Ellie had gone to lie down on the bed, and had closed all the blinds, trying to shut her eyes and ears from the chaos outside, with intermittent explosions and helicopters passing overhead.
It had been 4 hours, it was now 6:34 P.M.
Ellie had tried using Chrissy's phone to recall 9-1-1 a couple of times, but the repeated response was that the line was busy.
Due to this, Ellie just watched the news, which had returned, and learned all about this Great Fusion Wave, called so since the majority of its victims in the United States and the United Kingdom were fused, though this was not the case around the world.
It was slightly difficult - she had to bend her top, female body down, but using her dad's arms, she put on a soft short-sleeve shirt her mom brought along. This was a bizarre vacation.
Ellie sat on her parents' bed and watched the news, and decided that it was unnecessary to guard the forming bodies - 5/7ths of the world had been affected, and the "mutants," as the media was calling them, were not hostile in any way. Some were sex-crazed, sure, but they were all scared, innocent people. Mostly.
Among some important and famous individuals who had been transformed/mutated were actress Angelina Jolie, who somehow lost her mouth but gained two of them on her breasts instead ("lipples"), basketball player LeBron James and North Korean leader Kim Jong-un, who had both been gender-swapped, the President of the United States, who had fused with his First Lady, the Vice President, and his dog, and the Puerto-Rican rapper Bad Bunny, who had gained 3 exact clones of himself.
The transformation that stuck in her mind, however, was the live-recorded transformation of singer Billie Eilish. Performing at a concert, the singer fell to her knees, growing an extra, third breast at the center on the two she already had, grown two extra arms, one on each side just under her originals, a 7-inch long penis that replaced her vagina, and a second head, right next to her original, which apparently had all the same memories as the original, until the very moment of its conception. Billie Eilish was now plural.
Ellie had gotten hard watching the detail. Unzipping her father's pants and pulling down his underwear, as the rock-hard appendage wobbled and pulsated in its full glory, Ellie began to understand exactly where all these alien sensations were coming from.
Ellie had the chance to, after brushing away some pubic hair, to only grab and yank on her new dick once, quietly gasping, before she heard her mother and Chrissy groan, and ask for help before freaking out that they were fused.
Ellie tucked and zipped before coming into the other room, and was not prepared for what she saw.