Claire, Rachel's best friend from school, stepped through the door. She was older like Rachel. She had light brown verging on blonde hair that came down to her waist (she had always liked her hair long) with large firm breasts.
"Clarie. Please, I need your help. For some reason now I'm older and my mother is now my daughter." Rachel said
Claire laughed and said "This was fun, saying that our daughter is your mother."
Rachel thought she didn't get it right. Did Claire really say 'our daughter'? Then she looked closely and noticed a bulge in Claire's jeans. Then some memories came to her mind. Claire was a shemale in this reality. She was born a boy, she had hormone treatment for years, but, shortly before the operation they met and fell in love, then he cancelled the surgery. She also remembered that that day was their 2nd wedding anniversary.
"Why that face? Looks like you saw something weird." Claire asked
"Is this doll, I think that this is what changed us." Rachel said
"I think that you are weird today. Give this doll to me and I'm going to show you that it is normal." Claire said.