You find yourself in yet another random body. You immediately notice that it somehow feels far less comfortable with plenty of minnor aches and pains, you look down and see a pair of positively massive breasts. You wonder their cheer size was to blame, but then you remember that you are a 40 year old single mom of course you'd have such pains.
Wait.. That's not right you are a 22 year old college girl, who likes to make out with her roommate. No that's not right either, you were a guy who found a device that defies reason and used it to do naughty things.
Seems every time you use the device in this manner you gain new memories and it becomes harder to keep track of the old ones.
You get up and check yourself in the mirror for good measure. You really want to be young again but abandoning these sweater puppies would be a waste.