...notice that she seemed a bit more pale than normal. It was first she thought it was a trick of the light and dismissed it for a few seconds. On closer inspection it was not the case. Not only was she loosing color, she was loosing it more than anyone she ever imagined a person could. She watched as her skin slowly turned milk white and began developed a rubbery sheen. The light foundation that she had applied faded away as well. At first she was left as a uniform ivory coloration which was set apart by her hair as it went from a natural red to a cherry pink with firetruck red tips, but that would not last long.
Soon pink circles began to form on her cheeks, each geometrically perfect with a trio of black freckles arranged in a neat triangle with a pair of vivid blue ovals forming around her white lined eyes with thick red lashes. Her lips began to swell out and turned an electric pink. Finally the bottom of her nose swelled out into a pink semi-orb. With a morbid curiosity she reached up and pinched it, as she expected she was a honk. Unexpectedly she felt it.
As this happened her breasts inflated a couple of bra sizes with an inflation sound, as did her hips. As this happened her clothes changed as well, turning into a purple and green dress with puffed upper sleeves, lavender gloves on her hands, white and red spiral leggings and large purple pumps. All of which was completed by a name tag which said "Hello my name is Lindee!"
"Oh my god!" She said, noticing that she now had an enlarged set of buck teeth. "I'm a clown!" Around her she began to notice other changes. Her room became more colorful, more curvy in it's designs of furniture and more, well, clowny. What was going on? Was there any way of stopping it?