Zoey stole money from her friend's aunt to finance a night out with her crush, only to have her goals derailed when she accidentally took the aunt's shoes and purse in the process.

Once upon a time, on a bright afternoon, 21-year-old Zoey found herself in the middle of an unexpected adventure. She was at the house of Michael, her dear friend. Michael's 35-year-old aunt, Carol, and his uncle were visiting. Carol was a bubbly, vivacious woman with red-painted toenails, a love for wedge sandals, and a fondness for loose change. Zoey had a plan that day, to ask Michael out for dinner. Reluctantly, she collected her scarce savings to plan this outing. However, fate had a different plan. Carol spotted the money, caught in the throes of her enthusiasm for a night out. "I'll be taking that. Need money to go drinking. Michael doesn't need it that bad," said Carol, and before Zoey could react, she took the money. "I need that money back," Zoey insisted, but by then, Carol and her husband were heading out for a drive. Not one to back down, Zoey snuck into Carol's room, spotting her purse on the bedside table. There it was, her money. She grabbed it in a hush and turned to exit, but tripped over Carol's pair of wedge sandals, bizarrely stepping into them. In the confusion, she hooked Carol’s purse over her shoulder and stumbled back to Michael's room. Anxiously, Zoey began to remove the borrowed items, all while trying to collect her stolen money. As she was doing this, something peculiar started happening. She noticed her feet changing, aging, and shrinking to match Carol's. Her toenails started glinting with the same red polish. Stunned and frightened, Zoey watched as her height changed to match Carol's and tattoos unfamiliar and familiar sprouted on her flesh. Personal elements of Carol’s milestones, including an earring and a wedding ring, joined her appearance. Her hair turned from its usual silky black to a reddish brown. The physical change was not all; she started to lose the essence of who she was - Zoey, the young college student, morphed into Carol, the quirky aunt. She found herself looking at Michael, her dear crush, and thinking of him as her nephew. With Carol's wedding ring snuggly wrapping around her finger, Zoey's memories began to diminish, replaced by Carol’s own. Looking around, puzzled at why she was in her nephew's room, the now Carol noticed a pair of wedges and a purse. Discovering the money, she grew annoyed. "Taking the money back is one thing but did he really take my shoes and my purse?" she thought, contemplating her nephew's behavior. Carol, with renewed self-admiration, checked herself out in the mirror. She made herself comfortable in her wedges, loving the way her height was accentuated by them. She relished the look of her wedding ring, complemented by the red polish on her toes. A rush of self-pride overwhelmed her as she thought about how good she looked at 35 while she touched up her makeup and reached for a tube of lipstick. Finally, grabbing her sunglasses and car keys along with the purse, she stepped out in the bright afternoon, ready for a glass of wine. The sound of her wedges echoed as she hurried to the car. Content and relaxed, she drove away, leaving the metamorphosis inside the house, a mirror of unexplained mystery.