Jess was on the bus. It was Saturday and he was planning to go to the movie theater. As the bus went on its way, a woman sat on the seat across from him.  

Jess couldn't help but stare. The Latin woman had dark brown eyes and was wearing small pink earrings that matched her lipstick. The thick brown hair, compressed as it was by her sitting down, went down to just past her rear. Jess turned his eyes downward, catching the woman's short black heels and stockings. He gathered his breath and started turning his gaze back upwards. His eyes went up the stockings, up to where they hooked up to... was it a garter skirt?

Jess kept going. Up past the skirt, up the light blue shirt. Up to where... He couldn't help but see them. Jess wondered if everyone was seeing them. The large breasts in the white bra that were spilling out of the shirt. Jess squinted, and he thought he could see a necklace wedged in-between those two-

The woman's gaze, framed by her hair, met his own. Freezing up, Jess mumbled an apology and turned away. Hoping that his stop would come soon, Jess took a deep breath. Without realizing it, he quickly fell asleep.   

When Jess woke up it was clear that the stop had come and gone. Jess sighed... and in looking down noticed a newly familiar pair of breasts. She gasped. Jess stood up and realized immediately that she was taller. Jess looked around the bus; her old body was nowhere to be found.

Jess's heart began to beat faster. Calm down, She thought to herself. I can figure this out. Jess sat back down, adjusting so as to not pull on her hair when she sat down on it. She went right to the woman's purse. Jess was quick to find the wallet and the license inside. So this woman's name is Maria Sanchez. Jess looked around again. But what happened to her? Is she in my body? And where is my body? Jess read the address on the license. That's strange. She can't be going home – this bus is going in the wrong direction.   

Jess kept searching through Maria's purse. She found an pay stub with an address on it. Was she going to work? Jess asked herself. A little more searching found Maria's phone. Jess was worried; she remembered her own phone needed a passcode, but she had no idea what passcode this woman used. She pushed the button to activate the phone. To her surprise, two circles appeared on the touchscreen, with the instructions, “Open your eyes wide and look at the screen.” Jess did so, and the phone unlocked. Jess smiled, That's neat, and at least I can use the phone.

Jess found the maps app pretty easily. Checking the address on the pay stub, she confirmed that Maria worked in a building near-

The automated voice of the bus could be heard announcing the stop. Jess looked down at Maria's phone. This was the stop. Jess put everything back into Maria's purse and took slow steps on the bus. The heels were something she'd have to get used to, but Jess felt confident that she could do it. Her steps were slow and stilted, but Jess began to walk from the stop to the office building. Jess noticed the heads turning at Maria's body; her breasts bounced even at her slower pace. Taking in their attention, Jess found her steps becoming a bit more confident. Jess held her head a little higher as she entered the office building.  

Then she froze. Jess realized that she had no idea what Maria Sanchez did here. Maybe I should take a sick day and hope I find a way to go back to my old body? Jess wondered. But anyone who sees me will know I'm not sick. And who would I even talk to?

Not knowing what else to do, Jess went to the restroom. She almost went into the Men's restroom, but stopped herself just in time, going to the Women's restroom instead. Jess went past the door and caught sight of herself (or at least herself as Maria) in the mirror.  

Jess approached the mirror. Maria's face was was filled with uncertainty and concern. Jess thought, Is this how she normally looks? Jess frowned. No, because she knows what she's doing. And you know what? I can do this too. Jess smiled, first to compose herself, then genuinely. I have her phone. I can look things up. I can talk to people. It won't be easy, but until I'm myself again I can be Maria Sanchez. I'm no chiquillo. I'm a strong and beautiful woman. Nothing bad will happen.

Jess patted her hair with one hand to fluff it up a bit. Her hand moved between her breasts, and she pulled out what was wedged between them. It was a purple stone of some sort, maybe a precious stone. I hope this is good luck, Jess thought to herself as she put the stone back. Feeling unprepared but ready, Jess strolled out of the Women's bathroom.   

Jess saw a man walking towards her who didn't look much older than Maria. He did, however, look a lot more important. The man looked at Jess with only a glance. “Maria! Please, to my office. We need to talk,” He said as he walked by her without pausing an instant.

Jess put Maria's purse on the water fountain and tried to fix her skirt. “Oh Dios mio...” She said to herself. She took a deep breath. Calm down. I can do this. Determination returning to her face, Jess picked up her purse and followed the man.