(Originally added by Sandyseeker)
Without warning, the aura of light around the book suddenly exploded in intensity. The Donaldson family all shielded their eyes. Steve dropped the book to the floor. It collapsed with a heavy, dull thud... and the brilliant aura of light instantly ceased.
“Wh-What happened?” asked Megan, blinking and rubbing her eyes. “Wh-What's wrong with my voice?”
Megan had become a boy.
Not just any boy, but Edwin Callen – the teen heart-throb boy vampire from the Darklight series of books that Megan loved so much. She was now a tall, skinny boy with ghostly pale skin and short black hair. She was wearing a plain gray t-shirt, a black jacket, a pair of black jeans, and some shiny, black boots.
“Dad – help me!” she cried, in a masculine voice. “I... I've turned into a vampire!”
Pointed, razor sharp teeth popped down from the roof of her mouth as if on cue with her comment.
However, Megan's father was in no condition to help her. Steve was also transforming. While Megan had become a boy, Steve was becoming a woman.
Steve was now a lean, tanned, very busty red-haired woman... dressed in a tattered loincloth that barely hung down below the crotch, and a matching strip of cloth tied loosely around his enormous, new breasts. A simple necklace of sea-shells strung together hung from his neck.
Quickly recognizing the obscure character he had become as a secret, guilty pleasure from his youth, Steve informed the others: “I'm Luna, the cavewoman from A Bajillion Years B.C. – you know, that cheesy old sixties movie with Rachelle Welsh.”
Steve's voice was now soft, lilting, and sultry. He was considerably shorter than he'd been as a man, but seemed to make up for it in muscle tone. His new, feminine body seemed strong, agile, and athletic.
“We're becoming fictional characters,” he told the others.
Not that it would do them any good. The transformations had already begun to affect Steve's wife and son.
Alan was next. He had become a tall, thin, athletic looking woman – with heavy, round breasts, just like his father. Alan was dressed in a ridiculously short and tight pair of cargo shorts, some brown lace-up boots, a tight, ribbed, white top... and a dizzying array of knives, gun holsters, and ammunition belts strapped to him. He had long, dark hair tied back in a single, utilitarian ponytail. He spoke with a British accent.
“I'm Lori Craft – from the Grave Robber video games!” he exclaimed, still staring down with fixated fascination at his big, swollen breasts.
Finally, Janet transformed as well. She became a tall, broad-shouldered, muscular hunk of a man. Her short, brown hair seemed to reflect a style from the '70s... as did her tight, one-piece jumpsuit of shiny, red fabric (strategically unzipped halfway down the chest to display her new, thick coat of chest hair). She wore big, bright white boots and looked like she had just stepped off the set of some old sci-fi/action movie or television series.
Glancing down at herself for a moment, Janet recognized a small, stylized logo on one side of her jumpsuit.
“I'm The Cybernetic Man,” she said glumly, her voice now the deep, booming baritone of a '70s action hero. “I'm Scott Dallas – the bionic secret agent in that old show? You remember, he was played by Lou Sargent. Wow, I wonder if I have all his bionic powers now?”
“I wonder if I can jump like Lori Craft,” muttered Alan, still staring fixedly at his breasts. “Or... oooo, do the splits like she can?”
“I can't believe you two!” said Steve. He tried to fold his arms across his chest in an authoritative gesture, but his newly swollen mammary glands got in the way. “You're not a cybernetic secret agent – you're my wife! And you're not some grave robbing bimbo – you're my son! Look, you don't see me running around grunting incoherently like a cro-magnon woman would, do you? And Megan isn't attacking us and sucking our blood like a vampire would!”
Steve turned to Megan, who winked roguishly, flashed a fiendish smiled that displayed her sharp, new teeth... but said nothing.
“Uh...” stammered Steve. “Let's all just remember who we are... and... uh... do whatever we can to change back to normal ASAP.”
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