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Let’s get whimsical with Pineapple!

Yeah, the episode sucked since I couldn’t understand Pineoctopus’s real strategy. First, he tried to turn the Rangers into cupboards. Why? Then he revealed his monster form when he failed to capture all of the Rangers, even the lousy Billy. Why? Don’t know.

It’s time to turn things around as I think he could have been better even in his Pineapple the Clown form that was uncanny and intimidating on its own. The real question is, will the Rangers escape Pineapple’s whimsical yet terrifying carnival or will they be a part of it?

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The carnival is here!

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Self-preservation is a part of human nature. That’s why it was easy for Jason to disperse all of the people at the funfair by shouting Rita was attacking them. A horde of the panicking crowd ran across the tight entrance and exit gates, some tumbled on the dry grass. None of them were of the Rangers’ concern.

Jason and his friends got something more urgent to handle. Out of the apparently desolate festival area, some clowns approached. Unlike the attendees, they walked calmly, even whimsically with funny tricks like juggling balls and rings still ongoing.

“Something tells me that these aren’t your regular clown,” commented Zack as he prepared himself.

Jason lightly slapped his friend’s pec. “We can take these lousy clown guys, right?”

Just then, the jesters deformed into Putties with carnival accessories of ruffle collars and even oversized boots. “Yeah, some clown,” complained the alarmed Kimberly.

The unmorphed Rangers took a fighting stance as the various Putties advanced. But none of them were prepared when Pineapple the Clown appeared while juggling. Kimberly even cried out in surprise.

It was clear that the figure was not an average entertainer, especially when his juggling balls were able to unveil more clown-dressed Putties. His maniacal laugh fit more in an asylum rather than in a kid-friendly theme park. His grin struck dread even in Zack and Jason’s hearts.

Greedily, the head clown rubbed his hand before waving them in an alluring way to Billy. “Come with me if you want to save little Silvia.”

The Rangers were stunned. Was this clown the real cause of Silvia’s ghastly entrapment inside a form-fitting latex cocoon? Billy didn’t listen to his friends’ warning. They couldn’t chase after him anyway since the Putties had them surrounded.

“All right, Clown. What have you done to Silvia?” asked the still-cautious Billy.

In a flash, Pineapple was already far away, near the carousel. “Come on, I don’t whole day!” shouted the clown mockingly before darting behind the horses.

The fight was on for the other Rangers. Kimberly used the tight spaces between the hanging chairs of the spinner ride to avoid capture by these comical Putties. When it was time to counterattack, she acrobatically kicked two of the seats to throw away the golems.

While they looked fanciful, these foot soldiers were not something the Rangers should take so lightly as Jason and Zack immediately found out. Hits from their kick hurt like hell. The kicks from the young heroes made almost metallic clanking noises.

One of the Putties managed to tackle Zack, although he successfully freed himself to climb on the Ferris wheel’s entrance stage. When the other Putty tried to ambush him, the Black Ranger cartwheeled the opponent into falling into the ride’s seat. He said bye-bye as the Putty was taken up.

A middle split kick saved Jason from his own ambush. Another kick sent his attackers sitting on the roller coaster’s seat. Before they could protest, the Red Ranger closed the cage-like structure and pressed the big button on the control panel. The golem’s mumbling was audible throughout their dizzying journey through the peaks and loops. “Haha, have a spin, Putties!” mocked Jason as he rushed to gather with his teammates.

“Man, these Putties are something!” commented Zack.

Kimberly nodded. “Yeah, is it me or they’re really up their game this time?”

“Hey, anyone got Billy?” asked Trini who looked around her, but the amusement park was empty. “Billy!”

Billy made the wise decision to morph while pursuing the devilish clown between the rides. He stopped at an abandoned merry-go-round. He scouted the area, looking for any signs of Pineapple.

Then the Blue Ranger realized that he was being stalked from behind. The clown with an uncanny grin prepared to spray dust at him, but Billy moved faster to jump into the ride. “Not so fast, Clown!”

But Pineapple simply laughed crazily. Billy could see him observing him as the theme park ride went around. “You’re gonna laugh at what I have in store for you, Blue Ranger!”

“That doesn’t sound palatable,” commented the concerned Blue Ranger. His deduction told him that he needed to move away from that evil character. But he couldn’t. “Hey!”

“Feeling stuck?” mocked the now-disembodied voice of Pineapple.

The Blue Ranger tried to move his boots from the metallic floor, but they were stuck. “I am immobilized!” he shouted. “Guys, over here!”

“Billy, where are you?!” shouted Jason to call. He and the others were next to the merry-go-round. But somehow, they ignored his pleas.

“My voice is inaudible to them. Guys, help!” What Billy got only pulsating energy shield that hid his presence from the others. His heart sunk as the four Rangers continued their search elsewhere.

“Don’t worry, Blue Ranger. They will have the same fate as yours. All of the Rangers will be the mascot and servants of my amusement park!”

Billy heard the crackling sound of the mirrors of the main tower structure. There, he could see his reflection as the Triceratops Ranger. Actually, all the mirrors now owned a reflection of the young hero, even those that were on the other side. As Pineapple’s maniacal laughter echoed inside the pocket dimension ride, the Blue Ranger helplessly pounded his mirror prison where he was sucked into.

All over the carousel, the fake horses turned blue and slowly transformed into the theme prehistoric animal of the Blue Ranger. In their mouths, a replica of Billy’s Power Buckle opened. The hero screamed as the energy of his real Power Buckle was drained to each seat. It didn’t take long before all he could do was tap the unbreakable glass. His shouts were increasingly muffled too, barely able to escape the prison and absolutely unhearable by anyone outside.

An energized replica of the Blue Ranger’s Power Buckle was also trapped inside Pineapple’s matching balloon. “You’re always the lame joke, Blue Ranger! Hahahaha!” laughed the clown rabidly as he danced his way across the theme park. “I got funnier things to deal with!”

“This is not good. I think it’s better to morph,” suggested Jason. The others agreed and took out their Power Buckles.

“Mastodon!”

“Pterodactyl!”

“Sabertooth Tiger!”

“Tyrannosaurus!”

“HYAH!” In a flash, four youngsters were replaced by four spandex-clad superheroes. The Rangers brandished their weapons just in case the enemy wanted to ambush them.

But this enemy got a different strategy in mind. Like a balloon in the wind, Pineapple sneaked his way silently between the Rangers. First, he just teased them. He poked the Black Ranger’s helmet and flicked Pink Ranger’s skirt. He then after the big boy himself.

Like the Devil himself, he whispered things to Jason’s helmet. His faint voice sounded more like the squeaking of distant balloons than real words. It was the thing that made it so effective.

The idea was planted. Jason stopped his track and hesitated. “Guys, perhaps we need to split up.”

“Huh?” His teammates were confused.

“No way, Jason. Our strength is in our number. What if that clown wants to take us down one by one?” argued Trini.

“That’s true, but the sun is already low. We gotta find Billy AND beat the monster fast. You also want to save Silvia, right?”

Yes, whispered the balloons to the Yellow Ranger’s helmet. She nodded. “Okay…”

“Are we really splitting up?” asked the still-doubtful Black Ranger.

That annoyed the Red Ranger. “Look, Zack, if you think that you can’t handle-”

“Woaah, hold on there,” cut Zack. “I got this, Bro. I got Mastodon anyway. You guys keep yourselves safe out there.”

Jason nodded. “Will do.”

The four Rangers split and followed different paths that took them to different amusement park rides. Hiding in the shadows, the observing Pineapple grinned with a smile that was too wide for a normal human being. Unknown to the Rangers, he danced his way again to prepare his next plan.

The Pink Ranger arrived at a mirror house. With the Power Bow in her hand, he stepped into the twisting and confusing halls of reflective walls. It took her only seconds to lose her way out. Kimberly tried to move back and returned to where she entered, but the corridors became too puzzling. She was trapped.

Safety first for her. The Pink Ranger reached for her communicator and called her teammates. She got only static. “Dammit!” cursed Kimberly as her eyes inside the Pterodactyl helmet scanned her surroundings.

Around her was an endless collection of mirrors. Some were normal to show her full form while others were cut in weird angles. The sight made her feel uncomfortable.

Her eyes palpated. Her breaths shortened. Her muscles ached for some reason. The Pink Ranger really thought that she needed to get out of there fast. So, she dashed down one of the alleys to find her way out in panic.

But sadly, her short journey ended when Kimberly hit a mirror at a dead end. The impact threw her to the floor so hard that she let go of the Power Bow. Groaning, the gymnast-turned-superhero forced herself back up. Luckily, her weapon was in a safe hand as reflected by the mirror in front of Kimberly.

The girl frowned. That was weird. According to the mirror, she currently held the Power Bow in her hands. According to the reflective surface, she also wore a clown-like ruffle around her neck. When she realized the wrongness of her situation, Kimberly was shot by her own Power Bow.

Grunting with pain and lying helpless on the floor, the Pink Ranger witnessed the entry of another Pink Ranger. This one was deformed to fit her status as a part of the twisted amusement park. Her skirt was pleated. Her boots ended with a curving horn. Her helmet had two round face paint on either side to mimic a clown’s cheeks. It even had a star-studded helmet visor. “Well, hello there, Sis!”

“What are you?” asked the scared Kimberly.

The Pink Clown Ranger put her hands on the waist. “Well, shucks. Don’t you recognize me yet? I’m you, just funnier!” The perverted image of the heroine grabbed Kimberly’s ankle and dragged her toward the mirror. She already threw the Power Bow into the weird dimension inside, out of reach. “We’re gonna have some much playful time once I got you inside. Of course, you will never get out once you’re inside!”

The monstrous twin’s laughter was high-pitched, almost like a combination of a sick person’s voice and rubbery balloons. The Pink Ranger tried to claw the floor, but she was too terrified to resist. She was drowning in despair and fear as one of her legs entered the mirror just like entering mercury. The reflection chuckled, knowing the heroine’s struggle was useless. “Guys, help me! She’s taking me in!” screamed the Pterodactyl warrior.

Her pleas only traveled a short distance inside the labyrinthine house of mirrors. She could feel her thighs enter the reflective surface, then her waist. “Don’t you see, Sis? We’re one of the same! You just don’t know it yet!”

The last of Kimberly’s screams disappeared as the Pink Ranger was completely dragged into the cursed mirror. Inside, she still struggled to escape. From the other side, she hit the surface to no avail while her evil twin danced like a crazy person in the dark background. Her cries and her demon’s chortle muffled.

Then the clown girl grabbed Kimberly’s neck and threw her to the side. She was hurled into the other mirror that was twisted. Trying the get back up, the Ranger felt unimaginable pain as her body followed the reflective surface’s contortion. Her legs, especially her thighs, expanded beyond that of a bodybuilder. Her hands with their fingers ballooned out. But her monstrous twin wasn’t over yet.

Laughing, she dragged the helpless heroine across multiple mirrors. With each, Kimberly’s body was bent and crooked to follow the deformities. The Pink Ranger could feel her mind slipping away when was tormented inside a mirror that made his head bloated. “Please…,” begged her in despair.

“Papa Pineapple thought that all clown girls are submissive, but I managed to change his mind. Don’t worry, Sis. We’ll show those boys that we can be as badass as they are. You and I will work together to be the heaviest clown there is.”

The clown girl hit Kimberly’s groin with her knee. With a similar attack, she shoved her to the last mirror. The evil figure didn’t waste time forcing the Pink Ranger to get back up. Strangely, Kimberly couldn’t collapse no matter how tired she felt there. Something inside the mirror was holding her body.

The Pink Ranger’s body had grown so big that touching her own head was impossible. Like a big balloon, she was wobbling. Just a slight bump from the Clown Ranger’s rear was enough to send her tumbling down. “You look so silly. I love it!” shouted the aroused evil twin. “It makes me wanna… wanna… Well, let’s just start with a simple kiss.”

The clown girl opened her mouth and extended her shiny serpentine tongue. The two French-kissed each other. For Kimberly, it was a torment as her enemy’s tongue explored deep into her throat. She tried to vomit, but her air passage was blocked by the slimy serpentine organ. Then, the Clown Ranger vomited.

She vomited while kept on kissing Kimberly. The helmet couldn’t protect the Ranger anymore as she could feel the warm ooze easily flow down her mouth and into her stomach. Its smell was beyond the worst thing she could even imagine. “More, more, more! I want more of you, Sis!”

The muffled Kimberly could only watch in horror as her body inflated in an almost comical way. Her toned muscles were exaggerated into an extreme bodybuilder-like physique. Her Power Belt was torn due to the size, as was with her skirt and boots. Eventually, the poor Pink Ranger looked like the She-Hulk in a pink zentai suit with a helmet.

The Pink Clown Ranger adored Kimberly’s new look. “That. Is. So. Epic! We’re gonna be the best clown duo in this park!” But then, she noticed something was missing.

The evil twin held Kimberly’s waist from behind and aligned her victim to suit the crooked mirror. The mentally drained Pink Ranger moaned in ecstasy as the reflection deformed her crotch into a fat baton between her legs. She could feel her mind being slowly sucked by the agonizing warp. Then, she couldn’t think anymore.

Kimberly Ann Hart drooled inside her helmet. “Muscle… Muscle… Muscle…!”

“That’s right, Sis! Muscle!” replied the excited Pink Clown Ranger as she flexed her mediocre biceps. That being said, the doppelganger’s waist was now adorned by the original Power Buckle that glowed pulsating. Behind her, the corrupted Kimberly followed suit with her own massive, disproportionately large muscles. The clown girl giggled again. “Or should I say ‘Bro’?”

The evil reflection that climbed onto the Pink Ranger’s shoulder. The two hammered their way out of the mirror and destroyed the hallway toward the exit.

The Yellow Ranger was carefully threading her way toward the second ride: the house of contortion. “Ugh, don’t like the sound of that,” commented the wary Trini.

“But you’ll love it!” squeaked the clown girl who had Kimberly as her muscular slave. The former Pink Ranger simply bull-charged Yellow into the entrance. The door shut behind her and trapping her inside.

Trini groaned in pain. She forced herself to stand up even with aching muscles. “Was that Kimberly…” mumbled the heroine. She didn’t want to know.

With stiffened legs, she explored deeper into the dark hallway of the ride house. Just for precaution, she held both Power Daggers in her grip. Their sharp blades reflected the dim lights. They also reflected the shady figure that observed Trini’s movement.

She abruptly turned around. She felt that someone was watching her. The place gave her the creeps. “I wish I was at the park rather than this place.”

At the end of the long hallway, she saw someone running past her. Someone short with long hair. “Sylvia?”

The Yellow Ranger rushed out. She stopped when the corridor ended in a large room. She didn’t find her cousin. She instead found a horrid torture device. Someone who was unlucky enough to be placed on the X-shaped platform would be tied into the form-fitting cages and contraptions and be prevented from moving. There’s even a small cage to hold the head in place.

“Hi!” greeted the voice that made Trini turn. She gasped when saw a figure of smaller stature approaching her. It had features reminiscent of the Yellow Ranger’s cousin, but there was something inherently wrong with her.

The latex cocoon that covered her entire body was a starter. It was Pineapple’s doing with that cursed magic dust! But the girl in front of the heroine looked worse than she remembered. She was wearing a thick gas mask with a long hose that seemingly ended on her groin. “Do you miss me?”

“Sylvia, what are you doing here? We got to get out of here!” replied the concerned Yellow Ranger.

“Sylvia? Are you drunk? Can’t you recognize me?” The young girl removed her mask.

Trini was shocked to see her face. She was someone dear to her. Someone she knew all her life. The girl in latex was her younger self. “No…”

“Your denial only shows how better I am than you!” The latex girl spun-kicked the Yellow Ranger into tumbling backward. The X platform did a perfect catch as Trini struggled to free herself from the metallic clutches.

“Let me go!” grunted the sabretooth tiger spandex warrior, but her struggle had been in futile. None of her resistance worked. She tried to pull herself out, but the locks were too strong. “Let me go at once, Trini!”

“So, you DO remember?” giggled the girl in latex. Her gas mask was back in place. “We can start playing then.”

“Throw everything you have. I will never abandon my identity as a Power Ranger!” shouted Trini with defiance.

But the little girl simply clicked her tongue. “Look at you talking about abandonment. Wasn’t you the one who abandoned me before? Abandoned your dreams and deepest desires to be a latex slut?”

The Yellow Ranger shook her helmet. It was a preposterous idea, but the House of Torture had its way to entering its victim’s mind. “No, no, it’s not true. I never had a dream to be in tight latex!”

“How long are you planning to deny your true self, Trini? Don’t you want to just give up like me?” The young girl stroked her gas mask hose from top to bottom. Watching it, Trini blushed. Her mouth went agape as the sight was too much for her increasingly-debilitated mind. The beauty of the suffocating black latex was truly divine.

“No… No, I won’t…”

The girl put her finger on her gas mask chin before giggling. “It never hurts to try.”

From the dark ceiling, something slapped at the Yellow Ranger’s helmet. Trini suddenly couldn’t see anything as a latex strap locked itself onto her visor glass. It made her fight more violent. “I gotta get free of this thing!”

Trini’s struggle seemed to work. In her blindness, she could hear the rattling sounds of the fragile metals. With each swing of her arms, the Yellow Ranger could feel herself getting more space. She was worried that her adversary would fix the situation, so she acted more.

Then, the Yellow Ranger broke free. Trini now could move her arms freely. Just a simple kick also released her legs from the bondage. With staggering steps, she stood up. “Haha, no bondage could hold the sabretooth tiger!” exclaimed her in excitement.

The first thing she did was removed the blindfold. Or so, she tried to. The metallic sounds came back just when her movement to reach the helmet was cut short. She could move her fingers closer. “What the hell?!”

She then took more steps forward. The metallic sounds followed her. She then realized what happened. “No, this can’t be…”

“What’s wrong, Yellow Ranger? Aren’t you free yet?” mocked the girl in latex.

In truth, Trini had indeed removed herself from the X-shaped platform, but not the metal cages. Her body became her prison as the metallic confinement stayed with her spandex suit and restricted her movement. She couldn’t touch her helmet or any other part of her body. She couldn’t bend down to reach the discarded Power Daggers. The Sabretooth Tiger Ranger could only walk awkwardly with any sense of direction. “I… I have to escape…” moaned the desperate Trini.

She tried to run faster, but only bumped into a solid wall. Her heroic confidence was chipped away by the girl’s condescending laughter. “Don’t laugh!”

The emotion only encouraged the twisted girl. “How can I not laugh as your mighty idiot stunts, Trini?”

“My friends… My friends will come for me…”

“You need your friends to save you? How pathetic!”

Inside the helmet, Trini blushed. The mocking was hurtful, but she also wanted more. She knew she deserved it. “Is that all you can throw at me?”

“What makes you think you are worthy to get more? Your little kitty paws can’t catch anything!”

As the Yellow Ranger continued her clumsy walk around the torture chamber, more of her heroic mind was drained by the girl. Trini eventually couldn’t notice that her words became inaudible as the next step of her confinement began. A hose, similar to the one with the girl attached itself to her mouthguard. A big air tank dropped from the ceiling and attached itself to the heroine’s back as the end of the tubing.

“You don’t even deserve to be a girl, Trini!”

The gas dissipated what was left of Trini Kwan’s heroism. Her eyes pulled up into whiteness by ecstasy. But it did more than that as her spandex suit slowly deformed into a shinier latex version. It shrunk to hug her body even more. Her body itself grew like a balloon.

Just like every other part of the Yellow Ranger’s body that got disfigured to suit her new masculine identity, something grew between her crotch. To welcome it, the air tank extended another hose that went across the butt and latched its fat glass tube component to the ballooning baton. As if the humiliation of being turned into a male circus slave in a metallic form-fitting cage was not enough, the latex girl ripped apart the Yellow Ranger’s Power Belt and put the Power Buckle on the blindfold. All Trini could do in response was gurgle senselessly.

“There, looks like you’re ready to help us now!” said the girl in the gas mask. A circus cannon was brought into the torture chamber. The metallic frames that held the Yellow Ranger in place moved on their own to accommodate it. Trini’s legs were made spread out like an O so that the cannon could be placed below her baton. As his muscles expanded beyond that of a powerlifter, the former heroine was transformed into a burly human cannon.

“Let’s try it!” blurted the latex girl as she climbed on Trini’s gas tank. The muscular corrupted Ranger burst out of the House of Torture. Before her was the Red Ranger. She no longer recognized her.

The latex girl lit up the comical fuse behind the cannon. A massive steel ball was launched to impact the unsuspecting Tyrannoranger. The team captain was sent hurtling into the House of Clowns ride. The disembodied maniacal laughter of Pineapple could be heard as the next step of corruption continued.