As the dizziness passed, Jeff opened his eyes. The fact he had eyes at all told him that he was currently not his own vagina. Looking down between his legs, sure enough, there's his vagina. He reached down and felt it. And it felt... well, certainly not normal. After all, he didn't even have a vagina until a little while ago. But beyond that, it didn't feel any different than it did minutes ago. And yet he was certain that within his recently-obtained female sex, was a copy of his conciousness. Which means, he himself had become the host.
Needless to say, Jeff was a little disappointed. He wanted to experience being his own vagina first-hand. Nothing he can do about it, now, though. At the very least, the copy's conciousness will merge back to his own, and he'll remember his copy's time as a vagina as though he had experienced it himself. He stroked the lips of his vagina, wondering what it must be like for it.
He looked at the Chronivac's screen, which now confirmed what he assumed -- a new target had been detected: Jeff (Vagina of Jess). "Jess"? Was that his new name in this reality? Looking back at his own name, sure enough, it listed him as "Jess".
With this revelation drawing his attention away from his sentient vagina, he looked around his room. Or rather, "her" room. This room belonged to "Jess", not "Jeff". Overall, the room had its similarities to his original room, but the room was clearly intended for a female version of himself, what with things like the pink bedspread and the poster of Generic Boy Band on the wall.
And with a sense of dread, Jeff realized that he didn't recognize these things.
Quickly grabbing his phone (noting how the lock screen now featured a cute animal), he loaded up his contacts. He had the same home and family, no doubt about that. But instead of his usual friends, it listed several girls he knew at school. And he knew so little about them, their next conversations are surely going to be VERY awkward. Meanwhile, the only friend that was still in his contacts was that of his best friend, Jason. Looking at their recent conversation, though, it seems that Jeff and Jason were more than best friends in this reality. In fact, they apparently had a DATE later tonight!
Jeff leaned his head back and groaned. While a copy of his conciousness was now living the simple life of a vagina, he himself was stranded as a stranger in a female version of his own life!