Alex had no control over what kinda toon he'd become, and he didn't really choose what kinda toon Candy had become, had the gloves really chosen, or had they brought out the toon that was already there? That was insane logic, but Alex had to admit this was all pretty insane as it was!
So there was no real point in debating what kinda toon Mikey was about to become. Alex knew a few minutes ago he'd been terrified of transforming his friends, and had been agitated at what the gloves were doing to him... But now he felt excited, charged! He NEEDED to see what kinda toon Mike would become. He knew this was the changes talking... but he didn't care!
Alex no longer felt the gloves forcibly controlling him, maybe they'd become one and the same... One look at Candy, and Alex could tell Candy had already embraced her new self.
Mike was obviously freaked out, he was in shock, otherwise he'd be running for his life or calling the police, but seeing his two friends turned into cartoon characters was too much.
Without hesitation, Alex's giant tongue gave Mike a huge wet lick, soaking his front side, and front inside instantly began to be covered in light gray fur.
"Ugh! Gross!" Mike said, his brain not yet processing fully what was happening to him.
Candy in a flash was right behind Mike and gave him a huge hug, her giant breasts smooshing him from both side as he struggled.
"Hey! Let me go!" Mike protested. Like it was second nature, Candy reached and pulled on Mike's ears, turning them triangular in top of his head. As her breasts squeezed his head, his face pushed into a muzzle, a set of fangs popping out as his nose popped into a little black dot. As Candy squeezed him harder, a fluffly tail pop out of his rear fully formed, as his hands puffed out into claws, and his feet popped out into claws, blowing off his shoes and socks.
Alex watched as Candy slipped off her gloves, revealing a second pair underneath, and slipped them on Mike's hands. Mike stopped struggling, obviously enjoying the toon vixen snuggling him.
"Oh yeah baby, that's the stuff!" the cartoon wolf howled, spirals in his eyes.
Candy let him go.
"Ahhhhh! Over already babe?" Mike asked.
Candy giggled in response. "You said to let you go."
"Yeah babe but that was then, this is now!"
Looking at himself and his friends, Alex couldn't help but think how cool they looked! they left toonified foot prints all over the wooden floor. And yet... they still looked... incomplete somehow, like something was holding them back.
Looking at his bare feet, and that of his friends, Alex snapped his fingers and knew exactly what it was!
he snuck up behind them, grab them from behind, and PULLED, making them both spin, the force making Alex spin as well!
The toons twirled around in mini-tornados, their clothes and underwear flying off, which then dissolved into nothing.
The toons stopped spinning, grabbing their heads, their eyes still spinning, their pupils going from their right side then coming directly from their left side for a few seconds before slowly down to a stop.
The toons looked down at themselves, and saw they were naked except for their toon gloves. Except, Candy's breasts were smooth like balloons, and the space between their legs were completely smooth. Touching it, the toons felt nothing, like it was just another part of them. And a lift of their tail confirmed that there was nothing there either!
They didn't feel a sense of alarm, in fact, if anything, this felt RIGHT, this was how things SHOULD BE. Looking at each other, the toons had never felt so FREE. So complete!
"Wow, thanks darlin'!" Candy The Vixen said with a clap of her gloved hands.
"no problem darlin'!" said Alex The Lap.
"I look sooo cool!" Mike The Wolf added flexing his hulking muscles.
"So care to explain the Script handsome?" Candy asked.
"Huh?! Oh right! so the Plot is that I got these white gloves from a store that wasn't there before, and they fixed me up into a toon! They said if I didn't like them I could return them in seven days."
The three toons all burst out laughing. The idea of returning the glove was nothing but a joke to laugh at.
The bright orange toon vixen asked, swaying as she spoke, "So handsome, what's with the whiskers? You a dog or a cat?"
"Foxes got whiskers too!"
"Ah wasn't drawn with'em honey."
"Well, it's just how I turned out. Maybe ma and pa are a toon cat and toon dog!" The brown toon lap said.
"Too bad they're out of town for a bit," said the gray toon wolf. "But that just means we can fix things up better for when they get back and we can bring out their real toon selves!"
"Well, you're the main character handsome, where do we take the Plot from here? There are plenty of people we can toonify! And we can fix up the house so it's a proper toony place!"