(You were a pretty weird guy, constantly making sexist jokes as you'd call them. But one of your favourites was asking for breast milk in coffee, what a weirdo.) Today you were at a coffee shop, but you messed with the wrong waitress... Mary. Mary was a no nonsense sort of woman, so when you asked for breast milk, she swaped your bodies. You now stood, a white shirt and black skirt, brunette locks cascade down your back. You're holding a note pad. your former body smiles at you "Not so funny at the receiving end huh 'Mary'? Now for my coffee I'd like a lattee." she, or now he, smirks at you