I was helping my 20 years old friend, Deanna Mild
I 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.
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.
My legs changed into Roger Rabbit’s short legs.
My arms changes into Roger Rabbit’s slend arms with white fur tufts on the elbows.
More white fur grew on my torso.
My hourglass figure changes to being more like Roger Rabbit’s slender body shape.
My breasts flatten completely.
My feet grew bigger and flattened with pink bottoms with three toes and dark pink circles on the bottoms of the feet.
A white cotton-ball tail grew out of my backside.
My hair changed color from blonde to red-orange and reshapes wild red-orange hair just like 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 three black 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.
I was still asleep.
I was trapped in Roger Rabbit’s body.
The school’s Halloweek Dance and Costume contest for October 27th, and then Deanna saw me as Roger Rabbit.
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, 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 looked in the mirror, to see myself as Roger Rabbit with huge blue eyes 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 Roger Rabbit.”
Deanna hugs me, feeling happiness bubbling in my chest.
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice, “Thanks, Deanna.”
Deanna said with awe, “Rose, you are Roger Rabbit from the 1988 film, “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?”.”
I said in Roger Rabbit’s voice, “I guess It’s really me.”
Deanna cuddles me in her arms while I’m purring with delight and lovingly.
This Dance and Costume contest that is at our school.
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.
Me: “Oh, Roger is my name
And laughter is my game
C’mon, cowpoke
It’s just a joke
Don’t sit there on your brain
(spoken) Woo-hoo-hoo! Nice shirt! Who’s your tailor? Quasimodo? Hoo-hoo!
I’m not that debonair
I’m just a silly hare
If you want class
I’ll have to pass
So go get Fred Astaire
(spoken) Yeah, he’s good. But can he do this? Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl! Eat your heart out, Ginger Rogers!
My buddy’s Eddie V.
A sourpuss, you’ll “C”
But when I’m done
He’ll need no gun
Cause a joker he will “B”
C, D, E, F, G, H, I
I love to raise some cain
Believe me, it’s no strain
It feels so great
To smash a plate
And look, there is no pain.
No pain.”
“I’m not that debonair
I’m just a silly hare
If you want class
I’ll have to pass
So go get Fred Astaire
(spoken) Yeah, he’s good. But can he do this? Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl! Eat your heart out, Ginger Rogers!
Oh, Roger is my name
And laughter is my game
C’mon, cowpoke
It’s just a joke
Don’t sit there on your brain
(spoken) Woo-hoo-hoo! Nice shirt! Who’s your tailor? Quasimodo? Hoo-hoo!
My buddy’s Eddie V.
A sourpuss, you’ll “C”
But when I’m done
He’ll need no gun
Cause a joker he will “B”
C, D, E, F, G, H, I
I love to raise some cain
Believe me, it’s no strain
It feels so great
To smash a plate
And look, there is no pain
[Smashes plate on his head; the record starts skipping, and Roger keeps repeating himself.]
No pain [Smashes plate on his head]
No pain [Smashes plate on his head]
No pain [Smashes plate on his head]
No pain [Smashes plate on his head]
No pain [Smashes plate on his head]
No pain!!!!”
My school friends watched me as Roger Rabbit with Roger Rabbit’s voice and lift me up in the air.
My College friends saw me as a friend, no matter what I look like.
My school won the Halloweek Dance and Costume contest.
My college friends laugh at my funny jokes.
The end.
The air crackled with anticipation in Deanna’s dorm room. Halloween was just around the corner, and the California College of the Arts was buzzing with excitement for the annual Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest. Deanna, a budding fashion designer, had poured her heart and soul into her costume, creating a whimsical and mischievous ensemble for her best friend, Rose.
Rose, with her bright blonde hair and light brown eyes, was the perfect model for Deanna’s creation: a vibrant red overall with bright yellow buttons, a quirky blue bow tie with yellow polka dots, and yellow gloves. The pièce de résistance was a green patch sewn onto the back of the overalls, adding a touch of whimsy. Deanna, with her dark brown hair, her petite frame, and a spark in her eye, was thrilled with the finished product.
As they prepared for bed, exhaustion from a long day of sewing and fittings finally caught up with them. The air in the room was thick with anticipation. Rose admired the outfit hanging on the back of the door, its colors shimmering in the moonlight. Deanna, her eyelids drooping, smiled at her friend, “Sleep well, Rose. We’ll be a sensation tomorrow.”
That night, a strange enchantment whispered through the air. It brushed against the costume, infusing it with an ethereal glow. Deanna didn’t notice, but as sleep settled upon the room, the magic started to work its way into the outfit.
The following day, Rose went to her theater arts class while Deanna immersed herself in the world of sparkling sequins, eager to decorate her own red-pink dress for the dance. As the sun dipped below the horizon, Rose returned to their dorm room, tired but happy. She slipped into the costume, feeling a sense of joy at how perfectly it fit. It felt like a second skin, and a strange tingling sensation ran through her as she settled into the bed.
Then, something extraordinary happened.
A wave of warmth washed over Rose as she drifted into sleep. She felt a faint prickling, a strange shifting in her limbs. Her blonde hair started to change, turning a fiery orange-red, and her face felt a sudden fullness, a strange new sensation.
When she awoke, a gasp escaped her lips. She stared in the mirror, her jaw dropping. She wasn’t Rose anymore. She was Roger Rabbit.
White fur covered her arms and legs, her hands transformed into Roger’s four-fingered paws. Her legs had shrunk, becoming short and stubby, and her slender arms now sported white fur tufts on the elbows. Her figure, once curvy, had become lean and wiry, her breasts had vanished, and a fluffy white tail sprouted from her backside. Her feet had grown larger, flat and pink, with three toes each, and dark pink circles on the soles. She was smaller now, barely taller than Roger Rabbit himself.
Her face had been completely transformed. A rabbit muzzle with a single bucktooth adorned her lower jaw, her cheeks puffed out, and white fur tufts adorned the sides. Her nose was bright pink and triangular, with three black whiskers on each side. Her eyes, wide and blue, stared back at her, filled with an unsettling mix of fear and curiosity.
Her blonde hair, now red-orange, was a wild tuft, just like Roger Rabbit’s. Two white-tipped, rounded rabbit ears with pink insides and white fur tufts sprouted from her head. She was trapped in the body of a cartoon rabbit.
“Deanna!” she called out, her voice a surprised squeak, “Deanna, why do you look so tall? I’m still Rose…I’m…I’m also Roger Rabbit!”
She laughed, a nervous, high-pitched giggle, “P-b-b-b-bleeeease!” she added, mimicking Roger Rabbit’s signature stammer.
Deanna, startled by the sound of her friend’s voice, turned around. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Rose? You’re…you’re Roger Rabbit!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with astonishment.
Rose, or rather, Roger, looked in the mirror again, a strange mix of emotions flitting across her face.
“I guess it’s really me,” she said, her voice a perfect imitation of Roger’s.
Deanna, unable to contain her happiness, rushed to her friend, throwing her arms around her. Rose, purring with delight, felt a surge of love and contentment.
“We’re going to win the contest,” Deanna whispered, her voice filled with excitement.
“We’re going to be a sensation!” Rose, or rather, Roger, said with a mischievous grin.
Deanna turned on the music, the cheerful melody of “The Merry-Go-Round Broke Down” from “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” filling the room. Roger, her body now an animated caricature of her former self, began to sing, her voice soaring with a new confidence.
The Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest became a blur of laughter, cheers, and the sound of Roger’s delightful, cartoonish voice. The school was enthralled by their performance, and Rose, as Roger Rabbit, was the star of the night.
The magic had worked its magic. The Halloweek Dance was a triumph. Deanna had made a spectacular costume. And Rose, transformed into Roger Rabbit, had found a new kind of magic in the experience.
