Nope

Thankfully it landed on its back and didnt actually make any swaps, not that you would have noticed.

“Lucky” you said. Rebecca giggled silently to herself, still not used to hearing you talk with a female voice. Even though you were both talking the entire journey up.

“Have i ever said how sexy your arse is” Rebecca asked.

“Many times” you replied, giving a mini twirl, “and how many times have i asked you to slow down. My legs are tiny i cant keep up with you!” you said, following after Rebecca as she walked to a table tosit down for dinner.

Sitting down at the table, you sat with a perfectly straight back, your legs crossed femininely under the table, and you pushed your chest out a bit. Perfect posture. Next to you though, Rebecca slouched. Her DD cup tits almost resting on the table, jiggling slightly as she was not wearing a bra.

“One more change” she said, pointing to Nina and Francesca. “Swap their clothing around.”

Francesca was a very thin girl, small A cup breasts, short black hair and was very tall at 6 foot 3. She is currently wearing a pair of very tight jeans, and a thin crop top.

Nina was also a thin girl, but only 5 foot 4 tall, and also had small A cup breasts. She, however, was wearing a long black skirt which reached the floor, and a boring, but fluffy, blue jumper. You did the swap and, though it wasnt as funny as the others, enjoyed seeing Francesca dressed surprisingly conservatively, and Nina showing off her belly.

“My turn” you said, “Tamara needs a change.” You aimed at her and at a random person walking past on the road outside, and pressed random.

Tamara is a very tall girl, but not as thin as Francesca. She has curves in all the right places, a nice arse matched with a pair of 32G cup breasts which were always shown off perfectly. Right now, however, she was wearing a jumper. Tamara had long straight black hair, which was now a mess of sexy, curly, ginger hair. Her accent was a strong irish one, which many men seemed to enjoy, mixed with her flirty attitude.

You had swapped their race. The passer by was obviously Irish before, and now they were British. While Tamara was now a sexy Irish lass.

“Brilliant” Rebecca said, readjusting her hair. She had almost forgotten it wasnt originally hers, but she wasnt going to tell you that. You watched as she also readjusted herself in the chair, her huge arse overflowing it slightly.