"Emily! Is's me! I remember the camera!" the buxom woman yelled and rushed to Emily. Emily was surprised that Ricky is aware of the change and checked the button for awareness. Yes. It was turned for the photographer and also subject to be aware of the changes. "I am glad that I found you!" new Ricki cheered and whooped in joy. Despite the awarness the former Ricky acted very feminine. She immediately hugged Emily and pressed their boobs together. "I was worried that I will be stuck as this airheaded woman." Emily grinned: "Would it be so bad? You were young arabian girl before turning to this form." "Oh really?" Ricki unmanly covered her mouth in disbelief. "I can't remember it! I remember being your boyfriend, experimenting with that weird camera - first change to woman and back and then this frenzy mall changing of random people." "Yes...there was...a small mistake...nevermind!" Emily pleaded. "So what about now? Do you really want to risk another change? It is not so bad being sexy woman, is it? You look splendidly." Ricki blushed and unwittingly exposed her full cleavage. "Of course. I am you boyfriend - not some buxom redhead chick. And beside this - sitting to pee sucks. It is disguisting on public toilets like these." she teatrall sniffed and waved her hand in front of her nose. "Sooo please, gimme my man's body back. I feel awkvard like this." Ricki did a duckface with her puffy lips and pointed to her mouth. "I don't know." Emily hesitated. "It is really risky." but she left the awareness option in the same position so they both will remember the change in case that something inpredictable happen. She raised the camera and...