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I was a bit nervous when I saw Chris was fiddling with my phone. A quick slip to the bathroom was all I was planning and I had left it on the table of the coffee bar we were at. All the worst considering I knew it was unlocked when I put it down. Chris had always been an admittedly attractive man. Lean, almost swimmer’s build to him, which meshed well with his even 6 foot height. Especially given the jeans and long sleeved shirt he had on. He always had his black hair a bit spikey up front, something I could dig personally.

Chris tried to feign ignorance, putting the phone back down very quickly as I was walking up. I wasn’t mad, and I was pretty sure my expression showed that. It was more just... some of the things I had on it that were more personal. Chris though looked a bit panicked, “Sorry Pete, you had a text come in and I couldn’t help it...” He replied, slightly fidgety as I went to check for said message on my phone. “I mean it had a picture with it and...” Chris almost seemed too ashamed to finish the thought. I quickly realized why.

The photo was from some time ago, some other people I knew had flattened themselves, thin like paper and almost cartoonish in looks. With a friend of theirs taking pictures they were sending over. Chris seemed hot on the cheeks about seeing something like that. It had to be his first time seeing such a thing. The idea did make me relax a bit, almost smirking as I looked at the pictures myself. “It’s a thing I have a bit of an…” I was searching for the right words to describe such an activity. “Affinity I have, you might say.” As I finished my thought I was flicking through the sent pictures, paper flat, almost floating in the air levels of lightened. Just the way I liked it.

Looking over at the phone’s screen with an almost bewildered look Chris finally leaned back in his chair. “It’s uh… interesting.” He almost blurted out the last word. Which made me chuckle a little. “I mean I have numerous questions. Starting with why?” Chris asked me.

The moment he asked the gears in my head started turning, and I was liking where they were going. I stopped going through the pictures, finally putting the phone back into my pocket. It was a tricky question all things considered but it wasn’t like it was the first time I had been asked. “Well why do people like anything sexual really?” I asked right back. “I just enjoy it, I mean I’d have to really think about why to give you a good answer.” Draw him in with the opening, and now it was time to get him, hook, line, and sinker. “Really I suppose it’s something you’d have to… experience, to really get.”

I feigned my thoughts going anywhere more sinister than a mere suggestion, but it was clear the seeds had been planted. Chris had the look on his face that said he was giving the idea pause for thought before reality tried to sink back into his head. “Well no I mean that just seems painful.” Chris almost seemed to be trying to convince himself of that I couldn’t help but notice.

“You would think.” I started, motioning to him with a single index finger. “But it really isn’t painful at all. If anything there’s something much more stimulating to it.” The answer was working on Chris who looked more interested by the moment. He was always a seemingly adventurous kind of guy. So if something seemed low risk, yet fascinating and new, it wouldn’t take much to talk him into it. “Look I’m not saying you would have to spend months or weeks or even days to prepare for such a thing. Heck if you want I have a roller in my house that works perfectly for these kind of things.”

There it was, the offer laid out on the table and Chris was quickly running out of reasons to refuse it. I knew he felt I was a trustworthy guy, as I am honestly. So as he paused for the thought finally Chris let out a sigh. “Alright, I think Thursday I don’t have anything going on with work. Why don’t I stop by then and you can show me all this in action.” Chris was hesitant, but I had his foot at the door. It was all I needed as far as I was concerned. “Just... “ Chris added with a small pause. “If this whole thing starts getting too painful or weird I’m not going to stick around okay?”

I gave Chris an assured smile, since I didn’t personally think it would come to either. But I also wasn’t about to make him do something he wasn’t comfortable with. Really I would’ve felt like a crappy friend to let something like that happen. “That’s fine man.” I told Chris, nodding as I glanced over a nearby clock. “Here I got to go, just call me and let me know when you’re coming over. I should be home all day.” As I stood up from the table, taking my coat from the back of the chair and folding it over my arm. I gave Chris one more smile before I started to turn and leave. “Will you relax already, I think you’ll like it. But we’ll see…”

I started to leave, it wasn’t this often I could talk a cute guy into willingly doing something that could be seen as bizarre. Much less without any real sort of effort or long term planning. Sure there wasn’t real sort of ‘game’ to it. But frankly I was never really someone who cared for that long term guff. It was all about the destination and not the trip, a destination that usually ended at the entry point of a pair of rollers.

When Thursday rolled around, I had called him just to make sure more than anything he wasn’t going to chicken out. Not that I would’ve blamed him for doing so. I was surprised when by the sound of things he hadn’t even considered such a thing. Admirable stuff to be sure. Still when he showed up to my house I wasn’t sure how he was taking to everything. Admittedly I may had gone a bit too quick for him, leaving him still unsure about what exactly he was about to do. Although in fairness I would never fancy myself a patient man.

I was wiping my hands with an almost childlike glee as Chris by comparison still didn’t seem fully convinced. Though I’m sure the pair of footed tights and black over the calf socks certainly I had didn’t seem to make it easier. When I presented them to him he looked back at me puzzled. “Its just to make things easier...” I assured him. I wasn’t completely honest about it. While it does make things a little smoother, I just wanted to see him in such clothing.

When Chris came out of the bathroom, shirtless, and with the clinging tights adorning his butt and legs. I started to roll in the press roller I had tucked safely away in a closet into my living room. It was heavy duty, the pair of steel rollers made the thing very heavy. Thankfully the stand for it had wheels, otherwise it would be a workout and a half just to get the thing anywhere. Just seeing the roller made Chris more nervous. Still he seemed willing and once I had everything set up, it was showtime.

“Alright just go ahead and take a seat in this chair.” I gestured to the dining room chair I had placed up in front of the roller. Chris did so but as it was going on he looked more and more uncomfortable by the second. Still silent, still just eying the roller with clear worry. It was almost cute by this point. “Just go ahead and put your toes against the opening, and I’ll take of the rest.” Chris did as I told him too, but before I went any further I had to put a supportive hand on his shoulder. “Just relax okay? You’re starting to even make me nervous.” I joked, with Chris giving a slight chuckle.

“Sorry, this is all still really weird.” Chris admitted, putting his hands up in defense.

I nodded, finally grasping the large handle. I started rolling, as Chris’ toes just started to get clinched in the rollers and pressed through. Chris’ tense demeanor grew sharply before it quickly changed to one of confusion, and even the tease of pleasure I was expecting. I made sure to let the roller go slowly. Pressing someone too quickly almost takes the joy of it. For both presser and pressee. As his ankles were coming out of the other end of the roller looking flat like paper. Chris’ body language was showing he started to understand it.

Letting out just a small moan of pleasure, with a little gasping for breath. Chris’ body continued to slowly get squeezed down flat. His ankles leading into his legs, pressing them into a pancake. Each turn of the handle on the roller yielded better and better results. As Chris was more and more in heaven, the moans getting a little more potent.

As his waist went through cleanly Chris seemed to be coming along smoothly. I was quite enjoying myself as well. His lower half just gently flapping in the small breeze of the house heating system. Soon the tips of his fingers were caught and beginning to get squished along with his stomach and lower back. With the thickest part of his body going through the handle of the roller had more restraint against it. Leaving me having to really tug on the handle to get it around. It was all a labor of love though, as Chris’ chest took a little bit was eventually through, and his head took no time at all to be as flat as the rest of him.

“Oooh…” Chris’ flattened body gently fluttered to the carpeted floor as he came out of the roller. With a gentle sway to it as Chris lightly laid against the ground. “Wow…” Chris almost seemed to gasp. “This… this feels amazing. Like every single muscle in my body is being pulled in all directions.” Chris was clearly a believer now, I was happy to hear that.

“See?” I reminded him as I finally let go of the handle, taking my time to gently pick Chris up from the floor. His body was almost double as tall as he normally is, but of course that was his body was now much less as large horizontally. I enjoyed feeling how light he was now, and started to carefully hold him upside down. His arms folding over and dangling down as his relaxation gave way to slight curiosity as to what I was planning. It became clear as I started to gently kneed his flattened feet. I could just feel Chris’ pleasure spike as his head down below had a smile a mile wide. “Seems like you’re really enjoying yourself now…” I remarked glancing down at him. Continuing to rub his feet gently, enjoying the moment, though not nearly as much as I’m sure he was.

Finally as I wrapped up massaging his feet I started to gently roll his flatten body up like a rug. Carefully handling him as he was still all grins. “Your body will puff back out but it’ll take a little bit. So in the meantime you can just stayed rolled up. I sure hope you’ve enjoyed yourself as much as it looked like.” I told him as I finished up.

“Oh and then some…” Chris mentioned as I tucked his rolled up body under my arm. I smiled as I went to take a seat on the couch, putting Chris onto my lap as I laid myself down. It was quite nice to know I had another person who was ready and willing to enjoy flattening. All in a day’s work as far as I’m concerned.