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It took Ron several hours to convince his wife that he was really her husband. By the time he had done so, they were both exhausted and ready to go to bed. Even thought he wanted little more than to go to sleep, Ron had a restless night. The feeling of his new body was a sure distraction and it didn’t help that he chose to sleep in his own clothes. He was practically swimming in the boxer shorts and t-shirt he usually wore to bed.
The next morning, Ron noted that the alarm went off earlier than usual. He tried to slam it into snooze, but his wife insisted otherwise. She started explaining how Ron needed to get to work, find the woman he swapped bodies with, and figure out how to swap back. Ron whined; he knew all that. His wife continued. She told him that he was going to have to look presentable. He was, after all, a woman...at least for the day. His routine would likely be longer than usual since he’d have to put on makeup, blow dry his hair, and pick out an outfit.
Ron moaned. It all seemed so tedious. But his wife promised that she’d help out. After all, he’d probably need it. Sure enough, as he got out of the shower, his wife had picked out some clothes for him. Ron frowned at the idea of wearing a dress, but she explained that he still had to look professional. She helped him put on a bra, and a blouse before sliding the dress over his head. His wife applied bright red lipstick and other makeup to his face. They got into an argument over shoes. His wife insisted he wear heels; Ron disagreed. They settled on a slight heel, but nothing too fancy. As Ron leaned on the counter in their kitchen, his wife smiled back. She told him he looked great, but they spent so much time getting ready, they certainly wouldn’t have time for breakfast. Ron went back to groaning.