Luke said that was okay and headed downstairs. Riki walked into the bathroom and just stared.
That beautiful woman standing there was her, er, him. She was a woman, and the whole room remembers it so. She turned around to glance at her toned ass and then felt up her curves. She was a little thicker than most. Her breasts were also huge. Like huge bags of blubber glued to her chest. They were actually getting a little heavy. She starting grabbing her unruly curls but couldn't do anything to tame them. She just couldn't stop staring.
She decided to check the one place she hadn't yet. She looked into her skirt and saw an empty space where her pride and joy used to sit. She began to rub the new equipment as she felt bliss. She started to move further in as she sat on the counter and zoned out.
An hour later she walked out of the bathroom looking a little disheveled. As she walked down Luke joked it must have been a bad piece of meat which Riki pretended to laugh at. No way she was telling anyone she fiddled around in there. Embarrassed and a little ashamed, she asked Luke where James was.
"Who are you talking about?" Luke said with a legitimately confused look.
Riki realized James or whoever he was now must have changed himself. She then said it was nothing and asked where her camera was.
"Oh I'm sorry that was yours? Aunt Jamie just drove away with that and a few other stuff to sell at a local pawn shop.
Riki panicked. If she lost track of that camera then this would be life forever. She had to get that camera back. If not for her then for her girlfriend stuck as a doll.
Riki explained that it was a family heirloom and so Luke drove himself, Riki, and the doll after "Aunt Jamie."
They finally made it as Riki saw what looked like an old Jamie and asked where her camera was.
Aunt Jamie replied....