After a while of deciding, John and Carrie chose the masks they would wear. John picked a strong, dourish, superhero type mask, while Carrie picked a tiny, kitten-eared 'kawaii' mask.
As soon as John touched the mask to his face, his muscles clenched up tight, growing thicker and bulkier in short bursts until they threatened to tear his clothes apart. These threats became a promise, as John felt his sleeves tear off, his bare feet burst through his shoes, and his fly pop open, dangerously close to exposing him completely. Thankfully, the clothing reshaped themselves into solid rainbow metallic iron, which fit evenly around his body with leather straps that secured firmly to his arms and waist. The contours of his face sharpened up, giving him a chin square enough to cut a diamond on and a little domino mask over his eyes (to protect his secret identity). Looking in a window, John estimated he was ten feet tall, armored head to toe with the most brilliant colored armor imaginable. People in their path either stepped out of the way or looked up at him awestruck.
Meanwhile, Carrie emitted a soft 'nyaoo~', while shrinking down. She now had white fur growing on her hands and real cat ears poking out from under her fake cat ears. She took a tentative step and fell forward out of her now-huge shoes, freeing a pair of petite feet that were shaping into kitty paws. In the usual catgirl style, her hands and paws grew in a coat of white fur, and a tail sprung out of her back, but the rest of her stayed perfectly human. Carrie rose to her feet to regain her balance and her skirt and panties immediately fell down around her ankles... thankfully her T-shirt was preserving her modesty, just barely. This shirt quickly became a little schoolgirl outfit minus the shoes, tailored to perfection. Carrie stood in the middle of the road with a blank, confused smile, unknowingly holding up the traffic. Cars honked, pedestrians gaped but didn't seem to mind as she skipped happily around them.
They decided to start with the simple thrill rides, to get used to their new selves. Imagine John holding and spinning a handful of traipsing cyclists, supported only by his fingertip as if it were nothing! And during it all, he is merely smiling and relaxing, like he does when watching a lazy afternoon soap-opera.
As soon as they entered the park, they were drenched in colors and surrounded by Toons of all shapes and sizes. At first, they felt out of place, but that changed when they saw some of the rides. The Speed Demon Derby - where toons competed against each other to gain the lead via a slingshot with ropes tied around their middle, propelled with a force almost like teleportation. The Frolic Forest - full of bouncy trees that adults couldn't even touch without bouncing back rapidly. See-Saw Swings - baby swings powered by pneumatics so that they soared high into the sky before diving back down. And Snack O'Radish Land. There were two kinds of food packers here - one side preparing meals with the flavors you might find in your local supermarket. On the other side were packers who could instantly deliver foods unknown to normal humankind, just for a dime and the thrill of the kitchen. Here you could immediately act upon your wildest food dreams, because they all had flavors and smells quite similar to real foods, or whatever ingredients that were added to any treats the households could buy. Of course, there were special foods here. Many of these fantasies involved slimy grubs, arachnid-furry creatures, or crazy substances like klahms, gelatinous noodles, or gel-jellies. Nevertheless, many of these ingredients might have been similar to science-fiction ideas found in the works of fictional chefs or heavenly cooks.