Jenny came out of her room in the morning to her friend's shock and surprise. She wore her robe, which was, ironically enough, a brightly colored
red yellow green and blue flannel. Her skin was white as milk and her finger and toe nails a bright neon pink. Her hair had turned a bright pink
and twisted into ringlets that cascaded down her back and over her breasts, breasts that honked like bicycle horns when squeezed. Her fingers
swelled and her pinky and ring fingers fused into one. She had what looked like four fingered cartoon character hands. Her feet had swelled little
for last night, but that made them no less huge, and they were certainly wider. Her whole body had plumped up, by a good thirty pounds, but her
belly had gone beyond that and become almost spherical, making her look like an oversized beach ball with a fat ass, big tits, plump arms and
legs and a big chubby clown head.
Abby's spoon fell from her mouth at the breakfast table when she saw Jenny's face. Her bozo red clown nose was the size of a golf ball, and
rested over two large red clown lips which stretched into a smile. Pink blush with 3 black freckles adorned Jenny's cheeks, and her eyebrows were
big inverted "U"'s that rested high on her forehead, with blush makeup in all the room between her eyebrows and her eyes. The only thing that
looked even remotely like Jenny were her eyes, which were very sad at the moment. "What the fuck?" Mary simply said speaking for all the girls.
"I'm a clown!" Jenny cried, her tears flying from her eyes in large arching waterfalls like a cartoon. The girls pulled out a seat and sat Jenny down
and were greeted to a fart sound. "And my ass is two whoopee cushions!" Jenny continued to cry and tell her friends about what Mike said. The
three of them found themselves looking form Jenny to each other a number of times in the story. Finally when she was all done Jenny blew her
nose and almost shattered the windows with its foghorn like intensity. "So will you help me?"
"So we have to turn into clowns too?" Carries asked
"Uh-huh!" Jenny nodded.
"And take dirty pictures with his guy, uh, Mike?" Abby asked for clarification.
"It's the only way!"
"Yeah...I'm not doing that," Mary told her shaking her head.
"What? Why?" Jenny said pleadingly.
"Because I don't trust him, to turn us back. Sorry Jenny, but better one clown than four."
"I agree," Abby told her.
"So do I," Carrie nodded.
Jenny didn't know what to do and began to ramble about needing their help, as as strong cotton candy smell began to waft off of her. "Guess the
changes aren't done yet," Mary whispered to Abby and Carrie.