"Oh it's nothing nothing at all." She half laughed. "So, so so so, who wants to change next?" She asked.
"Um, well..." Rick started before Emily cut him off.
"Good idea Rick! I'll go!" She half laughed, as she spun the camera around and snapped a photo of herself.
She was so embarrassed about her body's new member, that she hadn't thought through any of what she was about to do. She even managed to temporarily blind herself with the sudden flash of light. She barely managed to to place the camera on the counter before she felt herself fall to the ground.
To her surprise, she wasn't hurt when she fell. She had expected to feel the hard kitchen floor, but just gently plopped down. As her vision returned, she looked around to see the others staring at her with concerned looks on their faces. Emily tried to ask what was wrong, but found she couldn't talk! She tried to stand up to get the mirror, but also found she could no longer move anything!
"Oh, my god." Rick said quietly with his jaw dropped. "Wow." He gasped.
"Oh Emily honey..." Her mother sighed. "I'm so sorry about this."
Emily was really worried now. What was she? That's when she saw her father, still a teenaged girl, walk over to her with the hand mirror with him. He looked uncomfortable as he turned the camera towards her.
What stared back at her, was a sex doll.
It looked kinda like her, but her brown hair was some cheap, dark brown stringy fiber. Her face was similar, but clearly much paler, and her mouth was stuck as if she was ready to give the best blow job ever. Her arms were held to her side, but with lines all over it, they were clearly movable and probably detachable, and she was wearing only a satin bra on her plastic, bouncy tits.
The thing that caused Emily the most grief was that she was wearing no panties. The vagina down below was not hers, as hers was usually a bit puffy, and this one was picture perfect. Probably made perfect for men to slip their dicks in. Emily wanted to cry in embarrassment, but nothing came out.
Rick helped Emily by picking her up and leaning her against the counter top. Rick was surprised by how light she was, even with his weaker form it was a since to lift her. Meanwhile, Paul was staring in disbelief, his arms crossed as he glanced around the house.
"I'm so sorry you had this change honey." Paul grumbled "But, at least I'm glad the house didn't become a sex dungeon or something."
"I was actually wondering that too." Olivia agreed. "Why is everything still the same?" She asked as she finished wrapping a towel around Emily's body.
"Oh, look!" Rick noticed. "There's a tag on her shoulder." He spotted.
Emily wanted to look herself, but was still frustrated at her lack of mobility.
"I'll read it." Rick said. "Hey Jim, sorry that bitch broke up with you! I thought I'd give you a new girl who won't be a... ahem, C U next tuesday to you, and one you could have fun with." Rick read, uncomfortable at the content.
"Ugh! How vulgar." Olivia scoffed. "I can't believe my daughter turned into... a gag gift!"
"Your pal, Oliver." Rick finished reading, much to Olivia's shock.
"This version of me wrote that? Ugh, men! Even if I was born one they never change!" She huffed.
"Calm down honey." Paul tried to soother her. "We'll just use the camera again." He suggested, picking it up.
Emily internally screamed "Yes Please!" while she watched her father bring it over to them.
"Alright, you're right." Olivia said, breathing a large sigh. "Just hurry up, I don't want her to be like this longer than she has to."
"I getcha." Paul agreed, as he aimed at Emily.
That's when...