Olivia, unlike the others, felt something different when looking at the photos on the wall. To her, it was admittedly turning her on. Although she was freaked out by the suddenness of having a dick, once she learned what caused it she had calmed down and came to like it all. The ability to just alter the world in the palm of her hands, and no one would be the wiser.
On top of that, she often wondered about what it would've been like to have a different family. Now she still loved Paul and Emily, but she married fairly early in life, so she always wondered what it would be like if things were different. Even if she was a guy, she wanted to experience a different dynamic just for one day.
"Sorry everyone, I promise we'll get right back on track." Olivia said quietly, causing the others to turn as she saw what she needed to flick.
"Olivia, what are you doing?" Paul asked concerned.
"Sorry honey I'm just too curious... see you in a day." She squeaked, then switched all subjects aware over to current user aware.
"Wait, Mom no... put, put it back. Dada put it back, me no think good any mowe." Emily slurred as her awareness faded.
Olivia watched as Paul and Rick also tripped slightly while they held their heads in confusion. They blinked a few times and looked around, and Olivia wondered if it worked.
"Wait, like, what am I even doing in here?" Paul groaned. "I've got cheer practice, in like, an hour!" She gasped before running out of the room and up the stairs.
"Paula be careful about running in the house with socks on!" Rick called out to "Paula" as she left.
"Mommy me hungwy." Emily said sadly. She began to suck on her thumb and Rick giggled.
"Ok Eric ok Mommy will get you some chicken fingers, does that sound nice?" She asked.
Eric nodded his head and Rick laughed. Rick handed "Eric" to Olivia who was shocked as she picked up her former daughter, now son. She watched as Rick countered into the kitchen. She couldn't help but notice how much more of a woman he was now. He walked with a sway in his, or rather her, hips, and even held her hands in an upward and girly manner. As she unloaded some frozen chicken from the fridge, she turned to look at Olivia, brushed her curly red locks out of her eyes and scoffed jokingly.
"Um, Oliver, are you gonna put Eric in his high chair?" She laughed.
"Huh? Oh! Uh, right... Rebecca?" Olivia guessed.
"Rebecca? What are you my mother?" She laughed.
"Right, just uh, teasing, Becca." Olivia chuckled.
Eric sat happily into his high chair, waiting excitedly for his chicken fingers. While they cooked, Becca's phone rang and she began to gossip with someone about some coworkers new hair style or something. That's when Paula ran down, now with her bright blonde hair tied up in a ponytail and a tight cheerleading outfit on her body.
"Daddy, I'm gonna go. Mind if I take your car?" She asked, leaning heavily on her cuteness factor to get her "Daddy" to lend his car out.
Olivia had to stifle her laughter at the image of Paul acting that way. She also had to hold it because she replied how pissed everyone was going to be once she restored their awareness and memories. But, for now, Olivia could enjoy a totally different dynamic and experience a different, hopefully less stressful life.