Set Up

Back home to a strange car out front, Megan must have a new client over, but no sign of the Barbiemobile yet. They must be doing some serious practice today, good. Once inside I found Molly in the kitchen. "Hey mom, how's your day going?" I knew she was probably just recently up, and still in just her bathrobe.

Looking up from the frying pan she raised a brow at me. "Well looks like you were up early today. I was doing great until your sister's grunts from the studio woke me up. You want something to eat?" That's mom, foul mood, but still offering food. I think she considered cooking therapeutic or something.

"I grabbed something while I was out, today was a really good day, but I can always eat. Oh I got rent already."

She looked impressed and actually smiled. "Must have been a really good day indeed. You can have this when I'm done and I'll make another for myself."

The omelette certainly smelled damn good. "I'll just go put stuff away and be right back down." I turned and ran up stairs, not wanting to make her wait and ruin her being nice for once. I did spend the time to put most of the cash in my chest though.

I came back down to a plate set for me while she worked on her own eggs. I set the money I'd brought for her down on the counter and dug in, it was delicious as always. When she sat down I reached over to slide the money across to her and she picked it up. As she counted it she raised a eyebrow at me realizing I'd put in extra. "A very good day indeed it would seem."

"One of the watches I repaired turned out to be a rare Rolex. It's no salvage diving, but occasionally I find good stuff."

Molly sighed. "Victor, what your father did was incredibly dangerous. It cost him his life. If you just applied yourself you could find something better to do with yours."

This old argument again. I got up to take my plate to the sink. "And I'm going to do that working a dead end job? You're paying for Katherine to go to college."

"Katherine got a scholarship! Her cheerleading is paying for her marketing degree. She's doing something with her life, while Megan works out and you play with trash."

There was no point rehashing this, certainly not now I had the Alterscope, so I just left the room. Still I found myself muttering under my breath. "I'm going to make something of my life, and I might make something of you too..."

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Back in my room I had time to kill and a burning curiosity. I'd already used two of the Alterscope's functions, and while I had no plans to use the third I had less than a week to figure out something new if I was going to keep it. Working with the ones I knew wouldn't be a bad place to start. The trigger button wasn't a simple switch, you had to hold and release it. I'd done some repair work on old cameras and some had something similar for delaying the shutter letting you intentionally overexpose the shot. Did delaying the trigger do anything for the Alterscope?

When I'd accidently changed Megan I had been holding down the button while looking for something to change. Did the longer 'exposure' have a altered effect different than the quick click and release when I was changing the money? Easy enough to test.

After making sure my door was in fact locked I brought my chest down again to my desk, along with my pack. Emerald and ruby in place I set my doubloon as it's pattern and held the button down for a bit before zapping a penny. The results were interesting. The penny was now the size and shape of the doubloon, and even made of gold, but the markings were still of a penny. Huh. So holding the button longer caused what you changed to keep more of it's own characteristics? That's why the magazine's pictures were all of Megan I guessed. This was good to know.

Second test. After taking my new purchases out of their boxes I set the onahole as the pattern then held the button down for a bit before zapping another penny. This time I got a copper colored onahole with Lincoln's head. Disturbing to say the least, but while the silicon body did feel metallic it was just as malleable as the original. Much like how the pages of Megan's magazine had still acted like paper. A second penny with a short hold looked like the original but still felt metallic. Oddly enough though, the Princess's crown was now copper. So a short hold still got some character transfer, but not always as a image like the coins on the doubloon or twenty. Weird.

Third test. Setting the doubloon as the pattern again I short clicked to change the copper onahole and it turned into a doubloon. So you could shift a changed object to a different pattern, that could be really useful. I was afraid I'd have to revert something, or someone, back before changing it again. Speaking of which, Amethyst turned the doubloon back into a penny. Hmmm. So the reset was full, not back a step. Also good to know.

Last test before I took a nap. With just Emerald in place I set the pattern of the other penny turned onahole and tried to change a nickel which did nothing. Huh. I'd changed nickels before so it wasn't like they were immune. I tried to change several other things anyways but nothing. Setting the pattern of the doubloon and trying it changed the nickel into a copy. So apparently you couldn't copy something that had was changed by the Alterscope? That was interesting, I wondered why. Was a changed item's pattern in flux or something?

That meant if I still wanted to turn Amber into a full sized sex doll I'd need a original, not something I changed after taking the pattern from the store. Shit, there went that plan. But wait, I could do the reverse! If I set the pattern to a penny I could change a doll to something that would fit in my pocket. That could be used for a lot of things really...

After changing everything back to normal I used the emerald lens on a penny then put everything away. Instead of the chest though, I put the Alterscope in my desk drawer. A nap would be just the thing after running around this morning, mom would cool off hopefully and the ruckus downstairs would wake me up.

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Sure enough eventually I was woken up by the laughter and commotion downstairs. Katherine and Megan were back from practice and didn't care how loud they got. I got up, got dressed, and looked out the window. Sure enough the pink monstrosity was again in our driveway. This being one of their long practice days I needed to hurry. I slipped the Alterscope into my pocket and headed out.

Out in the hallway I ran into Megan yet again. I was starting to wonder if she was ambushing me on purpose. "Hey squirt!" She called while rubbing a towel through her hair. "You running downstairs for dinner already? You must be going deaf if you can't hear the gruesome twosome down there and mom's already working on dinner. You know she'll back up their shit." She must have just finished up her day too.

"I was thinking of offering to help mom with dinner, I accidently pissed her off earlier. Do you know if Bimbo Barbie is staying over? Cause I'm not going down there if she is." Cause that would change the plan.

Megan laughed, which did interesting things to her sports bra clad tits, and shook her head. "I don't think so, didn't look like mom was making extra."

"Thanks, I'm going to try and sneak down and avoid notice." And try to stop staring at your breasts. Why did Megan have to suddenly be so distracting? At least she no longer seemed bothered by my looking. She waved me on and made her way to her room. I went down the stairs as quietly as I could and peaked around to see Katherine and Amber had a video of what looked to be today's practice they were going over. The laughter was over the catty remarks they kept making about the rest of the team. It was the kind of thing I'd be raked over the coals for just being in the same room while it was playing, even if I wasn't looking at the screen. Thankfully it also meant they weren't watching the stairs and I could slip past down the hall. Poking my head around the corner and mom was in the zone with her cooking too, great.

Holding my breath I slipped past and made my way down the rest of the hall to the back. With all the noise no one would hear me slip outside and I made my way around to the front from the opposite side of the big living room and kitchen windows. Casually leaning up against the house I waited until there was no traffic or people around and as unobtrusively as I could aimed the Alterscope at Amber's pink car. With a click the new penny fell quietly to the ground in the driveway.

And now the really nerve wracking part. Waiting for the blonde bimbo to leave.

Waiting that unfortunately led to thinking about Amber, back when the three of us did everything together. When I thought she was my best friend. When I still got along with Katherine. And how all that fell apart in junior high.

"Huh? Where the hell is my car?" Click.

I waited a few breaths more for someone to react to the disappearing cheerleader before I swept in and picked up both pennies. One had a really confused looking Amber on it instead of Abe.

Perfect.