You find yourself unsatisfied with most options, but an idea pops into your head, you remember reading in the manual that if you were to swap an inanimate object in a certain state, it would remain in that state until swapped again, regardless of physical limitation, like battery power. You walk over to your bedroom and open your dresser drawer, a devious smile on your face as you pull out your smallest vibrator, a fingertip model you use once in a while, and you walk back over to your "son's" room.
Turning on the vibrator you swap it for your daughter's new clitoris, much to your delight it continues vibrating, on it's oscillating setting, to provide and on and off stimulation for her. Satisfied with your work you unfreeze your new daughter and walk off.
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You feel something vibrating in your pussy, moaning you slowly wake up and freeze, these weren't the breasts you had yesterday, you stumble over to the mirror to see a seven foot tall eighties bombshell, you gasp and look around for the remote, but are hit by a sudden burst of vibration, you look closer and see you now have a vibrator embedded in you womanhood, you touch it and it sets you off, you cum screaming in ecstasy.
You begin fondling your now massive breasts, unable to think of anything else as you orgasm again, your new luscious body sending new and strange sensations through you, you try to call out for your mother, but only moan again, realizing she changed you into this after what you did. You collapse to the floor, arching your back, your legs shaking as you cum again and again, unable to stop the vibration all you can do is ride the waves of your new pleasurable body.
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Satisfied that you daughter is both happy and sorry about what she did, you look over the remote, wondering what to do with such power.