Somehow the beam hit one of you

As you slipped the remote fired an extra beam off, bouncing off a cars mirror as it drove by, and hit Zoe directly in the chest.

“Bum” she said, not being mature enough to swear, just before you shrugged and hit the random button.

Thankfully, Zoe was still holding onto the remote this time.

The only worrying thing, for you, however was that if it affected her body, it was actually your body being changed. You only hoped that it didnt cause too much of an issue, you weren’t the biggest fan of you body to begin with.

You did, however, instantly spot that the daughter and father had swapped outfits. The daughter looked odd now, her huge braless breasts swaying underneath her oversized flannel top she was now wearing, although she left a few buttons undone to try and show off cleavage. Her father looked disgusting though, his old arse begin shown off in what was previously his daughters booty shorts.

“Disgusting” you commented.

Next you looked at the son, he didn’t look any different physically but he now walked with a more feminine gait, his hips swaying in an alluring way, having swapped his walking style and mannerisms with his mother, who now walked along with more of a slouch than before.

Zoe's change was a bit more difficult to spot instantly, her arse was different. Well, it was actually your arse. It looked more feminine now, having been swapped with the mother of the family. Thankfully it wasn’t a huge arse, and it actually looked quite nice.

“Like what changed with me?” Zoe asked, “I feel same”

“Your bum” you said, “Its not the mothers.”

“Wait but this is yours” Zoe said, “Hahaha you now have a girls bum”

As she laughed she hit you slightly in the arm, and took the remote from you.

“My turn now” she said, firing off two shots at random.

“Wait!” You shouted, “I won’t know what happened I’m not touching it”

“Huh?” Zoe said, pressing the random button again.

Thankfully she didnt hit you, not that you would even know.

“What happened?” You asked

“Like I dont know” she said, “Boring.”

What actually happened was she hit the family again, swapping the mother and daughters relationships. Now, the daughter was actually the mother of the family, though still looking extremely young, and the mother was now the young daughter. They simply blamed genetics as to why one aged quicker than the other.

“Dont do that again” you told her off, “Now. Give it back.”

“No” she said, “your turn.”

She fired a beam off hitting you directly in the chest, and fairest another beam off at another friend who was walking past the park. Hitting a random button.

“I wont know!” You yelled, but too late.