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Question: Story: The year is 2024. Write me a story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where he's from in the US, birthday, 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 mom. Include his mom's name, age, height, and weight. Have him blink and suddenly be taller and in Australia as he looks down seeing a small skimpy outfit barely covering her body with a description of the skimpy outfit and revealing sandals with a description of what they look like and have the outfit be too short for the cold weather and have the woman be holding something in her hand with a description of what it was with it being feminine. Describe the woman who's body the 6 year old ends up in including her name, age, birthday, birth year, race being white Australian, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing accessories and jewelry and earrings and fierce makeup and bold lipstick and long fake nails and purse and what inside the purse included being revealing and inappropriate and what she sounds like and if she's with somebody with it being a woman and have the other woman address the woman in a sassy way calling her ho like it's a playful nickname and asking what's wrong with her calling her bitch and not to worry that there were plenty of good looking men with nice muscles and lots of knowledge before winking and whether or not they were gonna go to the club and get lit and get drunk with their other girlfriends the woman referred to as sluts and hos and how she and her friend are the baddest bitches at the club and have it be in quoted text using Australian slang too. Have her friend also start running her hands all over the body of who she assumes is her friend and smack her butt and comparing their outfits saying her friend always looks way better than her and have it be in quoted text trying to soothe her friend's sudden worried behavior using Australian slang. Have a nearby middle aged woman with her age mentioned yell rude comments at the little boy now in the woman's body and her friend saying how they dressed like sluts and how they were made for the streets and how she feels sorry for their mothers and have it be in quoted text using Australian slang. Have the friend of the woman whose body the 6 year old is stuck in yell at the older woman and say how at least she and her friend are still attractive and beautiful and young and how they look way better than her anyway and have it be in quoted text using Australian slang. Describe who the person is to the woman. Describe the other woman's name, age, birthday, birth year, race, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing with it being just as skimpy with sandals included and fake nails as the woman the 6 year old boy ends up in the body of accessories and jewelry and earrings and fierce makeup and bold lipstick and fake nails and purse and what's inside the purse included being inappropriate and what she sounds like. Have the 6 year old boy spot his new reflection in the mirror as he stumbles over to the mirror blinking innocently even with his new more mature eyes shaking from how revealing his outfit was. Have the boy take the purse off his new mature shoulder looking at it innocently. Have the little boy say mommy i'm scared and ew gross i'm a girl and ew gross these are girly clothes and shoes like mommy wears in the grown woman's voice and tone and have it be in quoted text using Australian words to describe gross unwillingly in fear and have him say how hot she and her friend look unwillingly using Australian slang including love before her friend starts laughing and have the words be spelled differently due to the woman's accent. Have the boy pull at his skimpy outfit and sandals grossed out at how girly they looked missing his own clothes and body. Have the little boy unwillingly put the purse back on his shoulder in a seductive way. Have the little boy then unwillingly strut to a nearby mirror walking in the sandals like a proud woman and pouting seductively before saying something alluring using modern female Australian slang including love and have it be in quoted text and have him blow his reflection a kiss before winking and smiling. Have the boy then try to walk normally but instantly start strutting with one foot in front of the other as he unwillingly turned to the woman's friend and said how short a lot of the men out tonight look before saying you know what they say about short men and have it be in quoted text and modern female Australian slang. Have the little boy start crying as he wonders how he's gonna get home and if he'll ever see mommy again and have it be in quoted text using modern female Australian slang unwillingly sounding like a little kid missing their mom.
Story: The year was 2024, and Elias Irwin, a six-year-old boy from Austin, Texas, had just walked home alone for the first time. Little Elias, born on June 5, 2018, stood a mere 3 feet 8 inches tall and weighed about 48 pounds. His light brown hair was often kept in a neat buzz cut and his bright blue eyes sparkled with youthful curiosity. He was wearing a pair of blue denim shorts, a red t-shirt with a dinosaur print, and white sneakers that echoed a slight squeak with every step. His voice was soft, almost a whisper, carrying the innocent cadence of a child. His mom, Martha Irwin, 34, was a towering figure compared to him at 5 feet 6 inches and weighs 140 pounds. As Elias blinked, the world around him tilted and morphed. Suddenly, he stood taller than before, his immediate surroundings unfamiliar, doused in the warmth of an Australian accent and a skimpy outfit that was hardly sufficient in the chilly weather. The boy was no longer, he was in the body of a woman. A white Australian woman named Bella Thorne, born on December 9, 1992, standing at 5 feet 8 inches and weighing 130 pounds. Bella had fiery red hair, styled in loose curls cascading down her back. Her eyes were striking green, framed by long vibrant lashes amplified by her fierce makeup. Bella was barely encased in a short, sparkly gold sequined dress that reached the upper thighs, revealing a pair of shapely legs. A pair of strappy gold sandals graced her feet, complementing her outfit. She was clutching a favorably small black handbag, extremely feminine, sporting a glittering gold-chain strap. Inside the bag, you'd find a flashy makeup kit, a pack of cigarettes, a canister of mace, a pair of flashy gold hoop earrings, a tiny purse mirror, and a few crumpled banknotes. Next to Bella stood her friend, Ava Sullivan, a year younger, born on August 15, 1993. Five foot six Ava had shiny black hair and brown eyes. She weighed about 125 pounds. Ava was wearing a silver crop-top and mini-skirt, paired with black stiletto heels. She had the same fierce makeup and bold red lipstick, fake nails as long as Bella, her purse filled with the same type of accessories. Elias gave a timid glance at their reflection in a passing shop window, he stumbled forward, blinking in bewilderment at the mature, heavily made-up woman looking back at him. His innocence transcended through his new almond-shaped eyes, his hands tremulously tracing the fancy handbag he reluctantly slung over his shoulder. "Mummy, Oi'm scared," Elias stammered in his new husky tone, an unmistakable Australian twang to his voice. "Ew, bluey! Oi'm a sheila. Ew, these are sheila's frocks and shoes like mummy wears," he recoiled, pulling at the sparkly fabric of his dress. "Roight, love, y'scrub up well. Y'make a gronk look loike a dried up drongo!" Ava laughed, slapping Bella's- now Elias's - behind. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman standing nearby, around 50 years of age, started yelling at them, "Look at ya two, all dressed up like bloody molls, up to no good! Made for the streets, y'are. Oi swear, y'lot are a disgrace. Poor mums!" "Ha! Listen here, chook. We look ace and y'just jells cause y'wish y'could pull this off. We're still spunks and young, y'old drongo!" Ava retorted, the Australian slang flowing easily from her lips. Feeling overwhelmed and craving familiarity, Elias found himself strutting towards a full-length mirror nearby, his body swaying in sync with the clicking of his high heeled sandals. As he stared at his reflection, he mastered an alluring pout, blowing it a kiss before winking at it. "Y'know, Ava, all these blokes around 'ere are lookin' a bit short," he unintentionally blurted out. "Y'know what they say about short blokes, right?" As his heart pounded in his new chest, tears welled up in his green eyes, a tremor to his voice as he murmured, "Oi, mummy. Oi'm scarin' myself. Oi don' wanna be a sheila."
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