Tory looked around him. They must have fallen into some sort of small pit, like a spider hole, on the middle of this beaten path. In the corner of his eye he saw Hikari moving.
"Are you alright?" he asked, standing up. Tory was virtually unharmed, minus a few scratches and a bleeding cut on his arm. It was nothing, really. Meanwhile Hikari looked like she was in too much pain to walk.
"Here" he said, offering his hand to her. Hikari didn't notice, reaching her hand out to something shiny in the mud. "What's that?"
Hikari grabbed the object. It was an antique ring, it looked like it was made of gold. "Well" she sighed, "At least something good came out of today". She put the ring on.
"C'mon, let's get you out of here. We may as well head home" Tory stuck his hand out.
Hikari took it, stumbling up. "Gah" she groaned, "My leg hurts bad... It might be broken". Hikari bent over slightly to clean the cut in her leg. It was bleeding slightly, but most of it had dried into her skin. "Look at you, all unharmed. I wish I had your luck".
Tory suddenly felt dizzy, and closed his eyes to ease the feeling. When he opened them, he was now bending over - his manicured hands outstretched to his bleeding leg. His hairless bleeding leg. What was worse, was he saw two B-cup breasts under his outstretched arms. It didn't take rocket science to figure out what happened, but his fears were only confirmed as he turned to his left and saw his body standing there utterly dumbfounded with it's hand outstretched and jaw dropped.
"What!?" he, or she shrieked. Tory grabbed her throat at the feminine tone that escaped. "Why am I you!?" she shrieked.