I was taking care of my 12-year-old son, Michael
I was taking care of my 12-year-old son, Michael Wentworth with Sandy blonde hair and brown eyes (standing at 4 feet by 7 inches tall) and 10-year-old, Izzy Wentworth with baby blonde hair and blue eyes (standing at 4 feet by 6 inches tall), my daughter, living in the countryside of Montana, USA in the human world.
My name is Rose Wentworth, a 21 years old young human woman with bright blonde hair and light brown eyes, standing at 5 feet by 5 inches tall and Michael’s and Izzy’s mother.
Roger Rabbit is my favorite cartoon titular character from the 1988 live action animated hybrid film, “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?”.
Michael stay in his shared bedroom with his sister, Izzy.
I felt a warm aura around me while Izzy watching.
My shadow was replaced with Regina Rabbit’s Shadow, Roger Rabbit’s female counterpart on the floor below me.
I feel a tingling feeling and I looked down behind me and saw a white cotton-ball tail grew out of my tailbone and touching the tail, wagging my white cotton-ball tail.
My appearance shift to a traditional hand drawn animation look just like in Who framed Roger Rabbit.
I stumbled on the floor as Roger Rabbit’s female counterpart, Regina Rabbit’s spirit appears out of nowhere, looking at me, softly and happily, “I’m here to help to be the best mother that your kids will ever had”, then jumps into me, completely possessing me with her left blue eye glowing just like my left light brown eye glowing the same shade of blue as Regina’s left blue eye, while accepting Regina Rabbit’s spirit to live within me permanently, “come on, girl, you and me will be one happy toon rabbit mother to our kids.” as i spoke in a voice that is completely half Regina Rabbit’s with sweetness, high-pitched, soft-spoken and girly and half my own normal voice.
I turning around, looking around at Izzy, who was a bit surprised to see me while I panting like a happy toon rabbit, smiling softly just like Regina Rabbit, saying in a voice that completely half Regina Rabbit’s with sweetness, high-pitched, soft-spoken and girly and half my own normal voice, “Yes, we will.”.
I put my hands morphs into Regina Rabbit’s four fingered toon hands, a bit bigger than before with yellow gloves covering them.
My feet grew bigger and then flattened into three toed feet with pink colored soles with three dark pink circles on the pink soles of my feet.
white rounded tipped Rabbit ears with white fur tufts and pink insides slowly push from my head, replacing my human ears, while I scratches one of my own rabbit ears, while I sticks my tongue out a bit with a single buck-tooth pushes out on the left side of my mouth as I sat down on the floor like Regina Rabbit, as my color irises shift in color from light brown to blue with the same sparkle of innocence sparking in them that Michael and Izzy knows all too well with Regina Rabbit’s trademark black eyebrows appears above my enlarged eyes like Regina Rabbit’s, twitching my pink rounded triangle nose with a white highlight on top of my nose with three black rabbit whiskers on both sides of my nose.
2D White fur grew on my arms and legs.
My legs changed into Regina Rabbit’s young female legs.
My arms changes into Regina Rabbit’s slender female arms with white fur tufts on the elbows.
More 2D white fur grew on my torso.
My hourglass figure changes into Regina Rabbit’s slender hourglass female toon rabbit body shape.
My body shifted into Regina Rabbit’s female hourglass toon rabbit body.
My waist became a female toon rabbit’s waist.
My breasts remains the same small size breasts as before covered with white fur with female toon rabbit hips.
I feel a shift in my crotch with a female toon rabbit parts, turning me a female toon rabbit named Regina Rabbit.
My hair changed color from bright blonde to red-orange grew longer and then stops mid way down my back.
The top of my face grew 2D white fur.
The bottom of my face grew more 2D white fur and reshaped into a rabbit muzzle.
My cheeks got puffy up a bit just like Regina Rabbit’s with white fur tufts on the sides.
My height decreased to the height of 4 feet by 9 inches tall.
The hyperactive, funny, a bit childlike personality of Regina Rabbit with my friendly, high intelligence and talkative nature merge together filled my mind completely merging my own memories of being Rose Wentworth permanently, including my kids, Michael and Izzy.
My silver necklace with a cross in the middle of the necklace still around my neck even as Regina Rabbit, which I touched my four-fingered yellow gloved hands.
I looked at myself, saying, sounds like Regina Rabbit, a sweet, high-pitched, soft-spoken and girly,” I’m a toon rabbit.”.
Izzy hugs me, feeling happiness bubbling in my chest.
I scooped Izzy up in my arms.
I walking up to Michael’s and Izzy’s shared bedroom, wearing a dark blue undershirt covering my small white furry breasts, a red overalls with 2 yellow buttons on my chest area and other 2 yellow buttons on the back of the overalls with a green patch on the seat area of the overalls, tying the yellow polka dotted blue bowtie around my neck, opening the door, see my son, staring at me, in shock, saying , “Michael? Don’t be scared, I’m still your mom, I promise.”
Michael steps forward, a bit, in surprise and nodding in confirmation.
I touching my rabbit ears while walking like Regina Rabbit.
Michael cuddles me.
Michael saw me as a mother figure, no matter what I look like.
Michael hugging me while I hugged him back.
We stay inside of our house while laying on the top of my bedroom during the summer, while I looked up at Michael and Izzy with happy teary-eyed and a soft smile with my hair pulled up into a high ponytail, while hugging my kids, calling them, my little ones, me and Regina Rabbit both took equal control over us completely, working together as one person from two different people (Female toon Rabbit and a young human woman) living together in harmony, while purring like a female rabbit, while my cotton-ball tail wagging with happiness.
The end.
The Montana sun streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Twelve-year-old Michael, with his sandy blonde hair and thoughtful brown eyes, was engrossed in a video game, while ten-year-old Izzy, a wisp of a girl with baby blonde hair and bright blue eyes, watched him with a mixture of fascination and mild annoyance. I, Rose Wentworth, twenty-one years old, bright blonde hair, light brown eyes, felt a warmth bloom around Izzy, a strange, comforting aura.
Then, the floor beneath me shifted. My shadow, usually a mundane reflection, morphed into the silhouette of a curvaceous rabbit – Regina Rabbit, Roger Rabbit’s glamorous counterpart. A tingling sensation shot up my spine. I gasped, looking down to see a fluffy white cotton-ball tail sprouting from my tailbone, wagging involuntarily.
The world swam, colors sharpening into the vibrant, almost cartoonish hues of a classic animation. I stumbled, landing on the floor with a soft thud. Before me stood Regina Rabbit herself, a shimmering, ethereal image, her left eye glowing a vibrant blue. “I’m here to help,” she whispered, her voice sweet and high-pitched, “to be the best mother your kids will ever have.” Then, with a dazzling flash of blue light mirroring the glow in my own left eye, she merged with me, her essence enveloping mine. “Come on, girl,” a voice – half Regina’s sugary lilt, half my own – chirped. “You and me will be one happy toon rabbit mother to our kids.”
I turned, panting, a happy, breathless giggle escaping my lips. Izzy stared, wide-eyed. “Yes, we will,” I replied, the words both mine and Regina’s.
My hands transformed, morphing into Regina’s signature four-fingered toon hands, clad in yellow gloves. My feet flattened, becoming three-toed with pink soles and three dark pink circles. White, rounded rabbit ears, tipped with fur tufts and boasting pink insides, sprouted from my head. I scratched at one, my tongue poking out to reveal a single buck-tooth. My eyes shifted from light brown to blue, sparkling with Regina’s mischievous innocence. Black eyebrows, perfectly arched, appeared above them. My nose became a pink, rounded triangle with a white highlight and three whiskers on each side.
Two-dimensional white fur sprouted on my arms and legs, reshaping my limbs into Regina’s elegant proportions. My figure became slender and curvaceous, my small breasts remaining the same but now covered in soft white fur. A subtle shift in my lower body completed the transformation. My hair turned a vibrant red-orange, falling midway down my back. My face softened into a rabbit muzzle, my cheeks puffing slightly. I shrunk to 4 feet 9 inches tall.
The hyperactive, fun-loving spirit of Regina Rabbit fused with my own nature, creating a unique blend – a friendly, intelligent, talkative toon rabbit mother. My memories remained, intact and cherished. Even my silver cross necklace remained, a comforting touch against my new, four-fingered hands.
“I’m a toon rabbit,” I said, the words tumbling out in Regina’s sweet, high-pitched voice.
Izzy rushed to hug me, her small arms encircling my waist. I scooped her up, a wave of overwhelming happiness washing over me.
I walked to Michael and Izzy’s room, dressed in a dark blue undershirt, red overalls with yellow buttons and a green patch, and a yellow polka-dotted blue bow tie. Michael stared, stunned. “Michael?” I said, my voice a mixture of reassurance and cartoonish charm. “Don’t be scared, I’m still your mom, I promise.”
He stepped forward, a hesitant nod confirming his acceptance. He cuddled me, understanding that the love of a mother transcended form.
Later that summer, lying on my bed with Michael and Izzy nestled close, I looked at them, tears of joy welling in my blue eyes. My hair was pulled back in a high ponytail. I hugged them tight, calling them “my little ones,” a purr rumbling in my chest as my cotton-ball tail wagged furiously. Rose Wentworth and Regina Rabbit, two souls united, a mother’s love amplified by magic, forever entwined. The end.
