Disoriented

Posted before 2009 to Yahoo! Groups.

Kent had been surfing the Intemet in his apartment when the Great Shift hit. He was more than disoriented to find himself outside a block and a half away. His disorientation continued as he realized he had a leash in his hand. Why was he out walking a dog? Whose dog is this? As he took notice of the leash, the next thing he realized was that his hand was all wrong. It seemed smaller, it had painted nails. As he further pondered this, the new weight on his chest entered his mind. "Sh*t!" He screamed to himself, "I have breasts!" After calming himself, he looked down and wondered, "I wonder if I have a...hmmm... tonight could be fun." As he walked to his apartment, he felt the pointy shoes he now wore digging into his feet. "The joys of self-pleasure aside.... will need new shoes."