He started to get in the shower, if for no other reason to preempt his "mother" from nagging him about it again, when he felt the breeze from the open window high on the bathroom wall opposite the sink. Far too high for him to look out.
Unless...
Jeff, naked as the proverbial jaybird in Mikey's 10-year-old body, saw the folded step-ladder tucked between the sink and the wall. Awkwardly, he pulled the ladder toward the window and then began the laborious work to unfold the step-ladder and lock the different steps into place. Once satisfied with his work, he pushed the ladder into position below the ladder.
He climbed the first step, which wasn't a big deal, but as he slowly stepped up the pyramidal ladder he began to feel some dizziness. He swore the rickety step-ladder swayed as he tried to balance on the top step. Sucking up the nerve, he grabbed the windowsill with his small fingers and looked out the window into his own backyard.
The new Mikey looked down at a naked man stretched on a lounge enclosed within the tall privacy fence surrounding the neighbor's yard. He gasped in recognition as he gazed at his former body. He felt his cheeks grown warm as he spied on the man. The man he used to be...
The man with the sun-kissed muscles had no idea he was being watched.
"Is that the real Mikey in my body?" Jeff wondered. Why was the kid not freaking out? Did he like being an adult? Didn't the kid realize that adults didn't normally hang out in the backyard naked where a neighbor could spy on them?
He had more questions, but few answers, but was startled at a shrill "Mikey!"
He whipped around, saw a woman that he recognized as his neighbor and Mikey's mom, and toppled off the top of the step-ladder...