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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. I can't believe I was born an icky young man. Being a woman is so much better. 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. Speaking of my husband, I'm thinking extra hard about our wedding day over 22 years ago. I can't wait to see him in bed tonight" ending the sentence with a seductive tone as he bit his lip just like his mom would.
Once upon a time in a small town there lived an 8-year-old boy named Ken. With chestnut brown hair and sparkling blue eyes, he looked absolutely adorable in his T-shirt, jeans and light-up shoes. As he beamed with excitement for his upcoming first sleepover, the object of his delicate affection was his friend Jenny, whom he decidedly had a innocent crush on. On the other hand, there was Mandy, Ken's 45-year-old mother. Often seen dolled up with makeup and lipstick, her dirty blonde hair framed her elegant green eyes enhancing the beauty of her earrings, necklace, wristwatch and the purple painted nails. Mandy typically favored a v-neck shirt, knee-length skintight pants, and raised sandals. Seeing her little boy grow up and experiencing his first little crush filled her with an indescribable feeling of joy and nostalgia. One day however, Mandy approached Ken with a slight change of plans. "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." Stripping her accessories, Mandy's words hung in the air as Ken gulped before responding. "I guess, mommy. I haven't told Jenny what day we're coming. She just said she was excited to see me." Mandy, infusing love and gratitude in her words, replied, "That's wonderful, honey. Thank you. I love you and appreciate you." With that, she gripped Ken's arms a little too tight. Ken muttered in his feminine tone, imitating his mother accidentally, "Ow, mommy! What are...you doing? That hurts." To his utter disbelief, he realized that he couldn't decipher his voice from his mother's, and in a sheer panic, he darted to a nearby mirror. To his further disbelief, he found his mother's reflection staring back at him from the mirror. From the corner of his eye, he saw his body still standing there, but it was his mother peering through his eyes. Mom's voice echoed eerily through his own lips, "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." Ken, now petrified at the bizarre turn of events, stuttered, "I said it was fine, mommy. Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl, and I really like Jenny." Mandy chuckled from Ken's body, "Sorry, but you are a 45-year-old woman now, ‘Mandy’. So, liking a little girl is kinda creepy. Now, what you need to do is get your husband and yourself ready for an amazing dinner with your son, Ken." Petrified Ken clung onto hope and rallied, "But I don't...” Unsuccessfully, he trailed off as Mandy-Mommy's voice floated out, "I remember my husband buying me these lovely sandals. I admire his taste…" His heart pounded in his chest, the very echo of his heartbeat drowned in the words that weren't his own, "I can't wait to have you sit at the dinner table with your father and me." Understanding the gravity of the situation, Ken unwillingly did as he was told. He watched his raised, sandal-adorned feet cross one over the other. It felt bizarrely uncomfortable. Everything seemed larger, softer, graceful. The world was slightly shorter and more colorful, but his heart yearned for his 8-year-old world back. His body, controlled by Mom, said, "Now Mandy, I wanna see you sit down and cross your legs.” Ken sighed, making a mental note to comply. He immediately corrected himself to his assigned name in Mom's high sultry voice, "Yes, Ken. I understand, dear, I need to comport myself like a lady, like Mandy. But remember, I am your mother from now and you will need to address me as such." The reality of the situation hit him like a bolt of lightning. But when his body echoed back, "Understood, Mom", it sounded strangely comforting. His heart rate slowed as he resigned to his circumstance. "I am Mandy", he whispered quietly to himself. Not just any Mandy, a 45-year-old Mandy. A Mandy with a loving husband and a responsible son, a Mandy who was now stuck in this body. Eventually, Mom-Ken commanded him to praise his new female outfit. Unable to control the flood of words rushing out, he distinctly heard his own voice, "My husband has gifted me this beautiful purse. I just love the way it complements my outfit. These sandals are so comfortable and stylish. I truly love my nail polish. I'm so glad I chose purple." Then she said, "Now, I wanna hear you lecture me like I'm your son about anything.” He sighed before unwillingly crossing his arms, one foot tapped on the ground as he said, "Ken, I need you to stop looking at me like I'm your girlfriend. I'm your mother, and you need to respect that." To wrap things up, Mom-Ken challenged, "Now, I wanna see you stand up, adjusting the purse on your shoulder. I am waiting for a confident walk in your raised sandals towards me. Also, demand my phone, place it in your purse, and remember to tell me I can't see Jenny anymore. And then, finally you will tell me that you don't wanna swap back." Ken sighed, standing up straight, adjusting his purse and walking towards his own body left him feeling powerful, important, and womanly. Commanding his own phone was weird, but he tucked it away in his purse. Finally, Mom-Ken asked, "So, how do you feel now?” Mustering all the courage he could before admitting. "I feel so much better. I'm so happy I get to be Mandy. I can’t believe I was born an icky young man. Being a woman is so much better. This outfit is too cute and I truly love the nail polish I have on and these sandals are so comfortable. You're absolutely right. Liking Jenny is too weird now that I'm a 45-year-old woman. I can't wait to go to the restaurant with my husband. I am Mandy, Mandy forever." The words hung in the air as he realized the irreversible transformation, a knot of emotions festered in the pit of his, or rather her stomach. As he stood there, a fixing a motherly gaze on his old world, Ken bid farewell to his 8-year old boyhood. Underneath the woman's exterior, however, lay the heart of a boy. A boy named Ken, who missed his light-up shoes, his innocent friendship with Jenny, his world of adventures, and above all, his mother Mandy.
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