David took a look in the rearview mirror as he started the car. The two Barbies were relentlessly pawing at one another, giggling harmoniously. Well, he reasoned, maybe this could be fun. Maybe Gilmore wasn't so bad - he'd given him this opportunity to make a couple of playthings. But he remembered who they'd been before - this just wasn't right. He was about to shift the car into gear to take the living dolls home, when a sudden tapping came on the car window.
David rolled the window down and looked at the young man standing there. It took a moment for him to realize who it was - he hadn't seen him since his high school days. It was Carl Meyers, Pete's oldest son. Well, the former Pete.
"What do you think you're doing?" Carl asked. David froze. Had Carl seen what had happened to his father? Maybe his reality warping wasn't as strong as he thought.
"Oh hey Carl! Long time no see, man. We were just uh..." David looked in the back seat. Naked Beach Barbie was now on Lifeguard Barbie's lap, nibbling her earlobe. Lifeguard Barbie moaned softly. "Just, uh, going to get some lunch."
"Yeah, but what are you doing with MY Barbie."
"Your Barbie?"
"Yes, David. My Barbie. She's my plaything. You've got your own."
"Well my Dad- I mean Barbie, was just lifeguarding and Pete- er, Barbie, was just laying there. They both followed me, I didn't think..."
"Come on, man. You're really gonna play finders keepers? We're grown men here. Now give me my Barbie."
"Uh, sure. Sorry." David was flummoxed, this was certainly not how he thought things would go. How had his powers given Carl his own plaything?
Carl opened the back door. "Come on, Barbie. It's time to go!"
"Oh pooh," Lifeguard Barbie whined as Naked Beach Barbie poutily climbed off and over the seat. Her pout quickly became a beaming grin when she laid eyes on Carl, however.
"Oh hiya Carly-pie!! What are we gonna play next!"
Carl looked up and down her smooth, naked form. "What happened to your clothes! We've got to get you back into your maid's uniform so you can finish your cleaning!"
"Ooh! Can I wear the pink stockings this time? I love pink!"
"I love pink too!" Lifeguard Barbie interjected from the back seat. She'd been sad that the other Barbie wasn't touching her, but had forgotten that and was now happy to be thinking about pink things and lingerie.
"Of course you can," Carl said, "I've got it waiting at home, let's go." As Barbie turned, Carl took a good look at her ass. "Jeez, David, you got sand all over her!" He swiftly brushed off her naked backside, eliciting a wave of pleasured giggles.
As the two walked off towards Carl's car, Lifeguard Barbie waved dumbly, while David could only stare. This wouldn't do. This wouldn't do at all. He still hadn't used his powers intentionally yet, did he want to try something deliberate on Carl? Maybe a third Barbie would smooth things over... or maybe there was something else worth trying...
