Distraction!

Their parents eyes burned into the girl's souls. Claire just knew that Mia would break if this went on. "Well, would you look at that, another card."

She snatched it out of the box. After all, it was pointing at her. "Either gain your ideal outfit or gain your mom's ideal outfit for you." She paused and appealed to the room. "Well, that's a fun one huh? I mean, I know what I would like to wear."

"Claire Bear, we are not just moving on. Your father and I need to know what happened last night."

The silence that followed was deafening. Claire could tell that Mia was going to say something so she butted in. "Can we just say that some fucked up stuff happened last night and leave it at that!? Like... stuff I would rather forget and never bring up again. Besides, we have to hurry and do what the box wants or worse things could happen." Claire deflects.

They weren't buying it. They both turn their sights in Mia. "Mia, were you naked together?" Mom asks.

She nods and Ryan throws his hands up. Claire covers her face.

"Did you touch each other's privates?" Again she nods and the parent's faces turn serious.

"Did you have sex?" Her mother prodded, not really wanting the answer, but having to know what her sweet girl did, desperately hoping that her worst fears hadn't come true.

Mia doesn't want to answer. Everything within her screams to shake her head no. Just lie. She stares at her brother and then her sister, hoping for some escape, but as she does, Claire's outfit starts to change.

"Oh..." exclaimed Claire as her outfit started to change, almost like the inverse of the card evaporating into the air. A blazer and pressed dress shirt formed over her shoulders and traveled down, swapping her pjs for a pair of feminine pleated work slacks, finally ending in high heels. Claire glanced over her body. "Well, this wouldn't be my first choice... I look like a substitute teacher."

"I think you look nice." Said mom, defending her stylistic perspective.

"Yeah, if I'm going to model for a stock photo shoot for 'woman in the workplace'." Claire mocked playfully. She glanced at mom, with some side eye. "So, do you believe me about the box now?"

"Yes, honey, but that is what your father and I want to know more about. What have we gotten into?" She glanced at dad. "...and what sorts of things we need to be aware of that may or may not have already happened." Mom tiptoed around the topic.

"Did you do stupid shit?" Dad said bluntly.

"Ryan always does stupid shit." Claire mocked. "So, yeah probably! But... I was being responsible and looking after these two... okay!?" Claire hoped to alleviate some concern. "Can we just leave it at that? Please?" Claire begged, hoping her appeal to her own responsible behavior would be enough to satiate her parent's concerns.

The two parents shared a look, not fully happy with the description, but not willing to press too much into their children's behaviors now that they were adults. They knew they could, but felt the ticking time bomb of the box before them.

"Fine. We'll drop it." Dad commanded. "But, seriously, what are we in for?"

"The fuck if I know," Said Ryan. "But it will definitely be a bit pervy."

"Language." Mom reminded. "Are we talking R...?" She paused, waiting for a response. "****-17!?"

The siblings nodded and started to sweat.

"Like things in holes?" Mom gasped. "Kids... why did you do this? Is this dangerous!?" She worried even more, holding dad's hand for safety and comfort.

"Well, dad started it and Claire didn't have a choice!" Mia piped up.

"Also, it can be dangerous. Mia nearly suffocated." Ryan said.

"Ohmygod how!" Asked mom, holding out another hand to her baby girl to protect her.

The box dinged, pointing at Ryan as he picked up the card. "Look, we can talk about this after... okay?" He read it aloud, "Either your gender changes when you sneeze or gain the sniffing sensibilities of a dog." He waggled his eyebrows at the concepts.

"Hah! I know that look." Laughed Claire.

"Young man!" Chided mom.

"So, what? I bet you would have preferred another daughter... Honestly though, I'd be fine with either. I like my parts..." He said, emphasizing the last word then continued. "...but transformation gives you the best of both worlds."

Claire and Mia rolled their eyes. "Spoken like a true perv."

"Sounds a little gay." Said dad.

"Well, that's dumb." Said Ryan, spelling it out. "It's not gay if you're a woman. You'd just be a woman. And when you are a guy you are a guy.

Dad paused unconvinced. "So... you want to have sex with men...?"

"No! I never said that. You can do other things besides penetration dad. I know you and mom are old fogies that probably just do missionary, but there are other things you can do."

The girls laughed, more so at Ryan's perv-brained attempts to educate their dad then anything else.

"I don't know... still sounds a bit gay."

"Well, women can finger themselves and I think that could be fun to try."

Mom rolled her eyes too at this point. "Oh my god, Ryan. You really are pervy." This elicited a chuckle from the girls that punctuated the moment as the card disappeared. The whole gang paused to wonder what had happened as Ryan sniffed at the air.