A story about 7 year old Sammy at the mall alone looking for something to buy with money his 27 year old mom gave him. Stumbling into a shoe store, he saw all types of cool shapes and sizes of diffe

Sure, here is a story about Sammy: Once upon a time, a bright and vivid afternoon found Sammy, a 7-year-old boy at the mall, all alone. His 27-year-old mother had given him money to spend, allowing him a sense of independence. He was full of excitement and was ready to find something worth buying. Sammy stumbled into a shoe store, marveling at all the different shapes, sizes, and kinds of shoes. As he walked farther into the store, he spotted a section with shoes appropriately sized for boys of his age. As he started moving towards the section, he accidentally ran into a woman. The woman, a beautiful 30-year-old named Brittany, was a mother of two daughters and was trying on different shoes. Sammy apologized and Brittany smiled at him, her eyes friendly. As he tried to move past her, she suddenly grabbed his shoulders, stopping him in his place. Looking down, Sammy was shocked to see his shoes were growing and morphing into the ones Brittany was choosing. He then looked down at his small, bony feet and became horrified to notice that his feet were maturing, matching Brittany's, her toenail polish now on his nails. Confused and scared, Sammy asked Brittany to let him go, but she simply stated, with a strange glint in her eyes, that it would be nice to have a clone to help her with her own daughters. His panic increased as he felt his body transforming further. His legs and lower body changed, as a short dress appeared on him and Brittany's detailed tattoos of roses and daisies formed on both his legs. His arms transformed, getting her daughter's initials tattooed on his wrists, along with Brittany's wedding ring appearing on his finger. Sammy's terrified whimpering ceased as his face altered into a mirror image of Brittany's and his voice matched hers. Within moments, his memories began to evolve until all of his memories were replaced with Brittany’s. His speech changed midsentence. "Ow let me go. Miss! Please! Ow! Let me------ Wait, who are you? Why do you look like me? Get away from me and my daughters you creep!” said Sammy, who was now convinced he was Brittany. Surprised by the strong reaction, the original Brittany decided to let her new clone take over her life. She wished the new Brittany luck and walked out of the store. Brittany's clone grabbed a pair of sandals, slipped them on, and sauntered over a mirror. She admired her reflection fondly, "I'm really good looking for 30. Proud to say I've managed to have 2 kids and deal with an annoying husband and I still look young." Turning back towards the daughters she now believed were her own, she had successfully assumed the role of a mother, wife and a 30-year-old woman, completely forgetting that she was once a 7-year-old boy named Sammy. Thus, as strange as it seemed, Sammy's shopping trip ended not with a pair of shoes for a boy but as a clone of Brittany, a 30-year-old mother of two.