Dan had just stepped off the bus about a block from the laundromat, when a teenaged punk on a skateboard plowed right into him, as the bus pulled away. Both young men ended up on the pavement, surprisingly, Dan didn't feel like he'd been hurt. He just felt the body on top of him and the pavement below.
The punk pressed his hand against Dan's chest to get up. It sank in Dan's flesh like it was clay, warm rubbery clay. The punker looked down at Dan, and said, "Why don'---what the fuck are you made of? Silly putty?"
He proceeded to press his other hand on Dan's other shoulder while wiggling the fingers on his other hand. The kid pressed his knee into Dan's crotch, and felt the pavement through the Dan's clothing and flattened flesh. "Wicked!"
Dan just gasped, it hadn't hurt, actually, just the opposite. He'd orgasmed when the kid flattened him. He barely noticed that the kid was stomping every inch of Dan flat, and muttered incoherently, as the kid's shoe pressed his head flat. To make sure his new toy was perfectly flat, Rene rolled his skateboard across the flattened college student like an iron.
Then the kid looked around, no one in sight, then down at his flattened prize. He introduced himself, "I'm Rene, and you are?"
A muffled unintelligible mumble came from Dan. Rene lifted Dan up like he was cardboard, and reached in his back pocket, and pulled out Dan's wallet. He looked in it, and laughed reading Dan's ID, "So, you're Daniel Flatt, a very apt name. I guess I should be glad that my last name in Mann, if that has anything to do with what happened to you. I see you go to State, I start their in the Fall. Well, it was thoughtful of you to bring your own carrying case." He lifted Dan's pack over his flattened arms, and unzipped it. Next he proceeded to roll his flattened prize up, and stuffed him in to the back pack.
He grabbed the pack at resumed his skating toward his home.
In the darkness of the zipped backpack, Dan tried to speak or move, but was helpless. He heard the incessant roar of the skate wheel's rolling and felt the movement of the backpack swaying in Rene's hands. What had happened? The drug? Maybe it was all a hallucination? Maybe it would wear off?