Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, but I'd like too:D
Jack awoke one morning to find a very big surprise.
"Oh God, what a night! That's the last time I ever have sex with Barbossa and Tia Dalma and some frozen yogurt, and then there was that undead monkey...what a wild party!" He said, staring blankly around his room. His eyes were dull and drool dripped down his mouth and onto his pillow.
He rubbed his eyes, shocked to see that he had a full manicure. "Snap, what is this crap? Why are my fingers beautiful today?" He decided that he was just imagining things, and turned back around to go to sleep.
His tongue drooped out of his mouth, and brushed up against the furry side of his pillow. He spit out the taste of happiness and rainbows and looked down in dismay. Someone had also replaced his pillow with a funky fuzzy comfortable thingy that was pink and red and yellow and brown and maroon and fudge. And all the colors of the world.
He picked up the pillow "This isn't mine either! What's going on?"
In a state of panic, he ran to his closet door. It was covered with frilly ponies and unicorns. "What the hell, this isn't my room! I don't even like unicorns!" He looked in the closet. It was filled with evening gowns. "These aren't mine! (I wish they were) But these are not mine! I swear something weird is going on," He slipped on his shoes, surprised to find that they were high heels. "Someone has stolen my boots and replaced them with these painfully uncomfortable feet vehicles as well! Must've been Will…he's into kinky stuff like that…"
Jack looked into the mirror. Suddenly the reality hit him full force. He took a double take as he saw that he was no longer in his own body. He screamed "AAAAAHHHHHH! I'M A WOMAN!!!! And a flat one, too! What is this? I don't even have any boobs for me to stare at!" He stared hard in the mirror. "Oh damnit I'm Elizabeth! I should've realized sooner." He got down on his hands and knees. "WHY GOD! IF YOU WERE GOING TO MAKE ME INTO A WOMAN COULD YOU HAVE AT LEAST MADE ME INTO A HOT ONE!"
He sniffled, but decided to make the best of it. He shuffled his feet to the closet and put on the prettiest dress he could find. He put on his bonnet and tied it around his head. He thought in his mind, If I'm Elizabeth, then who's me? And how did this happen?
He opened the door to Elizabeth's room and ran to the kitchen. It must've been Tia Dalma! She must've switched bodies with me and Elizabeth! He tossed things in and out of the refrigerator. But Elizabeth wasn't at the threesome! It was just me and Barbossa and Dalma. He pulled out a bottle of rum. Something fishy is up. He chugged the rum. I'm so confuzzled! He tossed the empty bottle out the window. And why is there a refrigerator here? Jesus it's like the seventeen hundreds. Did they even have toilets back then? He heard the bottle crash and a man screaming. "Sorry Mr. Jenkins!" yelled Jack. Jack (or Elizabeth, as we should call it) stumbled out the door and walked down the street.
"I've got to find Tia Dalma and have her switch us back." He planned. "But first, I've got to find Elizabeth."