"Hey bro" Tracy said, still smirking. You looked at her. Even dressed as oddly as she was, she was still hot. Sure, her clothes were baggy, but it left a bit to the imagination - and you had a good imagination. Having seen her naked already (no sex though), you knew exactly what to imagine.
"Hey Trace" you replied. "So what's up?" You knew something was wrong, and were hoping she would tell you.
"So... you know how you asked if I'd been talking with Michael?"
"Yep"
"Well you were closer than you think..." then, seeing a panicked look on your face, she continued. "No, nothing like that! Chill out!"
"So what is it, then?"
"Well... and this is going to sound really weird..." she said, before pausing. Finally, with the biggest grin on her face, she replied. "I'm Michael".
"Tracy, what are you on?" you asked. "You're obviously Tracy - look at you!" you motioned to her body.. to her boobs. And her face.
"Well duh, of course I'm Tracy." she said. "I'm just saying that I'm Michael in Tracy's body"
"Uh... what? How?" You asked. You weren't sure if you believed her - it wasn't exactly something that happens every day.
"Well, remember that old book I found in my attic?" she said. "The one that you didn't want to check out, because, and I quote, 'It's old and smelly and probably rotten'?" You nodded, remembering that conversation. "Well I opened it last night. It had some really interesting stuff in there. Like a possession spell."
"So you cast some... spell... from that book and took over Tracy's body?" you asked.
"Pretty much. I figured you were seeing her today, and if it didn't work - then no harm, no foul, right?" Tracy said. "Well, when I tried it out this morning, I found myself outside your place inside Tracy's body!"
You stood, dumbfounded.
"And I gotta say, it feels pretty nice in here!" Tracy - or rather, Michael in Tracy - said.
"So..." you said. What else?