Emily almost couldn't believe what Rick had said if she hadn't seen it before for herself. The family looked completely normal as they walked away. She contemplated turning them back but in the end decided against it. Not only could she make it worse, but from what Rick said, they were better this way.
Emily couldn't make up her mind until a wicked thought entered her mind. "Wouldn't it be fun to change Rick without him knowing?" She tried to brush it off but in the end it was too hot of an idea. Emily was getting giddy at the thought.
"So Rick, I'm gonna uh, change the two boys over there." She lied.
Rick got excited and turned to look at the boys, playing his own game of trying to remember what they look like. Emily stepped behind Rick and aimed it at him without him knowing. Suddenly, the world shifted again. Emily looked at Rick and tried not to laugh.
The first thing she noticed was the bubble butt in the yoga pants. Rick was wearing a light green T with his, now here enormous boobs protruding from it. She had a thicc waist line and an ample shape to boot. Her hair was a fiery ginger and her curls sprung out across her body. She looked older too. If Emily had to guess, she looked about thirty. She turned with a smile at Emily.
"So? How'd it go? What changed." The older lady Rick asked.
"Oh uh, the one on the left was a poodle and uh, the one on the right was younger." Emily lied.
"Hm," Rick huffed. "That's not as fun as the others. Her sweetie, let Auntie Ricki try."
Emily once again tried not to laugh. Now her former boyfriend was his aunt. Presumably her mother's younger sister. She couldn't help but smirk at a female Rick growing up with her young mother in the early 90's. It was just such a funny thought. She watched as her "Aunt" looked around for more victims and saw her eyes gleam. She takes the shot of...