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Question: Question: Story: Write me a story about 6 year old Dan who lives with his 37 year old aunt Cara. Dan's 34 year old mom Judith was in jail indefinitely and had never had the best reputation due to her addictions and her shoplifting problem. Cara, wasn't much better. She was a single woman and was addicted to cigarettes and alcohol often passing out in random rooms around the house. She had long blonde hair that was unkempt and blue eyes that still had lost their beauty. She wore feminine outfits that were worn but it didn't matter to her. Often wearing heels, flats, sandals or wedges or dresses, shorts shorts, tank tops and skirts or a simple bra and panties paired with leggings and an array of jewelry. Today wasn't the usual day though. As Dan sat downstairs playing with his toys in the living room waiting for Cara to come down and at least try to make a dinner, he noticed it was nighttime outside and she still hadn't come downstairs. His stomach growling, Dan nervously climbed the stairs not ready to face his aunt knowing how "weird" she looked and smelled as he described it in his little innocent way. Opening his aunt's door, he immediately heard the loud sound of his aunt snoring and smelled the strong scent of alcohol and tobacco in the room. Carefully walking towards his aunt's bed, he saw a half drank bottle of vodka on the ground next to her bed making him gag in disgust. Dylan said "Ew that water auntie drinks always smells funny" Trying to shake Cara awake was pointless as she was deep in her sleep. As he went to leave, he accidentally tripped causing his tiny feet to slip into a pair of the same black platform sandals Cara had just kicked off her feet before passing out. Seeing his aunt's sandals on his tiny feet grossed him out as he hated how girly they looked and how painful they felt. He suddenly noticed his feet cracking and aging into Cara's until they looked exactly like hers. He tried removing the shoes but they seemed to be stuck to his feet which startled him and frightened him as he frantically tried to remove them. The changes accelerated as his legs feminized and matured as a tattoo of an angel appeared on his left ankle matching Cara's tattoo. His body and chest matured and feminized. His arms matured and lengthened until he had his aunt's hands. His head and face changed into Cara's as his eyes turned blue and his hair turned long and blonde and dirty. His teeth turning yellow from the constant drinking and smoking. His voice maturing into Cara's slurred female pitch. His outfit turned into a red short sleeve plaid shirt and short shorts. He looked over at his sleeping aunt and noticed she was slowly fading and evaporating into a mist. Now realizing he was becoming his aunt's replacement, his only hope was that he would be a better aunt than his own aunt was. Suddenly, his memories started altering and changing. As he hoped to become a better aunt, his wishes were short-lived as he saw visions of himself smoking and drinking and puking and sleeping. Sadness and fear in his mind as he realized he was turning into the exact same terrible person his aunt was. Eventually, his memories had completely altered and changed until he only remembered being Cara. The new Cara blinked in confusion as she stood in the middle of her bedroom wondering why she was awake. As she looked around her room, she took a step before almost tripping in her sandals before barely stopping herself from doing so. Cara slurred about how stupid her sandals were. Cara then grabbed her bottle of vodka opening it back up and taking a big gulp as she left her bedroom. Each step down the stairs was unsteady as she looked down at her platform sandals having trouble balancing in them. Facing the kitchen, Cara took a big step causing her to fall and slip out of her platform sandals. As Cara sat up on the floor dizzy and drunk, she struggled eventually grabbing her platform sandals and sticking them back on her feet. Standing up and opening the fridge, Cara spotted the food she wanted. As she went to reach it, her vision became cloudy and she lost her footing and fell on the kitchen floor and fell asleep with the fridge door open and her platform sandals still on her feet having no memory of being her very own nephew and doomed the spend the rest of her life a woman named Cara who was battling addiction.
Once upon a time in a small town where nobody cared much about their neighbors' business, six-year-old Dan was living a life far removed from the childhood innocence he deserved. He loved his aunt Cara whom he lived with, although at the tender age of six, he was too young to realize that the woman he admired had a swarm of personal demons of her own. His mother, Judith, was in jail indefinitely, a result of the addictions and stealing habits that had marred her reputation. His aunt Cara, a 37-year-old single woman, wasn't faring much better. She had a striking appearance: long blonde hair, seemingly forgotten by a comb and deep blue eyes that hinted at a lost beauty. She had an eclectic style; even though her clothes were worn, she still held on to her feminine grace, frequently wearing heels, flats, sandals, tanks tops, and a variety of feminine outfits teamed with an abundance of jewelry. One evening, as young Dan sat in the living room, engrossed in his toys, he noticed the sky darkening outside. His little tummy was rumbling with hunger. He braved his trepidation and climbed up the stairs, leading to Cara's room. He wasn't prepared to see his aunt Cara, her room dominated by the poignant smell of alcohol and burning tobacco. The sight of an unfinished bottle of vodka next to her bed made his young stomach churn. He innocently dubbed it as "funny smelling water" that his aunt often drank. Attempts at waking her proved futile, she was deeply under the spell of intoxication. As he turned to leave the room, his tiny feet slipped into one of Cara's discarded platform sandals, triggering a surreal chain of events. He felt a sudden rush of transformation coursing through his tiny body. His feet grew and aged; his body grew tall and feminine; his hair turned a messy blonde while his eyes turned hauntingly blue. His sweet little voice was replaced with Cara's husky, slurred tone. His clothes changed into Cara's and as he watched the real Cara dissolve into nothingness, he was filled with the horrifying realization that he was morphing into her. Dan, who was now Cara, felt his memories shifting and changing- memories of his innocence and childhood were replaced with images of his new life: smoking, drinking, and falling into a deep unhealthy slumber. He harbored a fleeting hope to fare better as Cara but his new life seemed to follow the same path she had walked down. Cara woke up, oblivious to the fact that she was once her nephew Dan. As she went about her usual routine of drinking and stumbling, she fell and found herself in the kitchen. She reached for food but her vision blurred and she lost balance. In her unconscious state, the last remnants of Dan's memories faded away and she was left as the woman she had come to despise. Unaware of her own transformation, she laid on the kitchen floor, a single woman battling addiction, doomed to live the rest of her life as Cara.
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