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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 7 year old Ben at home with his 42 year old mom Janice and his 42 year old dad Grant. While sleeping in the middle of the night, Ben was awoken to the sound of loud noises downstairs. Panicking, Ben ran to the edge of the stairs and freaked as he saw multiple armed and masked men rummaging through the downstairs. Running to his parent's room, Ben opened and shut the door quietly before turning to his parents in the bed. Please have Grant be wearing a white t-shirt and shorts and have brown hair and be snoring really loud and have Janet have long and curly brown hair and brown eyes and be wearing a pink dress to bed and have her fingers and toes be painted violet as she sleeps with her hands resting on Grant's arm. Please have Ben say the quote "Mommy, daddy! Someone's in the house" quietly freaking out. Both Grant and Janet didn't respond to this. Please have Ben reach for his mother's body only to have a large jolt go through his hands causing him to get dizzy and for his vision to go black. Please have Ben be relaxed back in bed before realizing he's sleeping against something really warm and have Ben decide to pull his body and wrap his arms around whatever warm thing he's sleeping on before beginning to doze off again" Please have Ben's body say the quote "Mommy! Please! You gotta believe me! Monsters in the house" causing Ben's heart to drop as he realized he didn't say that at all. Please have Ben open his eyes to see he's cuddling up against his dad and freak and look at his new female hands and notice the dress he was wearing and the long brown hair in his eyes before looking at his small female hands again. Please have Ben lose control of his impulse as he finds himself cuddling up with his dad again before going to close his eyes and go back to sleep before jerking awake and getting out of bed and looking at himself realizing he's in his mom's body. Please have Ben say the quote "I'm mommy? And that is daddy? Why am I girl?" before covering his mouth hearing the sound of his female voice and freaking out. Please have Ben say the quote "What are these things on my chest? Why does mommy have them?" before grabbing his boobs and trying to remove them before realizing they were real and walking out to the hallway. Please have Ben look at his painted fingernails and toenails in disgust as he sneaked into the bathroom and looked his reflection in the mirror. Please have Ben see his childhood innocence radiating even through his new mature female eyes before touching his breasts again and biting his lip and shooting a seductive look at his reflection and moaning in his mom's voice before jolting up and looking at the reflection again. Please have Ben realize the childhood innocence in his eyes was now gone causing him to start crying as he realized he was stuck in his mom's body at the moment. Please have Ben say the quote "I hate being mommy! I keep thinking daddy is cute! I want to go back to being a boy! I'm gonna miss my friends so much! I hate wearing girly clothes! There's scary monsters downstairs and I don't know what to do" before collapsing on the floor of the bathroom and turning off the light and locking it. Please have Ben still see his painted nails on his fingers and toes and still feel his long hair getting in his face and still feel the boobs on his chest as well as the dress he was now wearing even in the dark as he squeezed his eyes shut as tears started falling down his new female cheeks as he hoped to get back to his own body not knowing he was in fact stuck in his mother's body permanently and would never go back to being a boy ever again even though he didn't deserve to be stuck in his mom's body.

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Once upon a quiet night, seven-year-old Ben found himself awakened by strange noises coming from downstairs. The young boy, heart thudding with fear, slowly peeked through the top of the stairs only to see several armed and masked intruders rummaging through their peaceful home. Panic surged through him before he sprinted to his parents' bedroom. His father, Grant, was a deep sleeper, and tonight was no exception. His loud snores filled the room while he lay sprawled on the bed in his white t-shirt and shorts. His brown hair was in disarray, vaguely reflecting in the dim light. On the other side of him, Janice, his mother, looked serene in her sleep. She had on a nightgown of a soft pink hue, her long curly brunette hair draped over the arm of her husband. Her manicured fingers and toes painted in vivid violet seemed to gleam in the moonlight while resting delicately on Grant's sturdy arm. "Mommy, daddy! Someone's in the house" Ben whispered frantically. But, his parents didn't respond, oblivious in their slumber. Ben reached to shake his mother awake, only to send a jolt through his body that made the room spin, causing his vision to go black. When he came to, he found himself nestled on something warm with a familiar smell. Drowsy and disoriented, he decided to wrap his arms around the warm body and attempt to sleep again. Suddenly, his little body screamed, "Mommy! Please! You gotta believe me! Monsters in the house", which sent his heart plummeting. Something wasn't right; he hadn't said those words. He jolted upright, then glanced down at his hands. They were more slender than he remembered and decked with colorful nails. He touched the soft fabric draped over his body, the surprise making his eyes bulge. Hair now obscured his vision; long, curly, brunette. He was wearing his mom's nightgown. "I'm mommy? And that is daddy? Why am I a girl?" he whispered, terrified, his voice coming out higher than usual. His eyes widened as he noticed the unfamiliar swell on his chest. "What are these things on my chest? Why does mommy have them?" he asked himself, tentatively touching them. Realization struck; he was in his mother's body. Soon, his fear gave way to panic. He darted to the bathroom, his steps staggered due to the female body he wasn’t used to. Catching sight of his reflection in the mirror, he stared at the woman mirroring him. Her looks were mature, yet her eyes held an innocent glow similar to that of his child-self. He reached up, tracing the now grown-up features of his female form. A mix of fear and confusion washed over him. The innocence he saw in his reflection had now disappeared, replaced by a semblance of maturity. "I hate being mommy! I keep thinking daddy is cute! I want to go back to being a boy! I’m gonna miss my friends so much! I hate wearing girly clothes! There's scary monsters downstairs and I don't know what to do," he wailed, a creeping sadness replacing his fear. Ben collapsed on the bathroom floor, turning off the light, and locked himself in. Nightmarish thoughts swirled in his mind - the painted fingernails, feminine clothes, hair falling into his face. He sobbed, the reality setting in. He was now stuck in his mother’s body and there was no way back to his boyhood. "Oh no! I’ll never be a boy again!" he thought as he squeezed his eyes shut, tears streaming down his new cheeks. Stuck in this perplexing predicament, he could only hope for a way back to his own body.

Answered by gpt-4

Nov. 29, 2023, 7:58 p.m.

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Published: Wednesday, November 29, 2023

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