One day 45 was bored and walking around in that middle world where all the witches and the other nasty stuff likes to stay. But then something caught her eye, a small golden bottle. 45 was really thirsty and had a bad hangover from a party last night so she grabbed the bottle and gulped down everything. Suddenly, her body felt all light and tingly and weird and she wondered if there had been some sort of magical alcohol in the bottle.

But that wasn't the case.

Suddenly, her chest turned into pure muscles and she now had eight-pack abs. The concentrated awesome caused her shirt to rip. And her private bits changed in a way that would make it more accurate to refer to her as a him. Not that it mattered. 45 was now a bundle of muscular glory. But not being used to all the muscle, 45 stumbled and fell into a TV Lambdadelta had left behind. That irresponsible, bratty child witch.

Yellow and black stripes filled 45's vision. By now, 45 was positive that the golden bottle must have contained a hallucination-inducing drug. With a thud, 45 landed on the asphalt in a completely different place. It was a normal-looking street in a small town 45 didn't know. 45's bunny ears twitched as they picked up a sound.

"Need some help?" a male wearing a skull shirt, offering his hand. He seemed unfazed by the fact that there was a pink-haired, overly muscular thing lacking a shirt in front of him. Actually, Kanji was blushing slightly. So was 45.

"DON'T LOOK AT ME THAT WAY I'M NOT GAY," Kanji screamed. "But you can come inside my house and I'll sew you a stuffed bunny."

They both went into Kanji's house and he started sewing a stuffed bunny. Kanji had been inspired by 45's bunny ears. They looked so fluffy. Every now and then, he would steal a glance at them. He wanted to touch them. In so many ways. Kanji suddenly stopped sewing and ripped off his shirt, revealing his own muscular glory that, while it was inferior to that of 45, still was glorious. Kanji touched 45's ears and they both felt hot and bothered. Hot, wild sex ensued, but I'll spare you the details.