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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about 8 year old Dave at his 30 year old cousin Trish's house. Please have be brown haired and brown eyed with a t-shirt, jeans and light up shoes and his favorite stuffed animal in his arms. Please have Trish be black haired and brown eyed with shoulder length hair, a spray tan all over her body, a wedding ring, sunglasses, earrings, a bracelet, a tan crop top, short shorts and flip flops with her nails done in a French pedicure and her purse on her shoulder. Please have Trish be extremely rude and materialistic as she looked down on Dave and please have Dave hate his older cousin and be upset that his mom still believes Trish is a kind and nice person. Please have Dave be playing with his stuffed animal upstairs as noon hits and the sun gets brighter outside and have Trish come up grabbing the stuffed animal out of his hands. Please have Dave say the quote "But Trish! He keeps the monsters away!" tears in his eyes and his innocent voice shaking. Please have Trish say the quote" Oh my God! How pathetic! Just come downstairs and I'll give him back to you" she said in her valley girl voice. Please have Trish ask Dave if he can please come with her to the department store to watch try on some clothes and ask him if he can give a second opinion on a trip to the spa. Please have Dave say yes begging for his stuffed animal back. Please have Trish remove her sunglasses, her earrings, her wedding ring, her bracelet, her purse and her flip flops and then immediately lunge on Dave. Please have Dave say the quote "Ow Trish! Please stop it!___ I'm telling mommy on you!" finishing the sentence in Trish's voice even eerily mimicking her bitchy valley girl tone. Please have Dave get up feeling awkward in his new taller and older body as he ran to the mirror feeling his cousin's boobs bouncing as he did and have him scream in Trish's voice at his new reflection cringing at how girly he looked. Please have Dave say the quote "Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl and I don't wanna be you" still with the valley girl tone. Please have Trish say the quote "No thanks I'm good. That's your body from now on. Your new name is Trish and you have a husband. You need to get ready for the spa and the department store. Put on your sunglasses, your bracelet, your earrings, your wedding ring, your purse and your flip flops right now or I'll tear your stuffed bear apart!" Please have Dave worriedly put on his cousin's sunglasses resting them on his forehead, the bracelet, the earrings, the wedding ring, the purse and the flip flops feeling extremely uncomfortable and feminine as he looked down at his new body. Please have Trish say the quote "Now I wanna hear you say your name is Trish and you are 30 years old and that I wish I was you and say it in my valley girl tone" Please have Dave try to say nothing but unwillingly say his name is Trish and he is 30 years old and that Dave wishes he was her and have it be in quoted text. Please have Trish say the quote "Now I wanna see you sit down and place your purse next to you" Please have Dave try to do nothing but unwillingly sit down placing the purse next to him. Please have Trish say the quote "Now I wanna hear you compliment something about your appearance" Please have Dave try to do nothing but have him unwillingly compliment his French pedicure and his spray tan and his crop top and his purse and his flip flops and have it be in quoted text. Please have Trish say the quote "Now I wanna hear you say you can whatever you want cause you're Trish and your stupid husband lets you" Please have Dave try to say nothing but unwillingly say how he can have whatever he wants cause he's Trish and his stupid husband folds for his every need and have it be in quoted text. Please have Trish say the quote "Now finally I wanna see you stand up and put the purse secure over your shoulder and pull the sunglasses down over your eyes and clip clop over to me the way I always do and tell me you're donating my stuffed bear and I'm not getting it back but I still gotta help you out or you'll tell your husband on me" Please have Dave try to say nothing but unwillingly get up putting the purse over his shoulder and pulling the sunglasses down over his eyes and clip clopping over to his own body telling his body that he will be donating his stuffed animal and not be giving it back but he still has to help at the spa and the department store or he'll tell his husband on Dave and have it be in quoted text. Please have Trish in Dave's body tell Dave they're not swapping back and have Dave start crying as he'll miss his family very much as nobody really likes Trish meaning he'll be alone a lot.
Once upon a sunny Saturday afternoon, eight-year-old Dave was clumsily playing with his beloved stuffed animal upstairs at his cousin Trish's house. Sunlight was pouring into the room, highlighting his tousled brown hair and his innocent brown eyes. Dave, dressed comfortably in a t-shirt, jeans, and light-up shoes, was seemingly lost in his own world until his doting playtime was abruptly interrupted by a rather expected source - his snobby cousin Trish. Trish, 30 years old, was Dave's polar opposite in more ways than one. Her black hair tumbled down to her shoulders, nearly hiding the obvious evidence of her spray tan. She constantly wore a tan crop top which barely covered her torso, coupled with her short shorts and flip-flops adorned with a French pedicure. The wedding ring on her finger glowed with a materialistic pride; sunglasses that concealed half her face screamed vanity; earrings, a bracelet, and an ever-present purse on her shoulder completed this picture of materialistic brilliance. "Ugh, Dave, don't you have anything better to do? Give me that," Trish demanded in her valley girl voice, plucking the stuffed animal out of his grasp. "But Trish! He keeps the monsters away!" Dave pleaded, his voice shaking, teary brown eyes darting towards where Mr. Snuggles had been taken away. "Oh my God! How pathetic! Just come downstairs and I'll give him back to you," she jeered. She then unexpectedly invited him to accompany her to the department store and solicited his opinion about a trip to the spa. Left with no choice but to comply if he wanted his prized possession back, a distressed Dave agreed. With that, with an unnatural quickness, Trish abruptly removed her sunglasses, earrings, wedding ring, bracelet, purse, and flip flops, and then lunged onto Dave. "Ow Trish! Please stop!...I'm telling mommy on you!" cried Dave, feeling awkward in this unfamiliar circumstance. Desperately wishing for rescue, Dave got up from the ground, his body taller, older, and becoming increasingly foreign to him. He ran to a nearby mirror on shaky legs, shocked as he noticed his reflection mirroring Trish's appearance. "Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl, and I don't wanna be you!" Dave stammered in the exact tone of the valley girl accent he loathed. "No thanks, I'm good. Your new name is Trish, and you have a husband. Now, get ready for the spa and the department store. Put on those sunglasses, the bracelet, earrings, wedding ring, purse, and flip flops right now, or I'll rip your stuffed bear apart!" retorted the new "Dave" threateningly. In fear and confusion, the new Trish reluctantly followed through. The sight of his transformed body, the process of putting on each piece of jewelry and accessory felt alien but there was no other way out. His own voice echoed in his disbelief, "My name is Trish...and I am 30 years old. I...I wish I was you." Every task demanded by Dave-in-Trish's-body only served to accentuate the bitter realization of their body swap. Compliments about his appearance fell awkwardly from his lips: "I guess...my French pedicure looks nice…and the spray tan…and my crop top…and my purse…and flip flops. I can… I can have whatever I want because I’m Trish and my stupid husband will cave." The final blow came when he had to confirm that he was giving up his beloved stuffed bear; having to promise to care for Trish-in-Dave's-body was a pill too bitter to swallow. Tears welled up in Dave's eyes as he shifted uncomfortably in his new form. "I'll miss you a lot, family," he uttered softly, mourning for the normal life he used to live. Now, trapped in the body of his mean and unpopular cousin, Dave had no choice but to face this new reality alone. A wave of unending sadness washed over him, knowing very well that he had to go on living life disguised as Trish, his innocence lost but his resilience forever etched upon his heart.
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