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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 5 year old Kylie chilling downstairs one night. She was happily playing with her dolls. Her 25 year old mom Kim wasn't the best mom in the world as she often drank a lot and did lots of drugs including a really nasty one with foil, straws, a lighter and a spoon. Despite all of this, Kim was a very beautiful brunette woman with seductive brown eyes often wearing very feminine clothing and accessories. Kylie was getting hungry for dinner and it was slowly approaching 12 am. She hadn't quite mastered the art of cooking by herself but decided to grab the dinner she wanted her mom to cook being a pizza. Setting it on the counter, Kylie twirled around in her dress before deciding to go upstairs to wake her mom. Approaching her door, Kylie heard the sound of snoring and started smelling an obnoxious odor. Knocking, Kylie received no response. Opening the door, Kylie saw her mom wearing only a black lace bra and panties in her bed as she slept away. A bottle of wine next to her bed on the bedside table and multiple burn marks from her drug use. Kylie tried shaking her mom but was unsuccessful in waking her up. Defeated, Kylie went to leave not watching where she was going. Suddenly, Kylie accidentally tripped causing her feet to slip into Irene's favorite pair of leather platform sandals. Trying to kick them off, Kylie noticed they were stuck. Please have Kylie say the quote "Mommy! Mommy! I got big girl shoes on. Help!" Kim only stirred in her bed as she kept sleeping. Suddenly, Kylie felt her feet tingling as they grew into Irene's complete with her pedicure. Panicked, Kylie tried removing the sandals again but they still wouldn't come off. Suddenly, the changes accelerated as Kylie's legs, body and arms feminized giving her fingers the manicure to go with the pedicure. Her head and hair changing as she gained Kim's brunette hair, her brown seductive eyes and her teeth crooked and bad from drug use. Her voice maturing into Kim's pitch. The black lace bra and panties forming on Kylie's body leaving her a complete copy of her mother. Please have Kylie the quote "Mommy! I'm now a complete copy of you!" shocked to hear her much more mature voice and vocabulary. Suddenly, the real Kim started evaporating and dissolving in the bed until the bed was completely empty. Kylie's heart dropped as she realized she was becoming Kim's replacement. Trying to remove the platform sandals one more time, she still couldn't get them to come off. Suddenly, her memories began changing into Kim's. Kylie wanted to and wished to be a better mom and woman than Kim was. Kylie's hopes of a better future were destroyed when she saw visions of herself as Kim drinking, puking and doing the same drugs and making the same bad choices. Eventually, her memories completely changed until she only remembered being Kim. The new Kim was groggy and sleepy as she stood in her bedroom confused wondering what she was doing. Please have Kim say the quote "What the Hell am I doing awake? Seriously, can't my body let me get some damn rest?" Kim calmly turned around and stepped towards her bed getting ready to lay back in it when she tripped over her platform sandals and fell. Kim looked confused and dizzy as she looked at her feet. Please have Kim say the quote "Aw man! These stupid platform sandals. I almost died wearing you guys. I could've sworn I wasn't wearing these when I first went to bed" Irene got up grabbing her alcohol, and her drugs. She stumbled down the stairs having trouble balancing in her platform sandals and headed to the kitchen. She grabbed her lighter, her foil, her straw and her spoon. Irene then started lighting up and blowing through the straw on the spoon and felt the drugs take effect. Her eyes widened as she put her stuff away and downed the rest of her alcohol. Kim walked over to the food she didn't remember putting out when she was still Kylie. As she approached the pizza, she stubbed her toe in the platform sandals. Please have Kim say the quote "Ow! Goddammit! Can't my daughter cook her own food without mommy holding her hand through every damn step? Why am I having such a hard time walking in these today? Like it's my first time wearing platform sandals" Kim stuck the pizza in the oven and started it up and then tottered back upstairs to her room closing the door behind her and locking it this time. Please have Kim say the quote "There, now maybe my stupid daughter will leave me alone and let me get some damn sleep" before collapsing onto the bed with the platform sandals still on her feet having no memory of being 5 year old Kylie and having no memory of wanting to be a better Kim than the real one was.
Once there was a little girl named Kylie, a petite five-year-old who loved to play with her dolls, even during the wee hours of the night. Unfortunately, Kylie's mother, Kim, a 25-year-old brunette with mesmerizing brown eyes she decorated with feminine accessories, was far from the typical role model. She was often drunk and under the influence of some formidable drugs involving a foil, a straw, a lighter, and a spoon. Despite her irresponsible lifestyle choices, Kim’s seductive looks were undeniable. As the hand of the old grandfather clock approached midnight, Kylie's stomach grumbled with hunger. With her mother incapacitated, Kylie took matters into her own tiny hands. She pulled out a frozen pizza and placed it on the kitchen counter. After twirling around in her little dress, she decided it was time to wake her mother. Approaching her mom's bedroom, Kylie was met with the unwelcome scent of alcohol and other unpleasant odors. Knocking on the door yielded no response. As Kylie pushed the door open, she found Kim sprawled across the bed, unconscious in black lace underwear. Wine bottles littered the bedside table, while signs of Kim's drug exploits, charred and burned, were blatant. "Mommy! Mommy!" Kylie squeaked, nudging her mother, hoping she would wake. But she was so immersed in her chemically-induced sleep that her small attempts proved futile. Feeling a sting of defeat, Kylie turned around, a clumsy mix of a stumble and a twirl leading her foot straight into Kim's platform sandals. "Mommy! Mommy! I got big girl shoes on. Help!" she squealed. But her mother still did not stir. Suddenly, she felt a strange tingling in her small feet as they began swelling, filling up the large sandals perfectly. Panicked, she tried to shake them off, which only seemed to rush the unnerving changes. Her limbs feminized, her brunette hair grew, and her teeth became crooked, mirroring her mother's state from drug usage. She was terrified as a black lace bra and panties materialized on her body. "Mommy! I'm now a complete copy of you!" Kylie exclaimed, hearing her mature voice sent a shock down her spine. To her horror, the real Kim started to dissolve until the bed was completely empty. The strangest part was, her memories started to congeal into Kim's. "What the Hell am I doing awake? Seriously, can't my body let me get some damn rest?" she sighed, fully in Kim's body and mind now. Picking herself up, she clumsily ambled to her bed, tripping over the platform sandals. "Aw man! These stupid platform sandals. I almost died wearing you guys. I could've sworn I wasn't wearing these when I first went to bed," Kim mumbled. Now Kim herself, she stumbled downstairs and prepared her usual cocktail of drugs. She was caught off guard by the presliced pizza on the counter. "Ow! Goddammit! Can't my daughter cook her own food without mommy holding her hand through every damn step? Why am I having such a hard time walking in these today? Like it's my first time wearing platform sandals," she grumbled, after stubbing her toe. After setting the pizza in the oven, she unsteadily climbed back upstairs, locking the door behind her. "There, now maybe my stupid daughter will leave me alone and let me get some damn sleep," she thought out loud before succumbing to sleep, still wearing the platform sandals, forgetting the innocent five-year-old Kylie she used to be, and the better Kim she yearned to become.
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