You arrive at the thrift store hoping to find some worthwhile stuff that might resell well somewhere else. You haven't had much luck until you come across what seems to be a celluloid sheet, those used in traditional animation.
You try to pick it up, but when you do, your thumb slides across it accidentally, ruining the paint and the overall quality of the item. Hoping the young clerk didn't notice, you leave as quickly as possible, hoping no one saw you ruin that possibly valious item.
Back home, you feel dizzy and disoriented, and you go to your bathroom to wash your face with cold water to wake up.
Once done, you look at the mirror and see something strange.
It's the face of a cartoon woman!
She looks smooth and flat, with a round, pretty face, thick red lips, a tiny, barely visible button nose, huge blue eyes, and a stylish shoulder height haircut. She looks like a cartoon version of Marilyn Monroe.
For some reason, you can't look away from her eyes, and you seem to be glued by them. Hypnotized.
You approach the mirror and stare directly at her bright blue eyes. She looks shaken, panting.
You hate to admit that you feel strangely attracted to her, and you get even closer to the mirror.
Then, suddenly.
You lock lips with her.
It doesn't feel strange at all. It feels like you're just making out with someone right in front of you, the mirror is inexistent.
While your tongues wrestle and you press strongly against her lips, you don't realize how your whole body starts losing color.
It begins progressively until you're left with base, plain colors that look like they came straight out of a paint bucket.
You feel a bulging sensation as your chest balloons outwards. You develop huge breasts, which have an impossibly perfect round shape and perkiness, keeping their flat color and shining like rubber.
They keep growing outwards. Fatter and bigger. Soon they press your counter downwards with their weight. Each boob is almost the size of two of your heads, looking obscenely huge.
Your waist then shrinks into wasp like proportions, becoming surreally thin while your hips and ass expand slightly, although not nearly as much as your breasts, giving you a perky bubble butt, but keeping a top heavy shape.
While your torso and the rest of your body scales down slightly, your legs lengthen, keeping you with the same height as before, although half of it comes from your long, deliciously shaped legs.
Your thighs squeeze your still human member, which splatters the whole floor with cum as it desperately tries to remain, before turning into a delicate, feminine snatch.
Your feet soon become cartoonish too, with your toes and soles merging together forming high white heels.
Your whole body gets another layer of paint as you now get a long white dress that looks like those used by divas and singers in the 30's.
The last change happens to your face. Your nose shrinks into a tiny nub while your features simplify into cartoonish proportions. Your ears, now simple and flat, get pearl earrings. You open your eyes slightly as they become extremely big, changing into a bright blue color and getting costed in mascara and eyeliner.
Your hair soon matches that of the woman and falls down to your shoulders.
Your last change happens when you try to pull out of the kiss.
You pull backwards, but she won't let go, your lips seemingly glued to hers.
With the struggle, your lips begin to expand, becoming bigger and juicer with every jank. Soon they cover almost half of your face, with your cartoon proportions making them look fitting and even prettier.
With one last jank, you're finally released, your lips huge and plump, covered in red lipstick.
Standing up, you didn't notice how soft and plump your body feels, or how weird it feels to become 2D.
You just stare at the mirror, fix your hair and blow a kiss to yourself.
Your bathroom magically changes into a cartoon dressing room of a theater, and you practice singing with your beautiful, feminine, delicate voice.
You're about to give a show to blow their minds, you giggle.