On the first day of his life as Mangala, Frank tried to understand and accept that all this was not nonsense, that he somehow miraculously ended up in the body of an Indian girl named Mangala. His new chest dangled with every step he took, even after Mangala's mother hysterically forced him to put on a sari, it was a strange new sensation for Frank. His long hair, even in a braid, was thrown into his eyes and these clothes. He had seen girls in Sari before, but he never thought about how to wear them, he did not think that someday in his life he would have to quickly understand how to wear these clothes. Mangala's mother was angry and scolded him for behaving strangely and not listening to her. Frank threw a tantrum that morning and asked for a phone number. He wanted to call himself to England, but no one allowed him to make such expensive calls. It took Frank, with the help of Mangala's mother, almost an hour to get dressed. At the same time, Frank was trying to understand what had happened, why he was a middle manager, a 29-year-old man from England, ended up here in the body of this girl. He didn't even know then that Mangala was a girl from a poor poor family in India, that she worked on a tea farm.

An hour later, in this strange outfit, he went into the next room, which was a mess, and Mangala's mother said that Mangala should clean up here and then do other household chores, because her sister had already gone to the store. Frank saw a man's shirt and wanted to take it all off. It seemed to him that all this was a bad dream, that all this could not be reality. He grabbed her and was about to change, because it was all too humiliating, but suddenly he heard a loud cry of Mangala's mother, which stopped him. Frank looked at her helplessly, holding the man's shirt tightly and listening to the screams that were directed in his direction. Finally he gave up and started cleaning up the house.

That day passed in a daze and Frank could not even concentrate on the thought of how to get his life back. He was then forced to wash the floors, then to clean other rooms and do a lot of other work. It was very strange and unusual for him to be in this body. His chest constantly reminded of itself, as well as other feminine features of this body. He indignantly touched his groin several times and every time butterflies appeared inside his belly. But finally the day came to an end and Frank was able to think about everything that happened to him today. He hoped that once he woke up it would all end