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Question: Story: Write me a story about 6 year old Sam at his friend Tre's house spending the night for the first time. Walking in the door, he wasn't sure what to expect. It was just Tre, his 44 year old mom Jiyesha and sometimes his 39 year old aunt Lamaya both of which grew up in New Jersey. When 44 year old Jiyesha approached Sam, she had her black hair in a curly style with blonde highlights, a black t-shirt, a pair of beige knee length sweatpants, and a pair of black flip flops with her nails painted red. She also had her purse hanging off her shoulder. She said the quote "Welcome hon, we love having you over. I'm trusting you boys will be good while I'm gone" in her east coast accent. The boys did behave all the way up till Jiyesha got home. Jiyesha clip clopped to her room before noticing some of the money in her room was missing. Calling both boys in her room, she yelled at both of them furious before letting her son leave but telling Sam to stay. Sam looked up with innocent confusion. Jiyesha removed her flip flops and said the quote "Put these on for me. I'll wear your shoes and my son will confess to stealing the money" Sam just looked down at the flip flops as he stepped into them. Looking up at the taller woman, he watched her slowly shrink and turn into him. Looking down, his feet started growing and aging changing color into Jiyesha's even getting her red nail polish. Sam said the quote "I don't like this game anymore. Please stop it" Jiyesha said the quote "I love this. I feel so young" Sam's body continued changing as his body looked exactly like Jiyesha even getting her same black curly hair with blonde highlights. His outfit changed into a black t-shirt and beige knee length sweatpants and his fingers got the same red nail polish. His voice sounding like Jiyesha's mature accented voice. He said the quote "Oh no! I look just like Tre's mommy! Please change me back" Jiyesha said the quote "Not a chance boy. I didn't lose any money. I just wanna be a kid again. I'll be erasing your memories and replacing them with mine" immediately grabbing her favorite pair of sunglasses and placing over Sam's transformed eyes. As the glasses landed on his eyes, Sam felt his mind maturing and changing as memories of a different childhood starting forming. He still tried to resist but Jiyesha grabbed her purse and put it on Sam's transformed shoulder. Sam went to remove the purse but his mind changed completely until Jiyesha was all that left. The real Jiyesha in Sam's body tested her replacement saying the quote "Just thought I'd grab your purse for you ma'am" The new Jiyesha not remembering being Sam said the quote "Thank you boo but neva touch a woman's purse" in her signature east coast accent. The new Jiyesha clip clopped over to the mirror smiling at her reflection saying the quote "Dang girl. Okay. I knew I was a good looking 44 year old but ya girl don't look a day over 25. And my nails look so good and I love my purse" she said admiring herself. The real Jiyesha was pleased at the spell. Now she could be her son's best friend and young again while Sam permanently thought he was Jiyesha.
Story: Once upon a time, a 6-year-old boy named Sam was invited to spend the night at his friend Tre's house for the first time. As he stepped through the front door, he was immediately greeted by Tre's 44-year-old mom, Jiyesha. Decked out in her black t-shirt, beige knee length sweatpants, and black flip flops, her black curly hair with blonde highlights shimmered under the light. Her nails were painted a vibrant red and her purse hung casually off her shoulder. "Welcome hon, we love having you over. I'm trusting you boys will be good while I'm gone," Jiyesha said in her characteristic east coast accent. The boys assured her they would and they did, spending their time playing games, chatting, and generally behaving until Jiyesha returned. Upon her arrival, Jiyesha's flip flops clip-clopped on the wooden floors as she ventured back to her room. Instantly, she noticed some money was missing and in a fit of fury, called both boys into the room. After a swift reprimanding, she allowed Tre to leave, but motioned for Sam to stay. "Put these on for me. I'll wear your shoes and my son will confess to stealing the money," she said, stepping out of her flip flops and presenting them to Sam. As his small feet slid into them, a strange occurrence began. He watched as Jiyesha began to look more and more like him, while his own body began transforming into hers. "I don't like this game anymore. Please stop it," Sam yelled in panic as his body matured and changed drastically. But to his dismay, Jiyesha simply smirked and responded, "I love this. I feel so young." Before he knew it, Sam was standing there not as himself, but as Jiyesha. He'd acquired her curly black hair with blonde highlights, she was wearing her black t-shirt, beige sweatpants and on his transformed hands was her signature red nail polish. "Oh no! I look just like Tre's mommy! Please change me back," he pleaded. "Not a chance boy. I didn't lose any money. I just wanna be a kid again. I'll be erasing your memories and replacing them with mine," Jiyesha chuckled, taking out her favorite sunglasses and putting them on Sam's eyes. As soon as they settled over his sight, his memories began to fade, replaced with flashbacks of a life he didn't live. Try as he might to resist, the transformation was relentless. True to her words, Jiyesha transferred all her memories into Sam and soon he wasn't Sam anymore but another Jiyesha. Everything felt normal from the way she held her purse, to her east coast accent. She sauntered over to a mirror, admiring her reflection, "Dang girl. Okay. I knew I was a good looking 44-year-old but ya girl don't look a day over 25. And my nails look so good and I love my purse." Meanwhile, in Sam's body, Jiyesha smiled pleased, ready to embrace her new youthful journey. And so, Sam's life ended there, with Jiyesha living a second childhood and an innocent little boy no more than a memory, trapped in a grown woman's body. A rather unusual sleepover indeed.
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