seeing the machine coming, he tried to stand, though a shimmer of her magic gripped him and held him in place. He begged and pleaded for the workers to help him, but none of them seemed to notice. The machine started to roll over the asshole, but rather than crunching his bones into dust as one would expect, it pressed him flat like a cartoon. His screams of both confusion and pain were music to Samantha’s ears. She watched as his entire body slowly disappeared underneath the machine. His screams died away as his head was pulled under. Samantha crossed her arms with satisfaction and waited for a moment, the asshole’s body completely obscured by the slow moving machine. Finally cleared him and he came back into view. But he was not the mangled mess of a man crushed by a machine, but a perfect rectangle, his clothes and features spread out to each corner in a comical, confusing way. The asshole’s eyes darted around inside his head, but other than that, he could not move at all. Still the workers paid him no mind as if he wasn’t even there. Humming to herself, Samantha sauntered over to him, keeling down and casually rolling the rectangle of a man. She gave him a little wave as his head disappeared into the roll. He panicked, his view of the world disappearing, leaving him in darkness. Scooping him up, she returned to her car, tossed him in the backseat, and drove off, leaving his damaged car sitting there. Arriving at her home, Samantha carried the man to her basement workshop. As she rolled him out on the worktable, his panicked expression came back into view. She teased him, and even gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Then she got to work with white and black die. Like her, the dye was magical in nature and dried almost instantly, leaving nothing of the man visible. Samantha carried him upstairs and rolled him out on the floor of her living room, explaining to him that this was his forever home, always under her foot. He panicked and looked around, trying desperately to find a way out of this situation. Samantha just laughed, stepped on his balls and talked off...