Steven looked down at his hands and began to shake in fear. Why were his nailed painted? Why were his hands so delicate and feminine? What was going on? The horror of the Great Shift was sinking in as his eyes followed up his arms to see the sleeves of a soft dress. Long hair cascaded over his chest in the v-neck of the dress. He could taste the lipstick on his lips and feel the earrings dangling from his ears. He was in the body of some woman!