All three, eventually

You wander off to the bathroom, your bladder having decided for you. Draining your deflating dick, you realize you've never really been satisfied with how big you are and as you've gotten older, you don't 'rise to the occasion' nearly as quickly or as frequently.

Not that this had been an issue, given your home life, but with Ellen and Wanda's recent change of attitude, changing your size and stamina was practically an act of charity!

You take a look at yourself in the mirror. You look...bedraggled. Granted you've just had more vigorous sex than you've had in, well, ever, but the years have not been kind to you. You can fix that now...

A few minutes later and the bags beneath your eyes are gone as is the grey that had invaded your hair. Your muscles bulge like you go to the gym. You have a six pack. And a dick the size of a baby's arm dangles between your legs.

You grin evilly at your reinvigorated reflection. No one will be getting much sleep in the house tonight.

You go back to Wanda. Your teenaged mother in law is hot, but you can make her hotter. She sits their with a dumb look on her face. You decide to enhance that. You use the remote to make her eyes bigger, wider and bluer. You make her lips bee-stung. You change her hair from a natural red to a fire-engine red.

And then you turn your attention to her figure. He gave her a pair of tits that would best be characterized as 'ridiculous' and a massive, round ass and tucked in her waist.

"Wanda, you look like a bimbo," you comment.

Your frozen mother in law doesn't disagree. Of course, she may if you unpause her. But you can fix that...

A few tweaks later and you unpause her. She blinks her unnaturally big blue eyes in confusion, then smiles hugely when she sees you.

"Oh Hi Bill!" she says in a high-pitched dumb-as-a-brick voice. "What was we talkin' 'bout?"

"We were just thinking we should go visit your big sister, Wanda," you tell her.

"OK!" She exclaims, then giggles and hops up on her feet and jiggles frenetically.

Her wide eyes get wider as she looks down and grabs her massive melons.

"My titties! They got big!" She exclaimed.

"Yep," you say. "I gave those to you. Do you like them?"

"OMG!" She exclaims. "They're awesome!"

She scampers over towards you and crushes her new jugs against you as she covers you in grateful kisses. You enjoy the attention for a bit, then grab hold of her new big ass and drive the bimbo towards the daughter she thinks of as a sister.

Ellen is still paused with an incensed expression and naked with your jizz on her 23-year old tits. To think you found them impressive an hour earlier.

"Hi Ellen!" Wanda exclaimed "Look what Bill did to my titties!"

When your wife doesn't respond, your confused mother in law attempts to clarify.

"He made them bigger!" She says, hefting them. "See?"

"Let me, Bimbo," you say, slapping her ass and and unpausing Ellen.

"I can't beleive you would even..." Ellen continues, then stops, confused as to why you aren't where she was yelling at you a second before, from her perspective.

But when she finds you, she finds Wanda, and her rant dies in her throat.

"Wha... Who... How..." She stammers.

Then a dark expression takes over.

"Who the hell is this?" She demands, getting up and grabbing her discarded pajama top to cover herself.

"This is Wanda, babe!" You tell her. "I told you I was going to invite her to join us. But I fixed her up a bit first."

"He gave me big titties!" Your bimbofied mother in law says proudly.

"I don't know what the fuck you're playing at, Bill, but you and this bimbo are going to put on clothes and get out of this house right now!" Ellen dictates.

"Well that's not fair," you say. "It's my house too and you're the one who insisted Wanda move in in the first place!"

"That is not my mother!" Ellen roars.

Her mother giggles.

"Of course not, Silly! " she says. "I'm your baby sister! Your baby bimbo sister!"

"This is absurd!" Ellen observes.

"No, you just don't have all the information you need to know what's going on," you tell her. "And you're probably jealous that I gave Wanda bigger titties than you. But I can fix that!"

You point the remote, having already queued up what you wanted to do with it. Ellen's breasts begin to swell.

"What are you....what? Bill! Bill, stop that!" She demands, as she clutches at her growing gazongas, trying to push them back to their previous size to no avail as 'little sister' squeals and claps.

"Now now, baby," you tease. "I know you're mad I didn't use my toy to give you bigger titties first, but I'll make up for it in volume!"

"It's that thing you had earlier!" Ellen exclaims, finally realizing the obvious. "Give me that!"

She lunges for the Reality Remote but is unaccustomed to the bulky boobs and they set her off balance. You easily side step her as she collides with Wanda and you keep the remote trained on her as her tits go past 'porn star', past 'freak show' all the way to 'physical disability' as Ellen finds herself on her knees with tits like yoga balls on the floor, unable to get back up.

"Oh goodness!" You exclaim. "I may have gone too far! You ok there, honey?"

Wanda giggles at her incapacitated sister/daughter. Ellen roars in frustration and embarrassment.

You wonder what you should do to her next...