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 as Rose and Deanna prepped for the California College of the Arts’ Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest. Rose, with her bright blonde ponytail and light brown eyes, surveyed the outfit Deanna had designed for her. It was a masterpiece: red overalls with two yellow buttons on the front and back, a green patch on the back, a blue bowtie with yellow polka dots, and yellow gloves. It was whimsical, a touch sassy, and perfect for Rose’s vibrant personality.
“This is it, Rose! We’re going to win this thing,” Deanna declared, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement. She adjusted a stray thread on the overalls, her dark brown hair pulled back in a tight braid.
Exhaustion tugged at Rose, and soon enough, they were both tucked into their shared dorm room, asleep. In the quiet of the night, a strange energy pulsed through the room, a silvery mist swirling around Deanna’s creation, the costume glowing faintly.
The next day, Rose went to her theater class, while Deanna immersed herself in fashion design, learning the intricacies of sparkling sequins. As the sun set, Rose slipped into the outfit. It felt familiar, comfortable, almost…magical. She settled into bed, her eyes fluttering closed.
And then, a transformation began. White fur sprouted on her arms and legs, her hands morphing into four-fingered paws. Her legs shortened, transforming into Roger Rabbit’s signature stumpy ones. A fluffy white tail sprouted from her behind, and her hair turned a vibrant red-orange, resembling Roger Rabbit’s wild tuft. Her body thinned, her curves disappearing, and her feet became wide, pink-bottomed paws. A single buck tooth grew on the left side of her mouth, her nose becoming a pink, rounded triangle with three black whiskers on each side. She felt her height shrinking, the world towering over her.
Rose was trapped in Roger Rabbit’s body. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing Deanna staring at her with a mixture of shock and awe.
“Deanna… why are you so tall?” Rose’s voice, a high-pitched squeak, sounded strangely familiar. “I’m still Rose, but I’m also… Roger Rabbit!”
A smile, wide and toothy, stretched across her face. “P-b-b-b-b-bleeeease!”
She looked in the mirror, seeing Roger Rabbit staring back, his huge, blue eyes wide with surprise. “Deanna, I’m Roger Rabbit!”
Deanna, tears welling in her eyes, hugged Rose tightly. “Rose, you are Roger Rabbit from ‘Who Framed Roger Rabbit’!”
Rose giggled, her voice full of joy. “I guess it’s really me!” Deanna cuddled her close, Rose purring with delight.
They stood there for a moment, a whirlwind of emotions swirling around them. Then, Deanna put on a song, “The Merry-Go-Round Broke Down” from “Who Framed Roger Rabbit,” and Rose started to sing, her voice carrying the same playful energy as the beloved cartoon character.
“Oh, Roger is my name…” Rose’s voice bounced through the room as she danced with Deanna, her movements full of cartoonish charm.
Rose, now Roger Rabbit, was the life of the party. Her school friends looked on in amusement, their laughter echoing through the dance hall. Their college friends were ecstatic, embracing the magical transformation.
The Halloweek Dance and Costume Contest was a triumph. Rose, as Roger Rabbit, brought joy and laughter to everyone. She won the hearts of her school and college friends alike, proving that friendship, laughter, and a little bit of magic can conquer anything. The end.
