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Question: Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 5 year old Viktor asking out the girl of his dreams in his kindergarten class and her saying yes. Viktor ran home and told his 30 year old mom Gayle. Gayle was currently dressing herself in a nice short black dress, long dangling silver earrings, a necklace and black leather platform sandals. She had her nails painted black to match her outfit and her long black hair was wavy. Her alluring brown eyes looking at her son. Please have Gayle say the quote "Wow honey! So proud of you. Aren't you lucky to not be a grown-up" she said looking down at her body. Please have Viktor say the quote "Mommy! So happy. I got a pretty girl" Gayle looked down as she accepted she couldn't be young ever again. She removed her platform sandals from her feet as she took a couple laps to contemplate the idea of never being young again. Viktor walked away oblivious before wishing he could be grown-up anytime he wanted. The wish worked perfectly but Viktor didn't realize that. Suddenly, Gayle was calling for Viktor. Please have Gayle say the quote "Viktor sweetie, dinner's ready when you come down okay? Love you" Please have Viktor say the quote "Coming mommy. Wait, why is she not saying anything back to me?" Viktor ran downstairs and saw his mom with her back aimed towards him, she was still wearing her dress and her accessories. Suddenly, Viktor had a bright idea to run as fast as he could and ram into his mom knocking her over. Viktor went to run towards his mom but as he did it seemed like made contact before passing out. Opening his eyes, he noticed he was taller. Looking down, he saw a short black dress, felt earrings and a necklace. As he walked in a confused way to the nearest mirror, Viktor screamed as he saw the reflection he was now controlling was his own mom. Please have Viktor say the quote "Um mommy, I'm scared. Why are you talking over me?" in an unintenionally seductive way. As Viktor wondered what to do while he waited for his mom, he paced around the house eventually making it to his mom's room. He saw the platform sandals and became curious. Slipping them on for the first few seconds did nothing to Viktor but soon, he felt his brain shifting. As he felt these memories changing, Viktor panicked as he went to remove the sandals, only successfully removing one. Please have Viktor say the quote "No! No! No! Please! I don't wanna be mommy! I wanna be a boy! Not an icky girl!" Memories of a life as Gayle, Viktor's mom took over. Soon, Viktor forgot ever being Viktor and only remembered being Gayle. The new Gayle had a relaxed look on her face as she bent down and slipped her bare foot into the platform sandal that wasn't already on her foot. Please have Gayle say the quote "I feel so much better than I did earlier. Probably cause I know the club always cheers me up. Okay so do my girlfriends. All way more gorgeous than me. I wish I looked as sexy as Shania" she said chuckling She then strutted over to her living room mirror and admired her reflection and her dress, jewelry and her sandals as she danced and couldn't stop smiling. Please have Gayle say the quote "Why was I just standing in my bedroom? And why was I only wearing one of my platforms? Classic Gayle move. That's what happens when you are a 30 year old woman I guess. You drink so much, you forget how to act drunk while being sober. These sandals are so comfortable. So glad I bought these. I love being a woman and my nails look so fabulous" having no memory of being 5 year old Viktor. The new Gayle then grabbed her purse throwing it over her shoulder as she left the house to go to the club hoping there would be an attractive guy when she went. Gayle frowned again as she thought about her son and how young and in love he was while she was entering her 30s and still going to the club which she was far too old to do but a small part of her hoped a good man would be at the club the same time as her someday. Speaking of which, Gayle couldn't seem to find her son anywhere in the house as she yelled letting him know she was leaving not knowing she was the very same son she was looking for.
Once upon a time in a colourful kindergarten classroom, 5 year old Viktor decided to muster up the courage to ask out the girl of his dreams. With flushed cheeks and a racing heart, Viktor stuttered, "Will you be my girlfriend?" The girl blushed and nodded, saying that she would love to be Viktor's girlfriend. Filled with immense joy, Viktor rushed home to share the good news with his mom, Gayle. Gayle, a beautiful 30 year old woman, was busy preparing for a night out, all dressed up in her short black dress, silver earrings, necklace, and black platform sandals. She turned around to see her enthusiastic son barge into her bedroom, her almond brown eyes twinkling with curiosity. "Wow honey! So proud of you. Aren't you lucky to not be a grown-up?" she exclaimed, her gaze dropping down to her body. Mommy! So happy. I got a pretty girl!" Viktor said excitedly. Fairly wistful, Gayle looked down at herself realizising that youth never stays forever and sat down to remove her platform sandals. Viktor walked out of the room, not without wishing that he could be grown-up anytime he wanted. His wish seemed to have been granted but he was not aware of this yet. Gayle called out to her son, saying, "Viktor sweetie, dinner's ready when you come down okay? Love you." "Coming mommy. Wait, why is she not saying anything back to me?" Viktor said aloud, confused. As he rushed downstairs, he had a rather mischievous thought of running into his mom for fun. As he took the leap, a strange feeling swept over him and he blacked out. Upon waking up, Viktor found himself much taller than before. Looking down, he noticed the black dress, dangling earrings, and the necklace his mom was wearing earlier. Panicking, he rushed to the mirror and let out a horrified scream. He was in his mom's body! "Um mommy, I'm scared. Why are you talking over me?" Viktor said, his voice coming out way more mature and seductive than he intended. Viktor paced around his mom's room, trying to figure out what had happened. He noticed the platform sandals his mom had been wearing earlier. The idea of putting them on fascinated him. As he slid his feet into them, he could feel his memories changing. "No! No! No! Please! I don't wanna be mommy! I wanna be a boy! Not an icky girl!" But it was too late, his are memories were replaced with those of his mom's. "I feel so much better than I did earlier. Probably cause I know the club always cheers me up. Okay so do my girlfriends. All way more gorgeous than me. I wish I looked as sexy as Shania," Gayle spoke chuckling to herself as she admired herself in the mirror. "Why was I just standing in my bedroom? And why was I only wearing one of my platforms? Classic Gayle move. That's what happens when you are a 30 year old woman I guess. You drink so much, you forget how to act drunk while being sober. These sandals are so comfortable. So glad I bought these. I love being a woman and my nails look so fabulous," Gayle praised herself. Prepared to go out, the now transformed Gayle sashayed out of her house has she headed to the club, all the while hoping to stumble upon a decent gentleman there who'd fill the void in her life. She frowned upon realization that her son had disappeared and called out for him, completely oblivious of the fact that she was her son now. This magical tale of a boy's wish and a mother's longings goes on, in this crazy switch of bodies.
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