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How did I get here? Carolyn thought as she looked around the newly revamped laboratory, Again...

Carolyn sighed heavily as she lay on the warm illuminated table. Her neck craned around to look at the two figures in lab coats who were buys fiddling with massive state-of-the-art equipment in preparation for their new procedure. The sound of fingers clattering over keys and programs beeping filled the air of the cavernous medical bay. Though the echoing sound assailed her ears, Carolyn was thankful that Chesterfield's newest machine didn't sound like a jet engine. Anxiously she ran a hand over her crinkly medical gown.

"Okay. We're nearly ready," said the voluptuous white bunny-woman from over her shoulder.

"Just a few more adjustments for your equine physiology," added the incredibly mammalian-looking cockatiel lady.

"Set up the bio-reactive microliter infusion matrix please, Tatiana," said Dr. Chesterfield with a flip of her hand to push a lock of snow-white hair out from in front of her bright pink eyes.

"Matrix stable Doctor," chirped Tatiana in her habitually peppy voice, "We can begin the cyto-cellular infusions any time."

The doctor and her assistant approached the table, each carrying a remote device that defied description to Carolyn's athletically-minded sensibilities. Her mind raced at the possibilities of this new body-modifying program and what could go wrong. Certainly after the LAST procedure and its effects... Sure, she had been the one who had abused it... and broke in to the lab... and well, if the darned thing had worked properly in the first place she wouldn't have been in this situation.

"Alright Carolyn," said Dr. Chesterfield in her usual mile-a-minute hypercaffinated way that left no time for actual response, "Comfy? We're going to begin with the cyto-cellular infusion sequence. It's just a simple series of solvents, chemical tracking dyes, resins, lubricants, solubilizers, surfactants, nutritive particulate matter, bio-fluorescers, and other stuff that will make you as springy and strong as you could ever possibly be! Ready?"

Like I'll ever be ready for this sort of thing, Carolyn thought, even more nervous thanks to Chesterfield's ditzy valley-girl use of the word 'stuff' when describing technical details.

"Ready," she said finally.

"Beginning Integrated Neofibrol Kinetic Bio-elastic Laminate Overlay Treatment One," droned the computer voice that reminded Carolyn of cheesy sci-fi movies. "Initiating In Thirty Seconds. Prepare Injection Pads."

Chesterfield and Tatiana busied themselves placing wide pads all over Carolyn's body, from head to toe. Each pad was wider than her hand and had a thick cable running from the center. The pads stuck easily to her lightly-furred skin, feeling like incredibly fine Velcro all over her body. The overall sensation was rather uncomfortable, but she remained as still as she could, having been informed that the micro-whatever matrix thingies could be very easily damaged by too much motion. Carolyn sighed and mentally reminded herself that, after her cowardly break-up with Victor, her ejection from organized sports, the loss of over half her life savings in medical bills alone, the destruction of Dr. Chesterfield's OLD lab, and the lawsuit she was dodging from it by agreeing to be part of this mad-woman's designs, she was going to finally be ahead of the game for once. And if this all worked like Chesterfield had implied, then she would be far more athletic and resilient than she had ever been.

Suddenly the mechanisms engaged. A feeling of great coldness spread through Carolyn's body, appearing suddenly and intensifying every second. She struggled to keep her breathing steady as the freezing liquid feel of the treatment flooded down through her body. Soon enough all she could feel was that same chill as her every nerve was excited by the infusion of new chemicals.

"Doing good?" Dr. Chesterfield asked idly as she and Tatiana monitored her vitals and the progress of the procedure on their remote pads. Carolyn doubted they could have seen her nod even if she had been able to.

The lights seemed to brighten as Carolyn stared at the ceiling, unable to move at all as the machine hissed away. The greys seemed to become more intense and the shadows more sharp. Gone were the gradients of shade that normally darkened the recessed corners of the room, replaced by stark lines where the darkness ended and light began. But still it was only a ceiling. Maybe it was to do with the chemicals.

A long 'DING!' rang through the lab, a sure sign that the treatment was finished. She saw hands, those same stark colors, reach over her field of view to grip the pads that embraced her head. With a sudden 'SSSSHHHHHHRRRRRRRIIIIIIIP!' like a gigantic sheet of velcro all the pads were ripped away at once! Carolyn flew off the table with a totally uncharacteristic and exaggerated cry of "EEEEEEEYEEOWWWCH!!!!"

"Oh great!" came the hyper-giggle of Dr. Chesterfield, accompanied by a strange sproingy sound, "It totally, like, worked and junk!"

Carolyn looked around frantically, her every movement feeling like there was twice the energy behind it as normal. Everything in the lab was laid out in those same crazy-shadowed super-bright colors. Even more confusing, she swore that the monitors, keypads, and buttons all looked exaggerated and fake. But it was when she caught sight of Dr. Chesterfield and Tatiana that she was really in for a shock.

They looked like cartoons! Dr. Chesterfield was stark white with giant, eerie pink eyes and the ditziest expression on her face. Her normally very voluptuous body was now wildly exaggerated, with a chest that could land fighter jets and a backside that could double as a floatation device. Most unusual yet, she bounced up and down like some crazy easter-bunny, causing her ample feminine features to bounce in kind. Tatiana was no better, for while she didn't look as... fluffy... as the doctor, she instead sported a smokin' hot figure far beyond the realm of normal feminine reality. Their outfits had changed as well, Tatiana's now an undoubtedly seductive nurse uniform, and Chesterfield's now a crazy labcoat that was held closed only by a pair of straining, overstretched buttons.

"What is going on here?!" Carolyn shouted as adrenaline coursed through her veins.

"We enhanced you," Tatiana said in her tweeting voice, which now seemed accented with extremely seductive overtones. Carolyn had a mind to look around and see if a wolf-fellow was going to burst in and start hooting and howling.

"You'll be, like, WAY better at doin' stuff now!" Chesterfield piped in.

"I... I want..." Carolyn began before she realized that she was standing stark naked in from of them. With a gasp, she threw an arm across her flat chest while her other darted in front of her groin. Innately, she knew that there was nothing in either place to cover, but modesty was modesty after all. She could see the blush radiating red from her black cheeks as she looked down at herself. She had changed too! She was completely black now with no sign of her fur unless she brushed a hand specifically through it. Strangest of all, her hands, black as the rest of her, seemed to develop white outlines as they passed in front of her body!

"I gotta get outta here!" She whinnied.

"Like, totally don't worry!" Chesterfield exclaimed in her, now unbearably, valley girl voice, "We've got just the thing! It'll send you, like, right back!"

With that, she stuck out her tongue in an expression of effort and reached right into Tatiana's cleavage, elbow deep, to felt around frantically for a second. Tatiana tweet-giggled at the doctor's attentions. After a few moments, Chesterfield extracted her hand and looked exceedingly disappointed.

"It's not there silly!" Tatiana chirped, "You left it in the OTHER place!"

Concerned that she might see something WAY more disturbing than should be on a kids' cartoon, Carolyn was quite relieved when Chesterfield's face lit up with a suddenly appearing lightbulb and expression of gained knowledge and reached deep into her labcoat pocket. The relief lasted only an instant as Chesterfield withdrew a massive syringe filled with some strange cloudy-green concoction.

"Like, now totally hold still, or this will hurt and junk!" she cheered, a maniacal grin plastered all over her face.

Carolyn's eyes bugged out, shooting out twice, no, thrice the size of her head, and focusing on the giant needle. With a shriek of terror, she turned and tried to run as fast as she could. Unfortunately, though her legs pumped with effort, all they did was spin rapidly in circle, kicking up dust clouds behind her. Finally she took off for the door, which now seemed like it was miles away. As the door raced toward her, someone stepped in front of it. Hastily she tried to stop, skidding with the sound of tires on asphalt as her forward momentum kept propelling her.

Tatiana grabbed her firmly, but very gently. Had Carolyn been into girls, this might have been a much greater turn-on than it was, but now all she could think of was that huge stabby thing that approached, clenched in the doctor's fuzzy white paw. Chesterfield jabbed, seemingly trying to skewer her stomach. Amazingly, Carolyn was able to slide her torso sideways so the needle missed once, twice, and three times.

"Like, fine!" Chesterfield humphed, "We'll do it the hard way I guess."

Chesterfield grabbed a hose, seemingly out of no-where from Carolyn's perspective, and rudely shoved it in her mouth. She then picked up a large canister with a big orange diamond 'He' sign on the front and twisted the knob on it. Before Carolyn could react, she felt her cheeks swell with sudden pressure. She tried to scream, but her lips seemed to he stuck around the tube. The sounds that she did manage were exceedingly high-pitched and desperate. She heard a sound like a balloon being filled with helium.

Chesterfield and Tatiana watched with bemused grins as Carolyn quickly puffed out before their eyes, her brown eyes swelling in their sockets as her black body swelled with helium. In seconds she was over twice her original size, looking for all the world like a big black party balloon. Barely satisfied, Chesterfield cranked the knob further to open the valve all the way. Carolyn's expression changed on her ballooning face to one of surprised concern. Tatiana and Chesterfield giggled to one another as Carolyn quickly expanded to fill the room. It was a practically cavernous lab, housing the most expansive computer and medical systems available, but within a minute Carolyn's expanding body filled it.

"Are you, like, getting all this, Tats?" Carolyn yelled over the filling and stretching sounds that Carolyn was producing.

Reaching into her cleavage, Tatiana produced a scanner, "Got it Mel!"

"Well then let's just see how well this elasticity thing works!"

With that, Dr. Chesterfield cranked the knob beyond its 'open' position and yanked it off completely.

Carolyn felt a strain for just a moment as her gas-filled body pressed uncomfortably against the ceiling, the walls, and all the equipment in the room. She had no idea how she was still able to think, being hollowed out by the expanding helium. Her vision was dark as her eyes were pressed up against the wall, though thankfully nothing hurt. Suddenly, a crack of light appeared, and then another and then yet more. With a new surge of internal pressure the sounds of cracking and breaking filled the air. Carolyn gritted her super-expanded teeth as the pressure built and the structure gave way.

Up and away she floated, free of the constraining building as chunks of ceiling fell away.

I've got to be bigger than a parade float, Carolyn mused as her feet left the ground, now I know how Garfield and Snoopy must feel.

Carolyn's gaze shifted toward the ground as the hose introduced tension to her drift. Her super-inflated butt was now hovering embarrassingly high in the air where everyone could see. Her limbs flailed uselessly, being too full to have anything more than the suggestion of their original shape. Interestingly enough, she found that she could still swish her tail, but great lot of good that would do, she thought.

Down below, her massive eyes picked out the tiny forms of Dr. Chesterfield and Tatiana, watching intently as she continued to expand. She also caught a glimpse of what was behind her as her behind pushed its way out further from her. A skyscraper and a baseball stadium were close at hand, only a block away from the lab's building and it didn't take very long at all for her prodigiously plumped posterior to reach them. The red blush of embarrassment, though now several feet wide, returned to her crazy rounded features as she felt her butt-cheeks press against the smooth glass and cold metal of the buildings. How in the world did Chesterfield have this much helium?!!

She tried to scream out a warning to the people, but all she could manage was a high-pitched whinny. She felt the structures give way as she surpassed the limits of even these great structures. Metal warped and glass shattered against her butt. The buildings, instead of actually breaking, simply bent in a typically cartoony fashion to accommodate her. And instead of screams, her ears picked up a plethora of other sounds... sounds that suggested that this sort of thing might not be all that unusual in a place like this.

Now she had to be wider than whole city blocks! The skyscraper and the stadium pinched at her midsection as her behind had pushed its way past them. The upper half of her back muffined out over the open top of the stadium on one side and engulfed the sides of the tower on the other. Her face floated just above the open expanse of the lab, staring helplessly at Dr. Chesterfield and Tatiana as they grinned and bounced and collected data in a most unhelpful manner. Airplanes, low flying stunt-planes granted but airplanes none-the-less, flew around her, doing tricks as her useless tail swished in the wind.

"Wow, like, her arms and legs are totally gone!" Chesterfield commented cheerily, "They're just, like, outlines now!"

"It's just too bad that you're out of helium. Looks like she could have taken even more than that," Tatiana commented as the tank the doctor was holding completely deflated. "But it seems like this one was a success! We can send her back and continue to marketing!"

"Awww, like, total party pooper," said the doctor as she tossed aside the flattened canister. With an astounding leap, she propelled herself up to the top of the ruined roof, right under Carolyn's astonished face. One house-sized eye rotated across her smooth round features and looked Chesterfield over questioningly.

Another running leap took Dr. Chesterfield across to the next rooftop. From there she bounced her way over to the stadium and made her way up the folds in Carolyn's compressed side. Bouncing further along Carolyn's gas-filled back, the exuberant bunny couldn't help adding in a few flips and twists. It was like a block party had met a bounce house after all! But all too soon her fun was over. She reached the base of Carolyn's thrashing tail, only slightly larger than it had started. This was it. The injection site.

"Gotta remember it doesn't work on hair," Chesterfield said to herself before yelling, "OKIE DOKIE! TIME TO SEND YOU BACK!!!"

Out again came the giant syringe, now even longer than the doctor was tall! Looking out towards the invisible fourth wall, her big white eyebrows wiggled over her huge pink eyes. With a short hop, Chesterfield pushed herself away and landed for an even bigger bounce. High into the air, she saw Carolyn's face twist around on her spherical body, a look of 'Oh No!' written across its exaggerated features as Dr. Chesterfield plunged back toward her bottom. Massive cartoon needle ridden like a pogo-stick, the crazy rabbit doctor drove the needle down into her rump.

KAAAAABLAM!!!!!!

Carolyn jerked up from her desk with a scream! The dark of her bedroom greeted her as she tried to reconcile what had just happened. Did that crazy bunny doctor just blow her up?!