"How did this even happen?" Amelia asked herself.
"I can explain that." A mysterious voice said from the doorway.
Turning towards the doorway, Amelia saw the statue she had purchased floating. She then panicked and tried to back away, only to end up tripping on her own feet and falling to the floor.
The statue floated over to her and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Y-yes?" Amelia stuttered.
"Good, sorry to have startled you as I did. I didn't think my presence would disturb you as it has."
Amelia slowly started to stand back up, asking "Are you real?"
"Of course I am, what do you think I am?"
"A figment of my imagination." Amelia said, in a deadpan voice.
"Well I'm not, I am a blessed statue of Hera, imbued with her divine will." The statue proclaimed proudly.
"Wait, Hera? As in the goddess of marriage and women?"
"Yes, as well as childbirth. This includes the trials and tribulations that come with it such as parenthood. Such as dealing with unruly 'sons'." The statue said, with contempt.
"Wait, is that why you did this?" Amelia asked, gesturing to her still unconscious daughter.
"Indeed. When he so rudely disrespected me and you with his snide comment, I sought to properly punish him. Before I did, I saw into your mind and examined the memories you had of him. Seeing his chauvinistic behavior towards women and you, I decided that his punishment is to be reborn as a woman. Freed from his toxic masculinity, she will become your ideal daughter. She will grow to be lady like, delicate, and most importantly shall deliver you a boon of grandchildren."
"Wait, where did that one come from?"
"You know you desire grandchild to spoil and dote on, do not deny that this is one of your desires."
"Well, I can't exactly say that I wouldn't mind that, but don't you think that she's a little, underdeveloped?" Amelia asked.
"This is Hera's mercy; she shall start in this underdeveloped state in order for you to ease her into womanhood. Over the course of the next year, she shall grow into the body that she was meant to have. Large breasts for feeding her children, wide hips to ease childbirth, and a large rear to help keep her balance. I do not know how large she will grow but, should she start to surpass you, I will grow your curves accordingly. After all, a daughter shouldn't surpass her mother at such a young age, wouldn't you agree?"
"I guess." Amelia said, looking uncertainly at her daughter.
"What troubles you?" The statue asked caringly.
"I don't know about this. On the one hand something needed to be done. Her behavior had been completely unacceptable, especially towards woman. But on the other hand, was this really necessary? Did you really have to turn her into a girl? This is a massive change, and I don't know if she'll even work with me on this. What if she completely rejects this, what if she resents me for allowing it, what if this is ruins our relationship for good?"
"I understand your concerns, but I assure you that this was necessary. Something as drastic as this was the only thing that could curtail his behavior. I will go back to your fireplace mantle for now. Know that I will always be watching over you and will be here whenever you need me. But before I go, please be reassured that you can do this. I saw your life, I saw how your young love failed, I saw you rise to the challenge and achieve heights that lesser women would have caved to. You are more than capable of reforming your child, you merely only need to believe in yourself." With that, the statue left the room to return to its previous position, leaving Amelia alone with her new daughter.