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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 7 year old Jared with his 30 year old mom Samantha at her wedding. She was getting married to 32 year old George who she had started dating after she broke up with Jared's biological father and Samantha was extremely excited and in love. Please have Samantha wearing her long frilly white wedding dress and veil as well as many bracelets as well as a necklace and long elegant earrings and her and George's wedding rings in a box in the other room. Please have her caked in makeup and lipstick and have her black hair up in an elegant style with many jewels in her hair as well as a hair clip. Please have her wearing a nice pair of wedding heels which are silver and glittery and her nails be painted glittery white to match her dress. Please have Samantha pull up her dress and walk towards the mirror holding her dress up before letting go and smiling as she got emotional from how happy she was. Please have Samantha say the quote "I'm just so happy to finally be marrying George. I can't wait to kiss my husband for the first time though I know I've kissed him hundreds of times before" before giggling the way she always does when she laughs. Samantha then turned and yelled for her son Jared to come in the room with her. Jared ran in to the room happy to see his mom. Please have Jared dressed in normal clothes which his mom is okay with. Please have Samantha say the quote "Can you hand me those roses over there sweetie? For me to hand to your soon to be dad" Jared looked at the roses with innocence as he grabbed them and reached out to grab them and turned to hand them to his mom. Please have a shock run through Jared's hand as his mom touches the roses and have Jared get dizzy and have his vision go blurry for a moment. Please have Jared realize he's somehow still holding the roses before realizing he's taller and looking down. Please have Jared hear his own body say "There you go mommy" before running off scaring Jared as he realized his body was talking to him. Please have Jared look down and have his heart drop. Please have Jared notice he's now wearing the same frilly white wedding dress and have Jared put his hands out and see the same white nail polish and get grossed out by the nail polish and have him touch the necklace around his neck and have him poke the bracelets on his arms before feeling the earrings hitting his neck and touching them and have him feel the wedding heels beneath the dress before noticing the strange mounds on his chest not knowing they are boobs. Please have Jared look at his new reflection and freak as he sees he's his mom before pointing at the new reflection with his new painted nail and have him grab his black hair feeling it with all the jewels and the hair clip and have him look with an unmistakable innocence that casts through even through his new mature and alluring female eyes before squinting in an unintentionally seductive way with his mother's eyes. Please have Jared take one step forward before tripping and stumbling in the wedding heels before sitting on the ground and have Jared look down at the massive wedding dress and be overwhelmed by how big and long it is trying to grab it and move it. Jared pulls the dress up to see his feet and sees the heels on his feet and cringes in disgust as he recognizes his mother's feet. Please have Jared raise his right foot and have his heart dropped as he sees his mother's foot with the white nail polish in the high heel start moving up just how Jared had done it. Please have Jared say the quote "This is such a weird game of pretend. These shoes are too girly!" before covering his mouth in fear as he heard his mother's voice instead of his own. Please have Jared try to remove the heels but have no idea how to take them off before struggling to get up as the veil swung over Jared's female face obscuring his vision. Jared's own body walked back in the room and Jared became hopeful he'd be himself again for a second. Please have Jared's body say the quote "I love you mommy! I can't wait for you to get married" before running out. Jared's heart dropped for the last time as he started shaking in his new body. Please have Jared look down at his new female body and the wedding dress and his new female boobs and his mother's feet in his shoes he was now controlling and his painted nails and finally at his new reflection before crying again. Please have Jared say the quote "I don't wanna be mommy! I want my mommy! I'm scared! I don't wanna be a girl! I don't wanna be a grownup" before crying sounding just like his mother when she cries causing makeup and lipstick to run down his face and lips as he stood up and stumbled over the wedding dress and the wedding heels before struggling to sit in the bridal chair shaking as his heart was beating fast not knowing that he was permanently stuck in the body of his mother Samantha.

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Once upon a time, in the heart of the bustling city, 7-year-old Jared found himself in a scene of wonder and excitement. His 30-year-old mother, Samantha, was brimming with elation, prepared to tie the knot with her 32-year-old boyfriend, George. Samantha was adorned in a long, white, frilly wedding dress and a veil, complemented by a myriad of bracelets and a necklace cascading down her chest. She carried a box holding her and George's wedding rings in a separate room. In her clean silver, glittery heels, Samantha glided towards the mirror, holding up her dress. She sighed with a mixture of relief and anticipation as she let her dress fall back into place, tracing the waistline with her fingertips shrouded in glittery white nail polish. "I'm just so happy to finally be marrying George. I can't wait to kiss my husband for the first time, though I know I've kissed him hundreds of times before," she said, grinning and giggling, a gleam in her eyes. The door flung open as Jared scampered in, dressed in usual boyish attire. "Can you hand me those roses over there, sweetie? For me to hand to your soon-to-be dad," Samantha requested. Jared looked at the roses, his eyes sprinkling with innocence, and grabbed them. He handed them to his mother and suddenly felt a shock course through his hand, making him dizzy. His vision blurred for a moment, and when his sight finally adjusted, he found himself inexplicably taller. And still holding the roses. His body spoke in a squeaky, childish voice, "There you go, mommy," before running out of the room. This terrified Jared, a realization dawned on him - his body just spoke to him. Panic rose in his heart as he literally felt his world turning upside down. Suddenly, Jared found himself draped in a frilly white dress identical to his mother's. He spread his hands to find them painted with white glittery nail polish. He felt the necklace around his neck, and the earrings brushed against his neck. He noticed the constricting pressure of his mother's heels under his dress, and he felt an unusual weight on his chest. Dread pooled in him as he stumbled in front of the mirror, and his terror still etched in his juvenile eyes, he found his mother staring back at him. The innocent child stumbled in his mother's heels, grunting as he lost balance and sat on the ground, staring with disbelief at the massive wedding dress engulfing him. He let out a cry, "This is such a weird game of pretend! These shoes are too girly!" but the voice that came out was not his. It was her mother's. In a hope-filled moment, his own body strolled back in, causing a flicker of hope in his eyes. "I love you, mommy! I can't wait for you to get married," it announced before exiting the room again. The hope was crushed, leaving Jared in utter dread. Tears welled up in his eyes, trickling down his face, his new motherly voice whimpered, "I don't wanna be mommy! I want my mommy! I'm scared! I don't wanna be a girl! I don't wanna be a grownup." His mother's lipstick streaked down his face, as he tried to collect himself and stand up again, his heart pounding. He now knew he was stuck in his mother's body, trying to reconcile himself with the reality of an adult woman's body. His fear echoed around the room as he replayed the horror he had faced, a memory etched into his life forever.

Answered by gpt-4

Nov. 25, 2023, 1:31 a.m.

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Published: Saturday, November 25, 2023

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