Ronnie is pissed. Somebody decided to just throw a bunch of trash into the jobsie over weekend and he’s got to clean it up. What’s worse? The other guy assigned to cleanup is Jack. Jack is an annoying 25 year old redneck kid who likes to spout a bunch of MAGA shit. Just non-stop Fox News talking points. Not that Ronnie is a liberal or anything, he just hates politics.
So they’re cleaning up the site and Jack is just standing there watching Ronnie do all the work. Jack is playing with his scraggly goatee and running off about how even if that judge did do it they were just high school kids and what kind of high school kid hasn’t raped a woman or two, right? Unless they’re gay.
“Would you shut up with the political shit,” demands Ronnie?
“Why? You gay, too?”
Ron is was too old for this. At 45 all he wants is a steady paycheck and a quiet apartment to drink beer after work. He ignores Jack and keeps cleaning up. After a few minutes he finds the camera.
He holds it up, studying it. He makes out a swift, a button, and a dial. The switch is set to “Aware - Photographer.” He can’t really make out the dial but it’s “Reverse En...” The rest of the word is faded.
“What’s that?” Asks Jack.
“Weird ass camera” Ronnie grunts.
“It work?”
“I don’t know. Let’s see.” He snaps a picture of Jack.
All of the sudden brown hair sprouts out of jack’s head and cascades down he shoulders to mid back. His goatee fades and his features become feminine. Large plugs appear in his ears, maybe an inch. His shirt shrinks into a tank top as his chest expands. In a moment, Jack is sporting double d tits. His hips flare out and his jeans become clean, still tattered, but in that distressed way that designer ones come off the rack liking like. His ass swells and there’s a large bulge in his groin where the ultra tight jeans hug it, but then that evaporated leaving a distinct camel toe.
Jack (Jackie?) glares at Ronnie. “I can’t believe you borgiouse patriarchal scum are gentrifying this neighborhood.” She shakes her head. Ronnie can make out anarchist and socialist tattoos on her arms. “Fuck your system. If anyone else had shown up for this protest we’d be shutting you down!” She turns and walks away, her lucious ass twitching.
What the fuck just happened, ponders Ronnie