The family arriving home

The Masons' car pulled into the driveway of the their two-story house and parked. First out of the car was Alice Mason, the mother and the only one who was the same person as when they'd left home, not to mention the only one still wearing clothes. "Come on kids," she called into the car, "I know it's rough but you can't stay in the car forever."

The passenger door opened and out stepped Morgan. She looked exactly the same as she always had, except she was totally naked. Tall and beautiful, her big breasts, shapely hips, perfect butt, and lovely legs visible to the whole neighborhood, as was her clean-shaven snatch.

The back driver's-side door opened and out stepped Martin, equally naked but with much less to show off. His facial features were more feminine than they'd been before, but still more masculine than his sisters'. His body was androgynous as well, shoulders a bit narrower, hips a little fuller, and there was no sign of hair on his face or body at all. As he stood up he looked down at his crotch, which was just a flat bit of skin with no genitals at all, and wondered how in the world he'd get used to this.

"Morgan, help your sister out," said Alice after a moment. "I think she's having trouble with the door." Morgan opened the back passenger's-side door and there was Miranda, smiling up at her sheepishly. She hopped out of the car lightly, looking to be in a better mood than her two siblings. Miranda's breasts were only a b-cup, but like Morgan she kept her pubic hair shaved.

She looked up at Morgan and giggled. "You're so tall and pretty!" she exclaimed, "You're gonna make a real good lesbo!" Then she laughed even harder and hugged her big sister. Morgan sighed and hugged her back, wondering what would become of her formerly intelligent sister.