Michael just sat there, unsure of what to do next. When he woke up, he found himself like this, sitting here on a bench in public, his head now attached to this woman's body. He did hope she was okay, but his concern for her could not be sustained as he had to think about his own situation.

He was in a revealing dress, his head attached to a woman's body, and wearing heels that he had no idea how to walk in. Worse than that, he didn't know where he was and he didn't have his smartphone. What the hell was he going to do now?