You close the door and look at the doll again. You just couldn't get over how much it looked like your sister and it was perhaps this that led you to give into the desire to say, "Schimba formele acum." You didn't understand the words and didn't know how to pronounce them, yet you were able to say them. It was like the words were speaking themselves.
You were surprised to see the doll ripple like it was water and pebbles were dropped into it. Then you noticed that the doll's breasts were shrinking and growing a bit taller. The doll's shoulders broadened while it's hips narrowed. It's face became more masculine, in fact it became your face as the clothes became the clothes you were wearing. The rippling stopped and instead of holding a doll that looked like your sister you were now holding a doll that looked like you.
You were wondering how the doll had taken on your likeness when you felt the urge to pee. However it felt different this time. You looked down to see breasts where there shouldn't be any. Not only that but you weren't wearing your shirt anymore, you were wearing what appeared to be Haley's shirt that she wore the last time your mom saw her. Could you have become your sister? It seemed impossible that you could go from a forty-three year old man to a sixteen year old girl but that appears to be what happened. The growing urge to pee cut into your thoughts. Since you didn't want to piss yourself you put the doll down and went into the bathroom. Pulling down your pants you see a pair of pink silk panties with white lace around the openings, along with the smooth front of a female. It was pretty obvious now that you were your sister. You were hesitant to pull down your panties because you didn't want to see Haley's pussy. However the need to pee won out and you pulled them down.
After you finished you felt something poke you in your chest. You had an idea of what it was and when you took off your shirt you were able to confirm it, the underwire was poking out. Curious about your sister's bra size you take it off and look at the tag. "34C huh," you said blushing a bit. "Sorry about that sis but I think I'll get you a new bra to make up for this." For now you put the bra and shirt back on.
You picked up the doll and pondered what to do next. You thought about texting your mom but that didn't seem like a good idea at the moment. You didn't know how this worked so you couldn't explain what happened or if it's reversible. With that thought there were a couple of things you could do. You could either try to change back or see if there's anything on the Internet about the doll. Which will you choose?
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