"Okay, okay just calm down Tim." He thought to himself, taking a deep breath in. "Nobody is going to be helped by you freaking out or being sorry for yourself. Just focus on what to do."
"Jen, you alright darlin?" Carla asked as she stopped pushing Jennifer forward at the edge of the lawn.
"Oh, um, yeah, yeah I'm fine." Tim replied. "Say, are you done uh, mowing?" He asked.
"I reckon for now, why?"
"Would you mind if I bought that lawnmower off of you?" He asked, trying his best not to sound freaked out whilst staring at his wife naked on her lawn.
"Uh, Jen, you sure you want that hunk of junk?" She chuckled. "Don't you and Tim already have a mower?"
"W-we do! This is for, something else... a project I'm working on." He lied.
"Well why didn't you say so hun?" Carla laughed. "C'mere. I'll walk it back for you." She gleefully said before walking back over to Jennifer. She began to push Jennifer forward, and once again Jennifer began to walk forward on her hands. "I needed a new one anyways." She chuckled.
Tim was beyond relieved. He followed Carla behind her, not wanting to really look at Jennifer's position. Meanwhile, the lawnmower that had become a dog seemed to be restless as it continued to "sniff" the side of the road, though Tim didn't really care. After a few minutes they had gotten back to Tim's house, but he realized that he didn't want to explain his actions to Shaniqua again.
"Say Carla, do you mind just putting it in the garage there?" He asked.
"Sure thing! Mind opening it up for me?" Carla responded.
Tim quickly jogged up to the door and gave it a quick lift. He tried to make sure it wasn't loud, but he found it was harder to do. Normally opening that door was a breeze, so that almost certainly confirmed that he had the strength of Jennifer despite still having his body. Once open, Tim quickly thanked Carla, who responded equally quickly but much more cheerily before walking off back towards her home. Tim carefully let the door down once more and let out one long sigh.
"Ohmygod I can't believe that worked." He chuckled, sliding his back down against the door till he sat on the solid cement floor.
"RRuuUuffFf." The lawnmower dog whimpered, moving it's "head" around as if to show annoyance.
"Oh, let me guess, Rex's walks are longer than that right?" He sighed before standing up. "Fine, just, take one of these and be quiet please?" He asked, throwing the "dog" a bone treat filled with meat.
The lawnmower happily wagged it's chain tail before beginning to naw on the treat. Tim then turned his attention to his wife. She was just sitting there in the middle of the garage, staring blankly into the distance. She really thought she was nothing more than an object, built to cut grass.
"Geez, ok what the hell went wrong." Tim mumbled. He looked down at the watch and noticed the time was still on 9. "Huh, I'm pretty sure before I had it set to 12... and I'm sure I was focused on my life. Maybe... maybe 9 has something to do with items, and when I didn't focus on an item the sound of the lawnmower superseded my life." He hypothesized.
"Ugh, it's a guess, but there's only one way to be sure." He thought, turning towards the door that would lead into the house.
Tim snuck up slowly, then peered through the window. To his luck, he could see Shaniqua sitting on the couch, and just in front of her was Tim Jr. sitting in just a diaper in his playpen on the floor.
"Sorry son, sorry Shaniqua, but I don't have any options. Jennifer is screwed up enough and I can't risk getting stuck as an object." He thought to himself. "At least you won't notice anything as wrong."
He switched the time to 12 once more, then looked at both of them. He pressed the button and concentrated on them and them alone as best he could. Like before, there was no special affect or noise, just a quick shift in reality.
On the couch now sat his son, but looking very strange. The 1 year old sat upright on the couch, his light brown hair now frizzy and in the style of Shaniqua's afro, his youthful face covered in makeup, pieced ears, and Shaniqua's outfit resized to fit his tiny body. On the floor in a now much larger playpen was Shaniqua, almost fully naked except in the large adult sized diaper she now wore. Her boobs hung freely as she seemed to be trying to suck on her own foot.
"Ugh, still will never get used to how weird this is." Tim mumbled. He kept it on twelve, and made sure to focus fully on just Shaniqua, trying to swap her with the chair next to them. Nothing happened, and Tim made sure to quickly stop holding the button once he was sure.
"Okay, then that seems to be for swapping living things with other living things... then nine must be for..." He mumbled, switching the watch to 9 once more.
This time, he repeated what he tried before, focusing on Shaniqua and the sofa chair near them. In an instant, the two swapped.
On the floor in the playpen was a still an adult sized humanoid, but the skin was blue and seemed to be entirely made of felt. From what Tim could make out, the little "hair" on it's head was made from tassels like those on a pillow, and it was still wearing a diaper. Weirdly, it's eyes seemed to be buttons, and it's mouth was just sewed on to a smile, not really moving.
Although Tim thought that was creepy, it wasn't as crazy as what he saw next. Across from them was Shaniqua, but massively fat. She seemed to have her legs sticking slightly out and then down while she sat up straight, essentially in the form of a sofa chair, but her body mass was much fatter. She was naked, and her breasts sagged down to her waist before ballooning in size again to mimic the appearance of pillows, while her whole body was covered in slight hair fun to mimic the feel of fabric. Her fat looked strangely comfortable to sit in, but her eyes weirded Tim out as they stared off into space, devoid of any intelligence.
"Okay, so I was right." Tim realized. He looked down at Jennifer, lifted up the watch, and tried to change her once more. In an instant, he was now staring at the normal lawnmower again. He turned around to see Jennifer sloppily licking meat out of the bone and off her breasts, wagging her ass gleefully.
"Phew." He chuckled. "You know, now that I kinda know how this all works, this is kinda hot." He muttered, scratching Jennifer's ass much to her enjoyment. "Hmm, what now?" He muttered to himself.