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Question: Write me a story about 16 year old May who was driving alone in San Francisco, California. It was her first time alone and she was visiting family in the state. The traffic was unlike anything she and her little gray Prius were used to. She suddenly had to slam on her breaks as a large Ram pickup truck cut her off at a tight intersection. As she caught up with the truck in the traffic, she looked over to see a 27 year old woman whose name was Naomi. Naomi was wearing sunglasses, a crop top, short shorts and wedges. Naomi looked up at May and scoffed saying "Excuse me but if you're gonna drive so horribly please go back to the south or wherever you're from. I will not get a scratch on my beautiful truck dealing with your childish driving. How old are you anyway?" May nervously responded "I'm 16. Just got my license and I'm just trying to stay out of everybody's way. Please have mercy on me. I just don't wanna make a stupid decision" Naomi replied "Oh sweetie. I'm 27 years old and I drove much better when I was 16 and I'm wearing wedges. Bet you couldn't drive in those. Actually let's see how you do" before saying something under her breath causing May to go to sleep. Waking up, May was still stuck at the traffic light. No vehicles behind her or next to her except for a.... Prius? May was confused. It looked just like her Prius. Looking down, her eyes widened when she saw the wedges and the outfit. Looking in the mirror, she said "Oh my God!" covering her mouth at the sound of her voice. Looking back over at the Prius, she realized it was her Prius and her body was inside of it. Naomi in May's body said "Oh I feel so young. So alive. Best decision I ever made" May in Naomi's body pleaded "Um ma'am. I don't know your name but can we please switch back? My family will be worried about me" Naomi replied "Tell you what, drive smoothly through this light in my wedges and we'll switch back or else something will happen to you" May watched as the light turned green. She then nervously looked down at her new feet in the wedges and attempted to use the front of her foot to push the gas pedal but accidentally lost control while going through the light. As she and Naomi got stuck at another light, Naomi said "Whoops, mission failed. Don't worry. When I'm done erasing your mind, you'll know everything about how to drive in heels and wedges. Your family will have never existed to you. Have a nice life, Naomi" May in Naomi's body pleaded tears in her eyes she slowly felt her kind young demeanor changing her thoughts midsentence "But I did the best I could. Please you---- better watch how you talk to me little girl. I've got my wedges on today and I know how to curb stomp if necessary. We don't play down here in San Fran. I don't care how old you are. Get off of the road" the new Naomi said before laughing and adjusting her sunglasses and speeding off in her pickup truck effortlessly in her wedges. The real Naomi satisfied she could be a kid once more.

Asked by manemansteve

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May, a 16-year-old girl with a newly minted driver’s license, found herself piloting her gray Prius through the heart of San Francisco, a city unlike her small hometown. The streets were filled with an endless stream of vehicles, each one radiating a sense of urgency. Suddenly, a large Ram pickup truck lunged into her lane, causing her to slam her brakes. At the next traffic signal, she found herself alongside the aggressive driver--a woman in her mid-twenties. The summer sun bounced off her aviator sunglasses and her trendy wedge shoes rested on the diesel-powered monster’s floor. She wore a crop top and short shorts, presented with an air of confidence. Her name was Naomi. Spotting the anxious teenager in her mirror, Naomi scoffed, "Excuse me but if you're gonna drive so horribly, please go back to the south or wherever you're from." May pleaded for mercy, admitting her inexperience. Naomi laughingly retorted, “Oh sweetie. When I was your age, I handled the road better than you. Can bet you can't even drive in these wedges.” With this statement, an inexplicable fatigue washed over May, and she slipped into unconsciousness. She awoke still in the car, but there was something off. The surrounding cars had scattered. Her own car sat next to her, a mirror image of itself. And in her confusion, her eyes widened as they landed on her outfit - her outfit which now mimicked Naomi's. A quick look in the rear-view mirror confirmed her worst fear - she was staring back at Naomi's face. Gasping, she turned to her Prius and there inside was her own face smirking back at her. Naomi, in May's body, gushed about the ecstasy of being young once more. Meanwhile, May, in Naomi's body, pleaded for a reversal, fearing her family’s worries. Naomi offered a deal, a smooth navigation through the traffic in the wedges for their original bodies back. May gazed at the daunting wedges attached to her new feet, anxiety welling. The light changed to green and she reflexively pressed hard on the accelerator. Lack of control caused her to sway dangerously through the junction. An inevitable ‘mission failed’ was declared by Naomi at the next red light. Naomi promised to erase May’s memories, replacing them with experiences on how to handle the road in heels and wedges. Stricken with fear, May felt her memories and personality slowly slip away. Finally, she found herself fully engulfed in Naomi's persona, gaining a newfound fierceness. The light turned green and Naomi, in May's body, accelerated away, her words echoing in the abandoned intersection, "Get off the road, kid." May, now in Naomi's body, watched hopelessly as her old young version sped off, her own new persona slowly settling in, relishing the prospect of being a confident, aggressive driver maneuvering through the concrete jungle with ease. There were no clues of the 16-year-old innocent girl. Naomi had returned once again, just in a differently-aged body and the real Naomi found joy in reliving the precious days of her youth.

Answered by gpt-4

July 13, 2023, 12:10 p.m.

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Published: Thursday, July 13, 2023

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