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Question: The year is 2024. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I type about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where he's from in the US, birthday, race being white, birth year, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what he's wearing shoes included and what he sounds like as he walks home alone for the first time with permission from his young mom. Include his mom's name, age, birthday and birth year, height, and weight. Include his dad's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight and have him not be in his son's life and explain why. Include his older aunt's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Include his older uncle's name, age being younger than his aunt, birthday and birth year being younger than his aunt, height and weight and have him not be present either. Include his grandma's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Have the boy be excited to tell all the cool stories about walking alone he was gonna to his mom and grandma when he went over to her house and his loving stuffed animal and his dog. Have him get home and fall asleep. Have him jerk awake at some point in the night when he realizes he's not even sleeping in a bed anymore. Have him look down realizing he's wearing a skimpy teenage girl outfit and skimpy shoes with a purse on his shoulder with a description of the purse and with a description of the outfit and the shoes being skimpy. Have a group of girls walk to the boy with one of them saying hey bitch and have it be in quoted text as she asks if her friend did something teenagers shouldn't do behind her parent's back. Include a detailed description of what the girls were planning on doing they weren't supposed to that was not legal for teenagers and have the girl the boy is in the body of be the one who planned it. Reveal the girl's name, age being 19, race, birthday, birth year, height, weight and where she's from. Have her be the oldest out of her friends and reveal the names of all the other girls and their ages, races, birthdays, birth years, heights, weights and where they're from. Have the boy look down at his outfit before looking in a mirror seeing his more mature body before squeezing his eyes shut holding back tears. Have him try to scream for his mom but unwillingly cussing a whole bunch like a teenager and have it be in quoted text before covering his mouth in fear at what he said. The swap is permanent. Have the boy walk to a random nearby reflective area to see his female face covered in makeup the girl was wearing to make herself look older. Have him try to cry for his mom but unwillingly adjust the purse on his shoulder and say to the other girls hey bitches i'm gonna go get lit tonight keep up or walk your ass home fuck my parents i'm 19 now and I can do whatever the fuck i want and have it be in quoted text before jerking his head and crying. Have the boy look at his new skimpy outfit and shoes with fear in his eyes as tears formed as he got grossed out at how girly he was dressed and was acting.
In the vibrant landscape of 2024, a boy named Lucas Michelson resided in the small town of Maple Creek, Wyoming. He was born on March 24, 2018, a time ideally suited for a spring baby. Standing at a steady 3 feet 10 inches, his weight registered at 50 pounds. His hair was like threads of sunflower gold, cut into a simple short-trim that gently framed his angelic face. His eyes were blue, like a clear summer sky, beaming with innocence and curiosity. On this particular day the clothing chosen for Lucas was a red and blue striped t-shirt, denim shorts, and white Nike sneakers that squeaked a bit with each step taken. His voice was gentle, often mixed with the light sound of laughter, and he was eager to tell his thrilling adventures of the day to his family. His mother, Melissa Michelson, born on February 11, 1995, was a youthful 29 year old. She was 5 feet 7 inches and weighed 165 pounds, her heart full of love for her young son. Melissa was a single mother, her son's father, James Barrett, wasn't in the picture. Born on May 15, 1993, James stood at 6 feet 2 inches and weighed 210 pounds. His absence was a result of his struggle with alcohol and drug addiction, which at 31, led James down a destructive path that forced him to break off ties with his family. On Lucas' fatherly side, he had an aunt named Leila Barrett, born on June 8th, 1979. Being 44 years old, she was a plump, cheerful woman standing at 5 feet 5 inches and weighing 190 pounds. His uncle was Leila's younger brother, Jake Barrett, born on July 27th, 1981, at 42 years old. Jake stood at 5 feet 9 inches and weighed 175 pounds. Jake was absent due to his military service overseas. Lucas' grandmother on his mother's side, Marjorie Addams, was a woman full of wisdom and cakes. Born on September 8, 1955, at 68 years old, Marjorie stood at 5 feet 4 inches and weighed 170 pounds. Lucas loved sharing his simple, childlike tales with her which she always greeted with a warm smile. Lucas was accompanied on his journey home by his best friend, his stuffed teddy named Mr. Bubbles, and his loyal canine companion, Snooper. Once home, Lucas enthusiastically bathed before tucking in for bed, Mr. Bubbles by his side. Lucas jolted awake in the dead of the night. Confused, he realized that he wasn't in his comfortable bed anymore. His body felt different, alien. With a quick glance, he realized he was wearing a skimpy teenage girl's outfit; a crop top striped in pastels, and shorts barely covering his hips. On his feet were strappy pink heels. Appended to his shoulder was a silver chained purse splattered with graffiti prints. Oddly enough, the clothing was a stark contrast to his boyish preferences. Suddenly, a group of girls swarmed him, the leader, brazen and cocky, sneered, "Hey bitch, did our fri Brooklyn had a mischievous plan of hacking into her school's server, intending to alter their records. It was a dangerous game that could result in arrest if they were caught. Brooklyn, born on October 2nd, 2004, with a sinewy 5 feet 7 inches and 140 pounds frame, and her friends, all under 19 years old, from various places from New York City such as Brooklyn, Queens, and The Bronx, were all different, yet held this rebellious spirit. Lucas looked down at his attire, then caught his reflection in a nearby car window. He saw a stranger - a girl with her face painted with layers of makeup designed to make her look mature, a face that wasn't his. Panic welled up in his chest. He tried to scream for his mother, but instead, he heard himself say, "Bullshit! I ain't scared of nothing!" He clapped his hands over his mouth, shocked at the words that spilled out. Lucas clenched his eyelids shut, fighting back tears. However, everything from the purse on his shoulder adjusting itself to his sassy demeanor defied his will. He plastered a mischievous grin upon his face, leaving his friends awestruck. Unexpectedly, he declared, "Hey bitches, I'm gonna go get lit tonight. Keep up or walk your ass home. Fuck my parents, I'm 19 now, and I can do whatever the fuck I want." He jerked his head around, biting back the tears that began to form in his eyes. The reality that he was trapped in a teenage girl's body hit him hard. The skimpy clothing, the rebelliousness was all too surreal for the innocent 6-year-old who just a few hours ago was racing home to narrate his adventures to his mother.
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