Paul was thinking about trying to take a picture of himself, but was too nervous. What if he transformed into a dog, or an object or something? What if he forgot again and had to restart life as a girl? He wasn't even sure if it was the camera directly! He tried to build up the courage, staring deeply at the polaroid.
"Come on Paul, you stinking doo doo head." He groaned, remembering he couldn't curse. "Just do it." He whispered, and was about to do so when there was a knock at the door.
Paul froze, surprised that someone would be visiting. The door swung open, and in walked a slightly chubby middle aged woman. She had frizzy red hair, a large blue blouse with matching jeans which looked stretched across her thick legs. She strut in lugging her massive purse on her shoulder, and upon seeing Paul she squealed.
"Hi Paula you cutie!" She smiled.
"Alexandra!" Paul said shocked. It hadn't clicked right away because the hair threw him off, but it was definitely his younger sister. He wondered why her hair was no longer straight and blonde, but then he recalled how his life also changed because of the camera. "Shit, then she must be Emily's boyfriend's sister now... just great." He thought annoyed.
"Alexandra? Ha, are you trying to practice big words today sweetie?" She said as she lifted Paul into the air. He was so freaked out seeing his little sister look down at him and then effortlessly lift him so high up.
"I told you honey, call me Auntie Alex! That's what your brother calls me after all." She laughed, pulling Paul in close for a hug. Paul groaned as he was squished against her face. His sister always did like kids, but now he was freaking one of them!
"Oh, what's this Paula? A toy?" She asked, grabbing the camera from him.
"Wait! Uh, yes! Yes that's mine!" Paul panicked, reaching for it to no avail.
"Oh no Paula baby this is a really old camera! This is no toy for little girls." She scolded, placing the camera in her bag.
Paul just stared in disbelief. His sister just swiped it effortlessly! "Dammit, if only I hadn't been such a wuss!" He thought, tears welling up thanks to his new body's hormones.
"Oh don't cry baby." Alex said in a babyish voice. "If you're a good girl today I'll get you a brand new dollie."
"Mom, isn't it pretty rude to just barge in?" A voice rose from behind Alex. Alex turned with Paul still being held and he saw who it was.
It was his niece, now cousin, Candice. She was a 12 year old geeky kid with big glasses and braces to match. She always wore dresses with fun patterns on them and was a very sweet girl. She used to have straight blonde hair, but now had unkept red curls which sprang up in an awkward mop of hair.
"Of course it's fine Candice we're family. My sister Becca can come in our house any time she wants too. Oh, say hello to your cousin Candice." She responded.
"Aww Paula! You look adorable today!" Candice squealed, playing with Paul's pigtails. "I wish I had hair like this." She sighed.
"Hey, where's Emile?" Another voice asked, as Paul's (former) nephew Chris walked in. He was 14, the same age "Emile" was now, and didn't quite look it. He was fairly tall, lean, and always wore cooler outfits and jackets like the dark coat he had on now. He also showed signs of their changed family DNA as his formerly blonde hair was red, but still forcibly combed and gelled to the side.
"Hey bro, what's up?" Emile called as he walked inside.
"Hey man." Chris smiled, as he fist bumped Emile.
"Hi Candice!" Emile smiled and the two hugged.
"Hi Auntie Alex!" Emile hugged his aunt, while also taking Paul and placing him back on the ground, much to his relief.
"Why hello Emile darling. Where are your parents? We all had plans to go to the park today." She asked.
"Right here! Right here!" Rebecca's voice rang out.
Paul turned to see Emily's boyfriend Rick walk down the stairs, except now he had the body of a mature, attractive woman. If Paul didn't know any better, he would've called her hot. Paul was also very annoyed with her, as the curly red hair "she" had was the reason why his sister and her family had red locks now.
Noticing that as Rebecca and "Oliver" walked down, Paul noticed some strange signs. Rebecca's hair was tied into a messy bun, and her red dress was off slightly, showing she had no bra on. Oliver too had a bit of messed up hair and one too many buttons undone, which he was buttoning now. "No, they didn't." Paul thought with rage.
"Oh sorry we're late sis." Rebecca replied, giving her a hug. Paul was just close enough to hear her say to Alex "Knock next time, we don't want our kids watching us give them a sibling."
The two women laughed while Paul was stunned. The man standing near him was his wife, even if she didn't remember it, and Rick had sex with her. "I gotta remember, it's probably not his fault." Paul thought, clenching his tiny fist with rage. "Ohhhh but he is SO gonna pay for this." He whispered.
"Ok, we're all here." Auntie Alex announced. "Let's go, it's a quick 5 minute walk to Lake road park."
The next few minutes were hell on earth for Paul. There he was, trapped as a little girl, and no one else the wiser. He was out in public wearing a dress, and he could feel his face turn beat red every time someone walked by. The worst was when an old work colleague of his named Nancy walked by and cooed at Paul. He couldn't feel any more degraded than that.
He made sure to try and stick near Alex. He had to make sure that the camera didn't fall out or anything, as it was his only chance to return everything to normal. Finally, they reached the park, and out from her bag Alex pulled a big blanket for the family to sit on. However, when she pulled it out, the camera came out.
"Oh, sis how'd you get this?" Rebecca asked as she picked it up.
"That? Paula was playing with it so I took it from her. Is it yours?" Alex asked, as Paul watched on with bated breath.
"Yeah it's ours." Rebecca said sadly. "But it's not like anyone in our family is good with photography." She said, recalling the awful family shot they took before.
"Well practice makes perfect Auntie Becca!" Candice cheerfully chimed in.
"Yes, I suppose you're right." She agreed, lifting the camera up.
Paul froze. He could try to protest, but no-one would take him seriously. He could try to grab it from her, but he had no muscle at all! All he could do was hope she wasn't about to do anything too crazy.