Tim blinked and looked around with confusion.
He was no longer in Paul's attic.
Instead he was standing downstairs in the Hodgson family kitchen... in front of a cutting board full of sliced vegetables. In his left hand was a kitchen knife.
Tim looked at the knife in his hand, and noticed two more odd things: he was now wearing a thin, silver wedding ring with a small diamond in the center of it... and the nails on his hands were longer and painted a glossy, silvery-pink color.
In a panic, Tim examined the rest of himself.
He was still physically male, but was now completely dressed in the clothing of Paul's mom. And the weird thing was that all of Mrs. Hodgson's clothes somehow seemed to have magically re-sized to perfectly fit him.
Tim was wearing a pale pink, short sleeved blouse with tiny flowers printed across the fabric... a pair of tight, tan-colored capri pants... and a pair of light brown sandals with a modest wedge-heel. He noted his toenails were painted the same silver-pink shade as his fingernails. He could feel the strange sensation of a lacy bra strapped uselessly around his chest... and the even stranger sensation of a pair of Mrs. Hodgson's silky, smooth panties around his groin.
As Tim examined himself, he noticed something else weird – his hair was now hanging down in his face as he looked down at his body. Tim had always had very short hair, but now it had sprouted out to the same shoulder-length style Mrs. Hodgson wore.
Worse yet, Tim felt around at his head and discovered he now had pierced ears that sported several of Paul's mom's earrings.
“This isn't really happening,” Tim said softly.
“What isn't happening?” came a friendly, male voice from behind. “Brunch sure smells great, Kathy. How much longer will it be?”
Tim turned around and found himself face to face with Paul's dad, who seemed to believe Tim was now his wife!