It wasn't until Hector sat down at his desk when he finally noticed something was wrong. He took a quick swivel, and he realized his feet didn't quite touch the floor like they should. The next moment he looked down to discover he was wearing a dress and high heels. He rushed to the bathroom, hesitating about which one to pick before reluctantly settling on the women's room. His jaw dropped when he looked in the mirror. He had seen her on the train a few times, but today for some reason he had swapped bodies with her. He couldn't believe he didn't notice it as he walked from the train to his office. Maybe there was a reason for that. Maybe whatever caused him to swap bodies with her didn't want him to notice right away, but why now?