Noah liked his current situation regardless of his new female body, but he still wanted to experiment with the journal. He knew if he changed something too much he could seriously mess things up so he started thinking about what he could change without screwing things up. After a few minutes of thinking, he came up with a great compromise.
He looked at his father. He was a balding man with faded red hair and glasses as shiny as his bald spot. He had a little bit of weight but wasn't anything crazy. He was an overall average looking guy, although he had often heard aunts teasing his mother about Stevens "large dick" so at least his father was well hung as weird as that sounded. His mother was much more noticeably well endowed with her large breasts and ass. Her father was wearing a collared shirt and cackles for his job later and his mother was wearing a sweater and mom jeans which both somehow went well with her crazy, curly red hair.
Noah just wanted a good mental image of them as he began writing. He wrote "Margaret is a man and Steven is a woman." Vertigo suddenly hit again, although it felt easier to withstand than it had before. Reality seemed to stop spinning as Noah lifted his head back up. He almost laughed out loud at the changes.
In his father's place was a woman that looked eerily similar to his Aunt Jacki. She had long, wavy reddish-brown hair held together in a tight bun. She had feminine but serious glasses on a face that looked like a softer version of Steven's. She was wearing a business suit similar to her old one but had a skirt in place of pants. The other noticeable thing were her, other features. Her breasts were pretty good but her ass was enormous! Noah actually wondered if those sorts of things transferred over as the new woman continued to read one work stuff, unaware of her former gender.
Across from her was a brand new guy that also bore a striking resemblance to Margaret. He was a tall, beefy Irish man with curly ginger hair and a beard to match. He had pretty huge muscles but was still stocky as Margaret had been. He was wearing a flannel and the rough and tough guy version of mom jeans. He was also still wearing an apron so Noah figured that most of their responsibilities had remained in tact. Just then, the new man looked up and said something.
"Oh, dear do I still need to pick up Heather from your sister's house?" The man said.
"No Martin I think Jacki said she was gonna hold onto her for another day. Besides we need all the help we can get with all the guests that are about to arrive." She said.
"Alright Stephanie you cutie." Martin said sweetly. Stephanie blushed and went back to reading.
Noah knew of the journal's power but still couldn't believe what he was seeing. His parents had swapped genders and yet neither seemed to notice. Noah looked over at Stacy and Phil who were also minding their own business, unaware of any changes. Despite the gender swap, both Stacy and Phil still looked the same.
"I guess they were born from the same DNA anyway. I guess the gender didn't matter?" He thought as everyone went about their day.
There was a knock at the door and Martin got up to open it. Noah was feeling pretty good about this power and was eager to have even more fun. He fixed his skirt as he eagerly waited for his next victim. In walked in...