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. 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 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.”
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 dorm room. Deanna, with her dark braid bouncing as she worked, meticulously adjusted the green patch on the back of the red overalls. “Perfect,” she declared, stepping back to admire her handiwork. “Rose, you’re going to rock this!”
Rose, her blonde ponytail bobbing, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of exhaustion. She was tired, but the thought of the Halloweek Dance and Costume contest, fueled by Deanna’s infectious enthusiasm, kept her going.
“I’m glad you think so, Deanna,” Rose said, trying to sound enthusiastic. “I’m sure it’ll be a blast!” She pulled on the overalls, the yellow buttons catching the light. The blue bow tie, adorned with yellow polka dots, felt oddly stiff against her skin.
As the girls finally settled into bed, a strange shimmer seemed to emanate from the corner of the room where the costume lay. Neither noticed it, their eyelids growing heavy with sleep.
The next morning, the shimmer had vanished. Rose went off to her theater class, while Deanna, a whirlwind of creativity, headed to her fashion design course.
That evening, Rose slipped into the costume, the familiar fabric feeling strangely different against her skin. A tingling sensation spread through her body, and a chill ran down her spine. As she looked in the mirror, she gasped.
Her blonde hair was gone, replaced by a tuft of red-orange fur. Her hands were now four-fingered, covered in yellow gloves that fit perfectly. Her legs, now short and slender, were encased in white fur. She was shrinking, becoming rounder, smaller.
Her chest flattened. A tail, fluffy and white, sprouted from her backside. Her face morphed into a rabbit muzzle, a single bucktooth protruding. Her eyes were huge and blue, her nose pink and triangular. And crowning it all, two fluffy, white rabbit ears, tipped with pink, sat atop her head.
Rose, now a miniature version of Roger Rabbit, looked at her reflection in horror. “Deanna!” she cried, her voice a high-pitched squeak. “I’m trapped!”
Deanna burst into the room, and her eyes widened in astonishment. “Rose, it’s…” she stammered, her voice filled with wonder and a touch of fear. “You’re…Roger Rabbit!”
Rose, as Roger Rabbit, her voice now a cartoonish squawk, tried to explain, “I’m still Rose! But I’m stuck in this body, I don’t know how to get out!”
Deanna, ever the artist, saw the opportunity for the ultimate costume, one that could win them the competition hands down. She hugged Rose, a small smile playing on her lips. “Don’t worry, Rose, we’ll figure this out. And hey, you’re perfect!”
As the music started at the dance, Rose, still trapped as Roger Rabbit, danced alongside Deanna, her heart filled with a strange mix of fear and exhilaration. They were a sensation, their costume so unbelievably real, so perfectly in sync with the animated character from the film.
The judges were in awe, and the cheers of the crowd filled the air. Rose, despite her predicament, felt a sense of joy. Her friends, despite their initial shock, accepted her, embraced her, and celebrated her. They won the costume competition, and Rose, as Roger Rabbit, was the star of the show.
The magic that had trapped her, however, remained a mystery. And so, Rose, as Roger Rabbit, awaited the day when she would be her human self again, carrying the memory of this strange, wonderful night forever in her heart.
