What the hell's going on?

Frank woke up in a tent cold frightened and not sure where he was.

But it wasn't until he tried to climb out of the tent that he noticed the long hair in front of his eyes the weight dangling from his chest as he crawled on all fours towards the opening.

He stood up on the cold grass in bare feet feeling the breasts on his chest jump as he did so and the cold sharp night air around his bare legs and looked around him at the scene of what must have been a rave feeling slightly sick as he looked down over his new young female body.

As he frantically search the shorts he was now wearing for his old friend which he knew was no longer there.

Before noticing he was not the only person there panicking as almost half the people there was screaming about being in the wrong bodies.

Fighting the urge to run or just sit on the ground crying he crawled back into the tent zipped himself in before climbing into the sleeping bag shivering from the cold and the shock of it all trying to ignore what was going on outside and his new body as he cried himself to sleep.

But luckily for him the next morning the local Sheriff's Department turned up to see if anybody was affected by the great shift and to explain to everybody what had just happened around the world.