The camera flashed, sending another ripple through reality. Back in the bedroom, Dylan stood and looked at his twin sisters, both infants. Reality struggled to find a coherent way to explain why four juveniles lived alone in an expensive upper class home. Dylan dropped the camera as it heated in his hand, the fabric of reality straining to create a workable scenario.
Outside the house a PETA canvasser names Bill had a sudden headache and lurched forward. He was collecting donations to fight pig farms and this was the last house he was visiting today.
A car pulled into the driveway. Two boys coming to work with Kylie on a school project emerged and doubled over. Then everything righted itself.
Becky stood at the door smiling and waved to her husband Samual. He got out of the car with Leslie, his teenage nephew who was coming over to visit his daughter Kylie. He bounded up to his wife and gave her a big kiss on her beautiful Asian face. She was losing the baby fat from her last pregnancy but her boobs were still bigger than ever. Sam thought this was great, of course, and momentarily thought of straddling her from above as her tits flopped on her chest. He smiled brightly.
Two days later Kylie was ready to get things back to normal. She knew how to fix this and she was confident she knew who everyone was. She didn’t count on how many changes had happened over the last two days out of her sight and warping her memory.
All she had to do was state who the target was supposed to be and triple click the button.
She started with lance and herself. “We are Kylie and Layla, 21 year old college girls and lovers, visiting my parents for the weekend. Layla has add tits by the way.” That last part was an addition for her.
Next her mother and father (actually originally two classmates). “You are my mother Kim and father Bill. You met when dad was on a college trip to Vietnam.” She moves on.
In the yard were two porcelain garden gnomes, wet from an early morning rain (originally Bill the canvasser and Dylan). She trained the camera on them. “You are five year old twins, Emily and Richard.”
One more, the one that had caused it all to go so wrong. She trained her camera on the cat (originally Alex) and said “you are dad’s 37 year old younger brother, visiting for a weekend before traveling for work to Europe.”
Everything was as it should be. She told her family she was running out to Fred Meyer but found a construction site where a mid-rise condo was being built. She dumped the camera in a pit, expecting it to be buried.
It wasn’t. Instead, it was found by...