Frank grinned. "Wait until the morning, bro. I'll stay the night here."
The next morning, Frank dressed back in his day clothes. He has always been the mischievous one out of the two brothers, and had the best way to mess with his brother.
They both stepped outside and sat on John's front porch under the morning sky. Frank sat in a chair with the remote in his hand.
"Well, what's your idea?" John asked, yawning, still in the clothes he wore to go to sleep.
Frank just sat there quietly, with a smile on his face. John knew Frank long enough to know that's never a good sign.
A beautiful woman across the street stepped outside in her robe, which obviously had a nightgown under it. John never spoke to her, but he knew a bit about her. She had a baby boy, and her husband was the coach of the high school's football team. He was extremely well built.
Frank looked at John. "Hold it. If you don't, you won't realize a swap has been made."
John was excited. He thought he was going to swap the woman with her really built husband.
He thought wrong.
With the push of a button, John suddenly found himself in a pink robe covering a nightgown, bending over to pick up a newspaper. He stood up and looked at Frank, surprised.
The woman's husband stepped outside, and smacked John on the ass before realizing it wasn't his wife. "Oh damn, sorry dude, I thought you were my wife, she always comes out to get the paper. Nice ass, though, for a guy" he says.
Over where Frank was sitting with a grin, the woman stood confused. "How'd I get over here?" she didn't think twice of it and ran across the street and kissed her husband, her big, manly hairy arms wrapped around his neck.
John walked over to his house, irritated, and looked at Frank angrily. "Swap me back," he said.