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A Boy's Dream Turned Drag Queen's Reality: A Transformation of Fear and Confusion

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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about a random young little boy with a description of what he's wearing, his name, age, height, what state he's from and what he's doing as he goes to sleep. Please have wake up in the body of a famous drag queen from RuPaul's Drag Race with the name of the drag queen included. Please have him jerk awake unwillingly screaming something about monsters under his bed saying honey, darling, boo, doll and love and have it be in quoted text and have it be in all caps. Include her age, her real birth date and birthday, height, have him be older than someone he's supposed to be younger than, what state she lives in, what she's wearing including her shoes with a description of her outfit and her hairstyle and her makeup and lipstick and nail polish included and have the boy be scared and start crying as he doesn't know what is going on. Please have the boy try to say mommy but unwillingly say honey, darling, boo, bitch, dear and other words about being scared instead in the drag queen's voice scaring himand have it be in quoted text.

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Once upon a time, there was a sweet little boy named Timmy. He was six years old, with sandy brown hair and twinkling blue eyes. Standing at a short and adorable 3 feet 4 inches, Timmy was known by his friends and family as the happiest kid in their small town in Wyoming. On this particular night, Timmy, clad in his favorite dinosaur-print PJ's and fuzzy, green dragon slippers, was preparing to go to sleep after an adventurous day at the park. As Timmy brushed his teeth and hopped into his bed adorned with blue sheets covered in rocket ships, the kind-hearted boy bid his favorite teddy bear goodnight. Little did he know that this night would be unlike any other. Drifting off into a peaceful sleep, Timmy was soon lost in a dreamland. As the morning rays of sunshine peeped through the gaps in the curtains, Timmy unexpectedly jolted awake, screaming, "MONSTERS UNDER MY BED! HONEY, DARLING, BOO, DOLL, AND LOVE! HE'S COMING!" jerking upright, not in his bed in his cozy home, but on a stage. However, it wasn't Timmy's voice that shrieked this sentence. It was that of Bianca Del Rio, the famous drag queen from RuPaul's Drag Race. Born on June 27, 1975, Bianca, real name Roy Haylock, is known for standing tall at 5 feet 9 inches. She was older than Timmy was supposed to be, a spry 47 years old, yet he was in her body. Hailing from the lively state of Louisiana, she was a stark contrast to Timmy's small town Wyoming. Bianca was dressed in a spectacular blue sequin gown that accentuated her figure. Adorned with shining diamond earrings and a dramatic, feathered headpiece, her ensemble was anything but low-key. Sitting snugly on her feet were blue pumps with shiny rhinestones. Her hair was a luscious black, styled flawlessly into glamorous curls that framed her face. Her flamboyant makeup was flawless, with ruby red lipstick, sparkling blue eyeshadow, and her nails were painted an electric blue that matched her gown. Understandably, Timmy was frightened. He was supposed to be in his bed, safe and cozy, not on this stage in this face in front of these roaring crowds. He began to cry as the sparkling tears ran down Bianca's face. Instinctively, he tried to call out for his mother. But instead of "Mommy," out came, "HONEY, DARLING, BOO, BITCH, AND DEAR!" The words came out in the drag queen's powerful and sassy tonality, which scared him even more. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON, DOLL! I'M SO SCARED," Timmy said, his small voice hidden within the drag queen's powerful tone. The situation was a stunning contrast to the quiet and peaceful life the 6-year-old boy was just getting started, as if life itself just played a game of 'Snatch Game' with him. As the cheers of the crowd and the bright lights began to blur, little Timmy shielded his eyes and started to pray - on the stage, in this strange body - for it all to somehow make sense.

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Feb. 19, 2024, 6:07 p.m.

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Published: Monday, February 19, 2024

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