Roy finished rummaging through his closet and dresser drawers. His room was 100% normal, other than the undeniable fact that every single article of clothing he owned was now Mrs. Sanchez's clothing. He could only guess that her wardrobe was now wholly stocked with Roy's dirty old t-shirts, blue jeans, etc.
“Sarah didn't react like I was some weirdo freak when I walked by earlier,” mused Roy. “So I guess this crazy gizmo did alter reality so that... everyone thinks I always wear women's clothing?”
Roy decided he had to test the device out a bit more. He returned to the kitchen. Sarah and Jack were sitting at the table, just finishing up breakfast.
“Hey, Roy!” murmured Jack, in between bites of scrambled eggs. “Gotta work today?”
“Uh... yeah,” shrugged Roy.
“You look nice,” said Sarah with a friendly smile.
“Oh... yeah... uh... thanks,” mumbled Roy.
He fiddled with the device, quietly activating it on Sarah. Roy then looked around for a target to switch roles with Sarah.