John decided to replace the word “Woman” to “Man” and hit enter to confirm the changes.
Looking back up, he could see where his mother had been sitting, there was now a burly black man there, with a shaved head and a goatee wearing shades. He seemed a bit rougher than his mom had ever been, something John quickly observed as his new ‘dad’ crudely began to pick his nose. He had tattoos running along his muscular forearms, likely had many more under the greasy sleeveless shirt he now wore. His arm casually dangled out the window as he rested his feet on the dash, reclining in his seat. A cigarette dangled out of his mouth. He reminded John of some kind of trucker or biker, something John thought was oddly cool.
Despite his mother’s changes, nobody else was too terribly altered. John’s dad still looked his normal, pasty self. John and his siblings were still black too, which John guessed meant that either his new ‘father’ somehow still got pregnant, or had donated his sperm, or possibly they were all from some prior relationships. He did notice his older brother didn't seem as feminine now, now appearing burlier, but still wearing his effeminate clothing. John himself looked down and thought he was looking a bit huskier, thinking that maybe in a few years, he could be as rugged as his new dad.
Looking down, John generated a few new sentences until he found one he liked. “Martin is a muscular black man enjoying a vacation with his husband and children.”