Kyle went to Roxanne's cage and when he was going to open it to get the remote Roxanne went to it and chewed on it. Kyle got the cage open and went to grab the remote. His sudden action making Roxanne step back a bit and step on the remote. Kyle saw Roxanne step on it and grabbed the remote accidentally squeezing the button a second time. Kyle looked all around him as he wondered what had happened, then saw that his nails were nicely manicured along with his fingers being thinner and more dainty. Looking down he saw that his pink nightie made more sense on his now female body with some pretty nice curves. Inside the cage was a beast of a man who used to be himself... or was it herself. Kyle still retained that he knew he truly was Kyle, but everyone saw him as Mrs. Roxanne and he also had her body.
"Mommy Mommy, can you hewp me pour the milk?" Kyle turned around and saw his 4 year old daughter Abby, and felt a caring twinge in his heart.
"Sure sweety. I'll pour your milk." then carrying the remote walked to the kitchen with his daughter (Kyle figuring he had Roxanne's body and life, her daughter was basically his anyways). A quick trip the the fridge and bringing a bowl filled with sugary stuff that passed as a balanced breakfast closer to the sink poured the creamy contents into the remaining space in the bowl. Abby quickly sat down at the table as Kyle put her breakfast in front of her. Watching her daughter eating breakfast Kyle considered doing a test. Selecting herself and her daughter the remote went to work doing it's best. Kyle's view immediately dropped and she looked at herself. Still in a pink nightie, still had the remote, but had no breasts and was really short. Then looking at the table saw a mature adult body shoveling sweet sugar into her mouth. The nurturing caring love feeling felt odd as she was in her daughter's body watching what would be the mother of her body. She tried switching back and immediately felt the bouncy sensation of boobs back on her chest.
Kyle thought "Well I guess i'd better get used to being a mother of three daughters... Seems like unless I can find someone to fix this remote i'm not getting back to my old life." then pondering at the remote wondered "Should I try to put everyone back in their regular bodies for their roles?"