Not without some significant hiccups.

John took a step back, steeled himself, readied himself for some rapid reloading, and began.

The first blast from the Bimbo Ray with the same Erotic Elf Energizer and Stepford Ray upgrades in it. A blast of pink energy, streaked with red and leafy green. Somehow John felt that this beam felt more 'right' than the one he hit Alex with before.

As soon as the light show ended, John's hands moved with all the speed of a seasoned gamer, popping the two cartridges loose while tilting the gun back. He had the cartridges clear of the ray gun and let them fall slightly to the table as he grabbed the next two cartridges, the Gamer Girl Ray and the Bimbo Breeding Booster! He swiftly slammed the two into the gun, hearing the swiftly becoming more familiar 'click' of the two upgrades locking in. Looking over, Alex was starting to undulate on the bed as her body was still being overwhelmed by the new waves of vitality sweeping through her body.

He took a brief moment to aim, and then pulled the trigger for the second shot. The blast unleashed from the gun was just as strong as the first, bright pink but streaked with pearlescent white and a combination of neon blue and green.

The small motions that were going through Alex got stronger as she absorbed the second hit. John put the gun down and watched his friend shift before him on his bed.

John snapped himself out of his small fugue and reached to release the second set of cartridges so he could get the third shot ready.

After fumbling a little, John managed to to get the Erotic Elf Energizer and Stepford ray back in the gun, flicked the power down to 3, and pulled the trigger again.

This blast was just like the first one, but was slightly less bright as before. The third beam comprised of bright pink streaked with red and leafy green hit his friend and she started to writhe on his bed. Panicking a little, John reached up and fouled the release of the cartridges. Just the Erotic Elf Energizer popped out and came out of the gun.

John stopped for a brief moment to wonder if he should hit Alex with something else he'd wanted to add to the list of blasts as he flicked the power level to 4. He had thought about hitting her with the Ethnic Bimbo Booster! as well just to see if it would enhance her elf like appearance or her normal human ethnic qualities more.

He was already kinda hitting her with a lot already. Maybe he should put in the Bimbo Breeding Booster too, Alex would have had more than enough IQ boosts so far, she could miss a few points for him. Even her mind out a bit.

As John was stuck in a sudden moment of indecision as his hands hovered over which cartridge to grab next, the door to his room burst open.

"Mom wants to know if your nerdy girlfriend is staying for dinner!?!" Chloe shouted at him as she stepped into the room.

John's brain went all out frantic as he tried to process the new situation. Instead of saying anything, his hand flew out and snatched a cartridge from his desk, slammed it into the gun's empty chamber. John swung the gun to face the intruder, and pulled the trigger.

A blast of pink with streaks of red and brown flew out and blasted his sister full on in the face right as she was approaching Alex on the bed, about to say something.

Or maybe she was in the middle of saying something, John couldn't tell.

Adrenalin was coursing through him as he then figured the worst he flew into motion. John stopped thinking and went with whatever he'd thought of last.

John's hands scrambled at the side of his gun for what felt like forever until he popped the cartridges free.

With shaky hands John managed to grab the last two cartridges he was going to use. Neither the Bimbo Boobie Balancer or Normalizer were supposed to be dangerous and would make it so no one realized what he'd done.

John slapped both of the final cartridges in, hearing them both 'click' home. He flicked the power level to 5 and snapped off two blasts into his two victims.

The beams of pink that came out of the gun looked weird besides being the brightest he'd ever seen. Apparently the Bimbo Boobie Balancer caused streaks of a pulsing slightly different pink to flow through, but that wasn't the weirder part. It was also streaked with... gaps of nothing, edged in gray. Like those streaks of gray were turning the beam invisible in those streaks. Something odd to see as the blast disappeared into his friend and sister's still morphing bodies.

Alex's shaking that had mostly calmed resumed and got even stronger, turning into what John had seen in some movies as to what full body seizures kind of looked like.

Chloe was standing unsteadily and brought a hand down to the bedpost that she'd managed to stumble to as small waves seemed to sweep through her body.

John hastily remembered how Chloe had gotten here and flew towards the door. He almost slammed it close, but stopped at the last moment. Silently pushing the door closed to try and not make the situation any worse with his mom or dad trying to come up and see what the situation was about. That would be terrible.

John turned back to the two he'd blasted to try and see what was happening as a long, melodious, sensual moan filled the room.

Alex was still having what looked to be a mild seizure on his bed as the transformation wracked through her, his sheets were looking rather shredded from the look of it. While he saw that her skin had already morphed from "desert traveler dry" into smooth, unblemished, perfect skin, he couldn't see much of her face as her hair had regrown in ****. Her new hair was much lighter, near a platinum blonde without becoming completely white. He couldn't see her face, but her body.

Oh her body was... distracting. John stared in abject wonder for a moment as he took in a brief moment where Alex arched her back and John saw that Alex's previously baggy sweatshirt was now stretching to accommodate some seriously massive tits that were now pulling her sweatshirt up. From what her raised sweatshirt revealed was a taut, toned, thin stomach and waist that seemed to disappear into some jeans that looked to be-

A loud cacophony of noise echoed through the room as Alex's jeans shredded themselves as long, strong, smooth legs overwhelmed the denim materials.

John suddenly rather understood the 'torn jeans' look, though the remains of Alex's jeans were probably barely enough to make some short short daisy dukes.

John's attention was suddenly distracted from the swelling embodiment of sex on his bed when another lurid moan filled the room.

Tearing his eyes off his friend, John's eyes landed on his sister.

His previously bratty, un-sexy, immature, annoying sister.

Chloe's chest was easily the most noticeable, her chest having gone rapidly through sizes, going from barely there bumps to a chest that was currently turning her t-shirt into something barely decent. He heard some more creaking of strained clothes as he saw his wobbling sister's shorts tear and rip a little as her hips and ass started to overwhelm them, thankfully not as explosively as Alex's pants had died. Chloe's hair had grown a few inches and had lightened from her natural light brown to a dirty blonde. Somehow his little sister, from the look on her face was discovering whole new realms of pleasure that he really didn't know he should feel comfortable seeing her discover, as he heard her moan again as she reached up with her spare hand and cup her now heavier chest.

John felt a whole kaleidoscope of different emotions, he really shouldn't be perving on his little sister, but... would anyone blame him?

Another, moan poured forth from his bed and John's eyes were torn over to Alex's still prone form. Thankfully she'd stopped shaking and now was propping herself up with her elbows. That was as far as John got as his eyes got lost in the enchanting pools of half brown, half green smiling eyes of his friend as they bored into his soul.

"Hello, John." came from somewhere below those eyes, but John for the life of himself couldn't bring himself to look away to see where. It sounded like if Alex's normal voice but had somehow gained a deep rich, musical, yet sensual lilt to it.

John's brain was locked up as it wanted to dive into the sensual promises that voice gave with just two words. But the last vestiges of his logical brain were still screaming in his brain. Things had gotten infinitely more complex in the last minute, and he needed know how screwed he was before he could do anything like stepping away from the gun that was still locked in his hand.