You hold down the red button while the intense heat stil rises within you, hoping to fix the situation and say as slowly and clearly as posible "I wish we were... were.. weren't related but instead were lovers". You again let go of the button and wait for the playback while your cheeks blush in a mix of embarassment at what you just said and arousal from your jacked up libido. You hear the recording start
-"I wish we wer..//<crackle>//.. weren't related but instead were lovers"
You kick yourself mentally, of course this wish turned out just as it was worded. All of a sudden the world starts to shift around the two of you as you see all images of you dissapear from the house and feel tingling as your face shifts to reflect your new family backround, becoming slightly more angular and powerfull.
You realize that wishing you were lovers didn't change you as much as it changed the world around you to accomodate for this new reality, you look over to your sister and she says " Like that wish was, like, a totes perv moment" you pause wondering why your sister wasnt changed along with everything else around you, was it because she was part of the wish? or does using the recorder grant some kind of awareness of it? Either way you have to find some way to get back to normal (or into Cicis pants), but first you decide that your sist-er.. lover at least needs to stop talking like that, so you press the red button again trying you best to ignore the inferno that is between your legs.