You enter the location of your grandparent's old ranch into the clock's little computer. You always loved it there, so it was the first thing that came to mind. Right after you entered the location, smoke poured out of the clock. You tried to run, but it was too late; you felt lightheaded as you tried to run away, but you fell to the ground and passed out. When you open your eyes, something does not feel right. You sit in a field surrounded by farm animals. You look down….

Two large mounts where your flat chest used to be. You think to yourself, “This can't be real” You reach up and grab one of your new boobs, and you let out a little moan. It was much more sensitive than you thought it would be. Your hand then shot down to your crouch; nothing, it was gone. You realize that there is long brown hair obstructing your view. You look over yourself. You are wearing a button-up shirt and tight-fitting jeans along with some cowboy boots and a cowboy hat to match and, of course, all your new curves as well. You sat there dazed and confused at what had happened for a minute or two till another girl came riding up on a horse; she said, “Abby! You alright? I saw you fall over and not get up, so I figured I would come to see if you are ok.”

You respond in a noticeably higher pitched voice from your old one, “Ye.. yeah, I am ok…” as you stand, almost losing your balance. You figured you might as well play along. You come to find out the year was 2035, and the farm is your grandparent's old farm, but they had passed away, and your parents had sold it. This girl was, apparently, your girlfriend, Lizzie. The both of you had saved your money and bought the farm after college. You somehow end up on the body of 23-year-old Abby. You don't really know how it happened, and the harder you thought about your life before, the more it all started to feel like a dream. Life was not so bad though; the animals and land were nice, but Lizze was even nicer.