After pressing the button, you suddenly feel like rushing towards your younger sister and your mother, and they're doing likewise. All of you crashed into each other. You... Well, all of you passed out after that.
After a moment, you woke up. You then see boobs in front of your chest, no guess as to what gender you as a fusion probably is.
You went into the bathroom, wanting to see how you fully look like.
You look at your reflection.
A beautiful speciment, a youngful face with innocent-looking eyes with shoulder-length hair envelopped in a white cocktail dress (probably the towel and black dress fused into one) with a pretty big bust. Also, since Ryan had no shoes but socks on and Olivia had neither since coming out from the shower, the fusion is wearing white high-heels, Michelle's shoes but modified to fit the new you.
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