Your grandpa walked over to a secluded part of the woods and walked over to spot one of the eggs that he had hidden in a pile of wood. He looked at the red egg with a green zig-zag in the middle and chuckled, "Whadyah know, I already found one.", the old man muttered, pikcing it up and shining it off on his sleeve, "Hmm...its double musn't have been found yet. Aw, well", he said, slipping the egg into his pocket and strolling through the vast woods, humming a bit of a tune.
Suddenly, your grandpa's world spun, and he found himself standing by a creek. He pushed some long, red hair out of his way and looked down to find himself wearing an american eagle shirt, and a pair of breasts sitting upon his chest. He looked into the creek to see Jean's reflection in the creek.
"Holy Hell, I'm young again!", your grandpa shouted in his granddaughter's voice, begining to run around the woods, bouncing off of trees, but feeling the boobs on his chest jiggling, "Darn, these things can get in the way."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps and looked over to see a pink egg with yellow pokadots covering it. He rushed over to hidebehind a tree, anticipating to watch two people switch. Who would it be?
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