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Question: Write me a story about 20 year old Skye. She was at her boyfriend's house getting ready to go out when his 50 year old aunt Cynthia walked in to ask Phil "Can I borrow your phone Hun? I want to call your mom" not having her own phone. Phil knew the conversation would take forever. After an hour of waiting and no sign of the phone returning, Skye went to the room Cynthia was staying in looking for her boyfriend's phone after she went for a walk. Finding it in her purse, Skye grabbed it and left the room accidentally throwing Cynthia's purse over her shoulder accidentally stepping in a pair of her low wedges. Skye kicked them off and took the purse off in her boyfriend's room. Skye felt a tingle as her feet shrunk and aged into Cynthia's. She suddenly grew shorter as one of Cynthia's dresses formed on her as did a necklace Cynthia received as a gift from her fiance. She tried to hold onto her memories as Skye and tried to remember her boyfriend but soon she only remembered being Cynthia. "Phil is so attrac---- Wait a minute. Phil is my nephew. How inappropriate of me to think of him last like that" the new Cynthia said now only thinking of Phil as family and not a boyfriend. She wondered why she was in Phil's room spotting her wedges and purse. She slipped on her low wedges then thumped her wedges over to her purse grabbing it and throwing it over her shoulder. She spotted the phone on the ground angry Phil didn't let her finish borrowing it deciding she would send Skye home as punishment wherever Skye was
Once, there was a vivacious young woman named Skye who was dating a guy named Phil. After turning 20, she was enjoying her life full of excitement and adventure, frequently visiting her boyfriend's house. One particular day, they were getting ready to head out, but out of nowhere, his elderly aunt, a woman named Cynthia, walked in. "Cynthia, how unexpected!" exclaimed Phil trying to hide his sigh of frustration. Cynthia was known for her long, never-ending conversations. Her weathered face beamed as she chimed, "Can I borrow your phone, Hun? I want to call your mom." Phil, knowing full well he wouldn't get his phone back anytime soon, reluctantly handed it to her. An hour passed by, and the pair were still left waiting. Skye, losing patience, decided to find the phone herself. She headed towards Cynthia’s room, finding it empty with her purse lying open. Upon spotting Phil's phone, Skye reached to grab it. But in her hurry, she accidentally flung Cynthia's purse over her shoulder and slipped into a pair of Cynthia's low wedges. The moment Skye unceremoniously shoved off the wedges and discarded the purse, a strange sensation swept over her. She noticed her feet had aged and become Cynthia’s. Shocked, Skye felt herself grow shorter while her beautiful dress transformed into one of Cynthia's older ones. A necklace of pearls, a gift from Cynthia's fiance long ago, materialized around her neck. She fought to keep her memories as Skye but they gradually faded, replaced by Cynthia’s memories. “No, Phil is not... He is my nephew, this doesn’t feel right at all," the now altered Cynthia muttered to herself. She felt a pang of regret for what could only be inappropriate thinking, and only thought of Phil as a nephew now, not a boyfriend. Puzzled as to why she would be in Phil's room, Cynthia spotted the low wedges and her purse. With a quiet grunt, she slipped into her shoes and went for the purse, slinging it over her shoulder. Noticing the phone on the floor, she grew angry, imagining Phil threw it down rudely while she was in the middle of borrowing it. "I'll have to punish him somehow,” Cynthia mused to herself. “Maybe I'll send that fancy girlfriend of his, Skye, back home!" Little did she realize the mystery of Skye's disappearance was more than she could ever comprehend. Little did she realize that she was no longer herself, but in fact, was Skye.
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