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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 he 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 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 mom very much as nobody likes Trish.
Once upon a time in a neighborhood bathed in sunlight, an innocent eight-year-old boy named Dave found himself at his thirty-year-old cousin, Trish's house. His brown hair and eyes shone under the noonday sun, his jeans and light-up shoes a stark contrast to the elegant, sun-soaked estate. Dave felt out of place but clung to his favorite stuffed animal, it was his only comfort in this unfamiliar place. Trish, on the other hand, was the epitome of high-maintenance. Black flowing hair kissed her tanned, spray-painted shoulders. She wore a tan crop top and short shorts, living every bit of the valley girl life. Her fingers and toes featured a perfect French manicure, and her jewelry sparkled against her tan skin. Sunglasses perched on her nose completed the look. Her indifference towards Dave weighed heavily on the young boy's heart. As Dave played with his stuffed animal upstairs, Trish came to the room. Without a word, she grabbed the toy from his hands, drawing tears to his eyes. "But Trish! He keeps the monsters away!" He exclaimed, his innocent voice trembling. "Oh my God! How pathetic! Just come downstairs, and I'll give him back to you," Trish said dismissively, her valley girl tone making Dave cringe. Dave was then asked to accompany Trish to a department store and provide a second opinion on her spa treatments. Dave reluctantly said yes, all to get back his beloved stuffed animal, unaware of what lay ahead. Before heading out, Trish shed her accessories, effectively stripping off all the fancies. She then lunged onto Dave, making him shout in anguish, "Ow Trish! Please stop it!___ I'm telling mommy on you!" To his surprise, he finished the sentence in Trish's voice, mimicking her valley girl tone. Dave stood up awkwardly, feeling an unfamiliar bounce as he ran to the mirror. His eyes widened at his new reflection, mirroring Trish's feminine appearance. "Please swap us back! I don't wanna be a girl, and I don't wanna be you," he pleaded in his new voice, his eight-year-old innocence lost in it. Trish, now in Dave's body, smirked at his plea. "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!" Fearing for his stuffed animal, Dave hesitantly put on each accessory, his adolescent discomfort apparent in his dressed up appearance. Trish then began her manipulative game, making him repeat phrases and instigate actions that were not his own. Dave found himself actually saying, "My name is Trish. I am 30 years old. I wish I was her," the words tasting like syrupy poison. Trish continued to manipulate him, making him compliment his appearance, affirming his materialistic desires, and even making him threaten herself. She put on a show, having him stand up, put on his purse over his shoulder, clip-clopping to where she now was, telling her about the stuffed animal and the condition to help at the spa and the department store: "I will be donating my stuffed animal and not be giving it back, but I still have to help you at the spa and the department store, or I'll tell my husband on you." Trish, now in Dave's body, delivered a bitter pill to swallow, "We're not swapping back." Dave could only cry at her declaration, the reality of never seeing his mom as her son again sinking in. His tears poured, resolving to make it through this situation, no matter how many people disliked Trish.
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