I was was helping my 20 years old friend, Deanna
I was was helping my 20 years old friend, Deanna Mild, with her costume as her model at the California College of the Arts.
Deanna has dark brown hair in a tight braid and brown eyes.
Deanna is 20 years old and stand at 5 feet by 5 inches tall.
Her costume that she made for me to wear was a red overalls with 2 yellow buttons on the front and 2 yellow buttons on the back of the overalls with a green patch on the backside of the overalls, blue bowtie with yellow polka dots, and yellow gloves.
I has bright blonde hair in a high ponytail and light brown eyes.
I am 21 years old and stand at 5 feet by 5 inches tall.
My name is Rose Wentworth. This year was my last year of college.
I look at the outfit that Deanna made for the Halloweek Dance and Costume contest this year.
I felt tired, so me and Deanna went to bed in our shared Dorm room.
That very night, some magic fell onto the outfit that Deanna and her friends made and started to glow very lightly.
The forward day, I went to my class of theater arts, while Deanna went to her class of fashion design to learn about sparkling sequins to decorate her own red-pink dress.
That night, I put on the outfit that Deanna and her friends made and touched it up a bit to bed.
White fur grew on my arms and legs.
My hands morphs into Roger Rabbit’s four fingered hands with yellow gloves fits my hands now.
My legs changed into Roger Rabbit’s short, slend-like legs.
My arms changes into Roger Rabbit’s slend-like arms with white fur tufts on the elbows.
More white fur grew on my torso.
My hourglass figure changes into Roger Rabbit’s slender body shape with the red overalls fit perfect.
My breasts flattened completely.
My feet grew bigger and flattened with pink bottoms with three toes and three dark pink circle on the bottoms of my feet.
A white cotton-ball tail grew out of my backside.
My hair changed color from blonde to red-orange and reshapes into Roger Rabbit’s hair tuft hairstyle.
The top of my face grew white fur.
The bottom of my face grew more white fur and reshaped into a rabbit muzzle with a single rabbit buck tooth growing on the left side of my mouth.
My cheeks got puffy up a bit just like Roger Rabbit’s with white fur tufts on the sides.
My nose brightens, turns bright pink and reshapes into a rounded triangle rabbit nose with a white highlight on the top of my nose with three rabbit whiskers on both sides of my nose.
White rounded tipped Rabbit ears with white fur tufts and pink insides grew on my head.
My height decreased to the same height as Roger Rabbit, which is 3 feet tall.
The school’s Halloweek Dance and Costume contest for this day, October 27th, and then Deanna saw me as Roger Rabbit.
I was trapped in Roger Rabbit’s animated body.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Deanna looking at me, a bit surprised.
I said with Roger Rabbit’s voice , “Deanna, why do you look so tall to me?, Deanna, I’m still Rose, but I’m also Roger Rabbit.”
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice with a smile like Roger Rabbit, “p-b-b-b-b-bleeeease! I’m trapped in his, well, Roger Rabbit’s body.”
I looked in the mirror, to see myself as Roger Rabbit with huge eyes with blue irises, black pupils and white highlight like Roger Rabbit and in Roger Rabbit’s animated look from Who framed Roger Rabbit.
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice, “Deanna, I’m animated like in the 1988 live action animated hybrid film, who framed Roger rabbit.”
Deanna hugs me, feeling happiness bubbling in my flat chest.
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice, “Thanks, Deanna. But I’m trapped in the animated body of Roger Rabbit!”
Deanna said with awe, “Rose, you are Roger Rabbit from the 1988 live action animated hybrid film, “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?”.”
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice, “I guess being Roger Rabbit would be a wild ride for me, It’s really me now.”
Deanna cuddles me in her arms while I’m putting with delight and lovingly.
This Dance and Costume contest that is at our school.
Me and Deanna, along with her friends won the costume part of the contest.
Deanna put on a song, being the merry-go-round broke down from Who Framed Roger Rabbit.
I started to sing the song while dancing with Deanna.
My College friends saw me as a friend, no matter what I look like.
My school won the Halloweek Dance and Costume contest.
The end.
The air crackled with anticipation in the California College of the Arts dorm room. Deanna Mild, a budding fashion designer with a penchant for the whimsical, was meticulously putting the finishing touches on a costume for the annual Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest. Her friend, Rose Wentworth, a theater arts student with a penchant for the dramatic, was her willing model.
Deanna’s creation was a vibrant concoction: red overalls with jaunty yellow buttons, a blue bowtie with yellow polka dots, and yellow gloves. It was a costume that screamed fun and mischief, and Rose, with her bright blonde hair and captivating brown eyes, was the perfect muse.
As they worked, a tired sigh escaped Rose’s lips. “I think I’m going to crash early tonight,” she declared, stretching her limbs.
“Sure thing, Rose,” Deanna said, glancing at the costume. “We’ll finish up tomorrow.” They both drifted off to sleep, leaving the costume draped over a chair.
Under the soft glow of the moon, something magical happened. The costume, infused with Deanna’s creative energy and the anticipation of the upcoming dance, shimmered with a faint, otherworldly light.
The following day, Rose attended her theater class while Deanna immersed herself in her fashion design lecture, learning about the intricate art of sequins. Later that night, Rose slipped into the costume, feeling a surge of excitement. As she admired her reflection in the mirror, she realized the outfit felt strangely warm, almost alive.
Suddenly, a shiver ran down her spine. White fur began to sprout on her arms and legs, growing rapidly and luxuriously soft. Her hands morphed, elongating with four nimble fingers, perfectly fitting the yellow gloves. Her legs shortened, becoming slender and graceful, encased in the red overalls.
Rose gasped in disbelief. Her once shapely curves disappeared, replaced by a lithe, slender frame. A fluffy white tail sprouted from her backside, bouncing with a life of its own. Her blonde hair transformed into a fiery red-orange, pulled back in a wild, tousled tuft.
Her face, too, was dramatically altered. White fur sprouted on her cheeks, adding a touch of fluffiness. Her nose, now pink and pointed, resembled a delicate rabbit nose, with a single buck tooth protruding from her mouth.
Rose, now reduced to a petite 3 feet tall, stared in awe at her reflection. She was no longer Rose Wentworth, the theater student, but Roger Rabbit, the animated icon from the beloved film, “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?”
Rose, now with Roger Rabbit’s signature voice, exclaimed, “Deanna! Why are you so tall? Deanna, I’m still Rose, but I’m also Roger Rabbit.”
Deanna, who had come to check on Rose, was speechless. She stood there, gaping at her friend, now transformed into the animated character. “Rose, you’re… you’re Roger Rabbit!”
Rose, with a wide, animated grin, exclaimed, “Deanna, I’m animated like in the 1988 live-action film, ‘Who Framed Roger Rabbit!’”
Deanna, unable to contain her excitement, embraced Rose, her joy bubbling over. Rose, in Roger Rabbit’s voice, said, “Thanks, Deanna. But I’m trapped in the animated body of Roger Rabbit!”
The Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest was just a few hours away. Rose, now Roger Rabbit, and Deanna, with her friends, had created a truly unforgettable spectacle. The costume contest was a resounding success, as Rose, in her newfound animated form, danced and sang along with Deanna’s friends.
Her classmates, with their usual warmth and acceptance, embraced Rose, the quirky Roger Rabbit, as one of their own. They cheered her on as she danced and twirled, bringing a touch of magic and whimsy to the dance floor. The school, with Rose’s unexpected charm, won the Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest, bringing a joyous end to an extraordinary night.
As the music faded and the lights dimmed, Rose, still Roger Rabbit, looked up at Deanna, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “Deanna,” she said, “I guess being Roger Rabbit wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”
Deanna, with a knowing smile, replied, “Maybe not, Rose. Maybe not.”
The night, filled with magic, laughter, and a touch of the surreal, cemented their friendship in a way neither of them had ever imagined, proving that even in the most unexpected circumstances, a true friendship could endure.
