Emily figured she had to reverse the swaps. She knew she needed to be careful how she did it and hence thought carefully over her various options. After considerable thought she decided the best plan would be to to role swap her parents. At least then they would be the correct gender once more. The next step would then be to role swap 'Rebecca' and Olivia, making Olivia her mother and wife of Paul once more. If that was successful she could then figure out how to change Rebecca, who would hopefully then be the maid, back into a male teenage Rick. That could wait though. The first step was her parents.
She figured it was too dangerous to try and take a photograph of the male Olivia (or was it now Oliver?) while he was with Rebecca. Only a fool would make the same mistake twice. She would just have to wait until the love making session was over, then somehow get the male Olivia alone. However rather than listen to the sounds of her her mother and boyfriend making love, she could go back and find Paul (Paula?) the current maid and take a photo of her right now. Hopefully she was still folding the laundry, if not she could be hard to find.....
Emily first checked that the camera was set correctly - Role swap was on with awareness off - Yep. The settings were correct. She carefully walked back to the laundry, not wanting to risk dropping the camera and causing more chaos.
She was in luck, her father Paul, now a female maid, was still in the laundry, currently ironing. However she was no longer alone in the room. One of the other house staff, a man dressed as a butler was with her. Emily recognised him as one of her father's work colleagues from her original reality. As she entered the maid was giggling, but stopped suddenly when she saw Emily enter the room.
The guilty looking maid addressed her 'Hello Mistress Emily, can I help you? Charlie was just collecting the master's shirt for tomorrow. We were not doing anything untoward, surely the rule about staff not fraternising can be relaxed a bit now we are engaged'
Emily was confused. This maid, who used to be her father and Charlie were engaged? She needed to fix this situation urgently. 'Um... I just need a word with you in private'
"I was just leaving' said Charlie as he lifted a freshly ironed shirt from a rack. He hurriedly left.
'What can I do for you Miss Emily? Do you need a bit of advice on bodily changes you might be experiencing?'
Yuck! - The last thing Emily needed was advice on feminine hygiene from her father, even if her father was now a woman. 'Um no. I just wondered if I could take your photo. It's for a school project on the people of your household'
'Certainly Mistress Emily, but perhaps you could allow me to tidy up myself, brush my hair and refresh my make-up'
'No that won't be necessary. I want an action shot. Maybe you could pretend to iron something'
'As you wish Mistress'
Emily got a clear shot of the maid, apparently ironing a skirt of Rebecca's. Satisfied she then returned to her parents room.
The sex appeared to be finished. Emily was about to peep through the door when she heard footsteps. She backed away. The door opened and her mother turned father came out. He was at least wearing trousers but was shirtless, showing off a surprisingly buff torso. He immediately saw Emily and addressed her in a deep rich voice. 'Why hello Emily, isn't it past your bedtime?'
Emily supposed that as she was only about 13 now, she might actually have a bedtime. But she needed to get a photo of Olivia/Paul, or whoever this person was. She decided to use the same story she had used on the maid. 'I'll go to bed soon. For homework I need to get photos of people in my household. I need to finish before I go to bed'
'This is hardly the time Precious. Maybe in the morning when I have my suit on?'
'No. I don't want a posed picture. As you are would be perfect, you actually look really good'
'Really? Without a shirt?. I suppose all that gym work is paying off and I am pretty buff, even if I say so myself. Okay go ahead'
Emily didn't hesitate. She snapped a photo then and there.
She looked up expecting to see her true father's face on the body in front of her but nothing apparently had changed.