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A 10-year-old boy, Zach, goes to the convenience store by himself for the first time and manages to get some new candy and drinks. He is stopped by a 29-year-old woman, Kandi, who asks him for money

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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 10 year old Zach shopping at a convenience store alone for the first with money his 25 year old mom gave him. While browsing the aisles in the store, he stumbled upon some new candy and some new drinks and purchased them before leaving. As he did, he was stopped by 29 year old Kandi. She was a woman who had been forced into working on the streets as a prostitute since she was 21. Kandi had her hair dyed red and was wearing a red brassiere and matching panties as well as her red purse on her shoulder and red platform sandals. Please have Kandi say the quote "Hey hon, was wondering if you had some money on you still? I need a little bit more if I wanna get off the streets and back home to my family. I was kidnapped over 8 years ago" Zach handed her some money. Please have Zach say the quote "I'm sorry to hear that miss. I hope you're okay. Do you need any more help?" Kandi shook her head and smiled reaching out to Zach for a hug. Zach hugged her back and felt dizzy before blacking out. Opening his eyes, Zach noticed he was taller. Looking down, he saw a red brassiere and panties, a red purse and red platform sandals on his feet and red hair in his vision. Looking at a nearby mirror, Zach saw he was somehow in the woman's body. Please have Zach go through the purse and find condoms, tampons, gum, bear spray, a taser, makeup, nail polish, lipstick, thick wads of money, a cellphone and an ID for Kandi with a birth year of 1994. Zach's heart dropped as he realized he was older than his mom. Please have Zach say the quote "I don't--- I even sound like a girl? Oh my God! I don't wanna be older than my mommy" in Kandi's voice in an unintentionally feminine tone. Please have Zach remove the purse and the platform sandals deeming them too girly before looking at the brassiere and the panties deciding he had to keep them on since they were all he was wearing and he spotted his body in the distance and ran towards it. Zach caught up to his own body and started begging to swap back. Kandi in Zach's body refused and told him to enjoy life as a prostitute and to enjoy life on the cold streets wearing almost nothing as she wiped his memories. Please have Zach hold onto the hope that he'll be a better Kandi than the real one was but have his hopes shattered as he sees visions of himself as Kandi being a prostitute and being on the streets. Eventually, Zach's memories completely altered, matured and feminized until he only remembered being Kandi. The new Kandi grabbed her head in confusion as she looked around. Please have Kandi sit down on the pavement and grab her head throbbing from a headache. Please have Kandi say the quote "Ow! What the fuck? What was I doing again? Did a nasty old man have his way with me and dump me in this parking lot without paying me? I dare a bitch to try and get a free ride from Kandi! Ow! My fucking head!" Kandi then noticed her purse and red platform sandals were missing. Please have Kandi say the quote "Oh shit! My purse is fucking gone! And my platform sandals? I'm so dead if that money is missing and he don't get his cut from me when my shift is over tonight. I better fucking find my purse" Kandi then spotted her purse and her platform sandals. Please have Kandi sit on the ground and slip the platform sandals back on before grabbing her purse and going through it before throwing it over her shoulder. Kandi then strutted to a nearby mirror and looked at her reflection. Tears in her eyes for the first time in over 8 years. Please have Kandi say the quote "I didn't even do anything wrong. Just hung around the wrong people in college back when I was 21 and all the guys saw was an innocent young woman and now they turned me into a prostitute. Hope he doesn't hit me when I get back to him with my money this time and lets me keep some of it" Please have Kandi pat herself down before making sure her platform sandals are attached to her feet and her purse is snug on her shoulder and have her strut to a corner waving and yelling "Hey baby" at cars as they pass by trying to earn another customer having no memory of being 10 year old Zach and no memory of wanting to be a better Kandi than the real one.

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Once upon a time, in an exceptionally mundane town, lived a 10-year-old boy named Zach. One afternoon, his mother handed him a handful of crisp bills, sending him off on his inaugural convenience store quest. The little boy's heart pounded with excitement - this was his first legendary solo venture. His wide innocent eyes scanned the colorful candy section, and he gravitated towards a new candy variety, a few quirky drinks, and other oddities the store had displayed. Pocket-money jingling in his pocket, he eagerly paid for his haul and made his way towards the exit. Suddenly, he was interrupted by a distinctive voice. "Hey hon, was wondering if you had some money on you still? I need a little bit more if I wanna get off the streets and back home to my family. I was kidnapped over 8 years ago." It was a 29-year-old woman, distinctively eye-catching with her hair dyed a fiery red, dressed in a matching red thrown-together outfit, and with a red purse slung over her shoulder. Her name was Kandi. Feeling a tug at his heartstrings for the desperate woman, Zach handed over some crumpled bills. "I'm sorry to hear that, miss. I hope you're okay. Do you need any more help?" It wasn't much, but for such a young boy, it was a significant gesture. She offered a small relieving smile and pulled the innocent at heart Zach into a hug. Within moments, everything blacked out. Coming to, Zach felt dizzy at first, then bizarrely much taller. When he glanced towards his body, his heart plummeted to his stomach. Trashy red underwear, red purse on his shoulder, red platform sandals on his feet and a timely reflection in a nearby window confirmed a horrifying reality: he was in the woman's body. Kandi's. Frantically, Zach rifled through the woman's purse, revealing condoms, tampons, gum, bear spray, a taser, makeup, nail polish, lipstick, thick wads of money, a cellphone and an ID for Kandi with a birth year of 1994. Zach was older than his own mother. In a panic, he muttered in an unintentionally feminine tone, "I don't--- I even sound like a girl? Oh my God! I don't wanna be older than my mommy." Seeing his original body at a distance, Zach - clad in Kandi's brassiere and panties that he was begrudgingly forced to keep on his body - ran desperately towards it, ready to plead and beg for his life back. Deflated, his pleas fell on deaf ears as Kandi in Zach's body coldly denied his desperate pleas and wiped his memories clean. With time, his original memories faded, supplanted by Kandi's lifetime of misery and suffering. His fragile hopes of being a better Kandi than the original were crushed. The new Kandi sat on the pavement, clutching her throbbing head in confusion, barely remembering her past life. Her troubled past began to haunt her. She noticed her purse and platform sandals were missing. With despair and fury, she strangled out, "Oh shit! My purse is fucking gone! And my platform sandals? I'm so dead if that money is missing and he doesn't get his cut from me." After retrieving her belongings, she reflected on the mirror, tears pricking at her eyes. "I didn't even do anything wrong. Just hung around the wrong people in college back when I was 21, and all the guys saw was an innocent young woman, and now they turned me into a prostitute." With a heavy heart, she fastened her towering platform sandals on, slung her purse over her shoulder and strutted to the corner. Each passing car was potential business; she noted to greet them, "Hey baby." The once naive boy named Zach was now Kandi, fully accepting her fate as a product of abuse, forced into a life of prostitution with no recollection of her past life. She was a victim of her circumstances, a tragic character lost in the chaos of life.

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Nov. 2, 2023, 2:50 a.m.

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Published: Thursday, November 2, 2023

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