Aunt Carol Turns Nephew Into Herself

Once upon a time, a spirited and energetic 7-year-old boy named Landon mustered the courage to ask out his crush from school named Heart. To his exhilaration and disbelief, she yes! Excited and brimming with joy, Landon ran around his neighborhood, sharing the exciting news with everyone along the way. As sunset approached, he headed towards Aunt Carol's house, his loveable 42-year-old aunt who lived nearby. Upon his animated knock, Carol opened the door. She was dressed casually in her gray tank top, knee-length sweatpants, with her gray flip flops on, complementing her neck-length brunette hair. She had her purse in hand, probably heading out, but Landon interrupted with happy squeals. She listened to his story, and a great smile formed on her face. "Oh wow, Landon. Auntie is so proud of the man you're becoming," she said, pulling Landon into a warm embrace. Releasing him, she swiftly levied an intriguing proposition. "How about we make a deal? I'll supply you with all the snacks and all the money for your future dates if we play a little game of swapping shoes. We'll swap back once done, deal?" A bit unnerved, Landon nonetheless agreed. Swapping shoes with Aunt Carol was... peculiar, to say the least. As he slipped his tiny feet into Carol's sandals, he felt strange. Looking down, he gasped as he realized his feet were now the size of Carol's feet, even sporting her neat little pedicure. With every step forward, it seemed easier and more natural being in Aunt Carol's flip flops as his whole body slowly morphed into Carol's. Neck-length brown hair grew on his head, his eyes turned their beautiful shade of brown, his voice matured to Carol's, and his outfit transformed in sync. Turning, he discovered Carol was now... him. His confusion and terror were expressed through Carol's voice as he exclaimed, "What's going on? I'm scared!" The new Landon, in Carol's body, broke a triumphant smile. "Oh, don't worry, dear," she comforted, picking up her wedding ring from the ground to place on her gender-swapped nephew's finger. A fierce resisting force battled in his mind as he was forced to relinquish his memories of Heart. His identity. His childhood. Seeing this resistance, the new Landon placed the purse upon her newfound aunt's shoulder. In the blink of an eye, memories matured, replacing all traces of Landon in his own mind. Testing the waters, Landon quizzed the newly transformed Carol, "Do you think you could get us some ice cream for our date?" Twirling a curl of brunette hair, Carol chuckled, "Let me clear it with your mother first. Wouldn't want my little sister getting mad I took her son out behind her back." Grinning at her reflection in the mirror, she admired her new persona. "Wow, I look really good for a 42," she mused. Grabbing her purse, she clip-clopped out the door, leaving the newly minted Landon behind. Reveling in her transformation, she headed towards a new tomorrow, while the memories of the boy she used to be faded into nothingness.