He spent his weekends going to flea markets, antique shops picking up bargains to his girlfriend's annoyance.
She saw it all as worthless junk and could not understand what he saw in it.
One night whilst having one of their usual arguments about his hobby which was brought on this time because he had brought home a six foot tall 1950s advertisement poster advertising cars.
His girlfriend screamed at him I wish you could live in the 1950s and I could get rid of all this junk.
Within a blink of an eye and a puff of pink smoke there was nothing left but his clothes on the kitchen floor which left his girlfriend speechless with no idea what had happened to her boyfriend.
He on the other hand found himself suddenly in a female body wearing a tight fitting bathing suits standing in front of a beautiful classic car holding a glass of champagne whilst a photographer snapped away.
Something about it all seemed familiar to him and it wasn't until after the photoshoot was over and he saw his face in a mirror that he realised that he was the woman from the poster.
He had no idea what was going on or even if he was truly back in time.
All he knew was that he was a woman and it all was so real as he did his best to pretend to be the person he was supposed to be.
Hoping one day he would wake up back in his own body and his own time.
But for the moment he did not see it as a bad thing to be trapped wherever he was.
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