Mikey spotted the body of a fat woman running towards him. She was wearing a loose blue dress that didn't hide her fat belly and huge boobies and she had lost her shoes and was running around in pantyhose. On her shoulders was the head of another boy of maybe six or seven. He was crying and not paying attention to where he was going.
Mikey tried to get out of the way but hadn't quite gotten the hang of moving an adult womans body with high heels yet. The two mismatched people collided together.
Mikey now found his head on the body of the fat woman he tried to avoid. This was definitely weirder than last time he thought. He felt... well, wrong.
The boy he ran into looked a little stunned and even relieved as he picked himself up in Joan Madison's body. He may not be fat anymore, but he too was having trouble negotiating high heels.
In obvious discomfort Mikey picked himself (herself) up and asked the boy, who now possessed his mother's body, "What's wrong with you kid? Why can't you watch where you're going?"
His mother's body awkwardly crossed her arms across her chest and the little boys head atop it replied "I just started hurting and when I asked Mommy what it was she said I was having cont... contrap... contactions!"
Mikey wasn't sure what that meant, but it didn't sound good. "Okay, let's just get you home and maybe we can somehow get back to..."
Suddenly, Mikey's water broke.
