Part 2 - Erica's Toony Trials - Lesson 2After that morning’s incident, Erica had changed into the stretchiest blue tank top she had, as well as her most durable jeans… Not to forget underwear designed for military-grade shenanigans. It was important to keep such things around in Toontown, anything not up to snuff was bound to get torn to shreds or burst off the next time the universe decided it was your turn to get it. Even her current outfit wasn’t totally foolproof, but at the very least it tended to keep her decent, and today she knew that she was going to be sent through it. “Okay, I think I’m ready!” Erica said, admiring what was left of her swollen breasts in the bedroom mirror while she still could. For the most part, she had gone through enough of a scene change that she was back to normal, but that milkshake had left her with a bit of a bulbous pair of melons that made her shirt quite a bit tighter than it otherwise would have been. Not that she minded, Lucy was going to be drooling over her all day. “Well come on out then, we’ve got a big day!” Lucy called from back in the living room. She and Kaeley had been nursing their bonked heads, bumps replaced by big bandages that did an amazing job at keeping the swelling down. Once she was dressed up and ready to go, the extra-silly witch walked herself to the bedroom door, which had been left cracked open just a smidge as she had been changing into an outfit that would last. Erica peeked through the crack, knowing better than to let her family get such an obvious trap over on her. Right at the top of the door, balanced oh so carefully, was a bucket that was awaiting her to push the door so it could topple onto her head. “Geez, you two. Pranks? You really don’t need to help all of this along, you know!” Erica rolled her eyes, and pushed the door open. The bucket fell, clattering against the wall. Thankfully it hadn’t been filled with anything, so she didn’t have to clean the hallway again, “Okay, this one’s really lame, even for you dorks.” She said, and stepped through the doorway. It was only then, as she stepped out into the hall, that she realized her mistake. A simple, empty bucket was far too simple for the expert toons she was forever bound to. And as it hung there, as though floating in the air, Erica noticed that it was actually dangling from a string. The empty bucket swung back and forth, as it hung from an odd, makeshift shelf above. The shelf was creaky and wobbled, and with a growing sense of dread Erica looked down. X She was standing right on a large, painted, red X mark on the floor, and as she looked back toward the living room, she saw her wife and daughter. In Lucy’s hands, a paint brush, in Kaeley’s a few planks of wood, a hammer, some nails… And a bowling ball beneath her feet. Where she got the bowling ball, Erica would never know, none of them bowled seriously. Yet, as her wifey and daughter waved at the two of them, she did her duty as the toon-girl butt of the joke, and looked up once more. A shadow was growing larger over her, as another big, obsidian bowling ball rolled off the unbalanced shelf, and came hurtling down toward the red X. “Help-” BONK! Erica turned away just in time for the bowling ball to crash down upon the top of her head! Her body froze, a shock traveled from her head down to her feet and back up through her swollen chest! A strange, painful sensation filled her body, though it wasn’t so bad that she couldn’t at least somewhat enjoy the prank, “Ow… O-Okay, you got-” BONK! Another bowling ball rolled off of the tilted shelf, this one hitting her right as the first ball rolled off of her head! Her belly compressed, her legs folded over themselves like the bellows of an accordion, “O-Ow… Two… Okay, not so-” BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK!! One after another bowling balls rolled off of the shelf, more than Kaeley even remembered stacking up there! She and Lucy watched as her mother’s body was smashed, again and again, each ball crushing her further, squashing her as though she were made of dough. Her legs mushed down into her shoes, which seemed to plump up with every hit, like the pressure was going right down into her feet! Her belly all but vanished, as her boobs, which had spent so long deflating to a relatively usable size, ballooned right back up into shape! Of course, her poor face seemed to be affected by the hits most of all, and of course that was only natural as the bowling balls were all but smushing her head into a flattened, spread dough. Her tongue stuck out from her widened mouth, as did more than a few oversized, goofy teeth. Her nose stretched, yet mushed flat as the heavy weighted balls rolled it over. Her eyes seemed to bug out of her head, pointing in opposite directions. All the while she was looking more and more like a silly stack of pancakes, with her arms crushed somewhere in the various folds of her body, her hands sticking out, swollen as though she were wearing a pair of large gloves. Perfect for a toon, of course, though given that they were her real hands… She just looked rather silly. “Pff-hahahaha!” Kaeley burst out laughing as the bowling ball barrage finally came to an end, leaving her mother less than a foot tall, and waddling about on her clown-sized feet, wiggling them and sliding around on her super squashed thighs, “That’s a great look for you, Mom! Can’t believe you fell for it!” Lucy giggled, “I think this makes for Toon Lesson Number Four? Always be on the lookout for pranks, but definitely keep an eye out for big red X marks! Nothing good happens there, hun!” “Hhnnnpplll…” Erica wobbled, hands flapping and feet waddling along and out into the living room. She couldn’t move any faster than a silly shuffle, and everything looked funny with her eyes pointed both up and down and to either side! Of course, she had a few bumps growing out of her head as well. Worst of all, she knew she’d be stuck like this until they actually got to the next scene! At the very least, she was loving every second of it.------ Several minutes with an air pump (That may or may not have gone a bit too far…) later, Erica, Lucy and Kaeley walked down the street. Lucy’s plan was to take her to the park, where she would be likely to run into as many silly opportunities as possible. After that morning’s boob-job and the rather painful prank they had pulled though, Erica wasn’t quite so confident in her ability to deal with what they had in store for her. She rubbed at the still notable bump on her head, and attempted to push it back down with limited success, “Ouch… Did you two really have to go that hard?” Erica complained, wincing a bit as the occasional car passed them on the road beside the sidewalk. She knew that they were perfectly safe to walk along the road of their neighborhood, and the trip to the park was only a few minutes. Still, she knew there was a road crossing they would need to pass. Of course, normally such a thing was no problem. Even in Toontown traffic lights did their job pretty well, but every so often… Splat. Erica shook the thought from her mind. “Sorry Mom, I swear I only put one bowling ball up there! It was like magic that so many suddenly appeared!” Kaeley swore, though she giggled as the scene of her Mother getting bonked silly played back in her mind again. With a knowing smirk, Lucy spun herself around, her body transforming into a formless tornado for a brief moment, before stopping to reveal herself changed into a new outfit. With a smart looking pair of glasses and a long white coat, she was ready to teach, "Professor Lucy is here to explain! It’s because there’s such a high concentration of Toon Catastrophe Energy within Erica right now. You see, every Toon has a bit of it at all times, but drinking what I have designated as the Murphy’s Milkshake raises it to levels that mean you’re in for the beating of a lifetime! So long as it’s funny, of course." Erica looked around cautiously, “So I’m doomed to get run over by a car.” “Well, if you call it out like that it’s not gonna be as funny, so now I’d guess it’s less likely.” She said, and spun herself back around, the glasses and coat vanishing, and her eyes spinning on their own, "Anyway, don't try and ruin the fun, hun~. Hoo boy, little dizzy now." Erica groaned, “It’s maybe more fun for you guys! Those bowling balls hurt!” Her cheeks reddened as she remembered it again, the sting that shot from her scalp all the way down to her toes like a bolt of electricity, over and over again. The thought alone was enough to make her wiggle on the spot like a schoolgirl who’d been confessed to. “Uh huh, I can tell you hate this.” Kaeley rolled her eyes. Lucy spun around once more, the professor's coat and glasses reappearing once she turned back into her scholarly self, “I’ve spent a lot of my life learning about Toon Logic, you know! So now that we’ve brought it up, there’s only a few things that will happen. One, could be nothing. We’re expecting a gag, so one may just not be funny enough to happen.” Erica stopped wiggling, her blushy smile fading as she coughed into her fist and straightened herself out, “Right, well that makes sense. Besides, you two can only laugh at me so much.” “Well, kinda right,” Professor Lucy added, “Another option is something completely-” She stopped. Erica stopped. Kaeley stopped. They waited, eyes darting around them nervously, as though at any moment something could leap out and prank them. What could it have been? A runaway truck? A bolt of lightning out of the pure blue? Would gravity suddenly become heavier on the exact position where Erica stood?! “-Unexpected.” Lucy broke the tension, and the other two let out a long, held breath they had been holding for several seconds. With a grin and a giggle, the three started walking again, “You never know when trouble will strike! Let’s call that Lesson Five. Sometimes it comes at the most-” “...” The three of them stopped again, Erica’s eyes widened, she looked around her in a panic. Even the road had emptied itself completely of cars. “-Sometimes it comes at the most random of times, and sometimes nothing comes at all! No joke can be a good joke too, if you’ve got the right timing!” Lucy stuck her tongue out, and knocked herself playfully on the head. With a carefree tug, she pulled off the coat and glasses with one swift motion, unable to stop giggling at her own antics. “Don’t DO that to me! My heart can’t take it anymore!” Erica groaned, sweat dripping from her brow. The three of them came to the crosswalk, Erica hitting the button to await their time to safely cross, “We’re almost there, come on. Nothing’s gonna happen.” She told herself, and amazingly, she almost believed it. Kaeley walked past, even without the signal changing for pedestrians, “Ugh, whatever! Come on, I wanna go!” She said, and started crossing the empty street, “You can look both ways, can’t ya? Nothing’s coming, and even if they were, we’ve got so much time to cross!” Kaeley tempted fate rather often, but this time, luck seemed to be on her side, as she crossed the street without issue. “H-Hey! Oh no, you’re not gonna get me to go when it’s unsafe right now. A spaceship will come down and land on me or something!” Erica yelled, only for her eyes to bug out as Lucy was already halfway across the street, “H-Hey! Don’t leave me here!” “Oh come on, Wifey!” Lucy called back, as she too crossed the road without any issue, “It’s not that far, just walk!” “We were JUST talking about how I’m probably gonna get run over, and this setup is just right for that to happen!” Erica shuddered, starting to wiggle again. There she was, on her own, needing to cross an empty street to get back to her family. There was nobody around for what felt like miles, nothing going on. She felt her thighs rub together, her body warmed with the thoughts of what could go wrong. “Mom! Come on!” Kaeley yelled, “I’ll warn you if a car’s coming, okay?!” “You better!” Erica called back, and just as she was about to make a step out onto the road, the signal changed. From a large red hand telling pedestrians to wait, to a nice, pleasant green walking man symbol! Erica smirked, even if some small inner part of her was disappointed, she knew everything would be alright, “Okay! I’m coming now! See, I told you it would be fine to wait!” “Uh huh, whatever Mom.” Lucy stood with her index finger on her chin, as though deep in thought, “Of course, just because the audience expects a joke, doesn’t make it not funny.” “Whatcha mean, Mama?” Kaeley cocked her head. “Well-” Erica was hallways across the street, grinning, “I think maybe this milkshake’s wearing off already! Everything is perfectly-” VVRRRRRRMMMM! “-WAAH!” SPLAT! The road had been empty, the signal had told her to go! It was supposed to be safe, and yet out of thin air a car appeared, speeding down the backstreets as though they were on the interstate! Perhaps they were a racer, trying to get their best time, or maybe they were late for a very important date! However, all that the family knew was there was a car, and it crashed into Erica and zoomed on without so much as a second to brake. “H-Hhpp..” Where Erica had been standing before, she had vanished entirely, replaced only by a rush of wind, and a low groan coming from the street below. The pavement had been plastered with Erica’s form, like a slightly pudgy looking sticker, she had been flattened mid stride, her legs splayed out, one arm in front of her, another closer to her rear end. She had taken the hit to her side, and had been flattened as such, with only one half of her face peering up from the pavement. Her lips pulled back, teeth gritted and face contorted in an expression that was half shock and half pain. All she could move was her eye, which darted back and forth, trying to figure out where she was! All Erica could see was the sky and the birds overhead. Every so often, she swore she got a glimpse of Kaeley’s head, but she couldn’t move! Her entire body had been crushed into a paper cutout of herself, and she knew that she was in no place to stop now, “W-Wffy! Pll makeup Pll-” “Eep! Wifey! I’m comin-” Kaeley grabbed at the back of her Mama’s red shirt, “Wait a minute you dummy, don’t you both get squashed on me!” “MMHL?!” BBRRRMMM! Suddenly, a truck ran by, its tires each large enough that a whole person could have easily fit inside! They were almost novelties, like they should have been on a monster truck, and yet here they were, out in the middle of toon suburbia. “GGLLLLLRRK!” Erica groaned, as her impossibly flattened form was even further pressed into the pavement. Her body spread out, mushed like warm dough as she was crushed beneath several tons of steel that felt, to her, like it was rolling over at a snail’s pace. And then it was gone! In its wake, Erica lay in the road, her form stretched out to nearly double her natural height, her body spread out to cover an entire line of traffic. “Told ya Mom, there’s no way that was over.” Kaeley shook her head, and looked on at her the bit of road trash her mother had become, “Okay, I’ll go roll her u-” VRRRM! FSSSH! BRRRRM! BEEP BEEP! Suddenly the traffic increased on that backroad to far beyond any believable amount, as vehicle after vehicle passed by, Kaeley jumped back in time to avoid ending up like her poor Mom. Massive trucks, motorcycles, buses, and even the occasional normal car passed by, going in both directions! They all sped by with enough force to blow Kaeley and Lucy’s hair around with every passing vehicle. Every so often, they got a peek at what lay beneath on the road, as Erica’s body appeared more like a tannish-blue smudge, with her eyes and mouth stuck in the middle of the smear her body was turning into. Grimaces of comically induced pain, and the occasional, semi-audible, noise of “Oof! Mnngrr! OUCH! Quit! Lemme! MMNPH! OWOWOWOWOW!” Could be heard as Erica’s cries for mercy fought against the morning traffic jam. Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… One car after endless car had finally passed, and the road seemed to clear, only a dull, growing beeping could be heard, as Lucy and Kaeley finally got a good look at the woman they loved so dearly. It was hard to tell what had been her head from her bulbous butt anymore, with her entire form spread and smudged and covered in so much dirt and tire tracks that she almost appeared to be a part of the street instead of a person stuck to it! All that remained was a massive Steamroller that slowly trudged its way down the street. The two women saw it coming, and though they both thought to step out and save Erica from its several ton barrel, Lucy and Kaeley shook their heads. They knew better, and instead both saluted Erica, for the painful, squishy journey she was about to complete. SQUUUUUEEELLLLLLCCHHHHHH~!! The steamroller took that smear and spread it out into every last corner and crevasse of the road. Erica’s form hit the curb, stopping only there, as the barrel pressed her two-dimensional form so deeply into the pavement that the black tar road beneath started to become visible through her. On and on she was stretched and smeared, the steamroller pressing her out further, and for a few moments, Lucy and Kaeley wondered if their beloved family member would ever be freed. Yet, finally, the steamrolled passed on, running out of ultra-unlucky witch to continue decorating the road with. The two behind couldn’t tell where Erica began or ended anymore, and with traffic finally out they stepped onto the road. “E-Ew, it’s kinda… sticky.” “I think I found a corner! Ow, nope that’s a rock…” Lucy and Kaeley looked at one another, and then down at the street, “Uhm… Honey?” Lucy said, “Can you hear us? Uh, groan once for yes. I guess.” A small, barely audible squeak came from below. “Uhm,” Kaeley gulped, and pulled at the neck of her shirt, “Mom, I think your shake might have been a bit too strong.” “Eh-heh… Yeah.” Lucy gulped, “She’s gonna kill us if we don’t fix her.” Kaeley nodded, her lips pursed together, “Uhm… So… Now what.” "W-Well!" Lucy coughed, and nervously spun around at a much more manageable speed, while she more noticeably took the time to slip on her lab coat and pull out her glasses, “While Toon Logic is most certainly cruel and painful, it is also pretty forgiving. I’m sure when we go to the next scene, Erica will be juuust fine.” She said, and stomped as though to make her point, only to get another pitiful squeak from her wife, “So we just need a scene transition… Aaany moment now.” She said, and threw the scientist's garb off and over her shoulder once again. Kaeley made a face as she stepped off the slightly squishy, slightly sticky road and back onto the sidewalk, “Yeah, uh. I’m just gonna go on… To the park. Maybe she’ll catch up?” “Yeah!” Lucy giggled, and jumped with excitement, “It’ll all be fine if we ignore it!” The Erica smear was unable to respond, but she could hear every word, and while a part of her was vowing vengeance for the shenanigans, the rest of her was worried. “T-They’re not actually gonna leave me… Right? Right?!” Erica really, really hoped the next story would start sooner rather than later…...