Just grab it!

Though his brain is feeling a little foggy, John realizes the Bimbo Ray is too powerful to leave in the hands of his mean, tomboy sister... err, his bubbly, selfie-obsessed sister? Either way, Jennifer has his phone and knows that he was jacking off to **** porn, so he's hoping that a little Level 1 zap might make her a little more agreeable, like it did with Chloe. Then he can convince her to give it back and forget all about this. Hell, it might cheer her up a little. If he doesn't do it, she might even tell their parents and that's not a conversation John is eager to have.

John reaches his hand out toward the Bimbo Ray, still thinking of his sister. Maybe he could give her a Level 3? Or 4? Maybe make some of the fantasies inspired by those videos come true... How much bigger would her tits get with a few blasts of the Ray? It sure would be nice to look down and see her slobbering over his cock, maybe call Chloe over to join in, maybe call that neighbor guy who plays for the basketball team so John and his sisters can all get their lips around a nice, hard--

Distracted by his horny fantasies, John's hand slips and knocks the Bimbo Ray to the floor with a clatter. Chloe immediately turns and spots him, her selfie duckface turning into a big smile.

"Johnny! Thank you sooo much for letting me play with your toy. I, like, don't know what it did to me, but look how cute I am!" Chloe shows John her phone screen and the dozens of selfies she's taken.

John recognizes that he could just _look at her _and see how she looks without needing to see her selfies, but the fact that Chloe doesn't get it means the IQ-draining effect of the Bimbo Ray is working on her. He hates to admit it, but it's damn hot. Lucky for him, he'll get to experience it soon enough:

Chloe aims the Bimbo Ray at him again, a big smile on her luscious pink lips.

"I have to showww you, big brother! It's, like, so fun to be this cute! I'm so happy you gave me this toy!"

Again, John pointlessly raises his hands to block the ray, and Chloe shoots him in with the Level 3 pink beam right in the chest. John falls back onto the floor as Chloe giggles. "I fell down too! This part's fun, big brother."

John moans on the floor as he feels his body change, the moans becoming louder and more feminine with each passing moment. His facial features and skin soften further, becoming distinctly feminine and more attractive as his eyelashes grow and his lips plump up even further. His hair grows down to his shoulders, becoming lighter and more blonde in the process. His small breasts grow several sizes, swelling under his shirt into respectable C-cups that will now be much more difficult to hide (his nipples, now even more sensitive than before, also visibly poke into the fabric of his shirt).

John's stomach becomes tighter and more toned to go along with his waist being cinched in, with his hips widening and filling out his once loose-fitting shorts. His legs become longer and more slender, not to mention completely hairless, and his toenails morph into a perfect and permanent pedicure, complete with hot pink toenail polish. Last but not least, John's already shrunken cock shrinks further, disappearing into the new folds of his pink, tight pussy. He is no longer a man.

Suddenly the changes, and John's moaning, stop. He, or rather she, sits up, feeling the sensation of the "brain fog" becoming more pronounced. It's harder to focus, and she's having a hard time remember why she needed the Bimbo Ray back from Chloe so desperately.

John hears the click of his sister's phone as she takes a photo.

"Oh my gawwwd, Johnny. You look SO CUTE, just like me!" Chloe shows John the photo: Chloe is smiling, her hair and face looking perfect, but John looks a little frazzled, his hair messy and his lips hanging open in a dopey expression. Other than that, the two look very similar. They could be sisters... and, in fact, they are now.

"That's... me?" John says in a fully feminine voice, raising her hands to her lips and feeling the changes to her face.

"Uh-huh! And now, like, the whole world is going to meet the beautiful new you!" Chloe starts tapping on her phone again.

"Nooo! You can't let anyone see me like that! My hair is totally messed up and my mouth open? I look like a slut!" John feels a rush of confusing feelings.

"That's the ideaaaa, dummy! We're going to get, like, hot guys to come over." Chloe smiles, knowingly.

"They... are?" John feels a weird sensation between his legs. A warmth.

"Mmmmhmmm. Oh! But I can't, like, say you're my big brother Johnny, right?" Chloe furrows her brow and puts a finger on her chin, like someone in a cartoon trying very hard to think. "OH, you're, like, my sister... You can be Sissy! That's a good name for a sister." Chloe quickly starts typing something on her phone. Her ability to text and take selfies seems completely unaffected by the Bimbo Ray.

Meanwhile, Jennifer hears a whole lot of laughing and moaning and giggling going on in the other room...