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[Draft] Jaune Toon TG (Jaune TG)
🕑 Added 2021-01-06 23:04:46 +0000 UTC“You know Jaune when you said you wanted to hang, this wasn’t quite what I was thinking you would have in mind,” Yang remarked. “I was thinking games, some nice movies, not cartoon shows.”
“Well I thought it would be a nice change of pace. With everything that has been going on, it would be good to have something a bit more lighthearted. Besides when was the last time you guys enjoyed a cartoon show.”
“Never,” Weiss said without hesitation. She sighed as she massaged her forehead as if the words were causing her head to ache. “And here I thought that even you would have some sense when you asked us to hang out. We are not children.”
“Yeah I thought you would be up for something more our age rather than kid stuff,” Yang remarked.
“Hey don’t mock my cartoon collection. These are classics, and part of my childhood,” Jaune cried. “I’m sure there are some shows from years ago that you still like. And beside some cartoons are way better then the stuff they have now in both live-action and other cartoons.”
“Yeah and besides cartoons are a better form of entertainment!” Ruby said.
“Yeah they beat any of those stupid operas and those sappy movies!” Nora agreed. She held her hand out for Ruby to high five and the younger girl quickly returned it.
“Operas and romantic movies are far more pleasing then, this drivel,” Weiss said as she crossed her arms. Her words earning a nod of agreement from Blake as she stared at the orange-haired girl.
Nora noticed the look she was getting from the Faunus girl, and in return, she stuck her tongue out at her. Blake’s flat look grew more prominent, and before she could say anything more
“Nora,” Ren sighed. Please stop.”
“I think it would be good to just go with Jaune’s idea this time. Then perhaps the next time we all gather someone else could decide what we do, and make a little routine out of it,” Pyrrha said.
“Meh, doesn’t sound like a bad plan,” Yang remarked as she jumped onto the bed and spread out. “And besides its been a while since I got to live out my childhood weekend. Would be nice to go down memory lane.”
Everyone in the room moved to get comfortable. Ruby sat down on the bed closest to the TV, while Nora and Ren sat on the other bed. Weiss held back a sigh as she sat down on one of the beds, her arms crossed and her expression as if she was waiting for an appointment. Blake sat next to her with a blank face.
Jaune smiled, glad that they were all willing to go with it. He quickly set up the first one of his collection. He smiled as giddiness went through him. With all of his friends here he couldn’t help but be reminded of youth when he would have his friends with him. It might not have earned him any points with Weiss, but the fact he would be spending time with his friends would always be a win. The moment he was finished setting it up, he sat down next to Pyrrha and Ruby.
The opening of the cartoon began revealing the main character. The main character was a large muscular man with black hair that was done in a crewcut. He wore a tight black shirt that would have shown off his muscles if he was in the real world and blue pants and dark black shoes. It had him dance and flex as other characters shown up and greeted him.
“I don’t think I ever saw this one,” Yang commented.
“I haven’t seen it either,” Pyrrha remarked. “Can you tell us about him, and the show a little Jaune?”
“The show follows Eric Johnson as he goes through his daily life, dealing with shenanigans that either he started, or gets wrapped up in. My sisters and I would watch the show together all the time, and my mom would sit in if she had time.”
With the opening out of the way, it began the first episode. After introducing some of the cast at the main character’s home, it moved to him heading into town. A hot cartoon girl who had an exaggerated figure caught his eyes and he grinned. He zoomed over to her, leaving a dust cloud shaped as himself where he had once been, clearly intent on getting with her. The girl jumped at his approach and frowned at what he said, something the rest of the room did as well.
“Well I think we can all clearly see that he is horn dog,” Yang remarked as she watched the interaction between them. “Wow, talk about a gutsy guy with no class. Can’t quit while he’s ahead.”
The woman said no, and yet Eric continued to try and woo her with another cheesy oneliner. He flexed his muscles and the woman was decidedly unimpressed. He tried another one-liner, and the woman shook as she glared at him. The cartoon girl finally had enough and slammed her purse into his head, sending him flying through the and slam into the ground. Eric got up and seemed frustrated, grumbling gibberish to the rest of the room. A good number of them laughed at his reaction.
“I see it’s one of those shows,” Weiss sighed. “I can’t help but wonder if you decided to take some pointers from this one.”
“Hey even I know you shouldn’t go and say stuff like that,” Jaune said, feeling slightly offended. “Besides even I know the way he went about it was completely stupid.”
“And yet you both seem to share the tenacity,” Weiss remarked.
“Hey, I think I’m a lot better than him when it comes to flirting,” Jaune said. “I hadn’t tried to use my body at least. That’s just shallow.”
The main character frowned and quirked his brow. After a moment, he breathed out and continued on his trek. He arrived at a diner looking place where a nerdy looking light blue shirt, baggy teal pants, teal shoes, and diamond-shaped glasses that were tinted blue . He had black hair that was done up in an exaggerated cowlick. He genially greeted Eric, who cooly called him by his name, Kevin.
“Well it seems like we found the nerd stereotype,” Nora remarked.
“Yup,” Yang agreed.
Blake pulled out her scroll and started browsing the web to pass the time. She got a look from Ruby who motioned for her to put it away.
“At least I’m not the only one who has to sit here and watch this,” Weiss muttered.
The two exchanged some words, with Kevin being much more cheery than the muscular man. Afterward, another young woman entered the diner, and just like last time, the main character grinned at the beauty in front of him. Just like with the first woman he had met, Eric moved to hit on her and was once again met with the disdain of the women. Except this time she didn’t bother waiting and bashed him with a strong punch that sent him spinning in the air, until he was slammed back down. She walked out of the diner, leaving Eric where he was as the nerdy-looking young man laughed at his failure and said, “You’re funny.”
“It’s nice to see someone else fail when they try flirting,” Jaune remarked. “Especially one whose so muscular like that. I wouldn’t have made a fool out of myself like that.”
“If you had a bod like that I bet you would use it to try and get with Weiss,” Yang remarked, earning an eye roll from the Schnee Heiress.
“Look you can’t just flex and expect to get the girl no matter how muscular you are,” Jaune said, getting a nod of agreement from Pyrrha.
“Speaking from experience?”
“No, I just have more sense. And unlike him even if I did have a body like that I would use it that way,” Jaune said blushing slightly.
Pyrrha stopped for a moment and thought of Jaune with a body like Eric’s. Her face darkened for a moment as she imagined him putting the moves on her. Even if they were as bad as Eric’s it would have been nice to get that sort of attention from her. Especially if she got to run her hands over Jaune’s body afterward. The thought alone made her blush and pucker her lips. She shook her head. No, she couldn’t think like that and have those thoughts here. Especially with Nora and Yang close by. The moment those two smelled teasing material they would be on her like a pair of sharks with blood in the water.
“Pleasant thoughts?” Nora whispered to the redhead with a cheeky grin, making Pyrrha’s burn brighter.
“You mean aside from not trying to make a fool out of myself?” Jaune asked, getting a chuckle from the others. “Well for a start I would go up there and start small, just say hello and compliment her.”
“Okay that’s not a bad start there lover boy,” Yang said. “Could be better, but could be a lot worse like your earlier attempts, or Eric’s there.”
“Yeah I won’t flex my muscles for one. With the way he goes on about them that only shows how insecure he would probably be in real life.” Jaune said. It was different looking back on one of his favorite shows now as an adult, rather then a kid. Before he had laughed at the slapstick humor, finding it funny. Now that he was older he could look at it in a new perspective, and learn what not to do to get a girl. Besides it was nice to talk about and not worry about any form of repercussions.
“Okay that does it,” the cartoon character said and turned to them glaring. His hands on his hips.
As one the room froze and blinked at what they heard. They looked at the TV with new interest. None of them were expecting that from the show and it sidelined them. They studied the main character and how he stood there, glaring at them. Even if they had never seen a cartoon before they all knew that a creator wouldn’t have this long of the character doing nothing.
“Jaune is this part of the show?” Nora asked.
“What no, I don’t think so,” Jaune said. He racked his brain trying to remember if this scene had happened in the show. They had some episodes that bordered on the fourth wall, especially in the wackier episodes, but this was different. It was as if Eric could actually see them. “He can’t be talking to us right guys? That would just be crazy.”
“No it isn’t crazy, and I am talking to all of you louts! Here I am doing my job and all of you are relentlessly mocking me for doing it, especially you blonde string bean. Well if that’s how you’re going to treat me then we’re going to mix things up and I’m going to have some fun.”
Suddenly the screen flickered, the image on the TV becoming static, making everyone jump. They all stared at the TV, there stomachs churning as if they were about to get into a fight
“This has to be some sort of prank right?” Ruby asked, looking at the others. “What could he seriously do to us anyway? I mean he’s a cartoon character.”
A gust of wind went through the room, as if they were standing outside on a windy day. It continued to build in power and to their fear it was coming from the TV. The wind continued to build in power, causing their clothes and hair to ruffle from it. Suddenly a wormhole emerged from the TV screen, making them all gasp. None of them could believe what was happening, even though they were seeing it with their own eyes.
A long pair of 2D masculine arms emerged from the portal, making them gape in shock. The arms cracked their fingers, the noise making them shiver. Suddenly the limbs zoomed across the room. Before any of them could move the cartoony limbs wrapped around Jaune’s body and pulled him to the vortex.
“Jaune!” Pyrrha cried as she grabbed one of his arms, and Ruby grabbed the other. The others quickly grabbed his limbs and managed to keep in place. They all groaned as they fought against the other arms.
Jaune groaned in pain as he was pulled between the two of them, feeling like his body was put on a stretcher. He screamed as he looked back at the TV and gulped. He could make out a twisting tunnel with all the colors of the rainbow going off. He didn’t need to know that it would lead to someplace bad.
“Hold on vomit boy, we got you!” Yang cried. She then grunted and heaved as she adjusted herself.
“Somebody deal with those stupid arms!”
Nora pulled out her hammer and slammed it down on them, but her weapon bounced off the limbs as if they were hitting rubber.
Bonk!
She tried again, but was met with the same result. She growled and slammed her hammer down on it repeatedly, like a small child that was trying to hit a pin in a game. But no matter how hard she tried to break the limbs, her hammer would bounce off, the limbs inflating like balloons moments later.
“What the heck!” Nora cried as she looked at her weapon and the arms trying to take her fearless leader.
Pyrrha grabbed her sword and charged at them when she was sure the others could keep their She brought her sword down and tried to cut them, hoping that they would be severed.
Bonk!
Just like Nora’s hammer, her sword bounced off it. She growled and tried to think of something they could do. It was clear physical attacks weren’t going to work here, so they would have to do something else.
Suddenly the cartoony limbs bulked up even more with veins spreading across it and pulled harder. The others groaned as they tried to fight them off, but much to their horror, they were losing ground.
His friend's hands slipped from his and he was quickly dragged to the TV. He could feel his legs pull through it, feeling as if he was stepping into a pool. The blonde screamed as his chin bumped against the bottom of the TV, before he was pulled through. He screamed as he fell through the vortex and watched the screen he entered from get farther. He looked around and watched the sides of the vortex were like a twirling kaleidoscope as the colors quickly changed from one to the next.
Suddenly he landed on the ground and groaned as his body was racked with pain. He groaned as he shakily got up. He was in what looked to be a house, with a couch and kitchen in sight. Along with the largest TV that he had seen. However, there was something off about it. It didn’t look real, the amount of detail on it was lacking. The TV didn’t have his own reflection, and the furniture around him wasn’t as detailed as it normally would be.
“Just where am I?” Jaune gulped fearfully as he looked around his environment, trying to find some hint of where he was.
Back in the nromal world, the others watched the screen in horror. They could plainly see Jaune and how he looked normally, and stood out in the TV like a modern man in a cartoon. It reminded them of a movie they saw where a person and cartooons lived together in the same world. Where a detective entered the cartoon world in a movie that was a mix of live-action and cartoon, Who Framed Harold Hare.
“Jaune can you hear us!” Pyrrha called out as she rushed forward. She placed her hands on the TV creen and tried to push herself through, but it was a normal TV screen again. If the blonde heard her, he didn’t give any indication that he had as he continued to look around.
Yang tapped the TV screen with her knuckles and forwned at what happened. If it wasn’t for the mess in the room. “Well we ain’t getting in the same way that he did from the look of it.”
“How did that votex open up!” Weiss screamed.
“There’s no need to worry blondie. You’re in my humble abode,” a familiar voice said, which made Jaune squeal.
He turned to where it had come from and his jaw dropped at who it was. He saw Eric Johnson standing in the hallway with a smirk, his arms crossed. The man looked just like he did in the show, even the same 2D style and all.
“You...how,” Jaune stammered. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing and pinched himself to make sure this was happening. Pain coursed through his body that made his mouth drop. “This can’t be happening, you're a cartoon character!”
“Oh I am a cartoon, but that doesn’t mean I can’t affect your world and all,” Eric said, his hands on his hips. “So I decided to pull you into my world.”
“How did we get here, you were out at a diner earlier?” Jaune said. “And how did you pull me here? Why did you bring me here!”
“Scene transition,” Eric shrugged. “All I have to do is think about the next area and pass through something and bam I’m right where I want to be. As for why I pulled in here, it's like I said I earlier. I had enough of your crap and decided to do something about it.”
Jaune opened his mouth to say something, but any words that might have had said were caught in his throat. He didn’t think of anything that he could have said which would ease the situation. It wasn’t as if he could have said that he didn’t think there would be any repercussions since he was just a cartoon character. That could only have made the cartoon man angry.
“W-What are you going to do to me,” Jaune stuttered and took a step back.
“Now why would I go and ruin the surprise stringbean when you can find out for yourself. First things first let get rid of that tacky armor!” The toon cried. He grabbed the young man and spun him around.
Zooom!
Jaune screamed as he suddenly spun around the faster then he could back in his world, looking like a small tornado. The young man couldn’t stop no matter how much he wanted to.
The armor pieces went flying off of him, going in random directions of the house. The shoulder pads that he had went flying and one slammed into the wall, while another embedded itself in the floor. The chest piece went flying toward Eric’s direction. Eric grabbed it with ease as if it was a football. He used it like a backscratcher before throwing it on the couch. The moment the spinning vortex ceased all of the armor, Jaune had on his body was gone.
Jaune swayed side to side his face green. His stomach churned and he gagged as he held his stomach. He stumbled around and leaned to the side, just barely managing to keep himself from tumbling over. It was as if he was back on airship again.
“My stomach,” Jaune gagged as his face turned a dark shade of green. His cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish and could vomit rising.
“You ain’t running the carpet,” Eric said as he pulled out a paper bag out of nowhere and opened it. He opened it and placed it in Jaune’s mouth.
The vomit went into the bag and it swelled as more of Jaune’s bile-filled. The toon poatted his back as Jaune continued to fill the bag. When Jaune was finished unloading the contents of his stomach, he blinked at the bag and how full it was. He was sure he didn’t puke that much.
“Well that’s disgusting, but sorta expected from one of you normal fleshy people. You guys just can’t handle our antics,” Eric said as he tied the top of the bag. After doing so, he tossed the paper bag over his shoulder without care. The bag landed perfectly in the trash can, which shut the moment it did.
“What the! How did you do that?” Jaune questioned. “No one can move that fast!”
“You can’t do it in your world, but now your in mine, and here things don’t work the same way. Cartoon physics buddy,” Eric shrugged with a smirk as if that explained everything. “Everyone here can do it, and soon you’ll be able to.”
“What do you mean?” Jaune questioned.
“No I ain’t going to spoil it for you. Besides I’m wondering how many hints it's going to take for you to realize what I got planned for you,” Eric said as he cupped his chin. “Now what to start with. This was a bit of the spur of the moment so I didn't have too much of a plan.”
Jaune moved to run out of the door, but before he could get five feet away He felt something wrap around his waist. The blonde looked down and saw one of Eric’s hands were wrapped around his hips. He was suddenly pulled back toward the muscular cartoon man and gulped. The blonde could see that there was a glint in his eyes that made him spasm in his arms.
“Figured out the first step for this,” Eric said and grabbed Jaune’s shoulder with his free arm. He pushed the young man’s shoulder, and much to the blonde’s shock his body turned. One moment his body was straight and the next he was facing the wall. He looked down and saw the bottom half of his body was turned and yet he didn’t feel any pain. Before he could vocalize anything he was back to facing the smiling Eric.
Ahh!” Jaune cried in panic as he kept getting twisted around, the world spinning. It wasn’t anywhere near as painful as he thought it would be, but it certainly wasn’t pleasant.
“And there we go,” Eric said when finished twisting the top half of Jaune’s body.
He held the blonde out and let go of Jaune’s shoulder. Suddenly his upper body started to unravel again and spun around again as if he was the crank for a windup toy. The young man reached out to try and stop himself, but there was nothing he could grab to stop himself. He grabbed his lower body and tried to stop himself, but his hands slid across his lower body and prevented himself from stopping himself.
“Oh god,” Jaune gagged as the room spun around him once more. If he hadn’t puked already, then he was sure he would puked now as his stomach felt like it was performing flips again. He could feel Even so, it did little to abate his now spinning mind.He flailed onon the ground and laid there, groaning as he waited for the world to stop spinning and feel like he could take a step without performing a split. He felt like he had jumped off a cliff as the rest of the world spun around him.
The young man noticed the sides of his jacket didn’t touch the sides of his waist. He gulped and touched his sides through his jacket and went numb as it took him longer then it should have to touch them. The blonde gulped as he raised his shirt and gasped when he saw an impossibly narrow flat stomach. As disturbing as it was to see, what horrified him the most was that it looked like it belonged to a cartoon character. It was missing details and matched the same style as Eric’s skin. There only seemed to be a small line that represented his belly button. He hesitantly touched it and flinched the moment he did. Despite how different it looked, it still felt the same.
“Why does my skin look so different?” Jaune questioned, hoping that he would get a clear answer from him.
“That is all a part of the process,” Eric said, making Jaune frown. He grabbed Jaune’s shoulder and wrapped his other hand around Jaune’s other arm. He roughly brought his arm down on Jaune’s limb and brought it back up.
“Oww!” Jaune screamed as the brunette brought his hand down. It burned his flesh as he twisted and brought it down. It was as if he was getting the worst indian arm burn from a professional wrestler.
Jaune winced and tried to push himself out of his grasp, but the cartoon’s hand was like a metal shackle locked in place. He grabbed Eric’s arm and tried to grab it so he could stop it, but he couldn’t remove the muscular man’s limb. In fact, he continued with the same ease, as if he wasn’t trying to stop him at all. It made the blonde frown. He growled as he tried to slug at the taller man, but his free arm was out of reach from hitting his face. He was able to graze his chest, but all his futile efforts earned was a delighted smile.
“Sorry scrawny, but you ain’t going to hit me with these tiny limbs,” Eric chuckled as he continued his work.
When he was finished with the other arm, he moved onto the other arm and repeated the process. The blonde tried to raise his arm and he groaned as he did. His arms burned as he raised them, as if he had been exercising repeatedly with heavyweight wrapped around them. The moment he raised them his arms fell to his sides.
The moment Eric finished changing Jaune’s arms, he dropped the blonde, who instinctively rubbed them. As he did, he studied his limbs and was horrified by how different they were. His arms looked thinner, daintier, as if all the muscles that he had from his work had been destroyed in mere seconds. The young man pulled the sleeve off his shirt and saw the skin was just like his stomach. Any hair, moles, scars, and anything else that he might have had there was gone.
Jaune gulped, not liking at how cartoony he was getting as the process continued. He pulled the top of his jacket to see how far it was and saw the top of his biceps had changed to match his lower arms, making him frown and whimper. The young man breathed and tried to keep calm, but his breathing picked up the longer he stared at them.
“And now for the bottom set,” Eric said as he picked Jaune up by one of his legs and repeated the same process with his arms.
Jaune randomly started kicking, hoping that one of them would be able to do something to the cartoon man. He kicked him and his feet managed to collide with the buff man several times, but it was if he was hitting a brick wall. The cartoon’s arms didn’t even budge an inch from his work. He sighed and gathered his breath as he tried to think of something that would get him out of this.
“You’re going to have to do a lot better than that if you want me to let go,” Eric said. “My god I thought that you would have some more muscle in those legs, but they might as well be string beans.”
Jaune flushed from the comment in embarrassment and rage. He growled as he tried to kick him again. He took a deep breath and then kicked with all of his might. This time he managed to hit him right in the face, the heel of his shoe, nailing him right in the eye.
“Doow!” Eric cried as he dropped the changing blonde and held his head.
Jaune groaned as he hit the floor and kept his eyes on the cartoon man, who held his face. He held his head as he shakily stood up. His legs burned like his arms had, and his feet were numb, feeling as if small pins and needles were poking them. He wanted to bolt out of his room, but knew with how they felt currently he wasn’t going to get far. A groan from the muscular cartoon man made him gulp, and his heart stilled when Eric moved his hands away there was a nasty purple bump on his head. The cartoon man shook his head so fast that it was and the purple bruise that he had on his face was gone in an instant. He glared at the blonde
“Now that is just rude!” Eric gripped with his hands on his hips.
“You’re the one changing me! If anything you are the one who’s being rude!” Jaune said.
“Yeah you give him what for Jaune!” Yang cried.
“Guys how are we going to get him out?” Pyrrha cried.
“Should we turn off the TV?” Ruby said.
“What if we do that and something happens to him because of it?” Weiss said. “We would be cutting of the power to where it it is, what if we...I don’t know hurt him, or even kill him.”
The group went silent. None of them wantd to do something that could lead to Jaune’s death. As bad as just letting him go unimpeeded sounded, especially with what he was doing, the thought of them being the reason they might end up killing him even more. It made them all bite their lips and let out their own frutsration in various ways. They all stared at the screen to see how their friend was doing, desperatly trying to think of something they could to.
The young man in the TV looked down on his legs and saw they looked much thinner than they had been previously. He dreaded doing so but he grabbed the bottom of his pants legs and pulled up to see that much like his arms, they were clean of anything that might have been considered imperfect. They took on the same shade of color as his arms did. Suddenly it all clicked what was happening to him.
“I’m turning into a cartoon,” Jaune said in disbelief.
“Well that’s part of it, but that isn’t all,” Eric said with a smile. “You’re on the right track.”
Jaune’s heart fell into his stomach as he thought over his words. He wasn’t sure how much worse things could get for him. Turning into a cartoon character was bad enough, but finding out that was only a part of the picture made him shudder. He looked over his arms and legs again trying to think of what it added up to. There was a daintiness that he had never had before in his life or anyone else, though with how cartoony they looked he wasn’t sure what to make of them. The young man cobbled the clues he had together and assumed he was turning into a certain cartoon character type.
“Okay there’s something I need to fix right now,” Eric said as he cracked his knuckles.
Before Jaune could say anything, Eric grabbed Jaune and picked him up again. He threw Jaune onto the couch and zoomed over to him, making the young man yelp. With a content smile on his face, Eric started to pound the blonde’s thighs like a drum, making him blush. He patted them at such a speed that his hands were like a blur, even letting out a merry tune as he did. The blonde slowly moved to try and sweep them away, but stopped. He looked down at his hands and back at the cartoon characters and tried to think of what he should do, and considered cartoon logic. It was possibly his hands would get cut from how fast they were going. Before he could go through with any decision, Eric stopped and stepped up. He crossed his arms over his chest and didn’t say anything as he waited for the next change to happen.
Jaune gulped stared at his thighs, knowing something was about to happen. Suddenly, his thighs started to grow larger and expand. Jaune gasped as his pants leg strained against them and swelled as if they were balloons being filled with water. The young man winced as they pushed his pants out to their limits and crushed his penis between them. He closed his eyes, waiting for them to burst off. With how big they are and the fact his clothes looked normal for the most part it would only be a matter of time before something happened to them.
“Oh relax your clothes aren’t going to go bursting off,” Eric said. “We ain’t that type of cartoon.”
The changing human opened his eyes and his mouth dropped as a small squeak left his mouth.
He gulped as he touched his thighs and winced from the impossibly soft cushion. They gave into his hands without any issue. He opened and closed his mouth to try and say something, but he couldn’t. With how plush they were it felt like there were pillows under them and on top of them.
“Why are his thighs so big?” Ruby gulped.
No one had an answer, and the groupd frowned at having made no progress in their ideas of how to save the blonde. Since they weren’t able to enter the cartoon world, it left them with little choice in how they should approach. All they could do was watch what was happening o the transforming blonde as he looked more like an animated character to them.
“Oh my gods,” Weiss gaped as she pur all rhese pies together ansdidn’t like where it was leading. .
“What was it snow angel?” Nora said as she grabbed the Schnee heiress by her shoulders and shook her.
“Nora!” Ren said and grabbed her, to little affect.
“I don’t want to, but I hope I’m wrong,” Weiss remarked as she looked at the tv again.
Jaune looked back at the grinning cartoon man and crawled over the couch, trying to put some distance between them. Eric eyed him again with a curious look that made Jaune’s spine shudder. The tooning young man tried to think of something he could do to get out of here, and maybe back into his world, but as far as he could tell that required cartoon abilities that he didn’t have even with his changing body.
“Now then we need to do something about the rest of your body,” Eric said. “Your shoulders look hideous on that body of your’s.”
Jaune turned around to run out of the back door, but didn’t get far as he was lifted up in the air. He placed one of his hands on the blonde’s head and grabbed him by his waist. The young man gulped as he struggled in his grasp, trying to get out again before the toon could go through with what he was planning.
“You have such wide shoulders and lack some length down below. It's time we get that fixed,” Eric said and forced Jaune’s body to move.
Jaune’s body gave into the work as if he was an accordion. He moaned and wiggled his hands as he was mushed together as if he was a can of soda. He could barely move his head with what little room he had from this. The toon pulled him apart and for a moment he was back to his normal size he gasped and before he could do anything he was scrunched again. He mewled again in discomfort. It was almost as if he was taffy being pulled from one spot to the next. This continued multiple times and despite how strange and awkward it was, the young man was getting more used to it as time passed, which unnerved him. The only reason he had to be getting used to it was because his body had to be progressing faster in his toonification.
When he was pulled back to Jaune's original width for the eighth time, suddenly the pain stopped and he was placed on the ground. He blinked at suddenly being put down after being twisted like that. It felt like there was a block in between his shoulder blades and in his hips. He rolled his shoulders waiting to see if something would happen, as if it was a bomb that would go off. And yet after several rotations, the blockage in his body didn’t feel any different.
“Nothing happened,” Jaune said slowly, not believing for a moment.
“Something did happen buddy boy. We just got to set it off first to see the change,” Eric said. He raised one of his arms and lightly tapped his shoulder.
Boom!
“Ahh!” Jaune cried as his shoulders suddenly went inward with one loud snap as if they had pulled together by several clamps. He looked at them and saw that they were more narrowed now, and in combination with his waist size it made his upper body have a distinct heart shape that unsettled him. He had seen this kind of shape before on a cartoon character and gulped as imagined a set of prominent breasts sitting there, hanging proudly off his body. The young man pulled at his jacket to look at them and saw his upper body now matched his arms and lower body in its cartoony shade.
“And now its time for the second round!” Eric cried and with the same gentle gesture patted both of the blonde’s hips.
Boom!
“Ahh!” Jaune yelled at having his balance suddenly thrown out of whack as if someone had wrapped a pair of sandbags around his hips. The young man almost toppled to the floor, but was able to quickly steady himself before he hit the floors. He could feel his new hips roll, but didn’t want to believe it was them. The blonde breathed out and slowly looked down below and gasped at his new curvy hips. It was little wonder seeing why he was thrown off when he saw them. For gods sake his new lower body looked like it could rival a horse’s with how they looked like they rivaled his shoulders in how wide they were.
“You're turning me into a woman!” Jaune cried wide eyed.
“Bingo! You finally got it!” Eric cheered, giving the changing human a thumbs up. “I was wondering when you would finally get it.”
Jaune’s mouth dropped in horror. The confirmation made his throat dry and another squeak came out of his mouth. He looked down at his body again and all of the pieces fell into place. The young man wanted to pound his head for not realizing what was happening. Looking at it now he could see what they led up to with ease. It only served to solidify the cartoony exaggerated figure he would have if his hips were anything to go by. Especially when it finally reached his breasts. He could only imagine what his body would look like then, and he didn’t like the possibilities.
The changing blonde placed his hands on his new hips and moaned as he tried to push them back into their original length, but no matter how hard he tried they wouldn’t budge. There had to be a way he could unlock them. As much as he didn’t want to use them, especially since he had no idea what might happen to him, he would have liked to have some chance to fight back.
“Look you can keep wiggling those new brand new smoking hips of yours as much as you want sugar mama, but they ain’t going to go back to what they were. Besides those are so boring compared to what you have now. Why would you want those when you can have these?” Eric said and placed his hands on them, making the boy yelp.
For a moment, Jaune stared at the cartoon figure, and the anger and humiliation that he felt bubbled forward now that he had a moment to get his bearing. The tooning boy took a deep breath and in one quick motion managed to break out of the perverted toon’s grasp, ignoring the pleased sensations that came from his strong fingers brushing against them. The blonde glared at the man hatefully, ignoring the rumbling of his new lower body. He was a Huntsman in training. He had fought Grimm and made his way into the greatest Huntsmen academy in all of Remnant. He couldn’t just let some stupid perverted toon due with him as he pleased.
“Don’t call me that! I ain’t your sugar anything!” Jaune declared as he stepped away from him and placed his hands on his hips. He flushed after doing so and realized that all he really did was bring attention to them. “M-My name is Jaune Arc and you’re going to stop this right now!”
The cartoon didn’t say anything as he looked Jaune over, who frowned at the lack of response. The blonde could tell that his eyes were hovering over one point and followed his line of sight. He blinked and blushed as he covered his crotch. A pondering look appeared on his face that made the changing human ill at ease.
“You’re right, you can’t be anything like that with that blemish between your legs, but we can quickly rectify that,” Eric said.
Eric moved behind Jaune and before the blonde could do anything pulled on Jaune’s pants grabbed his underwear. He pulled on his underwear and lifted the young man off the ground with how hard he was doing.
“Yowch!” Jaune cried as tears entered his eyes. He looked over his shoulder and saw the cartoon character had pulled on his boxers and held it in his hand as if it was rope. The young man flushed as his face burned and his heart fell. He had seen it dozens of times on television and had even been on the receiving end of it from his older sisters, though this was much more intense. He squirmed in place and tried to break out of it, but all he did was move from side to side as if he was on a swing. He demanded, his voice a higher pitch then normal. “Put me down you ass!”
“In a minute, but looks like we’re going to have to do this more than once,” Eric said, making Jaune’s eyes widen.
Jaune moaned in pain as he was bounced up and down, his privates being mashed from bouncing up and down. He flinched every time he reached the bottom, only to be roughly pulled back up by him. When he was back at the height of his bouncing noticed that his manhood and balls felt a little smaller every time. He couldn’t think of a way to get out of this. He groaned and wanted nothing more than this to end, no matter what it would mean.
Sluurrp!
His underwear slammed against his body, making him yelp, but this time he didn’t feel it impact on his balls or scrotum. The blonde’s mouth dropped and looked down below. With his current position he had a prime view to see if anything was going on below, and to his horror didn’t see anything there. His mind went through its meaning and the conclusion that it meant he was a woman now. The moment his mind finished concluding it, the new woman shook her head and started to pant.
“No!” Jaune cried as she patted the front of her pants and was horrified to see that there was nothing left of her old identity there and instead felt a pair of new lips in their place. She looked at her underwear and saw it had taken on the same cartoony appearance as the rest of her clothes and appearance had.
“And there we go!” Eric cried.
“Please stop, I'm sorry about everything that I had said earlier,” Jaune pleaded. She didn’t want to be a cartoon woman.
“Why would I stop when we have come so far?” Eric asked with a quirked brow. He let go of the underwear and it smacked into the blonde’s stinging rump, making her wince and rub her rump. She blinked when she realized she was still up in the air and wondered why she hadn’t hit the ground yet, and then suddenly gravity seemed to work on her once more and she fell to the ground.
Jaune shakily landed on her feet, wincing as she forced herself to stand. Her bottom ached painfully and she rubbed it. She froze when she noticed that it was a little perkier than it was before all of this insanity happened. The young woman rubbed it a few more times to see if she was feeling ti right and to her horror it was.
“It’s a great butt isn’t it, even if it is a little on the small side at the moment,” Eric remarked. “But that will change in time.”
His words brought Jaune out of her stupor and the young woman went with the first instinct she had. She ran out of the house and went down the driveway tripped on a rock. She fell into a nearby pond, completely soaking her in water.
“We’re running out of time,” Pyrrha said desperatly. With how far along the changes was it could only be a little more time before it was finally over. And she didn’t like where it was going. With how close it was to finishing up, and she didn’t like where it might go next. That toon had to have something planned when Jaune had become a full cartoon character.
“C’mon vomit boy get out of there,” Yang said as she watched Jaune run out of there.
“Pulling the plug is looking more promising by the second,” Weiss said, earning a glare from Nora and Pyrrha. “How did she...he fall into the water!”
“Its a common cartoon classic,” Ruby said sadly.
The fromer blonde boy trudged out of the water as she brushed her now wet locks of hair out of her face it started to change. Her face felt off as if she had just applied a face cream to it. Her face started to clear up loose some of the finer details as it cleaned up. Any sort of imperfection she had on her face was cleaned as it took on the same cartoony appearance as the rest of her body had. Her eyebrows thinned down as her face structure changed. It refined and took on a more feminine appearance. Her cheeks rose higher and her jaw rounded out, her nose got smaller as her eyes grew slightly larger.
The new woman could feel her face changing and gulped as she did. She prodded her face in a panicked frenzy, squealing as her face shifted. The blonde pleaded for it to stop, but it seemed to continue without care. When her face finished changing she looked back into the water to see her own reflection and gasped at the sight of a female cartoon version of himself staring back at her. She opened and closed her mouth, and to her horror saw her reflection do the same. She didn’t want to believe it was her, despite knowing that it clearly was.
“My lips,” the former young man said. She prodded her lips and flinched from how soft and pillowy they were. It was as if someone had applied some balm on them that caused them to swell to their new size.
“They are a mighty fine set of lips along with that cute nose. Now let’s dry you off before you get a cold,” Eric said. He pulled a hairdryer out of nowhere and turned it on.
The toon went all over her body, moving the hairdryer around so fast around her, that Jaune struggled to keep track of him. Suddenly, the blonde’s clothes started to shrink the longer he moved it around her. The bottom of the baggy jacket crawled up her body as her sleeves clung closer to her arms. The bottom of her jacket reached higher and exposed her midriff to everyone who could see her. They crawled slightly up her arms exposing her wrists. Much like her sleeves, her pants legs crawled up her body as they tightly covered her legs. Her pants dug between her legs, making her wince slightly from how tight they were getting. Her pants finished shrinking when they reached her upper thighs.
“Yikes,” Yang said. She might where skimpy clothes, but with how tight they lookd on her fellow blonde the only thing she could imagine was discomfort.
The rest of the room could only wince in agreement with her. None of them wanted to imagine what it would be like wearing such clothes. Espcially since it looked like a parody of what he had always worn.
“They’re so tight,” Jaune complained with a dark flush as she pulled at them, trying to ease the pain from them. Even if it was just a little it would be welcomed. What made it worse was just how much of her body it showed off.
“Something ain’t right here,” Eric said aloud as he rubbed his chin. His eyes landed on Jaune’s socks and he grabbed them and pulled them up until they looked like they could be thigh highs on her. “Oh now that looks much better.”
Jaune could only stare at herself; she truly looked like a cartoon character. From how small her waist looked, her design truly looked like she belonged in the show. Her clothes unnerved her and made her want to tear them, even if it would leave her naked. But that would only please Eric and any other passerby.
“Now all we need to do is to put on the finishing touches,” Eric said. He then took a large gulp of air, and his body started to swell in size as he inhaled more, growing larger.
Jaune stepped back as he swelled in size, gulping. She wasn’t an expert on cartoon shenanigans, but she didn’t need to be to know what whatever was going to happen next was not going to be good for her. The new cartoon woman was about to turn around and flee again, but before she could she was grabbed. Jaune opened her mouth, but before anything could come out, Eric slammed his lips on her, kissing her. The blonde’s eyes widened in shock and then glared as she pawed at his body to try and push him off, but couldn’t. She moaned as she could feel the air he had sucked into himself start blowing into her.
PFFFFFTTTTT!
Jaune’s eyes widened as she could feel a rumble in her chest and butt. She squirmed as her body felt lighter. She could feel the air move through her body and gulped. Whatever the next bit was it wasn’t going to be good for her and her transformation. And if she followed what little she knew for certain on such logic then this would either end with her becoming a blimp or would lead to certain parts growing. Considering how carton logic worked she wasn’t sure if those two were separate, and how big she would end up being. Considering how cartoon women from this show looked she had her doubts she would be anything but.
POP!
Jaune blinked when she felt her ass suddenly popped out, her cheeks growing larger. She squirmed and wiggled her hips as her butt continued to push further out as more air filled her bottom. Her pants dug deeper into her behind. And could feel it ride further up her body, making her moan as pleasing warmth went through her being that further addled her mind. She brought her arms down and held the bottom of her pants to try and keep them in place, but they continued to move.
The young woman wondered if her pants would tear from how tight they were getting. She liked how well they would show off big booty and the way they made her feel as they rode her body.
In the back of her mind, she hoped she would be able to take them off without issue. The fact they were so tight, and yet weren’t painfully so gave her some hope that it wouldn’t be a problem doing so.
POP!
The young woman squealed again as her chest suddenly popped out and started swelling. She tried to sneak her eyes down as much as she could, but she couldn’t move her head to see. He held her chin in a vice grip that kept her had locked in place and kept her mouth open. All she could do was look ahead and assume how much her body was changing as the changes racked her mind.
“Holy shit,” Yang said, as she watched in horrified facsination as she watched Jaune’s body growing bigger. The young woman gulped and wasn’t sure to be grateful that her buddy looked like a cartoon character rather thren an a person. She could only imagine what it would have looked like if he still looked like a person and the prospect honestly unnerved her.
Jaune’s boobs grew in size and quickly became two small lumps and continued to grow without. Her jacket tightened further as her breasts swelled in size. Her developing boobs were mushed together from her already tight jacket. Her chest expanded and became the size of large pomegranates as they continued to grow. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as the cartoon man had to adjust his arms from how big her boobs were getting. Despite how It kept her massive round breasts pushed together. The blonde faintly wondered how much bigger her jiggly parts would get before it was finished.
Her breasts and butt continued to push out, as if they were balloons being filled with helium. She moaned as she could feel more of her chest compressed against his own. Every little squirm only served to have her nipples rub against her tight jacket and turn her on even more. It also served to unwittingly shake her booty and would have put on a show to anyone behind her.
As more air filled her body, her shock started to die down. It was getting harder for her to think for some reason. She continued to try and get away but for fight died down as she felt his body and reason to be angry get foggier. His body was so muscular, so hard, that she couldn’t help but marvel it, especially in comparison to her own body. Not to mention that way that the way he was kissing her was certainly pleasant and filled her with pleasure.
“I don’t like the expression on fearless leader’s face,” Nora gulped, getting a nod of agreemenr from Ren.
“That damn toon,” Pyrrha muttered hatefully,causing Blake and Weiss to look at her. She didn’t like the llook he had either, and wished she could do something about it here. Like shooting or stabbing the toon.
The moment he broke the kiss, the young woman stumbled back with a ditzy pleased smile. A giggle escaped her lips. She felt tingly all over and hugged herself, missing his big strong arms wrapped around her body. The new woman noticed the extra wiggle her butt had and looked down at it. When she was finished expecting her huge buttocks, she looked down at her massive chest and cutely turned her head with a puzzled expression. She couldn’t see her feet, even though she knew that she could have. For some reason, there was a sense of wrongness that came over her the more she stared at them as if they weren’t right.
“Did I always have such huge boobies,” Jaune asked as she poked one of her massive mammaries. She smiled as small bolts of pleasure went through her body, and made her keep poking them.
“You always did sexy mama!” Eric said with a pleased smile. “And you also always had an amazing ass!”
Smack!
“Oh!” Jaune cried in pleasure from Eric’s booty slap. She looked down at her amazing ass and shook it from side to side. For some reason, she didn’t remember having such a big butt, but she wasn’t going to complain. It just meant that it had a lot of cushion when she sat down.
She looked at him and saw he was smiling as he looked her over. The way he was looking at her body over made her smile, pleased by his reaction to her. She cocked her hip out as she thrust her bust out, making her boobs and butt bounce. The blonde’s smile grew as she felt them move and enjoyed the way his mouth dropped. She giggled and moved her body, feeling her curves move and bounce in tandem with her.
“Hoorah!” Eric cried as he zoomed over to her, and picked her off the ground by her butt. She laughed as she was raised eye level with him, her bust pressing against her upper body once more. “Now honey bun why don’t we go home and have some fun.”
“That sounds great dear,” Jaune said.
The two zoomed back in the house, leaving a dust cloud where the two of them had been.
Outside, Jaune’s friends stared at what just happened in shocked horror. They couldn’t believe what had just happened to their friend, even though they had seen the prcess form start to finish.
“What…How?” Ruby sputtered, breaking the silence as her mind tried to think of something.
Blake couldn’t say anything. She looked at the care for the disk and moved away from it as if it was a cursed item that would come to life and suck her into the world as well. And consideirng what had just happened to her it was a reasonable fear. She looked back at the screen with a heavy frown.
Yang’s mouth was open, but nothing came out. Anything that she could have said to try and alleviate the stress of the situauion. Whatever she shot down was destoryed in moments as she acknowledged how inapproriate it was for this.
The rest of team JNPR had long gotten over their stunned horror and moved straight into anger. Nora had an ugly snarl that promised pain. Even Ren’s normally stoic demeanor had been shattered with narrowed eyes that had an anger inside of them that would have made the others shudder. Yet no matter how angry they were, the one who was the angriest was Pyrrha. The young woman was breathing heavily through her nose and her hands were balled into tight fists that made her knuckles white and her fingers dig into her flesh, despite the long gloves she wore.
“What are we going to do? How are we going to explain this?” Weiss said, her mind a mess as she processed what just happened. She tried to think of a way they would get back into
“I don’t know how we’re going to do it, but we are going to get in that cartoon. Get Jaune back and break that cartoon’s legs!” Pyrrha declared, getting a maniacal grin from Nora, who hefted her hammer and a nod from Ren.
One way or another they would get there leader back. And then they would make that toon regret every decision he had made.
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For those of you knew me well enough you were probably wondering when the next Jaune Arc TG was since he's one of my favorite victims. Well here it is folks.
Felt like doing some zaney, whacky, and crazy with a lot of sound effects and this was the result. I had fun forging normal human anatomy and just thinking about cartoons of all.
Hope you all enjoyed it.
Comments
Warden101
Thanks, that was the first thing that came to me after remembering stuff like Roger Rabbit and Cool World. I still need to make some adjustments and comparisons during the cleanup. Especially in later paragraphs. Trust me Toon!Jaune would not have a chest the size of pomegranates and will be expanded on with something whackier and befitting a toon.
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Really creative execution here!
