Tim's world around him instantly shifted. The open sidewalk faded away in a flash, replaced with the interior of a building. His eyes blinked, as if trying to tell if he was hallucinating. When his eyesight did clear, it did not help his confusion. From what he could tell, he appeared to be in some kind of classroom.
"What the Hell?" He muttered aloud.
"Ms. Mendez!" A little voice rang out next to Tim. He looked down to see a little boy, no older than eight, with scraggy blonde hair and some sort of cartoon themed t-shirt and shorts. He also seemed to be looking at Tim with a mischievous grin. "Ms. Mendez! Melissa said a bad wooooord!" He called out while raising his hand.
"Ms. Mendez?" Tim thought. "Melissa's teacher? Wait... what'd he call me?" Tim thought, confused out of his mind.
"Melissa, is that true?" He heard a stern speaking young woman respond.
Tim looked over to see Ms. Mendez herself, walking over towards Tim looking incredibly upset... and incredible. Tim never mentioned it to his wife, but he always found her to be attractive. She had short, curly jet black hair, incredible caramel skin, a sassy attitude, wide hips a wider ass and nice tits. It was always hard to avoid staring during parent teacher conferences. She wore her normal cardigan and work skirt, which swayed until she reached Tim.
Still confused, Tim tried to come up with anything too say.
"Um, I'm sorry Ms. Mendez. I don't know why..." He trailed off upon see something brush in front of his face.
"What the..." He mumbled, grabbing it to see that it was his hair, yet it was long. It was still brown in hue, but slightly wavy, long enough to pass his shoulders, and tied up into large pigtails! He glanced down in horror, only to find himself standing there dressed exactly like how his 8 year old daughter had been dressed the morning for school, only somehow resized for him.
There was a Frozen II t-shirt which was now massive to accommodate his body, and a skirt somehow made for a grown main which accompanied it below. From what he could see, his arms and legs were devoid of hair, and he quickly realized that it wasn't briefs he was wearing underneath.
"Melissa, I don't want to hear it. Now, go sit in the time out chair until you're ready to apologize." Ms. Mendez scolded Tim.
He wanted to protest, but he was too baffled.
"Does she... actually believe that I'm Melissa?!" He thought. He dotted his eyes around the room, and to his surprise, no other child in the classroom seemed at all to care that there was suddenly an adult man dressed like a little girl in the classroom. He figured he should play it cool for now, and just nodded quietly before walking off to the corner of the room.
He walked over to find a small wooden desk in the back right corner, situated as to show the rest of the classroom. He sat down, and just gazed over everyone confused out of his mind. It was definitely his daughter's classroom, and his daughter's teacher, and his daughter's clothes, and yet here HE was dressed like HER with no one apparently able to notice what was wrong about that picture.
"Okay Tim, stay calm." He thought to himself. "There has to be a reasonable explanation for why you're suddenly dressed this way and why nobody seems to notice or... oh who am I kidding!" He thought before slapping his forehead, staring down at the desk. "Either I've lost it or this is magic!" He guessed.
Just as he thought that, his eyes happened to glance down at his left arm, where there, on his wrist, he spotted the watch he had bought only a few minutes ago. Everything else changed on his body, even his hair, and yet that remained intact.
"No... no it couldn't be." He whispered.
Tim thought back, and realized that he had definitely been fiddling with it when he was thinking about picking Melissa up from school, and then the next thing he knew he was here.
"Well, only one way to find out." He thought.
He looked around, and noticed a prominent button on the side. He felt like he could recall pressing it before everything went haywire, so maybe hitting it again would fix everything! He looked up at the classroom, making sure nobody was looking, then glanced back down and held the button.
His world blurred again, and suddenly reality changed once more.