Mark Madison was reaching for his laptop to make a final adjustment to his upcoming presentation when it happened. His laptop seemed to explode into a kaleidoscope of colors, as did the rest of the conference room, and Mark felt like his insides were being sucked out his belly button. Then steadily, Mark felt like the world around him was stabilizing. He blinked, and found himself looking out of his own kitchen window. He felt his hands in water; looking down, he saw that they were in the sink with the dishes sitting in warm soapy water. Sensing something was off, Mark quickly shook his head, trying to figure out if he had fallen asleep. As his long brown hair fell over his eye, something clicked in Mark's mind.
Mark didn't have long brown hair. He also didn't have smooth, slender arms, delicate, almost dainty hands, and he CERTAINLY didn't have the C size breasts that now protruded from his body. "Oh my God!" Mark exclaimed in an all too familiar voice. "I'm Linda!" Somehow, he realized, he had been put into his own wife's body! Mark quickly dried off his hands and headed to the phone to call his office; he needed to make sure Linda was ok.
