So turned on at having your mom's lower half, you decided to use the device on your sister next. Your 19-year old sibling Melody was still watching her trashy TV shows on the TV in the living room, while filing her nails. When you walked in, she reacted normally, despite you now having your mom's lower body, including feminine clothing. You put your hands on your hips and looked at her until she looked back.
"What?" Melody frowned, gesturing with both arms.
"Nothing sis!" you smirked at her. "Oh... actually, do you think my skirt could do with being shorter?" you suddenly asked her.
"I'm not your fashion advisor jerkwad, go ask mom. Though I'm quite sure what she'll say." Melody said, chuckling a little. Again, she saw nothing wrong with the fact that her younger brother was wearing her mother's skirt and shoes, and had her ass, legs and feet too, not to mention her hairy pussy. While Melody looked back to the TV, she didn't feel the bright yellow beam hit her in the chest as she sat there.
You grinned as you watched your sister's perky C-cup tits deflating under her red tank top, morphing into your flat chest and male pecs. Then you looked down in astonishment and delight as your sister's boobs grew on your chest... distending your t-shirt nicely. Your new nipples immediately hardened as a result of the swap and the teats could be seen through the fabric. Things got quickly more comfortable when Melody's bra also appeared around your torso. You immediately started messing with your bra strap and adjusting your new breasts, while Melody kept glancing at you in distain.
"John... that's disturbing. Stop playing with your tits in front of me!" Melody demanded.
"Why should I? They're mine." was your response.
"MOM.... JOHN IS PLAYING WITH HIS BOOBS IN HERE!" Melody screeched out suddenly.
You rolled your eyes as your mother came strolling into the room, adjusting her teenage cock in her pants. "Sweetie, don't annoy your sister." she said to you, before politely ushering you into the kitchen again. By this time, your new mature snatch was wet through with excitement, and occasionally staring down at the bulge in what were now your mom's jeans didn't exactly help your arousal.
"Honey, you know your sister doesn't like you teasing her like that. She'll always be sore that you were the one that developed boobs and not her." your mother said, due to the reality change.
"Sorry mom, I'll stop doing it." you smirked, getting a pat on the arm from your unsuspecting mother. Then when she walked off, you peeked down your t-shirt at your new tits and smiled. "Gonna enjoy these as much as all this." you chuckled, then glancing past your new bosom at your mother's former lower body.
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