Just a few seconds after Jon made his wish, his older sister Jessica was walking up to the McMillan house. She grew up with Victoria, the McMillan's oldest daughter (of two), and since she was home from college, she decided to pay her old friend a visit.
But what she didn't know was that her brother Jon had made a wish that would cause her to swap personalities with the first person she talked to. And that person was the one that answered the door, after she rang the doorbell.
The door opened and Jessica (a college girl who was studying to become a doctor - Jon's parents were so proud) saw Victoria's mother Susan. Just as always, she was dressed in a revealing bikini and high heels, with a champagne glass in her hand. Susan was a bikini/underwear model and she apparently liked to bring her work home with her. Jessica didn't like it. Susan was a middle-aged woman and she shouldn't have a job like that. In Jessica's mind, it was no better than prostitution. That's why Jessica was studying hard to become a doctor. Jessica was pretty, but she didn't need to be to practice medicine.
"Oh. Hello, Jessica," Susan McMillan said. "Here to see Victoria?"
"Yeah. Is she home?" Jessica asked.
Suddenly, both of them felt dizzy. And when their heads cleared, Susan was dressed in a sweater and a pair of jeans, and Jessica was dressed in a very revealing top and short miniskirt.
Susan let the college girl in, but she didn't approve of her. Susan worked with her husband at his pharmaceutical company as one of the head chemists. She prided herself on her scientific work. She used her mind, not her body. But this girl, this friend of her daughter, she didn't use her mind. She couldn't believe it when (less than a year ago) she overheard Jessica trying to convince her daughter to go into modeling just like she planned to. And the way Jessica dressed was appalling. It was almost one step away from prostitution, her showing off her body like that.
Jessica walked into the house, her high heels tapping the floor as she went. She spun around and looked at her friend's mother, frowning at her taste in clothes. Susan could be so hot if she just tried to not wear frumpy clothing. But then she shrugged. Not all women had style like Jessica did.
"Well? Is she home?" Jessica asked.
"She's in her room," Susan said.
Jessica smiled, then walked upstairs to Victoria's bedroom.
