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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 5 year old Nicolas at a family reunion at his 44 year old aunt Denise's house with his mom and older sister. Nicolas wasn't having any fun and decided to sneak off while nobody was looking. Sneaking into his aunt's room, he spotted his game console that was in her closet with the other things Denise had taken from the children attending the reunion. Noticing a spider, Nicolas smiled as he thought they were so cool. Please have Nicolas say the quote "Wow! Wish I could have one as a pet. Hope auntie Denise don't find out I was in her room" Climbing up the shelves, Nicolas carefully grabbed his game console when he lost balance causing him to fall. As he landed on the ground, he accidentally knocked his aunt's brown purse over his shoulder somehow and his feet somehow landed perfectly in a pair of black thong sandals belonging to his aunt. Freaking out as he removed the purse and removed the thong sandals. Suddenly, he felt his tiny feet tingling until they looked just like his aunt's. Looking down, he saw his feet now looked exactly like aunt Denise's down to her black nail polish. Please have Nicolas say the quote "I don't wanna be aunt Denise! I don't wanna be a grown-up or a girl!" The changes accelerated as his legs and arms changed. His torso and body grew into Denise's. His face changed as his hair grew brown and shoulder length. His eyes turned brown and seductive. His teeth turned straight and white as his voice matured into his aunt's pitch. Looking at the spider on the wall again, Nicolas still thought it was the coolest thing ever. Suddenly, an outfit materialized over Nicolas' new body. A black bra and panties with a black tank top and short shorts. A pair of sunglasses materialized resting on Nicolas' forehead as a pair of Denise's glittery earrings dangled in his ears. Nicolas shot an unintentionally seductive glance around the room as he tried to resist the changes. Please have Nicolas say the quote "Oh no! I'm aunti-- I even sound like auntie Denise! Oh no! Mommy! Help me!" Looking at the spider on the wall was sending new signals and emotions to Nicolas' brain now grossing out Nicolas and scaring him. Fear in his heart as he remembered his aunt hated spiders and snakes and other creatures and insects Nicolas loved as he realized he was beginning to think like a girl and even worse think like his aunt. Eventually, his memories completely changed and matured and his love for creatures Denise hated altered until he only remembered being Denise. The new Denise looked alluringly around her bedroom confused as to what she was doing. Please have Denise say the quote "What the Hell? What am I doing cramped up in my bedroom for? I have guests, friends and family out there to entertain" Denise noticed the console on the ground and picked it up noticing it was her nephew's. Please have Denise say the quote "My nephew's game console? What is it doing on the floor? Why is it on? How do these things even work?" She walked it back to the closet and put it back on the shelf where it belonged. She then noticed her purse on the ground for some reason and picked it up. Her eyes then caught sight of a spider crawling on the wall. Fear gripping her heart, she screamed and jumped on her bed the way she normally does when she sees a spider or something similar in her room or her house. Holding her purse tight, she aimed her purse at the spider and swung as fast and as hard as she could killing it instantly. Please have Denise say the quote "Oh my God! Ew! Ew! Ew! Now my purse is all gross. Stupid icky little spiders' Denise cleaned off her purse frustrated at the spider for being in her room and causing her stress. Denise then spotted her thong sandals on the floor in her room. She walked over to them slipping them on her feet. She then walked over to her full-body mirror and looked over her outfit. She smiled as she posed and danced in her outfit and pulled the sunglasses down over her eyes. Please have Denise say the quote "Damn! I'm hella sexy!. Especially for being a 44 year old woman. I'm so much hotter than my little sister. I easily look like I'm younger than her" Denise touched up on her makeup a little bit before throwing her purse over her shoulder and leaving her bedroom. Denise then got in the mood for some alcohol and grabbed her bottle of tequila and her bottle of whiskey and her bottle of gin out of the cupboard as she went back out to the family reunion she now remembered hosting having no memory of being 5 year old Nicolas.
The heat of the vain summer sun melted down on the suburban bungalow, where 5-year-old Nicolas was dragged amidst the clamor of a family reunion. However, the zest of the reunion party fell short to amuse him, under the strict supervision of his 44-year-old aunt, Denise. While the folks sweltered outside, a peculiar intrigue drew Nicolas towards the isolation of aunt Denise's room. From the forbidden territory, he spotted his confiscated game console nestled among various snatched items of the others. A chance sighting of a spider on the wall sparked his adventurous spirit, "Wow! Wish I could have one as a pet. Hope auntie Denise doesn't find out I was in her room." He climbed the rack with missioned precision, his tiny fingers reaching out for the console. But alas, his balance gave out, and he tripped. A brown purse went tumbling over his shoulder, and his tiny feet landed in a pair of black thong sandals. Scared, he shook off the purse and sandals as fear nestled under his little heart, "I don't wanna be aunt Denise! I don't want to be a grown-up or a girl!" he cried. Unexpectedly, Nicolas' body started to transform, his legs elongated, his torso streamlined, even his face and hair mirrored Denise's. His eyes turned a captivating shade of brown, and his voice echoed a mature, feminine pitch. As the transformations accelerated, he now sported his aunt's casual attire of a black tank top, short shorts, a black bra and panties, and even her glittery earrings. Perched on his forehead were a pair of sunglasses, "Oh no! I'm aunti-- I even sound like auntie Denise! Oh no! Mommy! Help me!" he screamed in desperation. Nicolas glanced back at the spider that once fascinated him. His aunt's instincts and memories grew stronger, sending shivers of disgust and fear. Slowly but surely, his habits, interests, and memories reshaped to match Denise's. He looked around, his innate curiosity replaced by an air of sophisticated allure and wonder, "What the Hell? What am I doing cramped up in my bedroom for? I have guests, friends and family out there to entertain." Bothered by the sight of the game console lying haphazardly on the floor, Denise, for she was no longer Nicolas, found it all confusing, "My nephew's game console? What is it doing on the floor? Why is it on? How do these things even work?" She put it back neatly on the shelf, her purse also finding its rightful place. The gut-wrenching sight of a spider startled her, “Oh my God! Ew! Ew! Ew! Now my purse is all gross. Stupid icky little spiders." She squashed it fiercely, aiming accurately with her purse. Upon spotting her sandals, Denise slipped her feet into the comfortable footwear, admiring herself in the mirror, "Damn! I'm hella sexy! Especially for being a 44-year-old woman. I'm so much hotter than my little sister. I easily look like I'm younger than her." Satisfied with her appearance, she approached the alcohol cabinet, pulling out a bottle of tequila, whiskey, and gin like second nature. Anxiety discarded, Denise was ready to return to her party, utterly oblivious of ever being 5-year-old Nicolas.
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