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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 7 year old Cam being babysat by his 10 year old brother Troy and his friends for the first time alone while his mom was out of town. Troy's mom trusted him to look after Cam and be responsible and keep him safe. While watching Cam,Troy and his friends got into heaps of trouble and mischief vandalizing neighbor's houses and stealing whatever they could. Please have Cam say the quote "Hey Troy, you know mommy says stealing is wrong" Please have Troy say the quote "Shut up Cam! In fact, give me that ball" before tossing Cam's favorite ball into a nearby backyard . Please have Cam struggle to climb over the fence into the backyard to retrieve his ball. Please have 48 year old Sheila MacDonald walk outside to confront Cam. Please have Sheila have short brown hair, brown eyes, be wearing an avocado mask over her face, a pink robe and undershirt and pink flip flops and curlers in her hair. Please have Sheila say the quote "Hey kid! What are you doing in my backyard?" Please have Cam say the quote "My mean brother tossed my ball. I was just trying to get it back" Please have Sheila say the quote "I don't care about any of that. My property! My ball!" before going to grab Cam. Please have Cam say the quote "No please! I just____ wanted my ball back!" before covering his mouth hearing his voice suddenly sound deeper and female with an east coast accent midsentence. Please have Cam look down to see he's taller holding his ball before noticing mounds on his chest and that he was now wearing a robe and flip flops. Please have Troy notice who he believes is Sheila. Please have Troy say the quote "Let's get out of here! It's Mrs. MacDonald! I heard she has a husband. Can't believe someone married that thing" Please have Cam freak as he realized his brother thought he was Sheila as well as realizing Sheila was married as he started walking inside Sheila's house before looking down at the flip flops on his female feet feeling uncomfortable at the clip clop they made as he walked. Please have Cam walk to a nearby mirror looking at his new reflection noticing Sheila's avocado mask covered face instead of his own. Please have Cam say the quote "This isn't fair! My brother tossed my ball in her backyard and I get punished? I hate being a woman. I'm gonna miss mommy so much! I'm probably older than mommy now" in Sheila's east coast accented voice. Please have Cam slip off the flip flops as he tried numerous different ways to end up back in his own body but being unsuccessful. Please have Cam walk back to the living room not noticing his discarded flip flops before accidentally slipping his female feet back into them. Please have Cam clip clop to Sheila's bedroom before collapsing on the ground and starting to cry. Please have the sight of the robe and his female hands and the mounds on his chest and his female feet in the pink flip flops make him sad as he starts crying. Please have Cam say the quote "I would give anything to get one more kiss goodnight from mommy. I don't wanna be a girl. I don't wanna be alone!" in Sheila's east coast accented voice squeezing his female eyes shut not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of Sheila and would never go back to being a boy again.
Once upon a time in a pleasant suburban neighborhood, lived a 7-year-old boy named Cam. His mother was out of town for the first time, entrusting the task of watching over Cam to his 10-year-old brother, Troy. The trust was supposed to be a representation of Troy's growing maturity but instead, it was put to the test. Troy and his pals, feeling above the law without any adult supervision, stirred up wild antics causing pandemonium in their peaceful neighborhood. Their newfound freedom led them into neighboring houses, vandalizing them and stealing whatever they could. In one instance, Cam, clearly bothered by their actions, muttered, "Hey Troy, you know mommy says stealing is wrong." Troy immediately retorted, "Shut up Cam! In fact, give me that ball." He snatched the ball Cam was holding tight and flung it over a fence into a nearby backyard. Cam's heart sank. Determined not to lose his favorite possession, he struggled to climb the fence. Suddenly, Sheila MacDonald, a 48-year-old woman with short brown hair and brown eyes, strolled out onto the deck. Wearing a pink robe with an undershirt and pink flip flops, her face was covered with an avocado mask and her hair set in curlers. "Hey kid! What are you doing in my backyard?" she called out to Cam. "My mean brother tossed my ball. I was just trying to get it back," Cam responded innocently. Without caring for his story, Sheila declared, "I don't care about any of that. My property! My ball!" She started to approach Cam with the intention of grabbing him. "No please! I just..." Cam's voice trailed off, his usual soft boyish tones replacing itself with a deeper, female voice resembling Sheila's distinct east coast accent. He looked down to find he was taller, the ball within his reach, and peculiar mounds on his chest visible under a robe identical to Sheila's. Panic rose within him as he realized he was standing in pink flip flops that weren't his. From afar, Troy observed the interaction and, mistaking Cam for Sheila, cried, "Let's get out of here! It's Mrs. MacDonald! I heard she has a husband. Can't believe someone married that thing." Leaving Cam behind, they bolted away. Cam was befuddled. His heart pounding, he made his way into Sheila's house, feeling very conscious of every clip clop his feet made. He found a mirror, and to his terror, Sheila's avocado masked face stared back at him. "This isn't fair! My brother tossed my ball in her backyard and I get punished? I hate being a woman. I'm gonna miss mommy so much! I'm probably older than mommy now," Cam lamented in Sheila’s voice. He began scrambling, trying everything he could think of to return to his own body, but to no avail. All attempts ended with Cam in Sheila's flip flops, walking towards her bedroom. The sight of his feminine hands and chest, and his feet in the pink flip flops, was too much for him. He fell to the floor, breaking into sobs, "I would give anything to get one more kiss goodnight from mommy. I don't wanna be a girl. I don't wanna be alone!" He wept bitterly, his voice echoing with Sheila's east coast accent. Unbeknownst to him, he was stuck permanently in the body of Sheila, his life as a boy forever faded.
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