"Ah, fuck it", thought Emily with a shrug. "Let's go over and say hi, and maybe have some more fun".
Emily walked to the front door of the Harrisons' house and rang the doorbell. After a minute the maid answered the door. Up close she was even bustier than Emily thought, her breasts all but spilling out of her tight, low-cut maid's uniform. Her neutral expression turned to a smile as she saw Emily.
"Ah, Miss Emily!" she said in a cute Hispanic accent. "Are you visiting us today or just saying hello?"
"Um, yes", said Emily, adjusting to the fact that reality had changed and those people did in fact know her. "Is she in here? You know, um..."
"Jun? Yes, she is outside, want me to call her?"
"No, it's fine, I'll go and see her myself. And, uh, your name was...?"
"Kyra, of course! You are forgetful today, Miss Emily!" said the maid with a cheerful giggle.
"Yes, that must be it", said Emily as she walked in. So Kyle Harrison was the Latina maid, and June was the Asian girl. Not bad. Emily headed outside to where Jun was still snapping selfies.
"Hey Jun!"
The Asian girl looked lazily at her before going back to her phone. "Oh, hey Emily. Whatcha up to?"
"Nothing, just passing by".
"Mmhm. That's nice". Then Jun suddenly turned around to look at Emily again. "Wait a sec... is that a camera?"
"Sure is!" said Emily with a smile.
"Oooh, maybe you can get a good photo of me? Pleaaase?" She sat up and posed. "Always wanted to see one of those retro things in action".
Emily smirked. "Wait till you see what this one does". With the setting still on random, Emily raised the camera and took a photo.
The effect was immediate and spectacular. Jun's slender, petite form expanded rapidly, filling out with muscle. Her pale skin darkened into a tan. Her modest breasts and hips shrank away as her shoulders broadened. Her bikini top vanished, revealing flat, hard pecs, while her bikini bottom turned into a bulging Speedo. Hair sprouted and thickened on her meticulously shaved legs, then on her chest and arms as well. Her girlish features hardened and became masculine as her long black hair shortened and turned blonde.
"Well, how did it turn out?" said the man on the deckchair in a deep voice.
This time Emily was at a loss for words as her gaze roamed over his sculpted features. "Um... uh..."
He flashed her a dazzling smile. "I'm sorry, if it didn't turn out well I don't mind taking another one".
Behind Emily, Kyra walked out with a tray of lemonade. "Master Jon, Miss Emily, refreshments?" she said brightly.