Who: Michael Guerin & OTA Where: Jail to begin with When: Sat Morning What: Genderswap Plot
Michael woke on a familiar cold, hard surface. With a groan and a stretch, he sat up and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands... his small hands? With confusion he examined the foreign fingers, then down the front of him...
"Hey! What the hell is going on here?" He yelled, cupping his chest with both hands.