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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 6 year old Adrian going shopping alone for the first time with money his 22 year old mom gave him. She gave him $100. Browsing the aisles, he found what he wanted and still had some left over. As he was leaving, he was stopped by 43 year old Candace aka Candlelight. She was a homeless woman who had been softened by the harsh streets. Wearing her brown hair in a bun, she wore pink sunglasses, a pink tank top, short shorts and a pair of leather wedges with her purse on her shoulder. She was holding a cigarette and lighter in her hands as she knelt down to talk to Adrian. Please have Candace say the quote "Hey hon, can I have some money? Just wanted something to eat" Adrian handed some money to Candace accidentally dropping the rest of it on the ground. Candace wanted to show her appreciation by giving Adrian a hug. As Adrian hugged Candace, he felt dizzy. Opening his eyes, he realized he was wearing sunglasses and was taller. Removing the sunglasses, he saw the same tank top and the short shorts now on his body. He also saw the same shoes and noticed the same purse dangling off his shoulder. He was also holding the cigarettes and the lighter. Please have Adrian say the quote "Ew! Icky! I sound like a girl?" covering his mouth. He tossed the cigarettes and lighter in the purse and tossed the purse after going through the purse and finding only tampons and pads and bear spray and a taser. He then carefully took off the wedges and pulled his hair out of a bun deeming it all too girly. Checking his reflection in the mirror, he was shocked at how old he looked. Please have Adrian say the quote "I look like older than mommy" Adrian then saw his own body and started running towards it begging to swap back. Candace in Adrian's body refused and snapped her fingers. Adrian's memories instantly changed, matured and feminized until he only remembered being Candace. The new Candace was disoriented as she accidentally looked directly at the sun causing her to scream and put her arm over her eyes. Candace took a step forward before looking down in confusion. She noticed she was missing a lot of stuff. Spotting her things in the nearby parking lot, she ran over to them. She put her hair back up in a bun. She put her sunglasses back on. She then sat down and slipped her leather wedges back on her feet before kneeling down and picking up her purse throwing it over her shoulder. Please have Candace say the quote "Why did I take off my wedges and my purse? Could've lost my damn cigarettes then I would've been hella pissed off. For a homeless woman, I'm pretty fucking stupid sometimes" Candace then pulled out her lighter and one of her cigarettes lighting it up and smoking it. Candace then felt her stomach acting up and instinctively grabbed a tampon heading to the women's restroom and cleaning herself up. She then spotted the money that was formally hers from when she was Adrian and picked it up putting it in her purse. She then started strutting down the road for a place to sleep struggling in her wedges momentarily before gaining her footing having no memory of being a 6 year old boy.
Once upon a time, in a bustling city, there lived a young mother and her 6-year-old son. The mother, Tara, was only 22 and raising Adrian all by herself. Although their life was admittedly challenging, Tara always made sure Adrian was happy and well-cared for. One sunny day, Tara decided Adrian was mature enough to shop alone, so she handed him $100 and sent him to the local supermarket with a list. Adrian meandered through the brightly lit aisles, amazed at his newfound freedom. He picked out everything on the list carefully and added a few small treats for himself. When the cashier rang up his items, he handed over the money, feeling very grown up. As he ventured back out onto the busy city streets clutching his leftover change, he was stopped by a woman. This woman was Candace, known by some as Candlelight. Candace was a 43-year-old homeless woman, shaped and sharpened by her tough life on the streets. Wearing an unconventional ensemble of a pink tank top, short shorts, leather wedges, and pink sunglasses, she was quite an eye-catching figure. Candace knelt down to better address Adrian, saying, "Hey hon, can I have some money? Just wanted something to eat." Adrian gave her some money from the change hesitantly, accidentally dropping the rest, which scattered onto the sidewalk. Candace thanked him with an embracing hug – at which point, Adrian suddenly felt a strange dizziness washing over him. When he opened his eyes, he was staring over Candace's shoulder, a sight he never would've reached at his age. Moreover, he was wearing sunglasses. Startled, he hastily removed them, only to find the world a lot brighter, and unfamiliar – he wore Candlelight's clothes, and even her purse was slung over his shoulder. Fumbling, he found a lighter and cigarettes in his hands. "Ew! Icky! I sound like a girl?" he said aloud, covering his mouth quickly as if to muffle the unfamiliar feminine tone. He discarded the lighter and cigarettes into the purse which he promptly tossed aside after a quick rummage which unveiled tampons, pads, bear spray, and a taser. Fumbling and unsteady, he struggled out of the wedges and undid the hair bun while deciding, "All too girly." Catching his reflection in a nearby car's window, he found his aged appearance shocking and blurted out, "I look like older than Mommy." Suddenly, he spotted Adrian's body across the street – his own body. He darted over, pleading to switch back, but Candlelight in Adrian's body refused. She snapped her fingers and that's when he felt his memories alter, evolve, and feminize until Candace's past was all he remembered. The new Candace shielded her eyes as she inadvertently gazed at the sun. "Why did I take off my wedges and my purse?" she wondered aloud, collecting her scattered belongings. She replaced her bun, slipped on her sunglasses, wore her wedges, and slung her purse back over her shoulder. "Could've lost my damn cigarettes then I would've been hella pissed off. For a homeless woman, I'm pretty fucking stupid sometimes," she mumbled, lighting a cigarette. Soon after, she felt a stomach discomfort and discreetly used the restroom, sorting it out with a tampon. She then noticed the scattered coins, officially hers, and tucked them into her purse. And with that done, Candace sauntered down the road to find a sleeping spot. Struggling in her wedges at first, she steadily found her footing, and forged ahead – with no memory of the 6-year-old boy she used to be.
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