. Ten Year Old Jace Tries to Get Back at His Mother

Once upon a time, there lived a 10-year-old boy named Jace. An extraordinary child who towered over his friends and classmates. He lived happily in a small townhouse along with his 45-year-old mother Lisa, and 46-year-old father Frederick. One bright sunny day, Jace found himself in unprecedented trouble. His mother Lisa was disappointed because Jace had not been vigilant in finishing his chores on time. For his negligence, Lisa decided his punishment was to be the confiscation of his beloved phone until further notice. To ensure that the phone was entirely out of Jace's reach, she enlisted the help of her husband Frederick to place it on the highest shelf of their bedroom closet. Before leaving for work, Frederick did as requested, and shortly after, Lisa left for a shopping trip, cautioning him against any attempts to retrieve his phone. With his parents gone, Jace seized the opportunity and ventured into their bedroom in search of his phone. Given his unusual height for his age, he was able to effortlessly reach the top shelf of the closet and retrieve his phone. As he turned to leave, Jace noticed Lisa's purse lying abandoned on the bed with her phone sticking out. A wicked idea sparked in his mind. Why not put her phone where she kept his? With a wide grin, he picked up Lisa's purse and flung it onto the high shelf. In the process of doing so, many items, including Lisa's phone, flew across in all directions. Rushing to catch Lisa's phone, Jace awkwardly stepped into a pair of Lisa's high-heeled shoes that were sitting nearby. With a grimace, he quickly removed them, disgusted by the feel of wearing them. Suddenly, he noticed something odd happening. His feet began to shrink, their youthful smoothness replaced with the more mature, distinctly feminine features of his mother's feet, even down to her red toenail polish. As he stared in astonishment, his metamorphosis became increasingly disturbing. His height began to diminish slowly while his arms and legs slimmed and then shaped into a feminine form. His hands soon mirrored his mother's right down to the same red polish on the nails and a wedding ring that emerged on his finger. His face morphed unnervingly, taking the shape of his mother's features, while his voice deepened and matured, becoming an uncanny echo of Lisa's. Eventually, Jace was fully transformed into a perfect replica of his mother, right down to the sophisticated skirt and blouse she often wore, bolstered by elegant earrings, and makeup that somehow added itself onto his new visage. The new Lisa slowly rose from the floor, now truly living her mother's life in her place. Striding into the bathroom, she admired her nail polish, forgetting about her past life as Jace and the spontaneity of his antics. After trying to get her purse and phone from the shelf and failing to do so, Jace's mischievousness became evident. "Frederick, darling!" she called out, "I need my big strong man to help me reach something on the top shelf." She felt a twinge of sadness, sensing her son's unnecessary retaliation for such a minor thing. Unaware of her reality that she was, indeed, Jace just a moment ago, the new Lisa waited patiently for Frederick, pondering over the complex relationship she believed she had with her son. Little did she know she was the one who planted the seed for her predicament.