"Oh my God!" Jon screamed as he clutched his stomach, falling to the ground.
"Are you okay, miss?" a young woman passing asked.
"No. I think I'm going to die. Oh FUCK! I wish I wasn't going to die!"
With those words, Jon felt immediately better. He stood up and walked back home. Still a little confused about what happened, but it seemed to him even stronger now that he was definately stuck in his sister's body, and that somehow now it was permanant.
