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Question: Story: Write me a story about 7 year old Mitch being watched by his 16 year old sister Elise while his parents were celebrating their anniversary. Asleep in the middle of the night, he was woken by the sound of someone downstairs. Mitch was wearing his Transformers pajamas as he got up assuming it was his sister, he wondered why she was so loud and he made his way to the rail right beside the staircase looking down. His heart stopped as he saw 3 men rummaging around downstairs. Before they could spot him, he quietly bolted to his sister's room. He found her sound asleep in her bed dressed in a pink t-shirt and short shorts. As he clutched the teddy bear he had carried with him out of his room, he tried waking up his sister. She was however, in a deeper sleep than usual and wouldn't budge at all. Crawling onto her bed, he gently rattled it but was still unable to wake her up. As he crawled off her bed, he lost his balance causing him to slip into Elise's pink flip flops. Immediately slipping them off, Mitch said ew gross I don't like my sister's girly stuff and scrunched his nose at accidentally wearing Elise's flip flops. Quickly, his feet started growing and shaping into Elise's complete with her pink toenail polish. Freaking out at this, Mitch begged Elise for help and tried waking her up again but she was still deep in her sleep. The changes accelerated as Mitch's legs lengthened and grew into Elise's as his arms and body feminized. The same pink polish forming on his fingernails. The pink t-shirt and short shorts quickly forming on Mitch's body. His head and hair turning into Elise's as his brown hair darkened, lengthened and turned black. His eyes turned brown as his face gained a tiny touch of makeup. His voice matured into Elise's as his teeth grew in straight and white. Suddenly, Mitch looked over and noticed Elise was slowly fading from her spot in the bed and evaporating into a strange mist until Elise's bed was empty. Panic struck Mitch as he realized he was the only "Elise" that actually existed now. Quietly trying to see if his own room still existed, he snuck over to his room only to find his old room had turned into a storage room. Mitch went back to Elise's room in defeat when he suddenly felt something happening. His memories and experiences were changing and maturing until Mitch never existed anywhere and he only remembered himself being Elise, he even slowly floated over to Elise's bed and landed on the bed in the same exact position Elise was in as he fell asleep. Not even a few seconds later, she jolted open her eyes, the new Elise yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. Having no memory of her previous experience as Mitch with the men rummaging around downstairs, she walked over to her mirror and wondered why she was awake so late at night before walking over to her pink flip flops and slipping them on. As Elise clip clopped out of her room, she started heading for the stairs with the intention of possibly watching some TV or making herself a late-night snack. As she reached the rail beside the staircase, she saw 3 men rummaging through the stuff her and her family had downstairs. One of the men slowly walked over to the staircase ascending up slowly. Elise quickly but quietly ran to her room and shut the door locking it. She pulled out her phone and dialed 911 waiting for the police to arrive. She really hoped the sound of her flip flops smacking the ground while she ran hadn't alerted the men to her presence in the house and felt stupid for deciding to wear them at all. The new Elise said the quote "I really hope they don't find me. If they do find me, I hope they don't hurt me. I'm literally just a teenage girl. I cannot defend myself against 3 grown men" quietly but frightened. Shaking from fear, Elise really tried pulling herself together but was even more fearful than she normally was. This was because she still had the lingering childlike innocence of a 7 year old named Mitch.
In the heart of the quiet suburban night, the Welch house went undisturbed as they celebrated an enjoyable evening. Seven-year-old Mitch was sound asleep, garbed in his favorite Transformers pajamas, while his 16-year-old sister Elise was in charge of watching him. Their parents were out, celebrating their anniversary. The tranquility of the night was abruptly shattered when the sound of a commotion downstairs stirred Mitch from his peaceful sleep. Wondering why his sister might be making so much noise at this late hour, and with curious insouciance, he ambled towards the staircase. As soon as his eyes rested on the sight, his heart pounded like a war drum. Three men, unbeknownst to him, were rummaging around downstairs. Silently, he turned toward his sister's room, his little heart pounding faster than ever. But when he arrived, he found Elise still deeply asleep, dressed in a pink t-shirt and short shorts, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath their floor. He tried awakening her with a heartfelt urgency but to no avail. During his futile efforts, he accidentally slipped into Elise's pink flip flops which were laying on the floor. Detesting the entire girlish factor, Mitch said with a snarl, "Ew, gross. I don't like my sister's girly stuff". What happened next would leave him bewildered. His feet began to change, elongating, shaping into his sister's, the toes adorned with the same pink nail polish that Elise wore. The transformation scuttled further up his legs and body, leaving him in a panic. In a wild spree of changes, he found himself entirely transformed into his sister. The same pink t-shirt and shorts on his body, his hair darkened, lengthened, and turned black like Elise's. His face, now bearing traces of makeup, showcased sparkling brown eyes. His small, childlike voice was replaced by Elise's matured one. But the most haunting part was when he turned his gaze towards Elise's bed, which had been occupied by her until moments ago. It was empty now - Elise had vanished into thin air. As the final touch to this bizarre experience, his memories realigned, erasing the existence of Mitch and replacing it with only Elise. Terrified yet resigned, she moved to Elise's room. Her old room had turned into a storage one. The final blow came when her body started floating inexplicably and landed on Elise's bed, duping the exact position her sister used to adopt while sleeping. Chuckling at the unevenness of the night, she sauntered towards her mirror. Slipping on those pink flip flops, she headed towards the staircase planning to watch some television or perhaps fix herself a late-night snack. Upon reaching the staircase, she stopped dead in her tracks. She could see the three men ferreting through their things. She quietly retreated, locking her door, and dialed 911. Despite her nerves consuming her, she tried to gather herself together. "I really hope they don't find me. If they do find me, I hope they don't hurt me. I'm only a teenage girl. I can't defend myself against three grown men," she murmured. As she waited for the police with bated breath, Elise couldn't shake off a fragment of vulnerability, a lingering part of her that was still that scared seven-year-old boy named Mitch.
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