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Question: Story: Write me a story about 5 year old Jace staying at his friend Cam's house. Cam and Jace had never had a sleepover before. Cam's 35 year old mom Sandra was not the best. She often drank a lot of alcohol passing out on the couch and in her bedroom. She was a single mom who had been since Cam was born. Cam often wished his mom was a little bit more like the other moms of his friends at school. Sandra's long curly brown hair and brown eyes looked friendly enough. She often wore very short dresses, lots of jewelry, short shorts and heels, platforms or wedges and sometimes flip flops. While playing downstairs, Cam felt himself getting hungry. His mom would sometimes make some type of dinner for him but tonight she hadn't come downstairs yet. Getting hungrier, Cam begged Jace to go upstairs and ask Cam's mom to come down and make dinner. Jace was never the most excited to do things like this but obliged his friend. As Jace approached the bedroom, he opened the door. He was immediately hit with the loud sound of Sandra snoring and the strong smell of alcohol in the room. Grossed out at the state of the messy room, Jace nervously got closer to Sandra in her bed until he gently shook her to try to wake her up. Feeling pointless, Jace decided to leave the room. As he walked, his tiny feet accidentally slipped into a pair of black platform sandals belonging to Sandra. Before he had a chance to remove them, his tiny feet immediately cracked and aged into a perfect fit for the sandals. Looking down at his new feet, he freaked as he recognized they looked like his friend's mom's feet now. He tried to remove the platform sandals but they wouldn't budge. Shortly, the changes accelerated. His hair grew long brown and curly. His eyes turned brown and alluring. His arms, legs and body feminized as he gained his friend's mom's body. His teeth turned crooked and yellow from the alcohol. His gained a smell of alcohol and a stench of sweat. His voice turned into Sandra's voice. His outfit turned into a simple black bra and panties. Suddenly, the real Sandra evaporated into mist and disappeared. This terrified Jace as he realized he was becoming the new Sandra. He only hoped that he would be a better mom than the real Sandra. Suddenly, his memories started altering. He started seeing visions of himself drinking, sleeping and puking. His heart started pounding from fear as he realized he was becoming the same horrible Sandra. Eventually, his memories were completely altered, changed and worsened until he only remembered being Sandra. The new Sandra noticed she was standing in the middle of her room and looked around. Looking down at her outfit, she rubbed her eyes and felt a throbbing headache come on as she rubbed her head with her hands. Sandra stumbled over the garbage in her room and tripped. She then puked all over the floor in her room before eventually shrugging it off and ignoring the puke. Sandra said "UGH! Why am I awake? I need sleep. Do I really have to cook a damn dinner?" Sandra then grabbed an unopened beer and started drinking it. She then tossed the empty can on the ground in her room. After moaning and groaning at her reflection in her mirror, Sandra struggled to stay balanced. She gripped the rail on the stairs tightly as she carefully made her way down stairs. Sandra then told her son he could figure out dinner himself if he wanted it so badly before heading back upstairs and locking her bedroom door before throwing herself on her bed with her platform sandals still clung to her feet having no memory of being a 5 year old named Jace.
Once upon a time in a small suburb, 5-year-old Jace was ecstatic as he had the opportunity to stay over at his friend Cam's house. It was their first sleepover and Jace was looking forward to it, despite having met Cam's mother, Sandra, only once before. Sandra was a 35-year-old single mom who'd been on her own since Cam was born. Jace had often heard Cam wish aloud that his mom was different, just like the other moms at school. Sandra had expressive brown eyes and lovely, curly brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders. She had a tendency to dress on the glamorous side with sparkling jewelry, short dresses, and towering platforms or wedges, even sometimes casual flip flops. Despite her appearances though, Sandra often found refuge in bottles of alcohol, the slightest stressors sending her into stupors, leaving young Cam to fend for himself. While playing downstairs with Jace, Cam's stomach growled. Not seeing any indication that Sandra was preparing dinner, Cam asked Jace to go upstairs and request her to help them with dinner. Jace, though hesitant, trudged upstairs to Sandra's room. As Jace swung open the door, the cacophony of snores and an overpowering stench of alcohol hit him. He timidly approached the slumbering figure of Sandra and tried to wake her to no avail. Worse still, he accidentally stepped into a pair of Sandra's black platform sandals that transformed his small feet into those of a grown woman. Shocked, Jace looked down at his tire feet morphing. His hair grew long and curly, his body feminized, and his teeth turned crooked and yellow from a lifetime of alcohol abuse. His sweet childlike scent was replaced by the acrid smell of alcohol, his voice deepened into Sandra's husky tone. Suddenly, he was wearing Sandra's black lace undergarments, and the real Sandra evaporated into thin air. Utterly terrified, Jace--now Sandra--wished he could be a better mom than the real one. However, Jace's memories started to blur, replaced by Sandra's memories—images of drinking, sleeping, and puking. His heart began to race in fear as he indeed became Sandra. Eventually, his real memories were completely erased, and he saw himself only as Sandra. Having transformed fully into Sandra, she crawled to her feet, rubbing her throbbing head and surveying the mess in her room. She tripped over a pile of garbage and vomited on the floor. Brushing her filth aside, Sandra grumbled, "Why am I awake? I need sleep. Do I really have to cook a damn dinner?" She grabbed an unopened beer, guzzled it down, and tossed the empty can on the floor. Sandra struggled to balance herself as she descended the stairs. Huffily, she told Cam to figure out dinner if he wanted to eat. Then, she trudged back up to her room, locked the door behind her and collapsed on her bed, platform sandals still clinging to her feet. She had lost all memory of being a 5-year-old named Jace. Regrettably, she had become the very reflection of the mother she had desired to be better than.
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