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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 12 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where she'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 being very boyish and masculine and what he sounds like as he walks home alone for the first time with permission from his younger 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 aunt's name, age being younger than his mom, birthday and birth year being younger than his mom, height and weight. Include his 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 as well as the girl he had a crush on. Include the girl's name, age, birthday, birth year, height, weight, eye color, hair color and hairstyle and how long he had a crush on her and if she knew. As he walked through the door, he noticed the whole house was empty. Have him blink and suddenly be in a different part of the US. Have him suddenly be wearing sunglasses as he pulled them up to look down. Have him see boobs on his chest as he noticed a skimpy outfit paired with heels of some kind and a purse on his shoulder full of items received from numerous men with descriptions of the items. Reveal that he is in the body of a gold digger and have him realize the woman he's in the body of is a gold digger and reveal how he knows or found out. Reveal the gold digger's name, age being older, birthday, birth year, height, weight and style of outfit as he looked around the new area he was. Have him freak out at his new reflection realizing he was now in the body of a gold digger before running away to another area. Have him look at the purse and the shoes removing the sunglasses from his face and the purse and the sandals before walking up to get something to drink. Have him try to order a normal coffee but unwillingly order a gold digger style coffee instead that has a lot of snobby comments and have it be in quoted text mentioning the purse like it was his purse before mentioning how she could use any man with the way she looks. The swap is permanent.
In the humble heart of Topeka, Kansas, there resided an impressionable lad named Jerry Anderson. Born under the clear azure sky of July 17, 2012, Jerry sported the classical features of a young Caucasian boy with dirt speckled blue eyes and a mop of messy caramel blond hair. Standing at a modest height of 5'2" with a healthy weight of 105 pounds, Jerry donned a simple wardrobe of a denim jacket over a superhero t-shirt and khaki pants, his feet shielded by worn-out ruby trainers. His zeal and excitement echoed in his soft voice, resonating boyish charm and innocence. Jerry was born to the loveable and nurturing Emily Anderson, a petite woman born on June 10, 1986, who stood 5'4" and weighed 130 pounds. On the day of Jerry's consequential journey, Emily had just turned 38, two years older than her sister, the vivacious Hazel Richards, born January 14, 1988. Hazel, with a height of 5'7" and hovering at 140 pounds, had younger brother, Ethan Richards, born February 22, 1990, about 5'9" and 155 pounds, whose existence didn't touch Jerry's realm due to certain estrangements. Jerry's father, Thomas Anderson, born January 3, 1985, with a height of 6'1" and 170 pounds, was not in their lives due to his reckless lifestyle choices and constant pursuit of thrill. Dou Louisa, a pearl-clad kindly woman with a height of 5'5" and weight of 150 pounds, born on the calm morning of April 14, 1950, served as Jerry's primary confidante. With the anticipation of going to Grandma Louisa's, Jerry shivered in excitement thinking about sharing the independence of his lone walk with his mom and grandma. In the corner of his room, his beloved stuffed tiger lay next to the loyal Sandy, his golden retriever, whose ears perked up at Jerry's preparations. Jerry's heart also throbbed for Beatrice "Bea" James, a pretty girl with emerald eyes and curly chestnut hair, born on August 23, 2012, standing at 5'1" and weighing 100 pounds. Bea, his silent crush since past two years, remained oblivious to his feelings. As Jerry stepped into his house after the adventurous journey, he found it was vacant. Blinking in disbelief, he felt the world around him spin, and all of a sudden, he was no longer in the cozy environment of Topeka. He looked around to grasp Los Angeles' dazzling skyline. He looked down and saw cleavage where a Superman logo should have been. He was wearing a pink halter top, a daring miniskirt, strappy skyscraper heels, and sunglasses perched on his nose. A heavy duty designer handbag hung on his shoulder, filled with expensive men-gifted items like diamond-studded watch, multiple credit cards, fancy cell-phone, and even a mini bottle of champagne. He shivered realizing the transformation. He was in the body of Madison Devereaux, the infamous golddigger born on July 14, 1984, standing at 5'8", and weighing 135 pounds. Known for her voluptuous figure, luxurious blonde curls, and striking blue eyes, Madison had a reputation that preceded her. The proof was in the purse filled with items from her male 'benefactors', her extravagant attire, and her residence in the ostentatious quarters of LA. Staring at his new reflection, Jerry screamed in panic, the sounds ricocheting off the marble floors. He shakily removed his sunglasses, dropped his expensive handbag on the floor, and scampered off to the nearest café. As Jerry approached the counter to order a simple black coffee, his new throaty voice, laced with an egoistic smile and flirtatious undertones, asked: "Could you perhaps, fix me a raised pinky Organic, Fair Trade, Single-Origin, micro-lot mocha? Ah! liking my Birkin bag, huh? Can't find a dress or a man that can resist this," said Madison, indicating her fashionable attire and unrivaled beauty. This was a ghastly transformation and Jerry had an idea that it was permanent.
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