It was like a bad trip ... or what he would imagine one to be like, had he ever taken drugs. The closest equivalent he could recall was a trip to a fun-house ... but this was no fun.
"Earth to Ron!" a shrill female voice said in his ear.
Jon blinked, confused for a moment, then looked over at Roxanne. But the Goth girl was no longer Goth. Not even slightly. In fact, she looked fairly normal, although a bit tomboyish. And now that he noticed it, the name tag she took from him said "Joanne" instead of "Jon".
He looked down at himself and that's when he realized that he had changed too. He was still male, but his body looked a lot lankier, almost androgynous, and his skin was very pale. His clothes looked clearly gothic, like a nylon shirt, black leather pants, and black boots. And through his shirt, he could see that his nipples were pierced. The name on his name tag had also changed, from "Roxanne" to "Ron".
"Is this your first time?" Roxanne (now Joanne, apparently) asked him.
"Um ... yeah," Jon (now Ron, apparently) said, still not quite sure what happened. It was almost like he and Roxanne had switched clothes ... or rather lifestyles, since he was wearing boy's Goth clothes instead of girl's? But for some reason, it felt like there was more to it than that. He couldn't explain it, but he felt different, like in his head.
