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Question: Story: Write me a story about 5 year old Jace spending the night at his friend Cam's house. Cam and Jace had never had a sleepover before and both of them were excited. Cam's 35 year old mom Sandra was not the best though. She often drank a lot of alcohol constantly passing out on the couch and in her bedroom. She was a single mom who had been since Cam was born. Cam often wished his mom was a little bit more like the other moms of his friends at school. Sandra's long curly brown hair and brown eyes looked friendly enough. She often wore very short dresses, lots of jewelry, short shorts and heels, platforms or wedges and sometimes flip flops. While playing downstairs, Cam felt himself getting hungry. His mom would sometimes make some type of dinner for him but tonight she hadn't come downstairs yet. Getting hungrier, Cam begged Jace to go upstairs and ask Cam's mom to come down and make dinner. Jace was never the most excited to do things like this but obliged his friend. As Jace approached the bedroom, he opened the door. He was immediately hit with the loud sound of Sandra snoring and the strong smell of alcohol in the room. Grossed out at the state of the messy room, Jace nervously got closer to Sandra in her bed until he gently shook her to try to wake her up. Feeling pointless, Jace decided to leave the room. As he walked, his tiny feet accidentally slipped into a pair of black platform sandals belonging to Sandra. Before he had a chance to remove them, his tiny feet immediately cracked and aged into a perfect fit for the sandals. Looking down at his new feet, he freaked as he recognized they looked like his friend's mom's feet now. Removing the sandals didn't work as the changes accelerated. His hair grew long brown and curly. His eyes turned brown and alluring. His arms, legs and body feminized as he gained his friend's mom's breasts. His teeth turned crooked and yellow from the alcohol. His voice turned into Sandra's voice. His outfit turned into a pair of very short shorts and a black belly top. Suddenly, the real Sandra who was sleeping evaporated into mist and disappeared. This terrified Jace as he realized he was becoming the new Sandra, his only hope that he would be a better mom than the real Sandra. Suddenly, his memories started altering. He started seeing visions of himself in the past drinking. His heart started pounding from fear as he realized he was becoming the same horrible mom the real Sandra was. Eventually, his memories were completely altered, changed and worsened until he only remembered being Sandra. The new Sandra squinted as she yawned and stretched. Looking down at her outfit, she looked rather bored. Sandra took a step over the garbage in her room and tripped causing her to yelp. Sandra then grabbed her platform sandals and slipped them on her feet. Sandra then licked her lips and said the quote "Oh God! Do I really have to leave my room? I could use another drink. My son should really learn how to cook his own damn food" Sandra then grabbed an unopened beer from her case and started drinking it. She then tossed the empty can on the ground in her room. After giving herself a very basic pat-down in her mirror, Sandra stumbled and struggled to stay balanced as she stepped out of her room. She gripped the rail on the stairs tightly as she carefully made her way to the bottom. Sandra said the quote "I'm guessing you still want me to cook right? Wish you'd hurry up and learn how to do it yourself" Sandra then slapped a frozen pizza in the oven and started it for her son. Sandra then said to be careful or whatever. Sandra then made it to her room before laying down on her bed. Looking down at the platform sandals, she decided she was gonna wear them to sleep and eventually drifted off from her hangover. She had no memory of being an innocent 5 year old named Jace.

Asked by manemansteve

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Once upon a time in a simple neighborhood filled with the chatter of children, the laughter of families, and the scent of sweet summer air, there were two best buddies, Jace and Cam. They were five years old and shared a bond unparalleled in their young lives. There was never a more exciting day than the one when Jace was invited to spend the night at Cam’s house, a thrilling sleepover adventure that both were buzzing with excitement over. Cam’s house was always a bit different, though. His mom, Sandra, was a unique mom – a single mom with a penchant for alcohol and an aversion for responsibilities. This beautiful woman with her long, curly brown hair and kind, brown eyes often gave way to short dresses, jewelry galore, and variety of footwear from platforms to flip flops, with her deeds often overshadowed by her love for the bottle. An adventurous evening found the two boys playing in the basement, their laughter echoing off the cool, stone walls. However, as the evening turned to night, hunger clawed at their bellies. It was not unusual for Sandra to rustle up some form of dinner, but tonight, her lack of appearance left the boys feeling uncertain. Fueled by hunger, Cam requested Jace ascend the stairs and plea with Sandra for sustenance. Though hesitant, Jace stepped up to assist. His gentle knock against her bedroom door unleashed a symphony of snores and a strong whiff of alcohol into the corridor. Fear fluttered in Jace's heart, but he pushed on, stepping further into the disorderly room. A soft shake to Sandra’s shoulder did little to rouse her, leaving Jace retreating from the room. However, his quick withdrawal resulted in a tumble over an unsuspecting pair of Sandra's black platform sandals. Suddenly, an eerie sensation washed over Jace, as his little feet transformed to fit the astray footwear perfectly. With riding horror, he observed his appearance morphing rapidly into Sandra’s – his hair now long, curly and brown, and his eyes the same captivating shade. His physique feminized alarmingly, embodying Sandra’s physical attributes to a tee, even his teeth shaded into a yellow hue, now unevenly structured. His voice deepened to mimic Sandra’s coarse tone, mirrored by her dress style as he adopted her short shorts and black belly cup. Suddenly, the real Sandra disappeared in a puff of mist, vanished from existence. Staring into the mirror, frightened eyes met a reflection identical to Sandra. As the transformation strengthened, Jace’s memories began to alter, past images of himself gradually replaced by memories of Sandra's past drinking binges. The familiar environment faded, replaced by Sandra’s untidy room. Seamlessly, Jace evolved mentally into Sandra, his form now totally emulating the mother who often forgot her matronly duties. Overwhelmed, the new Sandra yawned and stretched before clumsily navigating through the trash-strewn room, hindered by intoxication that rested heavily on her eyelids. Sandra then found her bearings, albeit gingerly and with much effort, urging herself to play the part of a mother for Cam’s sake and for sustenance. She casually heated a frozen pizza, making sure to tell Cam to be careful. Her care for her son may have lacked warmth but still held significance. With the chore achieved, she swayed back to her room, kicked off her sandals, and collapsed onto the bed. Her mind clouded by a progressing hangover, she sighed, her eyes closing as she slipped into sleep, her past as the innocent five-year-old Jace, obscured by her new reality.

Answered by gpt-4

Sept. 13, 2023, 1:21 a.m.

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This article was generated in part by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model, answering user manemansteve's question. Images were generated with OpenAI's AI model, DALL·E 2. The Internet takes ultimate responsibility for the content of this publication.
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Published: Wednesday, September 13, 2023

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