Jake immediately began looking down at himself, tugging on his t-shirt in apparent disgust. His mother Shelly, blinked a few times, then looked around...before glancing at the doctor. "Er...okay dude, is that it?" she asked.
"Yes, all done!" Dr Zamboni stated, as he noticed Cyndi snuggling up to her father George.
"Finally!" George exclaimed, rolling his eyes and jumping up out of his chair.
"How much do we owe you Doctor?" Jakes suddenly asked, causing Dr Zamboni to raise his hands and smile.
"You don't owe me anything, think of it as a free lesson" he replied. He omitted the part about him getting all he wanted out of the session, the manipulation of others. He smiled as he saw the family exit his office, Jake in the lead, then his father George with Cyndi walking...and sometimes crawling around his legs, and Shelly at the back, dragging her feet. It hadn't taken long for the family to slip into their new roles, in fact even Dr Zamboni was amazed at how fast it had happened. "Mom...I can't wear these stupid things!" Shelly grumbled, as he gestured down to her high heeled mules. She also tugged uncomfortably at the denim skirt she wore.
"Well, it just so happens I don't like what I'm wearing either. What possessed me to put these 'things' on today I don't know!" Jake responded, pulling on his own clothes. Tell you what sweetie," he then said, "there's an empty room over there, we can exchange clothes and we'll both be happier" he added.
"Cool!" his mother grunted.
Several minutes later, the clothes swap with complete, and although they didn't fit perfectly, they would do. George, now with the personality of his 11-year old daughter Cyndi, picked up their pet (Cyndi herself) and followed Jake and Shelly out of the building and to their car. "Get in the car you three!" Jake sighed, as he himself got behind the streering wheel and put the key in the ignition. Usually it was Shelly's job to drive the car, but now that Jake had assumed his mother's role, it was his.
The drive home was uneventful.