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Question: Write a long and thorough and detailed 180 numbered sentences story the way I type about a boy with a description of his name, age being just turned 5, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, race being white, hair color and style and eye color. His older mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His older aunt's name, age being 14 years older than his mom, height being shorter than his mom, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to his aunt's house for the first time. Have him knock on her door and have her answer. Have her be wearing platform sandals and describe the rest of her outfit in detail and describe the platform sandals in detail with her hair short and her nails done with the color mentioned in detail and have her be wearing tons of jewelry with the jewelry mentioned in detail including a wedding ring described in detail. Have him be holding some money he intended on spending with a girl he had a crush on who was his age when his aunt snatched the money. Have the boy beg for his money back and have it be in quoted text in lisped English. Have his aunt tell him no and that she'd rather spend it on _____ and that he's too young for a girl anyway and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks speaking in a very mature feminine tone mentioning something she wanted to do for herself with the money. Have him get bummed as he walked inside her house. Have her tell her nephew she's going out to ____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks mentioning the very same thing she said she'd rather spend his money on. Have the boy take off his shoes and socks with the intention of getting his money back. Have him spot a photo of his mom and aunt together from when they were younger together. Have him go upstairs approaching his aunt's room opening the door. Have him spot the money he was looking for walking towards it. Have him grab his money triumphantly when his aunt's wedding ring shot out of nowhere attaching itself to him. Have him stumble out of the bedroom downstairs to the living room still holding the money. Have him be frantically trying to remove it calling it girly and saying it was gross and auntie said it was for her hand only and have it be in quoted text in lisped English. Have his aunt walk out of another room smiling at him and have her say something ominous and have it be in quoted text. Have him say auntie what's going on and have it be in quoted text in lisped English. Have his clothes slowly evaporate and disappear leaving him confused and worried. Have his feet start cracking and aging into womanly feet complete with his aunt's nail polish mentioning the same color and being detailed with the transformation. Have him freak out looking at the photo of his mom and aunt for comfort yelling to his mom in the photo for help saying he didn't wanna be a girl or become his auntie and he didn't wanna be married to his uncle and have it be in quoted text in lisped English. Have his aunt tell him another ominous thing about the transformation and have it be in quoted text as she slowly turned into him already fully done becoming her nephew. Include a step by step process of his legs and torso and chest and arms and fingers and head and hair and ears and eyes and eyebrows and eyelashes and lips and teeth and nose and voice maturing into his aunt's with detailed descriptions on everything becoming womanly and feminine even mentioning him getting his aunt's boobs in the story. Have him start off begging for these changes to stop in his innocent childlike way but unwillingly using his aunt's feminine speech patterns and mature language and have it be in quoted text as he unwillingly mentioned feminine things about his body and wanting to do womanly things being specific on what he was saying. Have him look at his aunt who now looked like him and beg her to change him back and have it be in quoted text referring to himself as her by mistake. Have his aunt say no and to enjoy your life as me your name is ___ you're __ years old you have a husband you were born on ____ __ ____ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks. Have his aunt's identical outfit and the rest of her jewelry start forming on him from earlier as his memories started altering midsentence until he only remembered being his aunt. Have him say oh no mommy help me please mommy i---- wait what why am i referring to ____ as my mommy she's my _____ sister and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks referring to his mom by her first name and now fully believing he was his aunt and talking exactly like her. Have her look around her living room confused before looking down at herself before spotting the money confused. Have her say that's strange i remember putting that in my ____ after taking it from my ne___ _____ why is it down here? why am i still home? Jesus ___ ___ ____ you're __ years old did i drink too much ____ again i was supposed to go out and get ____ and ___ like i told my ne___ and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks addressing herself by her full name and mentioning the exact same thing she had mentioned earlier when she first took her nephew's money. Have reality change and have her flashback to just moments before now remembering closing the door after talking to her nephew and taking his money and walking upstairs and standing in her room and kicking off her platform sandals and suddenly have her remember she was searching for her wedding ring which found before getting scared of it for some reason and have it be in quoted text once again questioning if she had too much to drink saying lecturing herself for being afraid of the wedding ring that signified her marriage to her loving husband specifying how she loved wearing it and tightening its grip on her finger and admiring it. Have her suddenly see her nephew startled by his presence and have it be in quoted text. Have her then say you're not getting your money back you're too young for a girl don't make me call your mother or your uncle and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks. Have her grab the money putting it in whatever she's wearing as she grabbed her purse throwing it over her shoulder and her car keys and slipped into another pair of her shoes and left the house to go do what she wanted with her nephew's money and include which shoes they were. Have her eventually get done getting home and start walking back into the house walking back in and setting her purse down and kicking off those shoes and walking to the living room couch. Have her say that was such good timing for ___ to have money in his hand for me to spend on my ____ that way i don't have to use any of my own money i still have ____ dollars left and have it be in quoted text filing in the blanks happy her nephew had just enough money for her to spend and mentioning doing the exact same thing with the money she had mentioned earlier. Have her then say i'm thirsty i feel like pouring myself a nice glass of ____ or perhaps some _____ cause I might need something stronger than wine and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks not just mentioning the brand she was pouring and what it was. Have her sit down on the couch with her drink sipping it as she chuckled to herself. Have her look at the same photo from earlier now seeing it in a different light smiling looking down at her body. Have her say wow i remember this photo me and ____ were ____ together about __ years ago i've always been the hotter old___ sister my as____ and ___ always looked more attractive than hers even all these years later and have it be in quoted text filing in the blanks cringing at something about her own appearance. Have her then get up and walk upstairs to her room. Have her spot her platform sandals picking them up and taking them downstairs. Have her seductively sit down with them and slip them onto her feet slowly as she thought about her husband with a step by step process of all the flirty things she did while putting them on her feet and be very specific with precise details of her putting each shoe on her feet in every way. Have her admire the sandals on her feet and the way they made her hips and thighs feel. Have her say how she loves being a woman and being able to wear shoes like these ____ and clothes like these ____ and having jewelry like these ___ and a wedding ring that's ____ and nails like these ____and have it be in quoted text filling in the blanks speaking in a very mature posh womanly way specifying what she's referencing before saying she could never dream of being a boy. Have her look down at her wedding ring thinking about her husband and have it be in quoted text deciding to touch up on her outfit to look more attractive for her husband mentioning him by name and mentioning the part of her outfit he would the most and why being very specific and seductive mentioning a risque part of her body also mentioning how she decided to wear the platform sandals just for him and why she did. Have her then contemplate how she's gonna go up to her bedroom and pose on the bed while she waits for him to get home and have it be in quoted text mentioning what she should do with her legs but only wear the platforms in the bed and nothing else mentioning the number of years she's been married to her husband. Have her then think about her nephew and how to get him to leave so she and her husband can have fun together and have it be in quoted text. Have her then get up practicing her seductive walk and have her pretend her husband is home saying flirty things to him but unwillingly being very corny making references to celebrities from when she was growing up and unwillingly sounding very old quoting old movies and have it be in quoted text before chuckling and making fun of herself using her nickname instead of her first name for being the age she is mentioning her age and specify the outdated things she mentioned saying she sounded old and reminded herself she wasn't young anymore. Have her further mention a few female celebrities she's older than have it be in quoted text being very specific but only mentioning female celebrities born after the year she was born in and have her mention seeing an older movie when it first came out in theaters and what year and how old she was being specific. Have her then mention not knowing how something worked and have it be in quoted text and have it be something she used to know how to use in her old life as the 5 year old nephew not even calling it by the right name now and have it be a real app that people use being very specific. Have her then walk upstairs touching up on some stuff about her appearance in anticipation for her husband getting thinking about all the years they've been married and have it be in quoted text as she said how much she gets excited when she thinks about cuddling with him and specify what she's touching up on or adding to her outfit. Have her get undressed until she's only wearing her platform sandals and have her crawl on the bed lying on her back and putting her legs up as waiting for her husband to get home. Have her flashback to how she got the platform sandals and have it be in quoted text and how long she's had them and how much they cost her and where she got them remembering the effort she put into fighting for them and specify what she had to do. Have her think her husband is about to walk in the room but have it not be him and include in the story what she actually did end up hearing. Have her dream about her childhood and specify what time period she's dreaming about and what she's wearing and what she's doing and have her flash forward to her wedding day and what year it was and what she was wearing and where she got married and then flash to recently with her husband and then have her dream she's embracing her husband and her platform sandals were in the air then have her wake up thinking her it was real and apologizing to her husband for possibly kicking him in the head with her sandals and have it be in quoted text calling him a pet name and being specific on which one she used using a very seductive pet name. Have her wake up fully and realize she wasn't actually embracing her husband. Have her never remember her old life ever. Have her husband text her saying he's gonna be gone indefinitely bumming her out even more. Have her justify why he's gone still being bummed and have it be in quoted text. Have her once again flash back to freaking out about her wedding ring for some reason cringing and criticizing her weird behavior and saying i really hope my husband doesn't find out about me losing my wedding ring then freaking out when i found it and have it be in quoted text lecturing herself to be ladylike and act her age mentioning her age. Have the real aunt now in her nephew's body smile triumphantly at her second youth saying she was so happy to steal her nephew's life and have it be in quoted text feeling happy he would never know the childhood he never had and he would never get to have a girlfriend.
Once upon a time, in the sunny state of California, there was a boy named Jacob who had just turned 5 years old. Jacob was a sweet little boy full of curiosity and energy. He stood at 3 feet 7 inches tall and weighed about 40 pounds. Jacob's birthday was on April 6, 2018, marking the beginning of his life's adventures. He had bright blue eyes and short blonde hair styled in messy waves. He was a happy-go-lucky child who loved playing outside and making new friends. Jacob lived with his mother, Eliza, who was an older woman at the age of 39. Eliza was a kind-hearted lady, standing at 5 feet 6 inches tall, weighing around 140 pounds. She had long, auburn hair that she liked to keep straight, and her eyes were a sparkling green. Eliza's birthday was January 17, 1984, making her a pragmatic and caring mother who always put Jacob's needs first. Jacob also had an older aunt named Susanne, who was 14 years older than Eliza, making her 53 years old. Susanne was shorter than Eliza, standing at 5 feet 4 inches, and weighing around 130 pounds. Her birthday was on March 22, 1970. She had short, jet-black hair styled in a chic bob and deep brown eyes that seemed to hold countless stories. Although older, Susanne dressed fashionably and had a spirited personality. Jacob's grandma, Marion, was a sprightly 73-year-old woman. She stood at 5 feet 2 inches tall, weighed around 115 pounds, and her birthday was on November 30, 1949. Marion had silver hair that she wore in a neat bun, and her eyes were a warm shade of hazel. She was the glue that held the family together with her old-fashioned wisdom and loving nature. One sunny afternoon, Jacob decided to visit his Aunt Susanne's house for the first time. As he approached the door, he clutched a small amount of money in his tiny hand, money he intended to spend with a girl he had a crush on at preschool. Jacob, being only 5, had no notion that love affairs were typically the domain of older children and grownups. He reached the front door, took a deep breath, and knocked. The door swung open to reveal Aunt Susanne, who was quite glamorous that day. She was wearing platform sandals with a 4-inch heel that had a cork base and were covered with sparkling rhinestones. She wore a flowing, bohemian-style maxi dress adorned with paisley patterns in shades of blue and green. Her jewelry was abundant—a statement necklace with turquoise gems, multiple gold bangles, and rings on almost every finger, including a wedding ring with a beautiful emerald centerpiece. Her nails were painted a vivid crimson red, and her short black hair was perfectly styled. "Hello, Jacob!" she greeted him warmly, her tone very mature and feminine. Jacob shyly presented the money he was holding in his hand. Just as he was about to explain what he wanted to do with it, Aunt Susanne snatched the money from his grasp. "Auntie, pwease give me back my money!" Jacob pleaded in his cute, lisped English. "No, Jacob," Aunt Susanne replied firmly. "I'd rather spend it on a new pair of shoes I've had my eye on. Besides, you're too young for a girl anyway." She spoke with the airy assurance of someone who knew exactly what they wanted. Jacob's face dropped, and he looked utterly bummed as he walked inside her house. "I'm going out to buy those shoes now," Susanne said, still clutching the money tightly. Jacob watched her put on another pair of shoes, this time some elegant black heels, and stepped out the door, leaving him standing forlornly in the hallway. Jacob took off his shoes and socks, knowing he was not allowed to wear them inside Aunt Susanne’s pristine house. As he wandered around, he spotted a photo of his mother and aunt taken many years ago. In it, they looked happy and carefree, arms around each other, their faces full of joy. Determined to retrieve his money, Jacob crept upstairs and quietly pushed open the door to his aunt's bedroom. His eyes quickly located the bills lying on a vanity table. He sprinted over and grabbed the money triumphantly, feeling a wave of relief. Just as he was about to leave the room, Aunt Susanne's wedding ring inexplicably shot out of nowhere, attaching itself to his finger. Panic surged through Jacob as he stumbled out of the room, clutching the money in one hand and frantically trying to remove the ring with the other. "Ewww, it's girly! Auntie said it was for her hand only!" he cried in his lisped English. Aunt Susanne suddenly appeared at the bottom of the stairs, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Oh Jacob, there are things you don't yet understand," she said ominously. "Auntie, what's going on?" Jacob asked nervously as his clothes began to evaporate, disappearing from his small frame, leaving him even more confused and worried. His feet started to change first, cracking and aging until they became delicate, womanly feet complete with his aunt’s crimson nail polish. He stared in horror as his feet transformed. "M-mommy, help me!" he yelled at the photo downstairs. "I don't wanna be a girl! I don't wanna become Auntie! I don't wanna be married to Uncle Tom!" "Oh, Jacob, the transformation is just beginning," Aunt Susanne said as she turned into him, fully transforming into her nephew while Jacob's body continued to morph. Jacob's legs elongated and grew shapely, his torso slimmed and curved, his chest swelled into fully formed breasts. His fingers lengthened, and graceful nails painted red sprouted at the tips. His arms lithely sculpted, and his shoulders broadened softly. His head began to change last. His short hair grew down to his shoulders and styled itself into the same chic bob as his aunt. His mouth pouted as his lips plumped, his teeth rearranged themselves neatly, and his nose and cheekbones refined into softer, womanly shapes. His eyelashes fluttered longer, and his eyebrows arched beautifully as his eyes turned a deep brown. He opened his mouth to scream but out came his aunt’s elegant, mature voice. Jacob tried to beg for these changes to stop, using his innocent childlike way but found himself speaking in his aunt's feminine speech patterns. "Please, I don't want to have these... these," he unintentionally mentioned, "boobs. I don't want to wear these... these heels and this jewelry." He looked over at Aunt Susanne who now looked like him. "Please, change me back!" he begged, referring to himself now as her by mistake. "No, Jacob. Enjoy your life as me. Your name is Susanne, you're 53 years old, you have a husband. You were born on March 22, 1970," came the final statement from the new Aunt Jacob. The identical outfit and jewelry including the emerald ring that Susanne had worn before began forming on Jacob. His memories started altering mid-sentence until he only knew his life as Susanne. "Oh no, Mommy! Help me please, Mommy I... wait, why am I referring to Eliza as my mommy? She's my mom's sister," he said, now fully believing he was Susanne. Susanne, who was now in Jacob's old body, looked around the living room confused before looking at herself and spotting the money. "That's strange, I remember putting that in my pocket after taking it from my nephew, Jacob. Why is it down here? Why am I still home? Jesus Susanne Brooks, you're 53 years old. Did I drink too much wine again? I was supposed to go out and get new shoes like I told my nephew." Reality seemed to shift as Susanne (formerly Jacob) remembered closing the door after taking the money, walking upstairs, kicking off her sandals, and later searching for her wedding ring. "Did I lose my ring and then freak out when I found it? Susanne, don't be ridiculous. Act your age!" she scolded herself while admiring her ring's tightening grip on her finger. Now, the real Jacob in his aunt's body remembered calling out to him, "You're not getting your money back. You're too young for a girl. Don't make me call your mother or your uncle Tom,” as she put the money into her dress pocket, grabbed her purse and car keys, slipped into another pair of shoes, and left the house. Jacob returned home later, set her purse down, and kicked off her shoes, walking to the living room couch. "That was such good timing for Jacob to have money in his hand for me to spend on my new shoes. Now I don't have to use any of my money. I still have twenty dollars left," she happily said. Susanne felt a bit thirsty. "I'm thirsty, I feel like pouring myself a nice glass of Chardonnay or perhaps some bourbon. I might need something stronger than wine," she decided, pouring herself a drink while thinking about how fortuitous the day had turned out. Looking at the same photo from before with a new perspective, Susanne smiled. "Wow, I remember this photo. Eliza and I were at that carnival about fifteen years ago. I've always been the hotter older sister. My eyes always looked more attractive than hers, even all these years later," she said, cringing at the thought but knowing it was true. Feeling nostalgic, Susanne walked upstairs to her room to touch up some points of her appearance. She spotted her platform sandals, picked them up, and took them back downstairs, seductively sitting and slowly slipping them onto her feet as she thought about Tom with every delicate gesture, admiring the way the sandals accentuated her hips and thighs. "I love being a woman, being able to wear shoes like these, clothes like these, jewelry like these, and a wedding ring that’s as beautiful as this, with nails as well-kept as mine. I could never dream of being a boy," she said with posh delight. Admiring her reflection and glancing at her ring, Susanne thought about Tom, her husband. Finally, she declared, "I need to touch up my outfit to look more attractive for Tom. He loves the way my hips sway in this dress. I think I'll wear only my platform sandals in bed tonight and nothing else, and wait for him to come home. It's our 25th wedding anniversary tomorrow." Susanne then thought about her nephew. "How can I get Jacob to leave so Tom and I can have fun?" she pondered, still practicing her seductive walk. Pretending Tom was already home, she made flirtatious remarks. "Hey handsome, wanna dance with your old woman? Remember that time you said I looked like Vivian from Pretty Woman?" she chuckled as she calmly made fun of herself. "Oh Susanne, you're 53 years old, saying outdated things. You sound like you're from another era." She thought of a few celebrities. "I'm even older than Nicole Kidman, Halle Berry, and Julia Roberts. I saw 'Back to the Future' when it first came out in theaters in 1985. I was 15 years old." Susanne puzzled at a modern item. "What’s this ‘Gramble’ or whatever it's called? I don't know how this thing works," she muttered, newly unfamiliar with the app. Heading upstairs again, Susanne touched up her appearance, looking forward to seeing Tom. She added more jewelry and fixed her hair while reminiscing how much she enjoyed cuddling with him during their 25 years together. Getting undressed to wear only her platform sandals, she crawled onto the bed, positioning her body in seductive, inviting poses, thinking about how she bought the sandals years ago after fighting off another shopper. "I finally got them for $150 from that boutique downtown. They match everything!" she recalled. Hearing a sound, she thought Tom was home but realized it wasn’t him. Disappointed, she shifted to dreaming about her childhood in the late 70s and early 80s, wearing flared jeans and bell-bottoms, having fun at roller rinks. Then, her dream shifted to her wedding day in 1998, wearing a beautiful white gown, getting married in a quant chapel downtown. Finally, her dream showed recent fond memories with Tom. Suddenly, she dreamed she was embracing Tom and waking up confused, thinking it was real. "Oh sorry, darling. Did I kick you in the head with my sandals?" she teased, calling him "my love," only to fully wake up and realize he wasn’t there. Jacob had forever forgotten his old life. Just then, Tom texted saying he'd be gone indefinitely, further sinking Susanne’s mood. "I suppose his work takes priority. Oh well..." she sighed, remembering how she freaked out over her wedding ring earlier that day. "Susanne, you're 53, be ladylike! Don't let Tom find out you lost the ring and screamed, then found it again!" she scolded herself. Meanwhile, the real Susanne in Jacob’s body smiled triumphantly from her new youthful position. "I can’t believe I stole his life! Such a second chance. He'll never have a normal childhood, and forget about girlfriends!" she thought, knowing her deceptive victory was complete.
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