You laugh as you see a tiny boy's jumpsuit, it belongs to your new Resident Assistant's toddler. You strip down and try to step into it. Amazingly your huge legs easily slip into the leg openings. As you pull up the suit and slide your arms in, you laugh. Your line of vision instantly changes. You look up at the washing machines, and struggle to balance your now too heavy head. You glance down at your giant hairy feet and massive forearms attached to the body of a two year old. You have to see yourself in the mirror. You run to the bathroom, dragging your knuckles on the floor like a cave man. You need the extra support of your arms to balance your heavy head on your tiny legs. You see your reflection and fall on your butt laughing.
Giant adult head, hands forearms and feet sticking out of a toddler's body. You strip down to see yourself naked. You stop laughing when you see your new wee-wee. You run back to the laundry room. Your clothes are gone, and your room key is in the pants. You sigh. You jump at a piece of unidentifiable clothing sticking out over the counter, and you pull it down. It's a....