"Let's go home", said my mom as we both went back to the car lot and to her car. The heels I was wearing, as well as the ones my mother was wearing, were clicking on the ground. It was really strange. Although I tried to avoid putting heels from the moment I swapped back, but I somehow felt compelled to wear them. Even my mom encouraged me and since the remote seemed to have given me the ability to walk in them.
The same went for the rest of my new waderobe. I wanted to wear skirts, dresses or other feminine clothing. I even kinda wanted to get my nails done with my mom. All of this was so strange.
During the ride home I was looking out of the window and thinking about how my life has changed or actually has not. I still had my girlfriend, my old friends and my old hobbies. The only change was that I had another waderobe and body and therefore I seem to have more interest in clothing than before.
"Why did this have to happen to me?", I mumbled.
"What was that?", my mom asked.
"Oh nothing", I replied.
"Okay. What are you going to do today? I mean, it's still early afternoon", she asked me while driving into our garage.
"I don't know... I guess I'll..."
