Six year old Stu goes to the local CVS for the first time by himself. His 25 year old mom gave him money for whatever snack he wanted. When he got to the store, he was stopped by a 42 year old woman

Sure, here is a fuller version of the story: Stu was a precocious 6-year-old. Today represented a significant milestone for him as his mom trusted him to go to the local CVS alone for the first time. His mission was simple: pick out a snack of his choice. He loved the independence and took the task very seriously. As he clutched onto his mother's well-earned dimes and nickels, he trotted off confidently into the store. Meanwhile, in the parking lot, a woman named Diana, who liked to be addressed as Princess Diana, was loitering, dressed in her favorite ensemble: a crop top, Jean short shorts, leather wedge sandals, and a large black purse slung over her shoulder. Her blonde hair was assembled into a messy bun, complementing her free-spirited personality. Drawn by his sudden maturity and independence, Diana approached Stu as he exited the store. "Hey hon, I know you're just a kid, but do you have any more money on you?" she inquired. Stu, with a sense of unfortunate pity, shook his head in response. Feeling guilty, Diana extended her arms out for a hug. As the two embraced, a wave of dizziness washed over Stu. With his eyes springing open again, he noticed with alarm how much taller everything around him seemed. His body was sore, as if it had been stretched out overnight. Disoriented and confused, he looked down to find himself wearing Diana's ensemble. Curiosity piqued, Stu rummaged through the purse, finding bear spray, makeup, nail polish, tampons, and a pack of cigarettes with a lighter. Overwhelmed, the little boy in him rallied and he removed the wedge sandals and purse. They were uncomfortably adult and "girly." As he tried to return to the safety of CVS, barefoot and feeling vulnerable, he was stopped at the entrance and told he was trespassed. Through the crowd, he spotted his own body, being puppeteered by Diana. The realization hit him like a tidal wave. "Um, hello. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be there," Stu uttered in Diana's voice, his innocence manifest in his pronunciation. To his dismay, Diana retorted. "Sorry, but I'm not swapping back. You didn't have any money, and I can't take being homeless anymore. I'll erase your memories for you, though. Enjoy life as a vulnerable 42-year old woman." Suddenly, his mind was swarmed with Diana's memories, drowning out his own, until all he remembered was a life as Diana, a 42-year-old woman. Suddenly disoriented, the new Diana looked around and noticed the absence of her purse and wedge sandals. She spotted them lying on the ground and ran towards them in relief. After reattaching her purse and slipping on her sandals, she verbally confirmed her fragility and carelessness looping back at the presiding helplessness. Tempted to dive back into CVS for more feminine products but once again rebutted, Diana frustratingly took to the streets. She pulled out the pack of cigarettes and singular lighter from her purse, then lit a cigarette to calm her frazzled nerves. Meanwhile, the real Diana, now in Stu's body, watched from the distance, joy spreading over her face. She finally had a second chance at youth, a life without homelessness. And all Stu was left with was a life as Diana, a woman navigating the world with nothing more than her crop top, Jean short shorts, leather wedge sandals, a black purse, and the lingering memory of his first independent trip to CVS.