Roy looked out the window of his apartment down into the parking lot and spotted a likely test subject for his new techno-toy. A middle-aged woman with big, blond hair was just getting out of an old, rusty pickup truck. As she exited the truck, a couple empty beer cans rolled out from the cab and onto the parking lot. The woman was plump and probably in her mid-thirties. She had pretty large breasts bulging out from beneath a tight-fitting, dirty white t-shirt with a big American flag printed across it. It was hard to tell from this distance, but Roy suspected from the way her swollen breasts were bouncing and flopping about that she wasn't wearing a bra. Roy could spot a big of a muffin-top of flesh bulging out between where the woman's shirt ended and her faded, tight-fitting bluejeans began. She had a large, plump, rounded ass and wore a pair of bright pink sandals with a modestly high heel on them. The woman wore far too much eyeliner, lipstick, and eyeshadow, and was smoking a cigarette.
Roy smiled mischievously, pointed the futuristic device out the window, carefully aimed it at the woman, and pushed the button. Now in order to effect a Role Swap, he knew he'd need a secondary target. But who... or what?