Hollywood, California. Home of hack writers, directors, actors, and agents. Pretty much the greatest sleaze farm on the planet. And at Maroon Cartoon Studios, some sleaze was directing a simpleton: Roger Rabbit was shooting his latest cartoon, and his wife Jessica was watching. She laughed as Roger was repeatedly squashed, smashed, sliced, diced, and otherwise maimed, and she sighed with increasing frustration whenever they had to do a take all over again, which happened a lot. Roger couldn't get through a single take without shifting his concentration to Jessica to make sure she was enjoying himself. Everyone was getting irritated by this, especially Roger's diminuative co-star, Baby Herman.
"Dammit, Roge, keep your eyes on the anvils, not the broad!"
"She's not a broad, Baby Herman, she's my loving wife!" Roger said, leaping to Jessica's defense.
While the two co-stars bickered, Jessica went to the catering table to get a drink. After looking over several unappetizing-looking beverages, she settled on a certain blue can of soda. She popped it open and guzzled it down. "Mmm, not bad," she said, plopping herself back into her chair. Her ample bosom bounced slightly. As the shooting resumed, Jessica felt a small tingling spread throughout her chest. It felt nice, so she thought nothing of it until that tight red dress she always wears got even tighter. As if it was shrinking, the dress slowly began squeezing her body, making it difficult to breathe. (Ya happy, Eliot? "Difficult to breathe." How's that for accurate clothes-bursting?) Gasping for air, Jessica rushed to her dressing room to undo her tightening garment.
In her dressing room, Jessica was about to rip off her dress when, out of the corner of her vividly colored green eye, she saw her reflection in the dressing room mirror. She realized, to her shock, that her dress wasn't shrinking; her breasts were growing! Her full DD-cup tits had ballooned to a massive JJ-cup, and they showed no sign of stopping. At last her dress could take no more, and with a loud "RRRIIIIPPP!!", her expanding breasts broke free of their confinement, bursting the top of her dress. Jessica gaped in the mirror as her breasts continued to grow larger and fuller, from a M-cup, to a NN-cup, to a P-cup, until they finally stopped at a tremendous TTT-cup. The full, round orbs draped over her knees as Jessica pondered what to do next.
"I can't go out like this!" she thought out loud. "I'd get arrested for indecent exposure! Wait... maybe I have some clothes in here that'll fit my new... endowments."
She searched her entire wardrobe, but to no avail. Nothing fit over her huge breasts, though she did find a pair of jeans she was able to use in place of her ruined dress. Just when she thought she would have to remain in her dressing room for the rest of her Toon years (and that's a long time!), she noticed a small brown paper package near the door. She opened it and found an enormous red tank top that she was able to squeeze over her gargantuan bosom, though the scoop neck showed a lot of cleavage.
"Well, it's ridiculously low-cut," Jessica commented, admiring her reflection, "but at least it fits."
Satisfied with her appearance, she reached for the doorknob. Her hand passed right through it. Then her hand slowly faded away before her eyes. Jessica soon realized that the rest of her body was disappearing as well!
"What th--" she cried out as she completely vanished. After hse was gone, there was a knock at the door.
"Jessica, my love?" Roger called. "You, okay?" When there was no answer, he opened the door and peered into the empty dressing room. "Jessica? Hey, where'dja go?"
EPILOGUE
Deep within his fortress, the mysterious figure walked into the Arrival Chamber just as Jessica materialized. Like the others before her, she too was motionless.
"Ah, my newest recruit, right on schedule. Ah, she found my special package before she was transported. Excellent. Colabots, place her in her Colatube." The two robots appeared and did as they were instructed.
"The GWEMEB formula did an especially good job on her, I see. My recent 'improvements' on the formula were not a waste of time after all." The figure began to laugh villainously.
"Once complete, my army will be unstoppable, and no one will stop me from taking over the world! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"