Snapping out of his trance, Hadley fearfully looked down at his hands, lightly dusted in flour. This wasn’t right- he needed to *get these dang cookie bars in the oven yesterday if they were gonna be ready by supper...* Hadley shivered, and not just from the goosebumps forming on his exposed, supersized lower half. That wasn’t right, either. He was SUPPOSED to be browsing online for radiation detectors, the best a civilian could buy, to- perhaps- refabricate it to detect particles from his own reality and be one step closer to getting out of this terrible mess. But, Hadley sighed, he’d gotten distracted, allowing HAILEY to take over. He was out of time for the day, and resigned himself to continue baking desserts. If he didn’t, the anxiety of not keeping his… yeech, hubby well-fed would cause Hadley’s performance- in both the kitchen and in his research *(and the bedroom!!)*- to suffer.   

Hadley was a scientist, specializing in quantum physics. His work had been mostly theoretical until he was recruited by one of the country’s premier research labs for a very special project: with the intricate, room-sized machine he and dozens of other geniuses had built, it opened up the possibility of studying universes parallel to their own. This was the type of discovery usually only found in science-fiction, so naturally Hadley was very excited to see all of his work come to fruition. Too excited, as it would appear, as he decided to power the device up alone, just for a peek. No big surprise, this was a terrible idea, but what was the surprise is that it worked, beyond their wildest projections, in fact. Unfortunately, that meant that instead of merely OBSERVING this other universe, Hadley was instead thrown into another world entirely! 

In this reality, Hadley’s parents started a family earlier, making him a few years older, and instead of pursuing the sciences, he choose the domestic route. Rather, SHE choose the domestic route; Hadley was now “Hailey,” homemaker and wife to a successful man in finance. Hadley was scared, disgusted, *and a little turned on* by the body of his female mirror-self he was shunted into. As a man, he had a bit of a “skinny-fat” physique: scrawny limbs, yet having a slight gut. Apparently, with his female genetics, that translated to gaining a thick ass that jiggled with every step and swallowed any seat whole, sex appeal oozing out of every flawless pore. 

Becoming ridiculously back-heavy was nothing compared to the mental changes, as Hadley almost immediately discovered. He owed his colleagues an apology: the Multiversal Drift Hypothesis was correct, and Hadley was turning theory into fact at a record pace. His sharp wit was softening by the day, further adopting the identity of loving housewife. That was the main reason he was clad in little more than a thong riding up his butt cleavage and an apron that barely covered his bust: Hadley hadn’t been intimate with his husband since he received one, and the shaved, gooey slit hiding within his tree-trunk thighs knew it. Hailey was hoping to entice her husband with a recreation of their honeymoon, and at this point, Hadley wasn’t about to stand in her way...