"Me?" Zoe said. "Look at you...you aren't just a girl...you're a Ballerina."
Sure enough...looking down, Jon saw a rather attractive body with a good amount of cleavage inside a pink leotard, looking in the mirror across the room he saw a tall pretty girl with her hair pulled back into a bun wearing ballet slippers with a look of chock on her face and "But why am I a ballerina and you're not a Goth anymore?" She asked, not sure Zoe would know any more. It was more a rhetorical question.
Zoe shrugged. He'd been the one interested in the occult. "I guess I didn't think out my wish...If everyone alive is now the other gender...the changes stretch back decades...It's what they call the domino effect. A guy fifty years ago was born a girl...so he wasn't somewhere he would have been as a guy..and became a ballerina instead of a stock broker...and suddenly lived a very different life...And that changed other lives...and suddenly...etc. etc....What the hell...I'm not a goth and you're a ballerina, and by the way your dressed I'd say that you have ballet practice or something soon."
"Jen! Let's go your going to be late to Ballet if you don't hurry up" they heard they're mom yell
"We'll talk about this when I get back" Jon said as he pranced down the stairs
