"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my son's room?!" Jon's mom Katherine almost screamed. Jon looked in his mirror and saw that he had the model's whole body, including face; he must have glanced at the magazine while he was thinking of swapping faces!
"I can explain, mom, trust me, I can explain!" He said quickly, in a breathy voice. He couldn't say "unswap" in front of her, could he? But it was the only way. "I... um... I can switch people's body parts. Anyone's, myself included. I, uh... accidentally switched with a model in one of my magazines."
Kathy stared at the strange woman, not sure whether she believed her. She had Jon's mannerisms, little telltale things. "Swap something of ours." This would be a good test. Suddenly, she felt a strange new weight on her head, and blonde hair spilled out on her shoulders and over her face. When she swept it away, she saw that her own short brown hair was on the woman who claimed to be Jon. A moment later, the weight disappeared and the model had her own hair again. "Do you believe me now?"
"I think I do. And I think you can keep that body for now, Jon." Kathy swept the magazine up from the table, rolling it up and putting it under her arm. "See what it's like being one of those women you objectify. I know you don't like pictures taken of yourself so I doubt you have any lying around, and I'll be taking family pictures down. Of course if you change back I can just ground you."
Jon stared at her, mouth hanging open slightly, and before he could find the words to beg her to take it back, she was gone. He was stuck as a sexy blonde model in a French maid uniform.
