Tiffany and I spent the next few hours discussing the whole situation, starting with what we knew about our Grandfather's place. I then described the full version of my transformation into my sister making sure to tell her about how it seemed to begin after she accidentally spit in my eye. We finished off by planning how to get me back to myself.
"Well, tomorrow we'll head on over to Grandpa's place and see what we can find. Right now, I think I'll start some laundry. With you wearing my clothes now, I'm going to go through them twice as fast."
"Yeah, but don't girls as a rule have a months worth of clothes in their closet?" I chided.
"I couldn't go a month without doing laundry. I'd run out of bras and panties!"
"Oh, right. Well, I'll do the next load then."
I then went and grabbed my laundry basket and brought it to the laundry room. My sister already had the washer filling and was busy sorting clothes into piles.
I grabbed a finished pile and started putting it in the washer. In minutes we had the first load going. Tiffany then turned to me.
"Now, John, I think its time you learned a few basic things about being a girl."