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The Transformation of Jim into Shandra

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The image accompanying this story could be a depiction of Jim (now Shandra) standing in front of a mirror, wearing a silver mini-dress, matching sandals, and various items of jewelry. Shandra could be shown adjusting her outfit and admiring her reflection, with a mix of pride and confusion on her face.
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1. Jim clutched tightly to his mother’s hand as they navigated the grocery store, his red sneakers squeaking slightly on the linoleum floor.

2. His mother, Emily, a 32-year-old woman standing 5’6” and weighing 130 pounds, was dressed in a worn-out blue sweater and jeans.

3. Emily had chestnut brown hair styled into a simple ponytail, with warm green eyes that betrayed her weariness.

4. Her birthday was December 12, 1987, and her shoe size was 7.5.

5. “Mom, why are your feet so small for a grown-up?” Jim asked innocently, squinting up at her.

6. “Are my feet gonna be dat tiny when I gwoe up?” he sputtered, mispronouncing words in his 7-year-old voice.

7. Emily laughed, a sound that felt out of place amid the aisle of canned goods.

8. “No, honey,” she replied, smiling down at him, “since you’re a boy, your feet should grow very big.”

9. “I bet you’ll be a size 10 at least,” she added with a chuckle.

10. They were both exhausted, carefully picking their way through the store while grabbing food and supplies.

11. Suddenly, their attention snapped to the front door as zombies began pouring into the grocery store, their groans filling the air.

12. “Go! Run, Jim, run!” Emily yelled, dropping the can she was holding and sprinting toward the emergency exit, dragging Jim behind her.

13. As they neared the exit, three black women, all older than Emily, burst through in skimpy clubbing outfits.

14. The oldest, whose name was Shandra and was 45 years old, had a birthday of September 2, 1975.

15. She stood at 5’8” and weighed around 140 pounds, with long, braided black hair adorned with gold beads.

16. Shandra hailed from Detroit, Michigan, and her shoe size was 6.

17. Her outfit was a gleaming silver mini-dress with matching sandals, her toenails painted a striking red.

18. The second woman, Tanya, 43 years old and born on April 18, 1977, sported short, curly black hair that reached her shoulders.

19. From New Orleans, Louisiana, she stood 5’5” and weighed 150 pounds.

20. Tanya wore a tight, shimmering gold top and a miniskirt, along with black strappy heels; her toenails were painted deep purple.

21. Lastly was Mariah, the youngest at 38 years old, born November 10, 1982, with long, straight hair dyed a vibrant blue.

22. Mariah, from Houston, Texas, stood 5’7” and weighed 135 pounds, wearing an iridescent green bodycon dress and white sandals with emerald green polish on her nails.

23. All three women had a variety of jewelry: Shandra with gold bracelets and hoop earrings, Tanya with a diamond-studded necklace, and Mariah wearing silver anklets.

24. Shandra, noticing Jim, reached out and grabbed him with surprising strength.

25. “What’s a li’l boy doin’ here?” she said sassily, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.

26. Jim tried to squirm away, but Shandra's grip was firm.

27. His vision started to blur as dizziness took over, and soon the world around him went black.

28. When Jim opened his eyes, he realized everything about him felt different.

29. He looked down and saw that he was now wearing a silver mini-dress and matching sandals.

30. His nails were painted bright red, just as Shandra’s had been.

31. “M-Mommy?” Jim whispered, his voice now high-pitched and unmistakably female, and he was horrified at the sound of it.

32. “Mommy!” he yelled unintentionally in a sassy tone, “I wanna go h—what da heck?”

33. Instead, what came out was, “I wanna gow howme, dag nabbit!”

34. He attempted to run but tripped over the skimpy sandals Shandra had worn, the feeling of them uncomfortable and alien.

35. Gagging at how girly his voice sounded, he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to wish the nightmare away.

36. Panic surged through him, and he did everything he could to pace himself while trying to run away from the zombies.

37. The sandals made it difficult to move quickly, and he stumbled numerous times.

38. Finally, he managed to get far enough away, finding a reflective surface in one of the store’s aisles.

39. Staring at his reflection, he traced his new female face with his fingers.

40. His eyes, lips, and nose looked nothing like his mother’s.

41. “I wan’na go home. I wan’ ma’ mommy,” he said, the words coming out in a sassy urban tone, “Ah wan’ ta’ go howme, Ah wan’ mah momma.”

42. Tears began streaming down his face at the sound of his voice.

43. He fiddled with his long hair, attempting to undo the hairstyle but only managing to notice his polished nails in the process.

44. Trying in vain to remove the skimpy outfit, he tugged and pulled at it in every possible way.

45. Each effort—pulling it over his head, tearing at the fabric, unzipping non-existent zippers—failed.

46. Then he tried to remove the sandals: first by unbuckling them, then by pulling them off manually.

47. But the straps wouldn’t budge.

48. He tried slipping his foot out against the floor for traction, using his hands to pry the straps open, and even attempting to bite them off.

49. None of it worked, the sandals seeming impossibly stuck.

50. Noticing his new tiny feet, much smaller than his mom’s, he exclaimed, “I hate these girl feet an’ talkin' like tha funny lady.”

51. Saying it with an unintentional proud and sassy tone, he stumbled over his tiny feet.

52. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, seeing himself walking in an unintentionally feminine, fast speed-walk.

53. The sandals thumped against the ground as his hips swayed side to side more gracefully than any stride he normally took.

54. Jim tried to remove the first piece of jewelry—Shandra’s gold bracelet.

55. But every attempt—unclasping, pulling, twisting—resulted in failure; it seemed fixed to his wrist.

56. The second piece, a hoop earring, wouldn’t come loose either.

57. Each twist and yank made his lobes throb with pain.

58. Next, he tried the necklace, using both hands to unclasp it near his neck but found it unyieldingly tight.

59. The fourth, a silver anklet, could not be maneuvered off his ankle despite shifting it every which way.

60. The fifth, a second bracelet, resisted all tugs and twists as if soldered to his arm.

61. Finally, he tried to remove the rings on his fingers, but they would not budge past his knuckles.

62. “I’m scared!” he wailed, though it came out as a defiant, “Ah’m scared, dag nabbit!”

63. Tears spilled from his eyes again as two of Shandra’s friends approached him.

64. Taking his hands, they guided him toward the store's exit.

65. “Shandra honey, you’re an amazin’ black woman,” Tanya said loudly, earning a sniffle from Jim, “remember all ya’ family?”

66. Mariah chimed in, “You’ve gone through worse, girl.”

67. “Bu’ I’m not a giwl—I’m Jim!” he tried explaining, but all that came out was, “Ah ain’t no woman—I’s Jim!”

68. They continued pulling him along, across the now-desolate parking lot.

69. Feeling their friend was having a mental episode, Tanya asked, “Whatcha tryna say, girl?”

70. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy!” he cried out sassy and loud, “Ah ain’t a gal, Ah’m a boi!”

71. “Mah name is Jim an’ mah mom is uh, Mom! We’s shoppin’ an’...” he trailed off, describing her visually.

72. Mariah's eyes widened as she scanned the parking lot and spotted a woman matching the description, looking distraught.

73. Whispering to her friends, Mariah said, “This boy gotta less stressful life, y’know?”

74. Tanya agreed, “As a woman, he dun gotta grow up worryin’ ‘bout gettin’ a girlfriend. He don’t gotta now.”

75. The three women concluded definitively, “Let’s save him by makin’ him Shandra.”

76. They decided right then to help Jim forget his past life and fully become Shandra.

77. “Boy, dere’s one problem,” Tanya said in urban black woman terms.

78. “You found mah mommy?” Jim asked in a proud sassy tone, struggling to keep up.

79. “We gonna erase your memories, make you our friend,” Mariah explained sassy and direct.

80. “No, I don’ wanna be a girl!” he protested in a voice not his own, “Nooo, Ah don’t wanna be a gal!”

81. The women began casting their enchantment.

82. Jim tried to resist the mental changes, but slowly, methodically, all his memories began morphing.

83. His favorite foods, like mac & cheese, turned into Shandra’s favorites like spicy jambalaya.

84. His preferred TV shows about dinosaurs became reality shows like “Real Housewives.”

85. His favorite movie, a superhero epic, changed into rom-coms Shandra loved.

86. His school classes, like math and reading, shifted into business and fashion design.

87. Happy memories of playing with action figures became memories of clubbing with friends.

88. Daydreams about becoming an astronaut turned into aspirations in entertainment.

89. Nights spent watching cartoons morphed into all-nighters at clubs.

90. The imaginary friends he had at seven were replaced by industry contacts.

91. Birthday parties with balloons became lavish celebrations with champagne.

92. Playing outside became networking inside high-end venues.

93. Worries about monsters under the bed became concerns about competitors in the club scene.

94. His proudest achievements, like building Lego towers, transformed into Shandra’s show-stopping performances.

95. Classmates and teachers faded into backups and collaborators.

96. Innocent kisses on the cheek from his mom became passionate memories with past lovers.

97. The wonder of discovering new bugs in the yard turned into the thrill of discovering new opportunities at parties.

98. Her provocative job became something she was incredibly proud of, cherished for every exciting moment and connection made.

99. She realized she wasn’t wearing any jewelry or sandals.

100. “Where’s my jewels? Mah shoes?” she asked her friends, stepping nearer to them.

101. Mariah handed back each piece, helping her adorn herself slowly step by step.

102. First came the gold bracelet, slipping it carefully onto her arm.

103. Then the hoop earrings, inserted into her lobes smoothly.

104. One by one, necklaces and anklets were placed onto her, her fingers working expertly despite recent bewilderment.

105. Tanya handed over the silver rings, which she slipped onto each finger methodically.

106. She then gingerly grabbed the skimpy sandals and slid each foot in, tightening the straps delicately.

107. Looking down, Shandra adjusted her outfit, making sure the mini-dress clung just right.

108. Her polished nails sparkled as she fluffed her hair, her reflection returning in the glass storefront.

109. She bit her lip, admiration mixed with confusion.

110. “Y’all sure I was actin’ like a lil’ boy?” she asked in a proud, puzzled tone.

111. “Yeah, honey, you was trippin’,” Tanya said, cussing mildly, “talkin’ ‘bout bein’ a kid.”

112. Shandra looked at her body, rubbing her temples, as bouts of awkward laughter escaped her lips.

113. “Listen, I’ve accomplished everything I set out to do,” she declared proudly, yet with remnants of uncertain fury.

114. “I got my successes, my regrets—this whole mess is just...”

115. She caught herself in the mirror again, “it’s like a damn joke.”

116. Adjusting her jewelry, she couldn’t help but mention, “Damn, look at my tiny feet, walkin’ ‘round like that.”

117. Her friends decided to quiz her and posed seven simple questions about her life.

118. “What’s your name?” Mariah asked.

119. “Shandra,” she responded with certainty.

120. “Your birthday?”

121. “September 2nd, 1975.”

122. “Where’re you from?”

123. “Detroit, Michigan.”

124. “What’s your favorite club?”

125. “The Velvet Lounge, for sure.”

126. “Your go-to drink?”

127. “Gin and tonic, no doubt.”

128. “Preferred nail color?”

129. “Bright, bold red.”

130. “Your height?”

131. “5’8”.”

132. Then seven more, deeper facts only she’d know.

133. Mariah continued, “Who taught you to dance?”

134. “My Auntie Carla, she was fabulous.”

135. “Your worst job?”

136. “Waitressin’ at that diner back in... what? ‘89?”

137. “Your first big break?”

138. “When I got invited to that private party in ‘95.”

139. Tanya asked next, “Who do you always party with?”

140. “You two, always.”

141. “Your real name?”

142. “Shandra Jackson.”

143. “Your biggest regret?”

144. “Pushin’ away my family for this life.”

145. Lastly, three specific regrets and their reasons.

146. “Remember when you stood up Darryl?”

147. “Yeah, he was too good for me—shoulda treated him better.”

148. “Or when you messed up that show in ‘02?”

149. “Totally, I was off-key, so embarrassing.”

150. “And you recall takin’ my gig in ‘07?”

151. “Really sorry ‘bout that, had to stay ahead.”

152. They quizzed her about meeting them.

153. “When'd you meet Mariah?”

154. “Back in 2005, at that lounge, we hit it off immediately.”

155. “And Tanya?”

156. “2000, she was killin’ it on the dance floor.”

157. “What were you both doin’?”

158. “She was teachin’ me some moves, so energetic.”

159. The realization settled in. She was, unmistakably, Shandra.

This story was generated by user manemansteve with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.

Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL¡E 2, or uploaded by the user.

AI Prompts

Prompt: A long and thorough and detailed story in 200 numbered sentences in the format of numbered sentence lines starting from 1 to 200 taking place in the year 2020 starring 7 year old Jim with a description of what he's wearing and his race being white and have him be shopping with his mom in the middle of a zombie pandemic. Include his mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color, and her shoe size mentioned. Have Ben make a comment about his mom's feet being small for a grown up and have it be in quoted text asking if his feet were gonna be that tiny when he grew up in an innocent voice and spell words wrong showing what he wanted to say versus what he said in his little kid voice. Have his mom laugh and say no and have it be in quoted text saying since he's a boy and not a girl his feet should grow very big and have her guess what size his feet will be when he's older. Have them be wearily grabbing food and supplies putting it in the cart when zombies started pouring in to the grocery store. Have his mom start running with him following close behind. Have 3 black women appear wearing skimpy outfits with detailed descriptions of the clubbing outfits and have all be wearing skimpy sandals of varying kinds with detailed descriptions of the colors and types of sandals and have all of them have painted nails and include the colors and have some of them be wearing jewelry with descriptions of the jewelry. Include all 3 black women's names, ages all being older than his mom, heights, weights, birthdays, birth years all being older than his mom, hair colors and styles all being vibrant black woman styles and where they were from in the US not being Atlanta Georgia and include where they are from and their shoe sizes. Have the oldest woman notice the boy saying something to him and have it be in quoted text sassily and proudly and reaching out to grab him and have him try to avoid her still being grabbed by the woman getting dizzy and have his vision go black. Reveal that the oldest woman grabbed him and include her information a second time including her name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color and style and eye color and where she was from and her shoe size being much smaller than his moms and her clubbing outfit type and color being the same as it was earlier and her skimpy sandals color and type being the same as it was earlier and the color of her nail polish being the same as it was earlier. Have all of the women do provocative work being specific on what they do and how long each of them had been one for. Have him open his eyes realizing he's taller and feels different looking down and noticing the skimpy clubbing outfit he was now wearing being the same consistent color one the oldest woman was wearing and the skimpy sandals being the same they were earlier in the story and the polished nails being the same color they were earlier in the story and have him look for his mommy worriedly realizing she's now gone. Have him yell for mommy and have it be in quoted text unwillingly in an unintentionally sassy tone cussing and show the quote the way he wanted to say it versus how he said it. Have him try to run stumbling over the skimpy sandals he was now wearing and have the woman's outfit be very uncomfortable and have him trip over something hearing his female voice and have him gag at how girly it all was and have him squeeze his eyes shut. Have him do everything to pace himself trying to run away from the zombies and and have the skimpy sandals be hard to run in and have him consistently trip over the skimpy sandals eventually getting far enough away from the zombies. Have him innocently study his new reflection tracing his female eyes and lips and nose and face with his new hands and have him try to change his eyes back to the normal eyes noticing they look nothing like his mother's but give up on trying being specific as to what he did. Have him say i want to go home i want mommy and have it be in quoted text unwillingly speaking in a sassy urban black woman tone saying some words wrong and show the quoted text how he wanted to say it versus how he said it. Have him start crying at the sound of his voice. Have him play with his female hair and what he did with it noticing his polished nails on his female hands but being unable to change it back to his boyish hair. Have him try to remove the skimpy outfit in different ways being unsuccessful and including each of the ways in the story with a detailed description. Have him try to remove the skimpy sandals being unable to trying in 5 different ways and including each of the 5 ways in the story but the skimpy sandals aren't glued to her feet they just won't come off and have him notice his tiny female feet getting grossed out at them. Have him notice his female feet actually look smaller than his mom's feet and have him say something and have it be in quoted text in an unintentionally proud and sassy way about how he hates having girl feet and talking like the funny lady. Have him move one of his female feet losing balance and tripping causing himself to fly up to his two feet stumbling unwillingly walking in a feminine fast speedwalk with a description of how the black woman's body moved as he unintentionally walked in the skimpy sandals with them thumping against the ground and have him unintentionally catch himself in the mirror looking really feminine with his walk. Have him try to remove the first piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why he couldn't. Have him try to remove the second piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why. Have him try to remove the third piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why. Have him try to remove the fourth piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why. Have him try to remove the fifth piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why. Have him try to remove the sixth piece of the woman's jewelry being detailed and specific but being unable to remove it and why. Have him try to say I'm scared and have it be in quoted text unwillingly speaking in an urban proud and sassy way and have him squeeze his eyes shut in fear. Have the woman's 2 other friends find her and grab her by the hands guiding her somewhere. Have another one of the other women criticize her reminding her she's an amazing black woman and of her family she had and have it be in quoted text in urban sassy proud terms mentioning how old she is calling the boy by their friend's name who had grabbed him earlier and who he was in the body of. Have the boy in the woman's body hear the black women speaking to him thinking he's their friend unable to understand their sassy urban dialect. Have him struggle to run out in the skimpy sandals as the women drag him and have him make it out to the parking lot and have the parking lot be empty. Have him be terrified squeezing his eyes shut again. Have the other women feel that they're friend is suffering a mental episode. Have them ask their friend who the boy is in the body of that grabbed him earlier about what she is trying to tell them and have it be in quoted text in urban sassy black woman terms. Have the boy confusingly just say i'm not a girl i'm a boy and have it be in quoted text in sassy black woman terms cussing and have him say his name and who his mom is just calling her mom describing her. Have him worriedly motion to the skimpy sandals and all the jewelry and have the other women start helping him remove the skimpy sandals and all of the jewelry. Have one of them notice a woman matching that description nearby looking worriedly around for her son. Have her start whispering to her friends in urban sassy proud terms and have it be in quoted text saying this boy deserves a less stressful life. Have another agree saying he can stay in the body of their friend and have it be in quoted text in sassy proud terms terms saying his life as her will be less stressful cause he doesn't have to worry about growing up and getting a girlfriend and he will think he's always been a woman and have the name of the woman be the same consistent name as the woman who grabbed him earlier in the story. Have them come to the conclusion that this really is a boy in the body of their friend and that his mom will have to forget about her son and have them decide to erase the boy's memories so he doesn't have to know about his mom anymore and so he can enjoy his new life as a black woman whose already lived a good life and have them decide to completely override the boy's existence with their friend's and erase the boy from existence completely. Have the Korean women tell the boy they see his mom and have it be in quoted text in urban black woman terms saying there's just one problem. Have the boy say you found my mommy and have it be in quoted text in proud and sassy terms. Have the women say we're going to erase your memories and make you our friend and have it be in quoted text in sassy proud terms. Have the boy say no i don't wanna be a girl and have it be in quoted text in sassy proud terms. Have the women start casting their spell and have it be in quoted text in sassy proud terms. Have the boy try to resist the mental changes only to succumb to them in the end having no memory of being a little boy and have it be a slow and gradual change being very detailed as every part of her memory changed listing 15 details of the boy's life that slowly turned into details of the woman's life being specific including favorite foods and tv shows and movies and classes in school and things she was alive to see including her provocative job and whether or not she's proud of it. Have her realize she's barefoot and not wearing any of her jewelry asking her friends for her jewelry and her sandals. Have her put each piece of jewelry on with a slow step by step detailed description. Have her slip her skimpy sandals on slowly with a very slow step by step detailed description of her putting the sandals on her feet and tightening them. Have her look down at her outfit and skimpy sandals and her nails and her jewelry adjusting all of it being very detailed as to what she did. Have her talk to her friends and have it be in quoted text in proud sassy terms being very confused. Have them tell her she was convinced she was a little boy and have it be in quoted text in proud sassy terms cussing. Have her get confused as she looked at her body and have it be in quoted text in proud sassy terms laughing and angrily cussing at her weird behavior talking about every thing she's accomplished in her life as a woman. Have her grab her head chuckling looking at her jewelry again thumping in her sandals making a comment about her tiny feet and have it be in quoted text in urban black woman terms. Have her friends decide to quiz her anyway asking her 7 basic facts about herself and have it be in quoted text in proud sassy terms and 7 things about her life only she'd know as well in proud sassy and 3 specific things she did to certain people she regrets doing being very detailed and specific and why as well in proud sassy and how she met her 2 black friends and what year and how and what they were doing when she met them in proud sassy and have her have met the 2 women at different times and different things.

Response: 1. Jim clutched tightly to his mother’s hand as they navigated the grocery store, his red sneakers squeaking slightly on the linoleum floor. 2. His mother, Emily, a 32-year-old woman standing 5’6” and weighing 130 pounds, was dressed in a worn-out blue sweater and jeans. 3. Emily had chestnut brown hair styled into a simple ponytail, with warm green eyes that betrayed her weariness. 4. Her birthday was December 12, 1987, and her shoe size was 7.5. 5. “Mom, why are your feet so small for a grown-up?” Jim asked innocently, squinting up at her. 6. “Are my feet gonna be dat tiny when I gwoe up?” he sputtered, mispronouncing words in his 7-year-old voice. 7. Emily laughed, a sound that felt out of place amid the aisle of canned goods. 8. “No, honey,” she replied, smiling down at him, “since you’re a boy, your feet should grow very big.” 9. “I bet you’ll be a size 10 at least,” she added with a chuckle. 10. They were both exhausted, carefully picking their way through the store while grabbing food and supplies. 11. Suddenly, their attention snapped to the front door as zombies began pouring into the grocery store, their groans filling the air. 12. “Go! Run, Jim, run!” Emily yelled, dropping the can she was holding and sprinting toward the emergency exit, dragging Jim behind her. 13. As they neared the exit, three black women, all older than Emily, burst through in skimpy clubbing outfits. 14. The oldest, whose name was Shandra and was 45 years old, had a birthday of September 2, 1975. 15. She stood at 5’8” and weighed around 140 pounds, with long, braided black hair adorned with gold beads. 16. Shandra hailed from Detroit, Michigan, and her shoe size was 6. 17. Her outfit was a gleaming silver mini-dress with matching sandals, her toenails painted a striking red. 18. The second woman, Tanya, 43 years old and born on April 18, 1977, sported short, curly black hair that reached her shoulders. 19. From New Orleans, Louisiana, she stood 5’5” and weighed 150 pounds. 20. Tanya wore a tight, shimmering gold top and a miniskirt, along with black strappy heels; her toenails were painted deep purple. 21. Lastly was Mariah, the youngest at 38 years old, born November 10, 1982, with long, straight hair dyed a vibrant blue. 22. Mariah, from Houston, Texas, stood 5’7” and weighed 135 pounds, wearing an iridescent green bodycon dress and white sandals with emerald green polish on her nails. 23. All three women had a variety of jewelry: Shandra with gold bracelets and hoop earrings, Tanya with a diamond-studded necklace, and Mariah wearing silver anklets. 24. Shandra, noticing Jim, reached out and grabbed him with surprising strength. 25. “What’s a li’l boy doin’ here?” she said sassily, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. 26. Jim tried to squirm away, but Shandra's grip was firm. 27. His vision started to blur as dizziness took over, and soon the world around him went black. 28. When Jim opened his eyes, he realized everything about him felt different. 29. He looked down and saw that he was now wearing a silver mini-dress and matching sandals. 30. His nails were painted bright red, just as Shandra’s had been. 31. “M-Mommy?” Jim whispered, his voice now high-pitched and unmistakably female, and he was horrified at the sound of it. 32. “Mommy!” he yelled unintentionally in a sassy tone, “I wanna go h—what da heck?” 33. Instead, what came out was, “I wanna gow howme, dag nabbit!” 34. He attempted to run but tripped over the skimpy sandals Shandra had worn, the feeling of them uncomfortable and alien. 35. Gagging at how girly his voice sounded, he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to wish the nightmare away. 36. Panic surged through him, and he did everything he could to pace himself while trying to run away from the zombies. 37. The sandals made it difficult to move quickly, and he stumbled numerous times. 38. Finally, he managed to get far enough away, finding a reflective surface in one of the store’s aisles. 39. Staring at his reflection, he traced his new female face with his fingers. 40. His eyes, lips, and nose looked nothing like his mother’s. 41. “I wan’na go home. I wan’ ma’ mommy,” he said, the words coming out in a sassy urban tone, “Ah wan’ ta’ go howme, Ah wan’ mah momma.” 42. Tears began streaming down his face at the sound of his voice. 43. He fiddled with his long hair, attempting to undo the hairstyle but only managing to notice his polished nails in the process. 44. Trying in vain to remove the skimpy outfit, he tugged and pulled at it in every possible way. 45. Each effort—pulling it over his head, tearing at the fabric, unzipping non-existent zippers—failed. 46. Then he tried to remove the sandals: first by unbuckling them, then by pulling them off manually. 47. But the straps wouldn’t budge. 48. He tried slipping his foot out against the floor for traction, using his hands to pry the straps open, and even attempting to bite them off. 49. None of it worked, the sandals seeming impossibly stuck. 50. Noticing his new tiny feet, much smaller than his mom’s, he exclaimed, “I hate these girl feet an’ talkin' like tha funny lady.” 51. Saying it with an unintentional proud and sassy tone, he stumbled over his tiny feet. 52. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, seeing himself walking in an unintentionally feminine, fast speed-walk. 53. The sandals thumped against the ground as his hips swayed side to side more gracefully than any stride he normally took. 54. Jim tried to remove the first piece of jewelry—Shandra’s gold bracelet. 55. But every attempt—unclasping, pulling, twisting—resulted in failure; it seemed fixed to his wrist. 56. The second piece, a hoop earring, wouldn’t come loose either. 57. Each twist and yank made his lobes throb with pain. 58. Next, he tried the necklace, using both hands to unclasp it near his neck but found it unyieldingly tight. 59. The fourth, a silver anklet, could not be maneuvered off his ankle despite shifting it every which way. 60. The fifth, a second bracelet, resisted all tugs and twists as if soldered to his arm. 61. Finally, he tried to remove the rings on his fingers, but they would not budge past his knuckles. 62. “I’m scared!” he wailed, though it came out as a defiant, “Ah’m scared, dag nabbit!” 63. Tears spilled from his eyes again as two of Shandra’s friends approached him. 64. Taking his hands, they guided him toward the store's exit. 65. “Shandra honey, you’re an amazin’ black woman,” Tanya said loudly, earning a sniffle from Jim, “remember all ya’ family?” 66. Mariah chimed in, “You’ve gone through worse, girl.” 67. “Bu’ I’m not a giwl—I’m Jim!” he tried explaining, but all that came out was, “Ah ain’t no woman—I’s Jim!” 68. They continued pulling him along, across the now-desolate parking lot. 69. Feeling their friend was having a mental episode, Tanya asked, “Whatcha tryna say, girl?” 70. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy!” he cried out sassy and loud, “Ah ain’t a gal, Ah’m a boi!” 71. “Mah name is Jim an’ mah mom is uh, Mom! We’s shoppin’ an’...” he trailed off, describing her visually. 72. Mariah's eyes widened as she scanned the parking lot and spotted a woman matching the description, looking distraught. 73. Whispering to her friends, Mariah said, “This boy gotta less stressful life, y’know?” 74. Tanya agreed, “As a woman, he dun gotta grow up worryin’ ‘bout gettin’ a girlfriend. He don’t gotta now.” 75. The three women concluded definitively, “Let’s save him by makin’ him Shandra.” 76. They decided right then to help Jim forget his past life and fully become Shandra. 77. “Boy, dere’s one problem,” Tanya said in urban black woman terms. 78. “You found mah mommy?” Jim asked in a proud sassy tone, struggling to keep up. 79. “We gonna erase your memories, make you our friend,” Mariah explained sassy and direct. 80. “No, I don’ wanna be a girl!” he protested in a voice not his own, “Nooo, Ah don’t wanna be a gal!” 81. The women began casting their enchantment. 82. Jim tried to resist the mental changes, but slowly, methodically, all his memories began morphing. 83. His favorite foods, like mac & cheese, turned into Shandra’s favorites like spicy jambalaya. 84. His preferred TV shows about dinosaurs became reality shows like “Real Housewives.” 85. His favorite movie, a superhero epic, changed into rom-coms Shandra loved. 86. His school classes, like math and reading, shifted into business and fashion design. 87. Happy memories of playing with action figures became memories of clubbing with friends. 88. Daydreams about becoming an astronaut turned into aspirations in entertainment. 89. Nights spent watching cartoons morphed into all-nighters at clubs. 90. The imaginary friends he had at seven were replaced by industry contacts. 91. Birthday parties with balloons became lavish celebrations with champagne. 92. Playing outside became networking inside high-end venues. 93. Worries about monsters under the bed became concerns about competitors in the club scene. 94. His proudest achievements, like building Lego towers, transformed into Shandra’s show-stopping performances. 95. Classmates and teachers faded into backups and collaborators. 96. Innocent kisses on the cheek from his mom became passionate memories with past lovers. 97. The wonder of discovering new bugs in the yard turned into the thrill of discovering new opportunities at parties. 98. Her provocative job became something she was incredibly proud of, cherished for every exciting moment and connection made. 99. She realized she wasn’t wearing any jewelry or sandals. 100. “Where’s my jewels? Mah shoes?” she asked her friends, stepping nearer to them. 101. Mariah handed back each piece, helping her adorn herself slowly step by step. 102. First came the gold bracelet, slipping it carefully onto her arm. 103. Then the hoop earrings, inserted into her lobes smoothly. 104. One by one, necklaces and anklets were placed onto her, her fingers working expertly despite recent bewilderment. 105. Tanya handed over the silver rings, which she slipped onto each finger methodically. 106. She then gingerly grabbed the skimpy sandals and slid each foot in, tightening the straps delicately. 107. Looking down, Shandra adjusted her outfit, making sure the mini-dress clung just right. 108. Her polished nails sparkled as she fluffed her hair, her reflection returning in the glass storefront. 109. She bit her lip, admiration mixed with confusion. 110. “Y’all sure I was actin’ like a lil’ boy?” she asked in a proud, puzzled tone. 111. “Yeah, honey, you was trippin’,” Tanya said, cussing mildly, “talkin’ ‘bout bein’ a kid.” 112. Shandra looked at her body, rubbing her temples, as bouts of awkward laughter escaped her lips. 113. “Listen, I’ve accomplished everything I set out to do,” she declared proudly, yet with remnants of uncertain fury. 114. “I got my successes, my regrets—this whole mess is just...” 115. She caught herself in the mirror again, “it’s like a damn joke.” 116. Adjusting her jewelry, she couldn’t help but mention, “Damn, look at my tiny feet, walkin’ ‘round like that.” 117. Her friends decided to quiz her and posed seven simple questions about her life. 118. “What’s your name?” Mariah asked. 119. “Shandra,” she responded with certainty. 120. “Your birthday?” 121. “September 2nd, 1975.” 122. “Where’re you from?” 123. “Detroit, Michigan.” 124. “What’s your favorite club?” 125. “The Velvet Lounge, for sure.” 126. “Your go-to drink?” 127. “Gin and tonic, no doubt.” 128. “Preferred nail color?” 129. “Bright, bold red.” 130. “Your height?” 131. “5’8”.” 132. Then seven more, deeper facts only she’d know. 133. Mariah continued, “Who taught you to dance?” 134. “My Auntie Carla, she was fabulous.” 135. “Your worst job?” 136. “Waitressin’ at that diner back in... what? ‘89?” 137. “Your first big break?” 138. “When I got invited to that private party in ‘95.” 139. Tanya asked next, “Who do you always party with?” 140. “You two, always.” 141. “Your real name?” 142. “Shandra Jackson.” 143. “Your biggest regret?” 144. “Pushin’ away my family for this life.” 145. Lastly, three specific regrets and their reasons. 146. “Remember when you stood up Darryl?” 147. “Yeah, he was too good for me—shoulda treated him better.” 148. “Or when you messed up that show in ‘02?” 149. “Totally, I was off-key, so embarrassing.” 150. “And you recall takin’ my gig in ‘07?” 151. “Really sorry ‘bout that, had to stay ahead.” 152. They quizzed her about meeting them. 153. “When'd you meet Mariah?” 154. “Back in 2005, at that lounge, we hit it off immediately.” 155. “And Tanya?” 156. “2000, she was killin’ it on the dance floor.” 157. “What were you both doin’?” 158. “She was teachin’ me some moves, so energetic.” 159. The realization settled in. She was, unmistakably, Shandra.

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