"What's wrong, Tina?" asked Julie, as she held her friend up along with their mutual friend Suzanne.
"I-I don't know!" the redhead stammered, her glasses falling off her face. "Tommy shot me with that raygun!" she said, pointing at her 8-year-old brother, who had a confused look on his face.
"I told you we should've studied for calculus instead," Suzanne said, in her typical aloof manner. She picked up Tina's glasses and sighed. The three girls were just out of high school, and all of them felt the pressure to succeed in their new college. But here they were, babysitting Tommy instead of studying. Tina's parents had strong-armed them into it. Needless to say, they'd be regretting that decision.
While Julie and Suzanne held Tina, a series of "POPS!" erupted from where she was standing. She fell to the ground, but she wasn't in one piece! Her lanky body, well-toned from years of track and field and gymnastics, was separated at the joints. Her arms were splayed out, each about one foot from their shoulders, and her hands had broken off at the wrist. Her torso and pelvis had separated, with her legs and feet piled on top. Tina's head had rolled off her shoulders, and a blush appeared on her face as she realized her boobs had fallen off her chest, and now lay on the grass. Speaking of face, her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears slid off her head, leaving it a blank sphere with a mane of curly red hair. Her green tank top and jeans lay among the pile, and her feet were still in her sneakers. She could feel her detached body parts, and could control them, so her head and the rest of her parts writhed on the ground, moaning and sobbing.
Suzanne and Julie stared at Tina, shocked. But then they turned to Tommy. He had a big smile on his face.
"Wow! Did this gun do that? Cool!"
"Tommy, wait, you have to give us the-" Julie was cut off Tommy, as he fired the gun at her. Just like Tina, her curvaceous body fell to pieces. Julie's breasts flew out of her top, and her large butt evacuated her skirt rapidly. Julie's blank head rolled away, its long blonde hair wrapping around it like a spider web. Her facial features were caught in it, and the muffled screaming of her mouth could be heard inside.
Suzanne decided to take a more direct approach. She rushed at Tommy, intending to tackle him. Tommy freaked out, and aimed the gun at her. She was pretty chubby, and if he knew that if she knocked him down he could get hurt. After firing the gun, Suzanne exploded, the momentum of her dash causing her parts to fly forward. Tommy covered his head, and was whacked by something big and fleshy. After uncovering his eyes, he saw it was one of Suzanne's massive breasts. He giggled and tossed it behind him, where it hit Suzanne's blank head. It was caught in the branches of a nearby tree, tangled up by it's black hair. Suzanne was kind of goth, and always wore a bunch of jewelry. Her bracelets and rings were scattered everywhere, along with her full-figured body.
Suzanne's disembodied mouth shouted out, "Tommy! Turn us back to normal, you little shit!"
Tommy laughed. "No way! This is too much fun! I'm going to keep playing with it!" He then ran away, leaving the girls a squirming, disassembled mess.