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Tommy Johnson, an imaginative boy of seven, stood at 3 feet 8 inches with tussled brown hair and wide green eyes. Tonight, he wore his favorite blue dinosaur pajamas, the ones with the small tear in the knee and the orange brontosaurus smiling on the pocket. Tommy was from Oregon and spent his days exploring the forests near his home. Now, as stars twinkled outside, he clutched his stuffed dragon and slipped under the covers, the soft hum of the wind his lullaby. Tommy drifted off into the gentle waves of sleep, his mind dancing through his latest adventure of knights and dragons. But something strange stirred within the folds of his slumber, tugging at him until he felt himself jerk awake with a start. “Mmm... need my beauty sleep,” he mumbled automatically. The voice was light, melodious, and unmistakably feminine. His eyes flew open, taking in the unfamiliar room around him. The walls were painted a soft lavender, adorned with elegant framed photographs and fairy lights. Terrified, Tommy leaped off the bed, feeling lighter and different. He rushed to the mirror and saw not his own reflection, but that of Nikita Dragun—a renowned transgender woman, known for her beauty and vibrant personality. Nikita was twenty-seven years old, born on January 31, 1996, and she stood at 5 feet 3 inches. She lived in California and was known for her dynamic content on social media platforms. Nikita was wearing a gorgeous silk nightgown in blush pink, her impeccable makeup still in place from the night before. On her feet were fluffy pink slippers that matched the gown. Tommy’s eyes widened in panic, tears welling up as fear gripped him. “Mommy, I'm scared,” he whimpered, but it wasn’t his voice that echoed back. It was Nikita’s. He sobbed harder, curling up on the floor. “Mom always told me to fix my contour before bed,” the voice said automatically, causing Tommy’s already frantic tears to turn into full-blown cries. He had no idea what was happening or how to get back to his old self. Lost in this unexpected reality, all Tommy could do was hope that somehow, someone would understand and help him return to his own world. The night, once filled with dreams, now only held confusion and a desperate need for comfort.

Story: Once upon a time, in the bucolic state of Michigan, lived a young boy named Benjamin, fondly called Benny. Benny was but 7 years old, standing about 3'9" tall. He often wore his favorite outfit, a red and blue striped shirt with a pair of denim shorts and a pair of worn-out green sneakers. One night, after an eventful day of innocent, child-like adventures, he meticulously prepared himself for bed. His routine included washing his face, brushing his teeth, and slipping under his cozy, animal-themed blanket. Slowly, his eyelids drooped as sleep claimed him, the soft snores echoing the peaceful tranquility of his dreams. When Benny opened his eyes, everything seemed unfamiliar. He jerkily sat up in bed, exclaiming, "Wow, I feel like I just had the longest nap in the world." The voice, however, was not his. It was smooth, feminine, and slightly husky. Benny let out a gasp, the sound echoing back to him with an alien tone. He found himself in the body of an online celebrity transgender woman named Gigi Gorgeous, 28 years old. Born on April 20, 1992, standing at a height of 5'9", she was popular for her advocacy towards transgender lives. This was odd because Benny's older brother Danny, who was 20, was younger than Gigi. Benny found himself in the chic city life of Los Angeles, California, a stark contrast to his little town in Michigan. He looked down at what he was wearing; it was a form-fitting pink dress that matched perfectly with a pair of silver stilettos. Terrified, Benny ran to the mirror. Seeing the reflection of Gigi instead of his familiar face sent him into a panic. As stress overwhelmed him, a torrent of tears streamed down his new face. Fumbling, he picked up the nearby phone to call his mom. As he dialed, he whimpered, "Mommy, I'm scared." To his horror, Gigi’s voice echoed in the room again, "Mirroring my mom's style is one of my favorite things," he whimpered. This was something Gigi always said, her mom being her style icon, but it came out disconcertingly from Benny. The sudden change was too overwhelming for Benny. His young mind struggled to comprehend what was happening, his heart pounding against his chest as he tried to speak, Gigi's words leaving a chilling echo in the room.