"Shit," Jon said as he dropped the gum packet from his hands. Around him, the entire television crew started to murmur to themselves, clearly agitated. Jon pulled at his blue dress in an attempt to stop it from sticking to his sweaty body. The studio was hot from the bright flood lights and Jon's dress was chosen for it's tight fit and base color, not its level of comfort.
When Jon turned on the TV, the wish flung his consciousness into the body of the hot, thirty-year-old Hispanic model awkwardly peddling a new brand of chewing gum. The second Jon opened his eyes, the wish spread to the rest of the crew as well.
