Jon first noticed that he was in his kitchen, which wasn't so odd. What was odd was that he found himself chopping a cucumber. He continued to chop it, though, because he knew he had to get dinner ready. He also noticed that his fingernails were nicely manicured, painted a faint rosy pink. He was sure they hadn't been like that a minute ago, but they looked nice, so it didn't really bother him.
Something was definitely wrong, but for some reason Jon felt no sense of panic. He just kept getting dinner ready, going over to the sink to wash some cabbage. As he did, he felt some fabric swishing against his knees. He looked down and was mildly startled to see himself wearing a dress. One of his mother's dresses, to be specific. And by the feel of it, he had her underwear, too. And on his feet were some stylish flats he'd often seen his mom wear.
But that's silly, Jon thought, Mom and I certainly aren't the same size. Jon pondered for a moment. No, these are obviously my clothes. Now I need to focus and get dinner ready, the kids will be home soon.
Kids? Did Jon have kids? It was a bit confusing. He looked down at the gold chain around his neck. This must be responsible. He considered taking it off. It did look a bit gaudy after all, definitely not his style. Jon knew he had work to do, though, and continued making dinner as his mind wandered...
