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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 6 year old Pete at home alone with his 38 year old mom Elise. Please have Pete be blonde haired and brown eyed with a short sleeve shirt, jeans and light up shoes. Please have Elise be brown haired with shoulder length curly hair, green eyed with a black tank top, skin tight short shorts with her feet bare and tattoos all over her arms and legs and torso and back from her youth and a couple piercings as well as her nails painted red. Please have Pete be playing with his favorite stuffed animal when he spots a pair of flip flops belonging to his mom. With curiosity in his innocent mind, Pete slips his feet into the flip flops grabbing his mom's purse acting like his mom when she walks in the room. Please have Elise grab her purse and flip flops angrily before swiping the stuffed animal. Please have Elise say the quote "You wear my clothes without my permission? You are not a woman. This stuffed animal is being donated now!" Please have Pete say the quote "I'm I'm I'm sorry mom mommy! He keeps the the monsters away!" Pete said shakily and teary-eyed. Elise had no interest in dealing with Pete and ignored him. Please have Pete be nervous as he tries to sleep in bed without his stuffed animal. Please have Pete decide to get up and go get his stuffed animal sneaking into his mom's room. Please have Pete be nervous as he climbs the shelves to reach his stuffed animal reaching it eventually feeling relieved when his mom walks in still wearing her skintight shorts, tank top and is still barefoot. Please have Elise say the quote "Busted! Now go to bed and hand that stuffed animal to me on your way out!" Please have Pete say the quote "But but I'm sorry please_____ please mommy!" Pete said suddenly sounding exactly like Elise as he noticed he looked taller holding the stuffed animal. Please have Pete look down seeing the long curly hair in his eyes as he looked down to see his longer arms and nails painted red and noticed mounds on his chest which he didn't know were boobs trying to remove them being unsuccessful. Please have Pete look further down seeing the tank top, skintight black shorts and the long feminine legs he now controlled and his female feet which also had red painted nails and all the tattoos and piercings. Please have Pete run to a mirror feeling his boobs jiggling as he looked in the mirror seeing his mom's face staring back at him. Please have Pete say the quote "Mommy? Mommy! Mommy! I'm you!" jumping up and down in his new body causing his boobs to bounce again. Please have Elise in Pete's body run up to her son patting him on the back. Please have Elise say the quote "Honey! Calm down! Calm down! Relax baby, it's okay. Mommy's here" Pete was shaking in his mom's body as his mom in his body rubbed his back. Please have Pete say the quote "Can I please have my stuffed animal? I'm really really scared mommy" in Elise's voice. Please have Elise's heart soften up as she says the quote "Sure thing sweetie. Sorry for being so mean about it before. Truth is you're doing a good job wearing my clothes and being me right now" Please have Pete say the quote "What are these big things on my chest?" Please have Elise say the quote "Those are mommy's boobs. Right now they are your boobs and they are part of your body" Please have Pete start crying as he looks down at his mom's body again wondering if he'll ever be his 6 year old self again. Elise knew her feet were a very sensitive part of her body. Please have Elise in Pete's body start rubbing Pete's new female feet. Please have Pete look down at his female feet with the red painted nails and feel extremely relaxed. Please have Pete say the quote "I'm getting really really tired" before falling asleep. Please have Elise start contemplating ways to swap back with her son when he suddenly wakes up and a large crash booms downstairs. Please have Elise in Pete's body walk out to investigate telling her son in her body to stay in her room as she sees masked men downstairs running back in her room and closing the door locking it and barricading it. Please have Pete in his mom's body sit down and freak out as his eyes drift down to his mom's feet and the painted nails he now controlled. Please have Pete say the quote "I'm so scared mommy! Can I have my stuffed animal again pretty please? in his mom's voice. Please have Elise say the quote "You can always have your stuffed animal sweetie and technically those black flip flops are now your shoes and that purse belongs to you. In fact, let me grab those flip flops and slip them on your feet and grab your purse and put it on your shoulder" doing just that for her son. Please have Pete say the quote "Wow mommy! I'm just like you!" Please have Elise feel touched by her son's comment as she heard the men coming upstairs pushing her son into the closet. Please have Elise say the quote "Alright sweetie, step like that and that and sit down like that and your sandals should stay on and hold your purse like that and grab your car keys and start playing with them and there's your stuffed animal and mommy's got you and won't let anything happen to you" Please have Pete say the quote teary-eyed "What if I'm stuck as you forever? And your stuck as me?" Please have Elise say the quote "If that happens, mommy will never leave your side and I'll make sure you have the most fun as me as you can and I'm sorry for every mean thing mommy has ever done to you if that does happen" embracing her son in a hug as they contemplated their future while waiting for the cops.
In the large suburban home of the ever bustling town of Newberry, a mother and son were the only inhabitants of their abode. Six-year-old Pete, with his blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, was restlessly entertaining himself in the comfort of their grand family room. Clad in a short sleeve shirt, jeans, and glowing light-up shoes, he was engrossed in playing with his favorite stuffed animal. Elise, a striking thirty-eight-year-old woman, observed young Pete through the doorway. She was undeniably distinctive, maintaining remnants of her lively youth displayed with pride all over her skin. Tattooed and pierced, streaked locks of curly, shoulder-length hair cascading down, her forest green eyes gleamed with life. Wearing a black tank top, skintight short shorts, her bare feet led to a flurry of emotions playing across her face. Young Pete's curiosity was piqued by a familiar pair of flip flops and a stylish purse he identified easily as his mother's. With quiet laughter, he climbed into the huge flip flops and hung the purse around him, capturing Elise's signature walk perfectly. Elise walked in to see the epitome of innocent imitation. Unamused, she asserted, "You wear my clothes without my permission? You are not a woman. This stuffed animal is being donated now!" There was a stern inclination in her voice. "I'm I'm I'm sorry mom mommy! He keeps the the monsters away!" Pete stuttered, tears forming in his soft brown eyes. Elise, clearly fatigued and irritated, ignored him. That night, terrified of the menacing darkness and its many monsters, Pete found his courage. He sneaked into his mother's room, he had to retrieve his plush guardian. He climbed the shelves and his small hands clutched the stuffed animal, exhaling a sigh of relief. "Busted! Now go to bed and hand that stuffed animal to me on your way out!" Elise stated, now less angry but more concerned. Caught red-handed, Pete's eyes filled up again. "But but I'm sorry please_____ please mommy!" Pete said suddenly sounding exactly like Elise. A gasp followed as he noticed he looked taller holding the stuffed animal, and his hands were not his own; they were encased with longer fingers adorned with red nails. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation on his chest and looked down to see a voluptuous bosom concealed in a black tank top. Startled, he tried to remove them but to no avail. He continued his shocking discovery further down, he was now in the body of his mother complete with her long feminine legs, red painted nails, tattoos and piercings. Terrified, Pete ran to the vanity mirror, his heart pounding in his chest. "Mommy? Mommy! Mommy! I'm you!" He exclaimed in Elise's voice, jumping up and down, his... mom's boobs bouncing with each leap. "Honey! Calm down! Calm down!" Elise said, her voice now a youthful high-pitched tone, resembling Pete's. "Relax baby, it's okay. Mommy's here". Pete, now in Elise's body, followed his mother's tranquil voice, tears streaming down her... his face. "Can I please have my stuffed animal? I'm really really scared mommy," he whimpered in Elise's voice. A sense of empathy filled Elise as she comforted her terrified child in her sweet voice. "Sure thing sweetie. Sorry for being so mean about it before. Truth is you're doing a good job wearing my clothes and being me right now. Those are mommy's boobs. Right now, they are your boobs, and they are part of your body." Pete began sobbing, the hot tears streaming down his cheeks as he clung onto his stuffed animal tight. An unknown affection surged within Elise as she comforted him, rubbing his -- her -- feet in a vain attempt to soothe him. Surprisingly, it did the trick, Pete visibly relaxed under her touch, his eyes growing heavy until he finally fell asleep. Just when Elise was scratching her head over what their next move should be, a loud crash caused both their hearts to pound like drums. Shaking, Elise in Pete's body rigidly moved towards the noise, only to see masked men milling about. She darted back to Pete, telling him to bunker down within the safety of the closet. "But I'm so scared mommy! Can I have my stuffed animal again, pretty please?" Pete asked, fear evident in his voice. "You can always have your stuffed animal sweetie and technically those black flip flops are now your shoes and that purse belongs to you...," Elise said, gathering the mentioned items and preparing her son for the grim situation. "Wow mommy! I'm just like you!" Pete stated, mesmerized by the likeness. Elise couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of pride in her son's bravery. But the imminent threat drew closer, the men marched the staircase towards them, while they cowered in the confines of the closet. "What if I'm stuck as you forever? And you're stuck as me?" Pete asked through gritted teeth. "If that happens, mommy will never leave your side and I'll make sure you have the most fun as me as you can and I'm sorry for every mean thing mommy has ever done to you if that does happen," Elise vowed. As they both clung to each other, fear and uncertainty lingered, the prospect of their unknown future was completely overshadowed by required immediate action. They would wait for the cops to rescue them from the confined closet falling under attack by unknown threats to their safety.
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