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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 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where he'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 and what he sounds like as he walks home alone for the first time with permission from his older mom. Include his mom's name, age, birthday and birth year, height, and weight. Include his dad's name, age being the same as his mom, birthday and birth year being the same as his mom, height and weight and have him not be in his son's life and explain why. Include his older sister's name, age being much older than her brother, birthday and birth year, height and weight. 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 he walked through the door, he blinked and his whole world shifted. Have him look around seeing a crowded peer full of people nearby. Have him suddenly notice the weight of a purse confusing him as he wondered if he was just wearing a purse for some strange reason as he innocently looked at it. Have his gaze shift down to his body getting worried as he saw a tank top, shorts and flip flops with his fingernails and toenails painted and tattoos and jewelry and the contents of the purse included and other things the woman might have. Reveal he's in the body of a woman. Reveal her name, age being in her 50s, race being white, what state she's from being in the east coast with the state named, what she's wearing, where she's at, height, weight, birthday being a few months before his aunt possibly in the previous year and birth year and her relationship status. Have him try to say he misses his mom but unwillingly step forward saying he misses someone in the woman's life and have it be in quoted text using east coast slang unwillingly saying who the person is the woman missed as well as talking about getting her hair done up again and a trip to the spa. The swap is permanent. Have him spot a nearby restaurant walking in and looking at the menu. Have him pull some money out of the purse intending to buy ice cream but unwillingly order something more mature and womanly to eat and drink and have it be in quoted text using east coast slang unwillingly mentioning someone in her life and how she can't wait to see the person complimenting them before looking at her flip flops and admiring her nails as well as her hair and the purse she bought. Have the boy say how he really misses his mommy and grandma and wants to go home and have it be in quoted text using east coast slang unwillingly mentioning her mother and aunt.
Meet Joshua Fisher, a charming, lively, six-year-old boy born on August 8, 2018. Joshua is a white Caucasian from the heartland of Illinois. He's a pretty average size for his age, standing at about 3 feet 10 inches tall and weighing around 46 lbs. Joshua is quite recognizable due to his distinctive mop of curly blonde hair, long enough to fall into his radiant blue eyes, atop a freckled face that is always beaming with boundless energy. On this momentous day of walking home alone for the first time, he’s sported a vibrant red polo, playful cargo shorts, and a pair of blue sneakers. Joshua's voice is soft, chirpy even, punctuated by a slight midwestern twang that bounces about innocently whenever he pronounces his 'a's and ‘o’s. As he shuffles down the sidewalk, the sounds of his footsteps resonate through the quiet afternoon, creating a rhythm of hesitant yet curious beats. Joshua's mom, Margaret Fisher, born on February 1, 1974, is a spry 50-year-old, a touch heavier with 172 lbs distributed across her 5 feet 6 inches tall frame. Despite her age, there is a certain spark of youth in her green eyes. Joshua's father, Jack Fisher, a man of equal age and Margaret's high school sweetheart, is absent due to work commitments overseas since shortly after Joshua's birth. He's a solid figure, 6 feet 4 inches tall and 205 lbs. Margaret and Jack share the same birthday and were born in the same year. Rachel, Joshua's older sister, born on March 10, 1994, is much older than Joshua at 30 years old. She's about 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighs around 140 lbs. Joshua also has Aunt Emma, who is 47 years old, born a few years after his mom on September 22, 1977. Emma is petite, standing 5 feet 2 inches tall, and she weighs 130 lbs. There's also Uncle George, Emma's younger brother, born on November 7, 1980, just 44 years old. He's a bit taller and bulkier than Emma, at 6 feet and 185 lbs. George isn't present due to his academic duties - he teaches history at a university. Mabel, Joshua's doting grandma, born on October 5, 1952, is 72. She's still strong for her age, 5 feet 4 inches tall, and weighs about 150 lbs. Joshua was looking forward to telling his incredible solo journey stories to his mom and grandma, hugging his favorite stuffed animal, Mr. Binky, and feeding his dog, Sparky. But as he walked through the door of his home after an adventurous day, he blinked, and his world shifted drastically. Suddenly, Joshua found himself in the middle of a crowded pier, people bustling around him. Confused, he felt an unfamiliar weight on his shoulder - a purse. He looked down at himself, and his heart quickly filled with bewilderment. He's now looking at a tank top, bright floral shorts, flip flops, and painted nails. His skin adorned with tattoos and shimmering jewelry. The purse held lipstick, a cell phone, a wallet, and other womanly accouterments. Terrified, Joshua glanced at his reflection in the shiny surface of a nearby food cart. Staring back at him was a woman in her 50s. He knew her as Diane Johnson, a white woman from New York, born on January 15, 1969. Diane was an attractive woman, about 5 feet 9 inches tall, weighing 175 lbs. She had chosen not to marry but had a loving network of nieces, nephews, and extended family members. Trying to voice his alarm, Joshua spoke, but the words that slipped were not of a six-year-old. "I miss my bro, Louie," he heard himself say in a thick east coast accent that was not his own. "I could do with another trip to that classy salon downtown, spruce myself up real nice, maybe follow it up with a spa visit. Get all the works, ya know?" Unable to grasp what seemed happening, he spotted a nearby seafood restaurant. He instinctively reached for the wallet in the purse, hoping to attempt buying an ice cream as he would have usually done. Instead, a mature order left his lips, ""Hey there, lemme have the grilled calamari and a glass of your finest Chardonnay. And tell Johnny I can't wait to see him at tonight's show. He's been smashin' it! Oh and check out the flip flops I got on clearance, ain't they darlin’? Gorgeous like my new manicure and hairstyle and my bag." He then added, "Can’t wait to see my mother and aunt Martha." His heart ached for his mother, his confused innocence longing for a comforting, familiar face. But there was a woman named Diane looking back at him from every mirror, Diane, who missed her mother as he missed his own. And as he stepped further into this foreign world, he knew things would never quite be the same again.
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