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 and Izzy stay in their shared bedroom.
I felt a warm aura around me.
My shadow was replaced with Regina Rabbit’s Shadow on the floor below her.
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, “This would be fun to be a mother to this woman’s two kids”, 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 I clutches my head with my hands and then accepting Regina Rabbit’s spirit to live within her 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, 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 toes and 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 slend 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 female toon rabbit body shape.
My body shifted into Regina Rabbit’s female 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 toon rabbit.”.
I walking up to Michael’s and Izzy’s shared bedroom, opening the door, see my kids, staring at me, in shock, saying , “Michael? Izzy? Don’t be scared, I’m still your mom, I promise.”
Michael and Izzy steps forward, a bit, in surprise and nodding in confirmation.
I touching my rabbit ears while walking like Regina Rabbit.
Michael and Izzy cuddles me.
Michael and Izzy saw me as a mother figure, no matter what I look like.
Izzy hugs me, feeling happiness bubbling in my chest.
Michael and Izzy hugging me while I hugged them 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 flowing down my back, while hugging my kids, calling them, my little ones, taking them to their bedroom and tucked them in while I walking up to the mirror in my bedroom, while naked. I as Regina Rabbit, and then me and Regina Rabbit both took equal control over me completely, working together as one person from two different people (Female toon Rabbit and a young human woman) living with a shared body and mind, while purring like a female rabbit, while saying with my cotton-ball tail wagging with happiness.
A couple hours later, I putting on a dark blue undershirt, then 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.
The end.
The warm aura hit me first, a pleasant tingling sensation that quickly escalated into a full-blown cartoon calamity. One minute I was Rose Wentworth, twenty-one-year-old Montana mom, next I was… well, let’s just say my shadow had taken on a distinctly Roger Rabbit vibe. A fluffy white cotton-ball tail sprouted from my backside, confirming my worst (and best?) fears.
Then she appeared. Regina Rabbit, shimmering into existence like a figment of a fever dream (or a particularly vivid episode of my favorite movie). “This would be fun,” she chirped, that sweet, high-pitched voice I’d only ever heard from the screen, “a mother to these kids!”
Before I could process the sheer absurdity of it all, she jumped into me. My head throbbed. My left eye pulsed with a vibrant blue glow, mirroring Regina’s own. Then… acceptance. “Come on, girl,” a voice – half-Regina, half-me – purred. “You and me, one happy toon rabbit mama!”
My hands transformed into four-fingered, yellow-gloved paws. My feet flattened into three-toed platforms with ridiculously cute pink soles. Rabbit ears, fluffy white with pink insides, sprouted from my head, itching delightfully. A single bucktooth popped out from the left side of my mouth, accompanying the now-blue eyes with Regina’s signature mischievous black eyebrows. My body morphed, my blonde hair becoming a longer, vibrant red-orange, my figure slimming into a surprisingly elegant (if cartoonishly proportioned) rabbit form. My height shrank to a respectable 4’9″. Everything was…two-dimensional.
The best part? I still retained my own personality, blended with Regina’s boundless energy and mischievous charm. My memories, my kids, Michael and Izzy, everything was still there, just… fluffier. My silver cross necklace remained, a touch of human Rose in my new toon rabbit life.
“I’m… a toon rabbit,” I squeaked, my voice pitched higher than I thought possible.
I approached Michael and Izzy’s room, my heart pounding a rapid cartoon rhythm. They stared, wide-eyed, at their mother – or rather, their toon rabbit mother.
“Michael? Izzy? Don’t be scared,” I reassured them, my voice a comforting mix of Regina’s sweetness and my own calm. “I’m still your mom, I promise.”
To my immense relief, they simply nodded, a little dazed, but clearly not terrified. Izzy, ever the empathetic one, hugged me first. Michael followed suit. They seemed to accept the transformation with the same easygoing acceptance they’d always shown towards my eccentricities.
The rest of the day was a blur of cartoonish chaos and surprisingly normal family time. We spent the afternoon on my bed, a pile of furry affection. Later, after tucking them in, I found myself admiring my new physique in the mirror – naked, of course, — with both Rose and Regina purring in happy unison.
The next morning, I somehow managed to squeeze myself into a pair of red overalls, a dark blue undershirt, and a jaunty yellow polka-dotted blue bow tie. I’d figured out how to dress a toon rabbit body. I mean, who knew such a seemingly impossible feat could be so much fun? Being a toon rabbit mama wasn’t so bad after all. The end.
