At the security guards insistence Gary exited the mall. Walking as fast as he could in his wife's three inch heels Gary came out to the parking lot. He had only been in the changing room for a few minutes but it seemed that in that time most people had fled the mall as quickly as possible in fear of whatever was happening. The parking lot was mostly empty. Gary could see his car parked at the other end of the row of stores at the front of the mall.
He didn't want to leave with out Lorraine but he couldn't see her. Now that he was in her body he wasn't even sure what she looked like but presumed she was in his body. The security guard had assumed the same. Reaching into his wife's purse he dug out her phone. Using his new finger print to unlock the phone he quickly discovered there was no signal. With everything going on the networks were probably overrun. Unless he found Lorraine soon he would have to go home and wait for her there.
Looking at the phone Gary got an idea. He still saw himself as himself but the mirror in the changing room had shown him as others now saw him, his wife. He wondered what the camera on the phone would show. Quickly taking a photo of his face he was not really surprised to see his wife's worried looking face looking back at him. There was even some makeup on his face and lipstick on his lips. Looking at his male torso and rubbing at his chest he felt the soft material of the blouse he was wearing as well as the lacy bra he was wearing underneath the blouse. He again thought about how ridiculous he looked but pointing the camera lower he took another photograph. Again, this photo showed Lorraine's large breasts that he was so fond of, displaying a rather large cleavage through the opening of the blouse.
Shaking his head and reminding himself that he had more important things to deal with, such as finding his wife and figuring out why he had swapped with her and now found himself wearing her outfit, he set off towards his car. Being careful to maintain his balance in the heels he found that if he swayed his hips slightly he was able to walk at a pace close to his normal one. Embarrassed for a moment as to how this must look it quickly passed when he remembered everyone else saw him as Lorraine. As he walked he glanced to his side and saw his reflection in a store window. Reflected back he saw his wife walking rather briskly. If he didn't know better he would assume he was looking at Lorraine and not himself. Her hips swayed as she walked, her breasts stood out prominently to the front and her shapely rear was on display at the back. The clothes he was now wearing did nothing to hide the shape of his body. The weirdest part of the image was the smooth crotch that the tight pants he was wearing showed off. It was so bizarre to see such a feminine appearance matching his every step. As he walked he felt his crotch with his hand just to make sure his penis was still there. It felt equally bizarre to feel his penis and testicles being held comfortably within his wife's lacy panties and tight pants. He was glad the crowds of people had already left as the sight of a woman walking around and rubbing her vagina through her pants would have certainly turned some heads.
Reaching his car, he was both surprised and relieved to see someone was sitting in the driver seat. When he got closer and saw that it was his own body he felt like he was having an out of body experience. Hoping this was Lorraine and not some stranger he was relieved when his old body got out of the car and asked, "Gary? Is that you?"
