13 year old Tom wakes up to find that he has turned into a female shoplifter known as Sheila Johnson. He has to figure out how to get back to his old life before the police catch up to him.

"Once upon a time, in the bustling grocery store of a small town, a young lad named Tom was browsing the candy aisle, indulging in a whirlwind of colorful confectionery. Tom, a sprightly lad of thirteen, spotted 53-year-old Sheila Johnson meandering down the aisle, her stilettos click-clacking on the tiled floor. Sheila, notorious for her infamous shoplifting antics within the local grocery stores, was an easily recognizable figure dressed in her characteristic floral silk blouse, knee-length jeans, and white flip-flops. Her shoulder-length brown hair, naturally curled, always gave her an enigmatic aura. As she ventured past Tom, he noticed that she stealthily stashed some makeup into her purse. Suddenly, their eyes met; a chilling gaze from Sheila made young Tom feel dizzy. His heart pounded in his chest, as he swiftly shut his eyes in fear. When he reopened them, an overwhelming wave of confusion swept over him, as he found himself cloaked in the same ensemble as the infamous Sheila Johnson. Tom, unaccustomed to his strange new reality, muttered in disbelief, "Whoa! I'm old. I'll turn this woman in so she can't get away with stealing." However, the once familiar layout of the store now seemed foreign and chaotic to him. In his hands was the wine Sheila had been contemplating stealing. A sense of duty tugged at him; he started towards the aisle to return it. But his journey forwards was obstructed by an intrusive flood of memories – memories of being the notorious shoplifter, Sheila Johnson. In no time at all, the fragments of his existence as Tom faded away, replaced entirely by a newfound identity as Sheila. His, or rather Sheila's, confused gaze darted around the grocery store. Ensuring she was concealed, she ducked into an empty aisle. After ensuring the coast was clear, the wine bottle found a new home in Sheila's purse. She uttered in a confident undertone, "They'll never catch me, and if they do – I'll have them fired for discrimination." And so, the infamous Shenanigans of Sheila Johnson continued, albeit having consumed the identity of an innocent 13-year-old called Tom. As she walked out of the grocery store, the purse on Sheila's shoulder heavy with stolen goods bore testament to a day's successful looting with no recollection of ever being a young boy named Tom."