Alan shuddered, afraid of what was going to come next. But before she could wish, Brit called from the backyard.
"Mooooom! I can't make the fire thingy work!" She called.
Unity sighed, "Go help your sister."
He breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to do so, finding Brit outside trying to figure out how to make the butane lighter work.
"The trigger's all stuck." She said, futilely poking the kindling with it. He had to laugh, watching his formerly bright sister frantically jabbing at a fire in hopes that it would spontaneously combust.
"Here, sis. Let me see that." He said, kneeling beside her, "You have to press this button, AND pull the trigger."
Her eyes went wide as the flame flickered out and caught the kindling.
"Ohmygod! It's like one of those girl lock things!" She squealed in delight, and Alan noted with some amusement that 'girl lock' had replaced 'ch1ld lock'.
She hugged him and pecked him on the cheek, her large breasts pressing into his side as she did. After a moment of uncomfortable arousal, he had to remind himself that this was, in fact, his sister.
After dinner, easily the best their mother had ever prepared, they sat around the fireplace. This much had been an old tradition in the Bloom household; family campfires. He'd spent many a fun evening huddled around an open fire as a ch1ld, and many a funner one as the wine and beer bottles came out to accompany them as adults.
They were out now, his mom and Jodi were splitting a glass of "that nice red stuff" while Brit and Val had split a pack of fruity girly stuff and were putting it away like it was their job. Ellie watched in envy.
"Moooom. Are you sure I can't have stuff to drink?" She pouted, "I do it at school!"
"I don't care what you do at school." She said, "In your Dad's house, nobody drinks until they're of age and stuff."
His father chuckled.
"My house. I think we all know I just pay for it, dear. It's your home."
Alan sat alone on a log as he watched his transformed lovers and family. Val and Jodi fed one another marshmallows, and shared sticky kisses between them. Unity, more physically affectionate than he'd ever seen her, was draped all over his father, who looked ten years younger despite being completely unchanged by any of the wishes. Ellie was smiling contentedly for the first time he'd seen in some years now, and while Brit seemed to regard his girlfriends somewhat enviously, her demeanor was no less pleasant or perky than it always was.
What he couldn't get over was how much happier everyone in this new version of reality seemed. Even his father, despite being even more overworked, seemed to draw life from his stress free home. But despite how sunny the family felt, Alan couldn't wait to be out of there. It was too uncomfortable finding them all as attractive as he did, and he wanted to get away from them before they wished something stupid.
His thoughts were interrupted as a feminine hand waved in his face. He thought it was Jodi at first, but she was still cuddling with Val.
"Jesus, Brit! You scared me!"
She giggled.
"My super serious little bro." She teased, "So wrapped up in is thoughts that he can't like, drink and stuff."
She took his hand holding a beer and lifted it to his lips.
"C'mon. Drink up so you're not so sour and stuff."
He snatched it away, irritated. Seems even as a bimbo, Brit was as sassy and playful as ever.
"Seriously, though. Whatcha thinkin?" She asked.
"Don't worry about it." He said, giving her as brief and platonic a squeeze as possible given her bare waisted stated, "Just guy stuff."
"Ugh. Guy stuff." She repeated, sticking her tongue out in disgust. He thought that closed the matter, but a minute later, she spoke up.
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