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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 6 year old Wade wandering the city streets alone for the first time with permission from his 22 year old mom. Please have Wade be black haired, brown eyed and wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and shoes. Please have Wade spot his mom walking into a building in colorful and skimpy clothing. Please have Wade sneak in behind her and end up in a dressing room. Please have Wade hide in a corner of the dressing room in time for his mom and two other women to enter the dressing room. Please have Wade's mom say the quote "I just hope my son remembered the way home.I'd hate for him to run into me during my shift as a stripper" Please have one of the other girls say the quote "It's fine Candace. Even if your son did end up here. He's safe in the dressing room as long as we know he's here but he's not so it's fine" Please have Candace slip on a pair of large red stiletto heels with a skimpy red bra and panties, have her put on tons of makeup and lipstick and fake eyelashes as well as long fake red nails. Please have Candace say the quote "I know I shouldn't be worried about my son but I want better for him than a job like this. Thank God he was born a boy so I don't have to worry about him too having to be a stripper and wearing stuff like this. Please have Wade suddenly become transparent now noticing he's see-through before walking up to his mom checking herself out in the mirror as were her 2 friends also getting dressed and touching up on their makeup. Candace's 2 friends were 24 year old Connie who had short red hair, green eyes, tattoos, and piercings such as a nose piercing, tongue piercing and a navel piercing usually wearing very skimpy clothing with black long nails and fishnet stockings along with black latex open faced heels and 30 year old Trixie who had long brown hair, brown eyes and large earrings, wearing very skimpy clothing with pink long nails, a pink bra and pink panties with pink stiletto heels with her toenails painted pink. Please have Wade unknowingly become transparent and see-through as he walks up to his mom and her friends possessing Connie midsentence. Please have Wade say the quote "Uh mommy?____ Ooh where are we?" covering his mouth hearing Connie's mature voice instead of his own looking in the mirror at his new mature reflection noticing the mounds on his chest and the black bra and panties and fishnet stockings along with the black open faced latex heels as well as the piercings and tattoos all over his new female body. Please have Candace say the quote "Son? Is that you? What are you doing here honey? How are you doing that?" Candace said wondering if that really was her son in her friend's body. Please have Wade say the quote "Mommy I'm scared. I'm not supposed to be a girl. I wanna go home" in Connie's voice tears streaming down his new female face. Please have Trixie say the quote "Don't cry sweetie. We'll help you fix this. Just sit down for me okay. You're wearing grown up shoes right now and you need to be careful and sit down" Please have Wade obey Trixie sitting down as he started crying and shaking embracing his mom in a body now 2 years older than her as Trixie and Candace contemplated how to get Wade back to normal not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of Connie and would never be a boy again.
Once upon a time, on a bright sunny day, 6-year-old black-haired and brown-eyed Wade was taking his first solo stroll around the city, with his mother's permission. His little heart was pounding with excitement as he pulled his favorite baseball cap over his ruffled hair. He was dressed in a comforting way, wearing a simple t-shirt, jeans, and shoes. As Wade moved along the bustling city streets, his sharp eyes spotted his 22-year-old mother, Candace, walking into a distant building. She was dressed in colorful and skimpy clothing which caught his attention immediately. Carefully, Wade managed to sneak into the building and found himself inside a dressing room, still unnoticed. He promptly hid in a corner just as his mother and two other women entered the room. "I just hope my son remembered the way home. I'd hate for him to run into me during my shift as a stripper," Candace said, concern softening her voice. The lady next to her, a spunky redhead named Connie, shrugged her off, "It's fine Candace. Even if your son did end up here. He's safe in the dressing room as long as we know he's here but he's not, so it's fine." Wade, watching intently from his hidden corner, watched as his mother slipped into a pair of large red stiletto heels, a skimpy red bra, and panties. She then began to apply heavy makeup, with glamorous, dribbling lipstick, fake eyelashes and painted long fake red nails. "I know I shouldn't be worried about my son but I want better for him than a job like this. Thank God he was born a boy so I don't have to worry about him too having to be a stripper and wearing stuff like this," Candace mused aloud. Suddenly, Wade felt a strange sensation. His body was now transparent, his reflection in the mirror showing a shadowy, see-through image. Realizing he was unnoticed, he cautiously moved towards the women, passing through the 24-year-old redhead, Connie, as she was talking. To his distress, the heavyset voice that resonated wasn't his innocent boyish tone, but a mature one that belonged to Connie. "Uh, Mommy?____Ooh, where are we?" Wade said, covering his mouth as he looked at Connie's mature reflection in the mirror, her piercings, the black bra and panties, fishnet stockings, high heels, all of them shocking to his boyish mind. Candace looked at Connie, surprise flashing across her face. "Son? Is that you? What are you doing here, honey? How are you doing that?" she said with bewilderment. "Mommy, I'm scared. I'm not supposed to be a girl. I want to go home," Wade said in Connie's voice, tears streaming down his face. "Don't cry sweetie. We'll help you fix this. Just sit down for me, okay. You're wearing grown-up shoes right now, and you need to be careful and sit down," Trixie cooed, wrapping an arm around the frightened child. Obeying Trixie's command, Wade sat down, sobbing as he embraced his mother, his new body now towering over her. The room filled with a tense silence as they contemplated how to get Wade back to his normal self, oblivious of the fact that he was now trapped forever in Connie's body, forever distanced from childhood innocence.
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