Jon hesitantly opened his sister's bedroom door and walked in, hoping that Zoe wasn't there. But, as it turned out, she was.
She spun around from her computer and yelled "Who the fuck said you could come in ..." Then she stopped and stared. "You ... you're ... me."
"It's me, Zoe. Jon," he said. It was so weird hearing his sister's voice when he talked, but not as weird as having her body.
"How ... how is this possible?" she asked, as she approached her changed brother. She squeezed one of his breasts.
"Hey, watch it. Those things are sensitive," Jon said.
"They're really real," Zoe said. "This isn't some sort of a disguise. You really are me," she said, with a smile.
"This isn't something to smile about, Zoe. I need to figure out a way to be me again."
"Well, how did it happen?" she asked.
