"Why are we out here again? In the middle of the highway?" Snozzy asked, scratching an itch on his gut. 

    "I told you! The city council wanted some artwork for their new road, and you're an artist, so..." Shaun answered, smiling and relaxing against the steam-roller. Left over from the road's recent construction, it was just left there by the side of the road! Un-attended. Un-guarded. Were those the keys in the ignition?

    "Well, uh, okay, but why are we here in the middle of the night?" Snozzy asked, fidgeting some more. One hand tugged at an ear-fin, the other just rest atop his fat belly. 

    "Cause you can't work on the road while people are driving on it! So middle of the night, everyone's asleep. And the road opens tomorrow anyway, so you've gotta get the art done tonight, Snozz!" Shaun climbs up into the steamroller and starts it, the engine rumbling to life. 

    "And why am I naked? And blindfolded? And lying in the road?" Snozzy flinches as the machine starts, but he doesn't move. He trusts Shaun, after all! The panda's a good friend of his, and how kind to help him get some work with the city. 

    "Uh... it's to help you visualize the work?" Shaun had to almost yell to be heard over the rumbling of the steamroller. It was surprisingly easy to steer! Back onto the road, slowly creeping towards the confused, nude guilmon. 

    "And what's that NOISE?" Snozzy shouted, growing increasingly nervous as the rumbling approached. Shaun would let him know if a car was coming, right? Yeah, of course he would. He might've been a boogeyman, but he wasn't EVIL. just.. mischievous!

    "The tools of the trade!" Shaun shouts over the roar of the engine, grinning and groping himself as he neared his friend. He went slowly, carefully, making sure to stay lined up. The massive steel wheel approached the prone guilmon's feet, looming closer and closer. 

    "I'm not sure this is..." Snozzy began to speak, reaching up to remove his blindfold. He didn't get that far before the steamroller met his toes, getting a yelp out of him instead! Massive weight, and pressure, and WARMTH seeping over his feet. Like a massage from the world's best, working out stresses and kinks and soreness in his stompers. God, it felt good...

    "Not sure of what? Can't hear you over the artistic process, Snozz!" Shaun laughed, letting the machine continue to roll forward. Slowly, steadily, flattening the guilmon's feet into the road. With that much weight on his body, Snozzy wasn't just being rolled flat. He was being pressed INTO the fresh asphalt. Rubbery body melting and fusing with it.

    "Sh-Shaun! This is... what is...!?" The guilmon was breathless, barely able to get half a word out between moans. He did manage to finally get his blindfold off though, letting him watch as that massive metal drum pancaked his feet and began to roll up over his ankles. Even if he wanted to get up and run off, he couldn't now, feet flat as paper and melded into the road.
 
    "You can thank me later, Snozz! Well, maybe not..." Shaun grinned, and reached down, fondling himself as he let the machine continue its work. He'd seen quite a fun opportunity for himself and his goofy guilmon buddy on the way home earlier, and Snozz was just so agreeable! It was easy to get him to come along and play along. Snozzy wasn't entirely clueless too, Shaun knew, but the guil was so eager for any kinky fate that might befall him he would play stupid when he needed to.

    "This is amazing!" The guil hollered, squirming as the steamroller began to creep up over his shins. The heat, the weight, it was making him shudder in bliss! He could feel his feet cooling too, hardening, stiffening as they fused with the road. What a relaxation! Pure bodily bliss as he was rolled flat, a sort of immense soothing surging through him as the roller crept further and further along. 

    "Isn't it? Art is always a delight to behold~" Shaun teased, tugging his zipper down and fishing his cock out to stroke. Sadly, he couldn't see the process of his friend going flat from the cockpit of the machine, but the excited moans and shouts from Snozzy were more than enough to arouse him. He didn't have to do much work either, just sit back, relax and savor his friend's flattening fate.

    The roller worked over Snozzy's knees with ease, meeting the guilmon's bloated balls and thick thighs. As those were rolled just as flat as the rest of the 'mon, Snozzy couldn't help but moan and pop a boner. His cock rose high and stiff beneath his belly as his nuts were squished flat, trapping the guil in a wonderful state of squished arousal. It felt as if his balls were in a velvet vice, squished but cupped and rubbed at the same time. 

    The machine continued on without a pause, even as it met the base of the guilmon's eager arousal. Snozzy's mind was being drowned in ever-increasing pleasure as his cock and belly were pressed out all papery thin, but the machine didn't care about that. It just dutifully rolled onward, smearing Snozzy flat across the asphalt. Trapping his cock in a state of eternal arousal as it was rolled into nothing but a stain on the road, the guilmon's final throbs barely failing to bring him to climax. 

    "This is... This..." Snozzy was breathless, and not just because the steamroller was starting to flatten his chest out. The full-body flattening was leaving him feeling relaxed, warm, and more comfortable than he'd ever been, and his pressed pecker and balls were tingling with the same sort of pleasure. Mixed in was what felt like the stiffest erection Snozzy had ever sported, the guilmon trapped on the brink of orgasm.

    "Oh shut up and go flat, Snozzy~" Shaun huffed, rocking in his seat and stroking himself. He knew that by now the roller was well past Snozzy's feet. They'd been perfectly rolled out, unnaturally wide and impossibly flat against the road. Just like he'd planned for his pervy pal. Snozzy wasn't just going to be on the road, oh no. The heat and pressure were making the guilmon PART of the road! Like a rubbery decal melded into the asphalt. 

    Snozzy, for his part, was very good at doing as he was told. He spread his arms out, open, and let the steam-roller smear them into the road below. All that was left was the guilmon's head and neck, and Snozzy found himself impossibly excited to see what THAT felt like! He put on his best smile and laid his head back, ready to be smooshed. And then... the machine began to roll in reverse? 

    That same wonderfully relaxing weight rolled back down his body. Chest, belly, boner, balls, legs, and feet. Everything that was already flat got another pass, leaving just the guilmon's head and neck left in three dimensions. Snozzy was confused why the roadwork had stopped, but he couldn't really complain. He felt AMAZING, and as he craned his neck around, he realized he looked pretty good too!

    Centered in the road, Snozzy had been flattened out into wide digi-decal. His features spread out to comical proportions, but it was still very clear what was what. His flat feet, smushed tail, flattened cock... Every detail was preserved in two dimensions! Snozzy could still feel it all too. The warmth of the road beneath him and the cool night air above, and the footsteps of his friend as the panda approached. 

    Snozzy stopped oogling his flat self as he heard Shaun approach. Looking up at the panda-like fellow, Snozzy couldn't help but grin and blush. "Some art project you've signed me up for, Shaun!" He huffed, sticking his tongue out at his friend. Shaun just laughed and continued to stroke himself, foot-long cock hanging from his fly and drooling pre with every stroke.
 
    "Oh of course! Only the best for a master artisan like yourself, Snozzy! I get the feeling your little road stamp will be the talk of the town for years to come!" The panda smiled, kneeling down to get closer to the guil's face. "After all, you've earned yourself a proper permanent installation here!" Shaun teased, making the 'mon moan and blush. 

    "P-permanent? Like... for real?" The guil's breath caught in his throat as Shaun answered with a nod and a toothy grin. "I'm gonna be stuck here forever? As a stain on the road?" The guilmon's voice was full of eager anticipation, not a hint of worry at his fate. 

    "A stain? Oh no. A work of art, Snozzy! And yes, forever. Though, you'll be lucky if you're visible for that long. I mean..." Shaun stood back upright and stepped onto part of the guil that had already been smooshed flat. The guil wanted to squirm as he felt the panda's shoe land on his belly, but all he could manage was a moan!

    "With all the traffic here, day in and day out... You'll be worn away in a few years at best! A shame, maybe we'll re-paint this spot in your memory~" He laughed, looming over the guil's head and continuing to stroke himself. "You're stuck here forever, for sure, but I doubt you'll last that long at all... Now..." The panda reached down with his other hand and fished his balls out of his pants, starting to stroke himself more rapidly. 

    "Let's give you a proper sendoff. A nice christening for the new road too! I don't have a bottle of wine, so this will have to do..." The panda, jerked his cock faster, harder, grinding his heel into one of Snozzy's flattened nippled to make the 'mon moan and pant with need. Snozzy was never going to cum again, with a flattened cock, but Shaun was under no such restriction. 

    "Here we go! I hereby open the Snozzy memorial highway!" The panda panted out as he reached his peak, squatting down and blowing his load all over Snozzy's face. A huge, heavy mess of spunk, splattered all over the flattened 'mon's goofy mug. He caught some in his mouth and licked some off his lips, but Shaun pumped out too much for the guil to clean it all up! He was left sticky and slimy as the panda pulled his softening cock back into his pants and strolled back to the roller. 

    "Why didn't I think of this sooner?" Shaun wondered aloud, putting the roller in drive once more. It trundled forward and re-rolled all over the guilmon's already squished body, making sure not an inch of him was left un-flattened. As it approached Snozzy's still squirming head, Shaun just sighed and groped himself again. This was just too much fun! 

    Snozzy watched the roll, that massive shiny thing, approach. It loomed over him, completely filled his view. He could see a reflection of himself in it, though that became hard to think about as it began to creep up his neck. Inch by inch it rumbled long, flattening the last of his body into the road. It felt just as amazing now as it had before, leaving the guil whining with desperate need.     

    The moaning stopped soon too, as the roller pressed over Snozzy's face. That plump lip, oversized snout, all of it flattened out into the road. His head was like the rest of his body now; a two-dimensional decal on the highway. And god, it felt amazing. The guilmon's whole body was smothered in this wonderfully warm pressure, even without the steamroller on top of him. His cock was as hard as it had ever been, flattened and trapped on the edge of its peak. And the guilmon's head was so flat and thin, that he could barely even think anymore! Not like he'd need to...

    Shaun did a few more passes over Snozzy's whole flattened form to make sure he was well and truly stuck. Melded with the road, permanently. Satisfied with his thoroughness, the panda parked the steamroller back where it had been and walked out into the road to take in the beauty of his latest work. 

    Flattened so wide he filled the four-lane highway, Snozzy was a cute little thing. Belly round and wide, that cute heart symbol half-obscured behind the perma-pressed boner the guil was sporting. And his face... still covered in that sticky load from his friend, Snozzy just looked so happy! A big, goofy grin, eyes clamped shut in bliss... 

    "That's what I call a successful collaboration!" The panda laughed, walking across the road, making sure to step on the guil's flattened balls in the process. "You think so too, don't you Snozzy?" The guil couldn't answer. He couldn't think past the pure pleasure smothering his form, and even if he could, his whole being was too flat to wiggle, or nod, or speak, or even squirm!

    Shaun just chuckled and fished his cock back out again. He blew one last load over the road, then went on home. His friend was gone, trapped as a decoration forever. He knew Snozzy would be happy like that, and part of the panda was almost jealous! Maybe he could press himself flat in the same spot, once Snozzy was worn away...