Aunt Dixie's house guest turns out to be her niece, Issac. They have a great time playing video games, watching TV, and ordering pizza. Issac enjoys spending time with his aunt, but he wakes up the

Once upon a time, in the quiet countryside town of Albemarle, there lived a vivacious 15-year-old boy named Issac. Innocent and imaginative, he particularly enjoyed spending his time at his 59-year-old Aunt Dixie's house. One night, he was indulging his imagination with his favorite toys when his Aunt Dixie, with her curly brown hair and charming pearl earrings, approached him, "Hey buddy," she beckoned, "Wanna go to the movies or grab some food?" Issac, engrossed in his toys, declined her invitation but was quick to tell her, "I love you, Auntie." His words were heartfelt, but they did nothing to diminish the pall of disappointment that had descended over Dixie. Determined to engage with her nephew, Dixie decided to take a different approach. She called Issac into her room. With an air of confusion and concern, Issac asked, "What's going on, Auntie?" His bewilderment soon gave way to further puzzlement when Dixie asked, "When were you born?" Confused, but unbothered, he replied, "2008 is my birth year, Auntie." What happened next was something he never could have expected; Aunt Dixie suddenly shoved her shiny patent leather heels onto his feet. Panicked, he screamed out, "What are you doing?" To his surprise, she merely responded, "I just want a friend." Before Issac's eyes, an incredible transformation began. His feet shifted into the feminine contours of Dixie's, his clothing morphed into a pair of brown slacks and a cozy sweater. His hair turned curly and brown, and a pair of pearl earrings formed in his ears. As his physical appearance altered, so too did his mind; memories of his life as Issac slowly faded, replacing them only with memories of a life as Dixie. In a softer tone, barely recognizably as her own, the real Dixie asked, "How do you feel, Issac?" The new Dixie responded in the jovial tone of old Dixie, "I feel lovely, but my name is Dixie." With curiosity, the real Dixie then asked, "So what year were you born?" The new Dixie, retaining the charm-filled chuckle synonymous to Aunt Dixie, replied, "I was born in 1964." Finally, the real Dixie floated her next question, "Do you want to go out with me?" The new Dixie, buoyant with enthusiasm, responded, "Oh, of course I do!" And so, the two Dixies left the house, embarked into the night, ready to have the adventure that original Dixie had always wished for, but that Issac would have never undertaken.