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Question: Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 8 year old Ken at home with his 45 year old mom Mandy. Please have Ken be brown haired and blue eyed with a t-shirt, jeans and light up shoes. Please have Mandy be dirty blonde haired with neck length hair, green eyed and have makeup, lipstick, earrings, a necklace, a wristwatch, a wedding ring, her nails painted purple, a v-neck shirt, knee length skintight pants, and raised sandals. Please have Ken be planning on going to his first sleepover at his friend Jenny's who he had a crush on. Please have Ken find out Jenny likes him too getting extremely excited as he waited for his mom to drive him over there. Please have Mandy say the quote "Hey honey, I was wondering if we could push back your sleepover? Your father and I wanted to go to a special restaurant with you" Please have Ken say the quote "I guess mommy. I haven't told Jenny what day we're coming. She just said she was excited to see me" Please have Mandy say the quote "That's wonderful honey. Thank you. I love you and appreciate you" removing her raised sandals, her purse, her wrist watch, her necklace, her earrings and her wedding ring. Please have Mandy then approach Ken gripping his arms tight. Please have Ken say the quote "Ow mommy! What are_____ you doing? That hurts" finishing the sentence in a feminine tone exactly like his mom scaring him to death. Please have Mandy in Ken's body say the quote "I switched our bodies so you can't go over to your girlfriend's house cause you're not skimping out on family time with us" Please have Ken say the quote "I said it was fine mommy. Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl and I really like Jenny" Please have Mandy say the quote "Sorry but you are a 45 year old woman so liking a little girl is kinda creepy and your name is Mandy now and you have a husband. You need to finish getting dressed. Put on that wrist watch, that necklace, that bracelet, that wedding ring and those sandals and that purse. Do it or I'm erasing your memories" Please have Ken worriedly put on the wrist watch, the bracelet, the necklace, the wedding ring, the purse and the raised sandals feeling extremely uncomfortable at the feeling they had on his female feet. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now Mandy, I wanna see you sit down and cross your legs" Please have Ken sit down worriedly and cross his legs looking at the raised sandals and how feminine and big they were feeling uncomfortable wearing them. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now you need to refer to yourself as Mandy and say you are 45 years old and I'm to refer to you as mom or mommy" Please have Ken try to say something about being Ken but unwillingly say his name is Mandy and he is 45 years old and have him tell his own body he is to refer to him as mom or mother and have it be in quoted text. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now you need to refer to him as my father and your husband or by his first name" Please have Ken try to say something about his father but have him unwillingly say something about waiting for Ken's father, his husband and how much he loves his husband and how attractive his husband is in a tone identical to his mom's and have it be in quoted text. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now I wanna hear you compliment something about your outfit" Please have Ken try to say nothing but have him unwillingly say something about his sandals and how he was happy his husband bought them for him and his wedding ring and his wedding day and his painted nails and his purse in a tone identical to his mom's and have it be in quoted text. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now I wanna hear you mention how my report card should be coming in and how I better have all passing grades" Please have Ken try to say nothing but unwillingly say something about how Ken's report card should be coming in soon and how he better have all As or his father and her will discuss his punishment in a tone identical to his mom's and have it be in quoted text. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now I wanna hear you lecture me like I'm your son about anything" Please have Ken again try to say nothing but unwillingly cross his arms tapping one of his mom's feet on the ground before unwillingly saying about how he needs to stop looking at her like she's his girlfriend and how she's his mother in a tone identical to his mother's and have it be in quoted text. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now I wanna hear you say you can't wait to drink alcohol but threaten me if you find out I do" Please have Ken try to say and do nothing but unwillingly give a stern look towards his old body before pointing one of his painted nails at his body and say something about how he can't wait to drink some vodka and some tequila tonight but that Ken better not get caught drinking or he'll discuss his punishment with his husband. Please have Mandy say the quote "Now I wanna see you stand up adjusting the purse on your shoulder and I wanna see you do a confident walk in your raised sandals towards me and demand my phone and put in your purse and tell me I can't see Jenny anymore and you don't wanna swap back" Please have Ken try to say and do nothing but have him unwillingly get up adjusting the purse on his shoulder before strutted in the raised sandals the same way his mom does walking up to his own body and demanding Ken's phone putting it in Mandy's purse and have him say something about Ken being grounded and how he and his husband will discuss whether or not he gets his phone back and how he's no longer allowed to talk to Jenny and that he doesn't want to swap back and he wants to remain Mandy forever causing Ken's personality and memories to alter and feminize and mature into the style of Mandy permanently. Please have Mandy say the quote "So how do you feel now?" Please have Ken say the quote "I feel so much better. I'm so happy I get to be Mandy. You're absolutely right. Liking Jenny is too weird now that I'm a 45 year old woman besides I have a husband I love very much. This outfit is too cute and I truly love the nail polish I have on and these sandals are so comfortable. Now I know you were Mandy before me but I'm Mandy now and I need you to refer to me as mother or mom is that understood? Also you are now my son so start acting like it and get your ass ready for dinner with your father and I tonight"
Once upon a time, there was an 8-year old brown-haired, blue-eyed boy named Ken. Ken was a carefree spirit who loved wearing simple t-shirts, jeans, and light-up shoes. He lived with his 45-year old mother, Mandy, a beautiful woman with neck-length dirty blonde hair, sparkling green eyes, adorned in beauty products and several types of jewelry with her nails painted purple. She preferred to wear v-neck shirts, knee-length skintight pants, and raised sandals. One day, Ken was excitedly preparing for his first sleepover with his friend, Jenny, who he had a crush on. He had recently found out that Jenny also liked him and was excitedly awaiting for his mother to drive him to Jenny's house. Feeling excited and ecstatic, he was taken by surprise when his mother approached him. "Hey honey, I was wondering if we could push back your sleepover? Your father and I wanted to go to a special restaurant with you," Mandy asked, removing her raised sandals, purse, wrist watch, necklace, earrings and wedding ring. A bit disappointed, Ken replied, "I guess mommy. I haven't told Jenny what day we're coming. She just said she was excited to see me." "That's wonderful honey. Thank you. I love you and appreciate you," Mandy thanked her son. As the words left her lips, she gripped Ken's arms tightly. "Ow mommy! What are_____ you doing? That hurts," cried Ken, the sentence finishing in a soft, feminine tone much like his mother's, which frightened him deeply. Surprisingly, Mandy responded from Ken's body, "I switched our bodies so you can't go over to your girlfriend's house cause you're not skimping out on family time with us." "I said it was fine mommy. Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl and I really like Jenny," pleaded Ken. "Sorry, but you are a 45 year old woman. So liking a little girl is kinda creepy and your name is Mandy now and you have a husband,” Mandy explained. She instructed Ken forcefully to finish getting dressed, putting on her wrist watch, necklace, bracelet, wedding ring, sandals, and purse. She added a threat, "Do it, or I'm erasing your memories." Under immense pressure, Ken reluctantly did as his mother ordered, uncomfortably putting on the wrist watch, bracelet, necklace, wedding ring, purse, and the raised sandals. Feeling unnerved, he followed his mother's instructions uncertainly. "Now Mandy, I want to see you sit down and cross your legs," ordered Mandy from Ken's body. Overwhelmed and confused, Ken sat down hurriedly crossing his legs, uncomfortable at the sight of the raised sandals, feeling all too big and feminine on his feet. "Now you need to refer to yourself as Mandy and say you are 45 years old, and I'm to refer to you as mom or mommy," Mandy directed. Against his own will, Ken had no choice but to follow his mother's instructions. "I-I... My name is Mandy... I am 45-years old... Y-You are to refer to me as...mom or mother," said Ken hesitantly, feeling a wave of sadness as he did. Following the instruction, Mandy stated, "Now you need to refer to him as my father and your husband, or by his first name." Again, Ken unwillingly complied, "I... I am waiting for Ken's father... My husband... I... I love him... He's so... attractive." Mandy continued, "Now I want to hear you compliment something about your outfit." Ken had no choice but to say, "I... I love these sandals... My husband bought them for me... I love my wedding ring... My wedding day was the best day... I... I love my painted nails... My purse." "Now I want to hear you mention how my report card should be coming in and how I better have all passing grades," demanded Mandy. Ken felt his will shattering, "K-Ken's report card... It should be coming soon... You better have all A's, or... or your father and I will discuss your punishment. "Now I want to hear you lecture me like I'm your son about anything," Mandy instructed once more. With a sigh, Ken lectured his own body, "Stop... looking at me like I'm your girlfriend... I'm your mother." "Now I want to hear you say you can't wait to drink alcohol but threaten me if you find out I do," persisted Mandy. Ken huffed and responded, "I... I can't wait to drink some vodka and tequila tonight. But you, Ken, better not get caught drinking... or... or we'll discuss your punishment with... your father." Coercing him yet again, Mandy directed, "Now I want to see you stand up, adjusting the purse on your shoulder and I want to see you do a confident walk in your raised sandals towards me and demand my phone and put it in your purse and tell me I can't see Jenny anymore and you don't want to swap back." Without much of a fight left in him, Ken capitulated, adjusting the purse on his shoulder, sashaying confidently in his raised sandals. He reached out, grabbed his old body's phone, and shoved it into the purse, simultaneously uttering, "You... You're grounded Ken... Your father and I... We'll discuss whether you get this... this thing back. And you... You're not talking to Jenny anymore! And I... I don't want to swap back. I... I want to remain Mandy now.” "So how do you feel now?" asked Mandy. "I... I feel much better. I am indeed happy to be Mandy now. I have a husband who I love very much! This... this outfit is so cute! I love the nail polish and these comfortable sandals. Ken, remember that you were Mandy before, but I'm Mandy now. Refer to me as mother or mom. Understood? Now you are my son and behave like one. Get ready, because we're dining out with your father tonight," concluded Ken, now accepting his mother's identity, feeling as though he truly belonged.
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