Danny watched his targets from a safe distance. They had left the mall and were wandering the city.
Danny was annoyed by her current form. The breasts bounced every step she took and her ass felt like balloons stapled to her ass. She was dressed in tight jeans and she could feel the button digging into her stomach. She sighed annoyed as she brushed he blond hair behind her ears and focused on the task at hand.
She had been following the pair for an hour as they changed passerby’s and each other. At this point they were a pair of tween girls dressed in black. One had short hair and the other wore hers down past her ears. This was slightly better than the last change, where they’d been teenage boys so generic looking he’d almost lost their trail. Danny wondered briefly if they had any recollection of who they had started as. But that was less important than figuring out how to remove the artifact from their possession.
For one thing, while the federal agency that employed her had artifacts that could prevent memory overrights during reality shifts, it didn’t have any way of causing shifts. So she was stuck as Busty Booby the Blond unless she could secure that camera.
Still. She had to be careful. More than one or two direct hits from a reality shift and her protection might give out. Plus, if what she’d seen so far was any indication, there was a non-zero chance she’d end up as a fetus.
She paused. “I’m thinking about myself with female pronouns, aren’t I.” Shit. Too many reality shifts. She’d have to move quickly.
Another shift hit her. They had shifted an old busker playing guitar into a young woman. One moment there was an old man with a ratty beard standing in front of an open guitar case, the next a well dressed young woman carrying a mandolin looking as if she was on the way to perform at a formal event.
The tweens giggled and continued down the street. Suddenly, there was a loud commotion. A young man sprinted past Danny, chased by two police officers in hot pursuit. The girls blocked his path and he slammed into them, sending them sprawling. The camera skittered out of their hands and into the gutter. Danny saw her chance. She made her move and rushed for the camera, trying to beat the girls.