I could be my own niece

Harold looked at his reflection in the mirror and smiled, watching as the young woman returned the smile with her bright eyes and a shake of her brown hair. Everything about her screamed youth and, from his perspective, it was rather surprising that the extra feature he had requested, an age regression component, had shown what he would've looked like as a younger woman. He managed to take his eyes off long enough to pick up the included phone and snapped several facial portraits and sent it off to XChange. "Damn, I look cute!" he whispered, laughing a bit at the high pitched noise coming from his mouth.

"How are things going there?" came Annabeth's voice from the other room, though it was much deeper and more masculine than she usually sounded.

Harold finished making sure the pictures were sent before he placed the phone down on the bed. "It's about done." He took one last look at his reflection, thinking he looked a bit like his older sister, Janice, or even his younger sister, Bethany, but neither really had the same facial features that he had. Definitely they were not as busty as he now was, either, as he hopped up and down to see the breasts on his body bob up and down. With a smile, he walked out of the room and made his way to the bedroom. "You done in there?"

"Yeah, I think so."

Harold turned the knob and opened the door. "Oh my..."