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"Are you sure she won't mind?" Giselle asked cautiously as she joined her husband in gazing at the
assistant whose nametag said Maya and was innocently standing in front of them. She looked athletic and to be younger than most
of the crew there already causing her to stand out quite a bit. As if that wasn't bad enough, she had a rock band t shirt on,
with the sleeves cut off and extremely short camouflage shorts, highly inappropriate for the professional world. Her skimpy
clothing did nothing to shield her exposed skin to the whipping breeze and it showed in the way Maya shivered and attempted
to bundle up to no avail.

Marty, Giselle's husband nodded assuredly, "Of course she won't. You heard what the saleslady said,
she literally gets paid to do this. She's part of the service here."

Marty looked at the associate and continued, "Right? You don't mind do ya?"

Maya slowly spoke, "Well umm actually I kinda do-"

Marty continued before Maya could finish, "See! It's part of the gig!"

Giselle smiled and listened to her husband, she trusted Marty with all her heart
and you could tell.

"It's true" Giselle while exhaling, "The owner said we can use her however we see fit. What do you think she meant by that?"

Marty looked Maya up and down, "She's basically like a tool, she comes with the truck. Think of her as a perk" Marty shrugged and playfully nudged his wife.

"Oh I get it, so we can test the truck out, see what it can really do without damaging anything"

Marty agreed, "right! Now Maya, you stand there in front of the wall"

Marty pointed at a spot in the parking lot and Maya begrudgingly agreed. She didn't look happy to be a part of the tests that were about to be administered but she also looked like she didn't have much of a choice.
Maya sighed and moved to where Marty pointed in front of the brick wall, "Here's okay?"

"Perfect!"

Marty gave Maya the thumbs up and walked quickly towards the truck, hopped in and started it up.

He smiled at his wife as he revved the engine.

Giselle loved seeing Marty in control of the huge truck, she blew a kiss back at him to show her support.

Marty shifted the truck into drive and immediately gunned it. The truck propelled to 60 miles per hour almost instantly and was barreling towards Maya who was now wincing and preparing for the smack of steel to greet her face to face.

Once the truck got about 50 yards from her Marty screamed out the window, "Let's check the brakes babe!"

He slammed on the brakes causing a deafening screech to echo through the parking lot. Smoke kicked up from behind the truck as the tires locked up and the truck began to slow down...but not nearly fast enough.

The dense truck needed much more room to stop!

Suddenly a loud bang let out from the truck smashing the wall with Maya in between!!

The salespeople that were watching all let out an audible gasp or a chuckle from the spectacle of Maya being turned into a human poster!

Maya's flattened body draped over the truck like a blanket and Marty couldn't stop laughing. Despite crashing his new truck there was minimal damage...to the vehicle anyway. Maya was crushed.

"Look at her! Look at her babe! I smushed her! Turned her into a posterboard!"

Giselle and Marty both laughed together and looked down at Maya's flattened frame before Giselle continued, "You really did!
She's like a piece of paper!"

Marty playfully kissed Giselle as they both stepped on Maya who was essentially a doormat at this point.

As soon as the make-out session ceased Giselle felt compelled to give her new truck a try.

"Throw me the keys babe I want to try something!"

Marty obliged and then looked down at Maya and said in a disappointing tone, "She's mostly flattened now, I don't even think she can stand"

Giselle chuckled, "Don't worry sweetheart, there is ALWAYS more we can do. Spread her out in the parking lot."

Marty smirked and instantly listened to his wife laying Maya on her flattened back on the concrete, "She feels like rubber" he blurted out as he unceremoniously dropped her on the ground in position and began wiping his hands as if to wipe off a leftover
slime or substance on his hands.

Maya was basically a toy to them at this point.

As she lied there, probably hating her job, and life, Giselle was living a dream. She revved the engine as her husband did before and slowly pulled the truck towards the mound of flesh that was once Maya. The oversized tires rumbled over Maya and finished the job and turned her into mush beneath them, flattening her into the concrete almost to the point where she looked to be part of the ground, razor thin.

Giselle smiled as she hopped down out of the truck, "And the tires work GREAT!"

Marty agreed and motioned for Giselle to pose for a picture to which she did.

Marty looked at his beaming wife, "Say cheese!" He belted out.

Giselle's beautiful smile could light up the night, she turned her head slightly and prepared for the picture but as Marty was about to take it
she raised her voice, "Wait!"

Marty dropped the phone and looked at his wife, "Everything okay?"

Giselle smiled, "I gotta better idea"

Giselle took a few steps over and stepped directly on the human doormat that was once Maya!

"Might as well get my new heels and our new doormat in the picture, Marty!"

*Marty takes the above picture*

Marty looked confused as he reconvened with his wife, "Baby, what did you mean our new doormat? I'm pretty sure Maya here works for Cali Sunshine Auto's, we can't just take her home!"

Giselle smirked and began rolling Maya up like a newspaper, "What they won't know what hurt em! Put her in the glove box and we can ride right out of here with her, nobody will know!"

Marty joined Giselle in smiling at the thought, he was all in. The two finished rolling Maya up into what can only be described as a human version of those empty, brown paper towel rolls and shoved her in the glovebox causing an audible groan from Maya as she was bent and stretched inside the glovebox.

Giselle put her finger on her chin, "You know on second thought I was thinking, once we wash her off of course, I'm thinking she'll make a GREAT dining room table drape.
As much we spill...and she'll be quite the conversation starter!"

Marty let out a disappointing groan, "Ah..I was actually thinking we'd make her into a towel for the dogs..I mean they need cleaning everyday!"

Giselle rolled her eyes at the notion, "Marty we can't use her like that, this is a once in a lifetime piece of furniture, we can't wipe the dogs with her!! We'll figure it out..together!"

The happy newlyweds discussed Maya's flattened fate all the way home in their new truck and of course, lived happily ever after.

Description
"Are you sure she won't mind?" Giselle asked cautiously as she joined her husband in gazing at the
assistant whose nametag said Maya and was innocently standing in front of them. She looked athletic and to be younger than most
of the crew there already causing her to stand out quite a bit. As if that wasn't bad enough, she had a rock band t shirt on,
with the sleeves cut off and extremely short camouflage shorts, highly inappropriate for the professional world. Her skimpy
clothing did nothing to shield her exposed skin to the whipping breeze and it showed in the way Maya shivered and attempted
to bundle up to no avail.

Marty, Giselle's husband nodded assuredly, "Of course she won't. You heard what the saleslady said,
she literally gets paid to do this. She's part of the service here."

Marty looked at the associate and continued, "Right? You don't mind do ya?"

Maya slowly spoke, "Well umm actually I kinda do-"

Marty continued before Maya could finish, "See! It's part of the gig!"

Giselle smiled and listened to her husband, she trusted Marty with all her heart
and you could tell.

"It's true" Giselle while exhaling, "The owner said we can use her however we see fit. What do you think she meant by that?"

Marty looked Maya up and down, "She's basically like a tool, she comes with the truck. Think of her as a perk" Marty shrugged and playfully nudged his wife.

"Oh I get it, so we can test the truck out, see what it can really do without damaging anything"

Marty agreed, "right! Now Maya, you stand there in front of the wall"

Marty pointed at a spot in the parking lot and Maya begrudgingly agreed. She didn't look happy to be a part of the tests that were about to be administered but she also looked like she didn't have much of a choice.
Maya sighed and moved to where Marty pointed in front of the brick wall, "Here's okay?"

"Perfect!"

Marty gave Maya the thumbs up and walked quickly towards the truck, hopped in and started it up.

He smiled at his wife as he revved the engine.

Giselle loved seeing Marty in control of the huge truck, she blew a kiss back at him to show her support.

Marty shifted the truck into drive and immediately gunned it. The truck propelled to 60 miles per hour almost instantly and was barreling towards Maya who was now wincing and preparing for the smack of steel to greet her face to face.

Once the truck got about 50 yards from her Marty screamed out the window, "Let's check the brakes babe!"

He slammed on the brakes causing a deafening screech to echo through the parking lot. Smoke kicked up from behind the truck as the tires locked up and the truck began to slow down...but not nearly fast enough.

The dense truck needed much more room to stop!

Suddenly a loud bang let out from the truck smashing the wall with Maya in between!!

The salespeople that were watching all let out an audible gasp or a chuckle from the spectacle of Maya being turned into a human poster!

Maya's flattened body draped over the truck like a blanket and Marty couldn't stop laughing. Despite crashing his new truck there was minimal damage...to the vehicle anyway. Maya was crushed.

"Look at her! Look at her babe! I smushed her! Turned her into a posterboard!"

Giselle and Marty both laughed together and looked down at Maya's flattened frame before Giselle continued, "You really did!
She's like a piece of paper!"

Marty playfully kissed Giselle as they both stepped on Maya who was essentially a doormat at this point.

As soon as the make-out session ceased Giselle felt compelled to give her new truck a try.

"Throw me the keys babe I want to try something!"

Marty obliged and then looked down at Maya and said in a disappointing tone, "She's mostly flattened now, I don't even think she can stand"

Giselle chuckled, "Don't worry sweetheart, there is ALWAYS more we can do. Spread her out in the parking lot."

Marty smirked and instantly listened to his wife laying Maya on her flattened back on the concrete, "She feels like rubber" he blurted out as he unceremoniously dropped her on the ground in position and began wiping his hands as if to wipe off a leftover
slime or substance on his hands.

Maya was basically a toy to them at this point.

As she lied there, probably hating her job, and life, Giselle was living a dream. She revved the engine as her husband did before and slowly pulled the truck towards the mound of flesh that was once Maya. The oversized tires rumbled over Maya and finished the job and turned her into mush beneath them, flattening her into the concrete almost to the point where she looked to be part of the ground, razor thin.

Giselle smiled as she hopped down out of the truck, "And the tires work GREAT!"

Marty agreed and motioned for Giselle to pose for a picture to which she did.

Marty looked at his beaming wife, "Say cheese!" He belted out.

Giselle's beautiful smile could light up the night, she turned her head slightly and prepared for the picture but as Marty was about to take it
she raised her voice, "Wait!"

Marty dropped the phone and looked at his wife, "Everything okay?"

Giselle smiled, "I gotta better idea"

Giselle took a few steps over and stepped directly on the human doormat that was once Maya!

"Might as well get my new heels and our new doormat in the picture, Marty!"

*Marty takes the above picture*

Marty looked confused as he reconvened with his wife, "Baby, what did you mean our new doormat? I'm pretty sure Maya here works for Cali Sunshine Auto's, we can't just take her home!"

Giselle smirked and began rolling Maya up like a newspaper, "What they won't know what hurt em! Put her in the glove box and we can ride right out of here with her, nobody will know!"

Marty joined Giselle in smiling at the thought, he was all in. The two finished rolling Maya up into what can only be described as a human version of those empty, brown paper towel rolls and shoved her in the glovebox causing an audible groan from Maya as she was bent and stretched inside the glovebox.

Giselle put her finger on her chin, "You know on second thought I was thinking, once we wash her off of course, I'm thinking she'll make a GREAT dining room table drape.
As much we spill...and she'll be quite the conversation starter!"

Marty let out a disappointing groan, "Ah..I was actually thinking we'd make her into a towel for the dogs..I mean they need cleaning everyday!"

Giselle rolled her eyes at the notion, "Marty we can't use her like that, this is a once in a lifetime piece of furniture, we can't wipe the dogs with her!! We'll figure it out..together!"

The happy newlyweds discussed Maya's flattened fate all the way home in their new truck and of course, lived happily ever after.