Ironically, Clock Shopping

Cara was at a local clock shop, looking for a new clock. John swapped her.

Cara now stood naked next to the rest of the clocks, her arms raised. One directly facing left, the other almost straight up.

John looked at his watch. It was about one minute to 3 PM. She had the time right thanks to the magic of the swapper

Her hips rocked back and forth.

"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock." She repeated over and over.

Her hand hit the hour mark. Cara squatted down, her legs spread wide. She put her hands up next to her breasts, folding her arms like wings, as she began to flap them and thrust her head forwards and backwards

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" She exclaimed over and over again, as John simply watched.