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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, 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 young 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. 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. Have him blink and suddenly be in a different part of the US as he looks down seeing a tank top and shorts and flip flops with his fingernails and toenails painted with his tan skin before realizing he's wearing sunglasses over his eyes with a large purse resting on his shoulder. Have 5 other women all dressed similarly to the woman the boy ends up in the body of all walk up to him with one of them speaking Spanish asking the boy what is wrong with her have it be in quoted text and Spanish and translated and them mention doing something women would do together on a beach. Describe the woman who's body the 6 year old ends up in being a woman and include a detailed description of the woman including her name, age being much older than his mom, older than his dad, where she's from, birthday, birth year, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what she's wearing accessories and jewelry included it all being traditional style and one piece of traditional jewelry. Include all 5 women's names, ages whether they are younger or older, who they are to the woman whether they are family or friends, where they're from, include birthdays, birth years, heights, weights, hair colors, hairstyles, eye colors and what they're wearing outfit, accessories and jewelry included it all being traditional style and one piece of traditional jewelry. Have the boy look down at the flip flops on his feet innocently before sticking his foot out shaking from how uncomfortable he was. Have him try to pull the sunglasses up and take the purse off his shoulder before one of the woman's friends rushes over shoving them back on his face and the purse back on his shoulder and saying come on bitch you need to show these young boys you're not interested in them and you need to flaunt your stuff around and show the world you are a proud Spanish woman and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy look down at his new mature female body in the bikini and the flip flops causing tears to form in his eyes. Have him try to walk normally clip clopping like a woman before tripping in the sand and yelling a Spanish curse word and have it be in quoted text. Have the boy sit down in one of the chairs the women bought as he spots a cooler and walks over to open it spotting Coca-Cola he likes to drink before grabbing one and sitting down. Have the boy go to open the Coca-Cola before one of the other women swipes it before shoving a Spanish alcoholic beverage in his hand instead with the brand of the it mentioned. Have the woman look at her friend laughing as she said come on girl don't be drinking the little kid stuff get yourself a nice real woman drink and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy worriedly look at the drink and take a sip gagging at the taste but swallowing it anyway. Have the boy say how he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and how he doesn't wanna be a girl and how scary it is being a girl quietly to himself and have it be in quoted text and fluent Spanish. Have the boy somehow realize he's older than his mom now and making his heartbeat increase as he started crying. Have the boy unwillingly cross his legs. Have the boy squeeze his eyes shut realizing he was permanently stuck in the body of the woman and would never be a boy again.
Once upon a time in the small town of Dahlberg, Iowa, there was a six-year-old boy named Jackson Elias Brandon. Born on March 30, 2018 - a Scorpio by constellation - he was a healthy 45-inch boy who weighed a decent 51 pounds. Jackson sported a headful of curly light brown hair haphazardly styled into a mushroom cut. His emerald green eyes sparkled with merriment and curiosity behind a fringe. The day he first walked home alone from school, he was dressed in his favorite Power Rangers T-shirt, a pair of green shorts, and Spiderman-themed running shoes. Jackson's voice resonated with boyish innocence and soft fear simultaneously as he treaded on the path leading to his house by himself for the first time. His mother, Emily Walton Brandon, 26 years old and born on August 8, 1997, was a woman of height 5'6" with a slender body weight of 125 lbs. She was the one to grant Jackson this thrilling first-time experience. Emily's voice lilted gently, camouflaging her anxiety when she gave him permission to walk home alone. Jackson's absentee father was William Brandon, 34 years old, born on January 5, 1990. Standing 6 feet tall, he had an average build, weighing 175 lbs. Jackson could only remember his father from an old photograph Emily had shown him. Completing Jackson’s small world was his grandma, Martha Walton. Born February 16, 1962, Martha was seventy-two, standing at a petite 5'4" and weighing around 158 lbs. Jackson was eager to share his first walk home alone with his mum and grandma. He looked forward to hugging Melvin, his stuffed panda, and Bruno, his loyal dog while sharing the tales of his adventurous walk. However, in the blink of an eye, his world changed completely. Suddenly, Jackson found himself standing on a densely populated beach. The weather was warmer, and the terrain was different. Staring down in alarm, Jackson discovered that he was clad in a brightly colored tank top and a pair of shorts. His bare feet were shod in flip flops, exposing his painted toenails. Beneath a pair of stylish sunglasses, he could see his now tanned hands and the painted fingernails. Over his shoulder rested a large flamingo printed purse. The mirror image startled Jackson. A stunningly beautiful woman looked back at him - jet-black hair styled in soft waves reaching the mid back, sparkling brown eyes, and an athletic, tanned body measuring a perfect height of 5’10” and weight of 180 pounds. Jackson was in the body of Marisol Gonzalez, Jessica Gonzalez's 35-year-old sister who was born November 16, 1988. Five women rapidly approached him - Patricia (Pat), Luisa, Eugenia, Valeria, and Helena. They seemed to be Marisol's friends. They were all in their early thirties, all approximately 5’6” tall, and they weighed between 145 and 155 pounds. All had dark, curly hair and friendly brown eyes. They too sported colorful, traditional swimsuits, with a wide variety of vibrant beads, bangles, and anklets glinting against their tanned skin. When Jackson seemed troubled, Patricia, a 34-year-old Miami native and Marisol's best friend, approached him, asking in Spanish, "¿Qué pasa, Marisol? ¿Estás bien?" (What's wrong, Maristol? Are you okay?) She even suggested a girls' day out on the beach to make him feel better. Despite the awkwardness, Jackson mimicked Marisol’s stride, struggling to walk on the flip flops. He struggled to lift the sunglasses and the heavy purse from his shoulder. But, Eugenia, Marisol’s childhood friend, brushed the purse back onto his shoulder and pushed the sunglasses back onto his face, exclaiming, “Vamos, chica, necesitas mostrarle a estos chicos jóvenes que no tienes interés en ellos y necesitas lucir tu estilo por el mundo. ¡Eres una mujer española orgullosa!” (Come on, girl, you need to show these young boys you're not interested in them. Flaunt your stuff and show the world you are a proud Spanish woman!") Tears welled up in Jackson’s eyes as Eugenia’s words sank in. He attempted to walk as Marisol would, but the flip flops betrayed him, and he stumbled clumsily onto the sandy shore, swearing out loud, “¡Maldita sea!” Sitting in a beach chair with a Coca Cola he had discovered in a cooler, Luisa, Marisol’s cousin, quickly replaced his beverage with a bottle of Jose Cuervo - a popular Spanish alcoholic drink. With an impish grin, she chortled, “Vamos, chica, no tomes esa bebida infantil. ¡Agarra una bebida de mujer auténtica!” (Come on, girl, don't drink that kid's stuff. Get yourself a real woman drink!) Taking a sip from the foreign bottle, Jackson glanced at his new companions, his heart racing with fear and uncertainty. He whispered to himself "Voy a extrañar a mamá y a la abuela. No quiero ser una chica. Es aterrador ser una chica." (I’m going to miss mom and grandma. I don’t want to be a girl. It’s scary being a girl.) Finally accepting the jarring reality, he realized with a start that he was older than his mother. His small sobs resonated on the deserted beach, a heartbreaking combination of fear and sadness. He automatically crossed his legs, a move that accentuated his feminine side. Closing his eyes, Jackson acknowledged that he was now permanently stuck in Marisol's body, and life as a boy was something he would never experience again.
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