As Mike walked along the street, he started to feel a bit uneasy. It was beginning to feel natural wearing heels. That's what made him uncomfortable.
And after he turned a corner and headed down that street, he began to take on a much more feminine sway. Nothing sexy or anything like that, but definitely a feminine gait. What the hell was going on?
He stopped at a crosswalk and fidgeted with his wedding ring.
"Married? Too bad," a man's voice said.
Mike turned and smiled at him. Why did he smile? He looked at the man and liked what he saw. He was very handsome. Wait, what? Why would I think that? he thought. But Mike was already taken. Taken?
"My name's Larry, by the way," the man said, holding out his hand.
"Michelle," Mike said, still smiling. Michelle? Why did I say that? My name is Mike!
Mike grabbed the man's hand and began shaking it. But when he did, that weird purple glow he saw before began to engulf the man. And when it disappeared, the man looked different.
