Not everything goes according to plan.

You watched with pride as your husband took the twins to the processing center. Freddy to be changed and Luke to watch. Being she was already female, the transformation would be quicker and simplier than what had happened to you. You smiled as you went back inside and began to cook a beautifl dinner for your family when the phone rang.

"Hello, This is..." You began to say.

"Bethany, it's Dante."

"Hello Mr. Dante, how are..."

"Bethany, we don't have time. You... you need to come down to the center. Something happened. you need to get down here as quick as you can."

You turned off the burners and rushed out the door. Mr. Dante sounded emotional... something must have happened to Freddy...

As you entered the center, Dante was waiting for you.

"Is my daughter alright?" You asked. She might have had an allergic reaction to the transformation process as far as you knew.

"Freddy is fine. Her change into a housewife was a complete success... it... It's about your husband and son..."

He lead you into the processing center's inner workings. In front of you was a control console. Beyond, through a window, a large, familiar bed with your daughter lying on it.

"Freddy is currently undergoing the mental reconfiguration phase of the process. The problem is over there.

He pointed at another figure lying on the floor. They were wearing your husband's clothes, but they were a young woman.

"Is that..."

"Your Husband? yes..." Dante said. "While he was prepping Freddy... Junior had a case of 'big red button'-itis and triggered the transformation process while his father was still in the room. the door is locked until the cycle completes.