The Incomparable Mrs Rubble.

The Incomparable Mrs Rubble.
Betty Rubble (Live-Action version) TG.
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Dennis was one of those odd-ducks who was in a minority,  specifically his minority was the type that actually liked Rosie O Donnell, specifically her as Betty in the Flintstones. It wasn't a perfect casting choice, but there was just something about her in the role that inspired him and that outfit...he even thought she looked lovely.  One night he was explaining this to his best friend Bryan,  Bryan shrugged and laughed.   'Really? You think Rosie was perfect in the role?' 'No, not entirely but she did look lovely...she always had a motherly look to her anyway. I have a thing for larger women so I like Rosie anyway.'  He got out his collection of Flintstones movie toys and books, and his poster of Rosie O Donnell as Betty.  

He explained that he had kept them all these years and was proud of it.  That poster in particular, since he treasured it and kept it as a reminder,  he looked over at Bryan. 'I think it's a bit bizarre you're attracted to her but I don't mind it.' 'Oh if only you knew...if only you knew what it is I see in her.'  Dennis sighed as he looked over at the poster and as he did he began to feel a tingling sensation jolting through his body as his skin slowly softened and smoothened, he felt a little bit uneasy but he didn't mind this.  This was all just natural to him as he explained what was happening,  he had this secret he had been keeping from Bryan, mainly because he didn't want Brian to know about it because he didn't know how Bryan would react to it. 'There's something I want to tell you first."

"What? Do you feel weird? Is something happening to you?"  

"Yes..."

"Are you okay?"

"Well...there's something I should tell ya.  I'm a shapeshifter."

"Really?"

"Yeah and I transform into the person or character that I am thinking about."

This was a curse his family had for generations, basically whenever he thought about a character from a movie he liked or a celebrity he liked...he'd transform into them uncontrollably and sometimes it happened if someone he loved passed away,  such as when he turned into his late great aunt.  He blushed as his arms slowly slenderized before plumping up a little, his hands shrank and then enlarged as his fingernails lengthened and his chest and torso filled out, a pair of round formations known as breasts developing on the former. 'Hey...nice, filling out well,  this is pretty good.'  'You don't seem to mind it that much.'  'I'm used to it'.  It was most certainly true that he was used to it and he had definitely adjusted to it over the years even if he couldn't control it or figure out how to,  transformations were always a thing that happened in his family on a regular basis anyway.

"How does all that feel?"

"Tingly and a bit odd but interesting."

He felt his body with his hands as his hips flared out and plumped up, his stomach also slimmed down a bit as his legs lengthened and his feet shrank down in size.  His privates retracted in the process while his outfit changed into a copy of Betty's signature dress, his back arched as his shoulders shrank and his neckline altered - a necklace materializing around his neck in the process,  he examined himself in the mirror...and blushed, seeing himself with the live-action Betty's physique and her outfit was truly something remarkable.  'Woah...you look lovely.' 'Me? Lovely? Aaaaw, thanks.'  

His hair turned from light brownish black as it became wavy and a blue bow materialized in it, his eyebrows thinned as eyelashes blossomed around his eyes which widened, his features softened and feminized as his cheekbones rose and his face plumped up, morphing into those of live-action Betty,  which is to say he resembled 90's era Rosie O Donnell as his lips plumped up and his nose shrank down...he giggled to himself as his voice rose higher up and feminized to go with his appearance, giving him Betty's voice as well and as he giggled a second time, he gained Betty's signature laugh as done by Rosie.  Next to this his mind and personality merged with her own as he or rather she remembered who she was,  she was Betty Rubble and she was married to Barney.  She giggled to herself as she applied her makeup and modeled for a few minutes, posing as if she was having her photo taken, batting her eyelashes sweetly.

"Wow...amazing."

"I told ya."

"You have to teach me how to do that."

"You have to be part of my family to be able to learn it."

"Aaaaaaaw."

'What do you think?'  'I think you look lovely, Betty.'  'You don't think I look too overweight?'  'You,  overweight? Of course not...just look at you, you're gorgeous.'  Betty blushed for a little before blowing a kiss in Bryan's direction and hugging him, she felt confident in her own skin and she didn't need anything other than her natural charm and beauty and the love of her beloved husband. 'You rock that look well...' 'I know I do...and thanks for the compliment,  no problem...you know,  Dennis was right...I think you do look beautiful like this. I hope you don't mind if I give you a hug.'

"Of course I don't mind, go right ahead."

"Alright,  come here Betty."  

Betty giggled as she ran over to Bryan with a big grin on her face, flirting with him a little before he began the hugging procedure,  which she was really excited about.  '3...2...1, hug!' And thus with that Bryan hugged and caressed Betty, cuddling her in the process which made her feel warm and cheerful...of course she was always cheerful but also fiercely protective and more than than a bit sassy.  More than just a stone age 'hottie', she was comfortable with who and what she was and that's all that mattered to her.  She was Betty Rumble,  and she wouldn't have traded that for anything in the world.

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