Jeff awoke from blacking out. He felt very strange. He felt whole again, but he felt a weight on his chest. He looked down to see that he had breasts, and was a wearing a somewhat sexy dress. He could not move, but he could feel his hair falling over his curvy shoulders. He was a woman, but he wasn't breathing or moving. And he felt somewhat flat. In front of him he saw his girlfriend, reaching under her dress in surprise as she looked for his bra form. After a minute or two she shrugged and went on her way, assuming Jeff would have appeared back at the house. Jeff tried to scream to her, but he was stuck to the wall. All he could do was stay in his sexy pose, and watch as pedestrians walked by, ignoring him completely. He was just paint on a wall.