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Question: The year is 2021. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday mentioned, birth year mentioned, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to a salon alone for the first as he entered the salon. Have the woman working be a Korean woman with a Korean style pixie cut, a blazer, a blouse, ankle cut pants of some kind and platform sandals with her nails painted and a wedding ring on her finger and jewelry all over her body with a description of the jewelry. Reveal the Korean woman's name, age mentioned, height being shorter than his grandma, weight, birthday, birth year being 4 years younger than his grandma, hair color and eye color. Have the Korean woman leave the room to get something for the boy's hair cut and have her say to the boy to wait for her to come back and have it be in quoted text and very broken English and halted with misspellings. Have the boy slip his own shoes and socks while he waited as he felt the cold floor beneath his feet as he walked around the barber. Have the boy suddenly need to use the bathroom innocently yelling out he had to potty and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have the boy decide to go down a hallway thinking it led to the bathroom as he walked with his head up looking at something else not looking at the ground. Have the boy trip over something losing his balance before looking down realizing he accidentally tripped over the Korean woman's platform sandals and managed to slip them on by accident. Have the boy go to remove them when his clothing evaporated and disappeared scaring him. Have the boy try to remove the platform sandals when his feet started cracking and aging into female feet with red nail polish matching the Korean woman's. Have the boy frantically pull the platform sandals removing them but not stopping the changes. Have the boy say he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and he didn't do anything wrong and just had to potty and he doesn't wanna be an icky girl and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have him somehow realize in his heart he's only slightly younger than his grandma and much older than his mom and aunt causing him to cry. Have the boy be scared as he worriedly started singing a song his mom always taught him to sing when he was scared. Have his whole body morph and mature into the woman's as an identical outfit and nail polish formed on him as he looked exactly like the woman minus the jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals. Have the boy's memories start altering as his voice and accent changed into a Korean one. Have the boy continue singing the song to calm himself down as his memories altered completely as he was singing an American lullaby and have it be in quoted text as it morphs into a traditional Korean song having the quoted text morph midway through but also having the Korean song also be translated. Have the woman smile as she finished singing before looking down at her outfit before spotting her jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals which were hers of course. She then strutted over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring being specific about the jewelry she was adding and where she was adding it and how she was adding it. Have her then pick up her platform sandals walking to a nearby chair and sitting down pulling her pant legs up and setting the platform sandals down momentarily. Have her bend down slipping each platform sandal in it's rightful spot onto her feet with a step by step process on what she was doing. Have her then adjust her outfit and her platform sandals in a feminine way doing womanly things as she walked around her salon stumbling and losing her platform sandals once again momentarily. Have her grab them again putting them on once again adjusting them to fit her feet even tighter and adjusting her hair and with very detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her platform sandals. Please include a detailed description of how she adjusted her platform sandals on her feet. Have reality change to where she remembered removing her jewelry and platform sandals and wedding ring with a weird explanation for why she did being she didn't wanna intimidate the little boy with her massive sandals and that she had just decided to put her platform sandals and wedding ring and jewelry all back on and include it in the story. Have the woman look around her salon wondering where the kid she was waiting on went strutting around loudly and worriedly before saying out loud that she wondered where the little boy went saying where little boy go without her noticing as she never left the room and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English and forgetting certain basic English words saying something else. Have her continue to tidy up her salon being specific on what she was doing while happily strutting around in her platform sandals hearing the thump they made each time they hit the ground as she walked singing a traditional Korean song while she worked. Have her start sweeping glancing down at her platform sandals on her feet deciding to adjust them once again before again grabbing her broom and continuing her sweeping. Have her smile as she looked at her reflection before sitting down and crossing her legs saying how she loved being a woman and have it be in quoted text and halted and very broken English.
In the radiant sunny state of California, in the year 2021, lived an irresistibly adorable 6 year-old boy named Liam Alex Carter. Born on the 12th day of December, 2015, Liam stood 3 feet 11 inches tall; his weight, a light 45 pounds. A distinguished mop of hazelnut curly hair sat atop his head, contrasting his dark blue eyes, which contained an innocent spark of curiosity. Liam was showered with love from his young mother, Emily Carter. Born on 21st February 1995, Emily was a stunning 26 year-old brunette. Standing at 5 feet 6 inches and weighing 120 pounds, her vibrant green eyes made her exceedingly warm and approachable. The cute, soft curls framing her face rendered her natural beauty all the more captivating. Liam's father, Christopher Brown, was no longer part of their lives. Born on the 10th of May, 1994, Christopher was a tall and sturdy man of 27 years. He stood at 6 feet 2 inches, weighed 180 pounds, and had spiky auburn hair that complemented his electric green eyes. Liam also had a delightful young aunt named Rebecca Carter. Born on August 15, 1997, the 24 year-old stood 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighed 130 pounds. She had straight ashen hair that reached midway down her back, and her eyes were a bright hazel that shimmered with her jovial spirit. Samuel Carter, Liam's uncle- just two years older than Rebecca, was always preoccupied with work. A man of 6 feet, weighing 175 pounds, he had tousled black hair, disheveled due to his busy life, with his stunning gray eyes usually hidden behind thick glasses. Their guiding light was their Grandma, Edna Carter, born on February 6, 1947. At 74 years, her 5 feet 3 inches frame neared frailty, weighing just around 85 pounds. Despite her age, her short cut silver hair was well-kept and her sky blue eyes twinkled with wisdom of her years. One real sunny day, Liam set off on an adventure in his neighborhood. He decided to explore an exclusive salon down the street. As he pushed open its doors, he was greeted by a delightful Korean lady. The woman, Seo-yeon, was a petite 70 year-old lady. Born on February 4, 1951, she stood shorter than Grandma Edna at 5 feet 1 inch, but had a healthy weight of 100 pounds. The short and fashionable Korean style “pixie cut” bob prowled around her jet-black hair, her eyes donned an elegant brown. She was dressed impeccably, a blazer covering a trendy blouse, ankle cut pants, and exquisite platform sandals that elevated her appearance. The two silver rings worn on her yellow-tinted nails stood out as testament to her elegant age. Various intricate jewelry garnished her body, making her a mesmerizing sight. "Wait here, little boy, me be right back,” Seo-yeon said in her distinct accent, leaving Liam in the room. The moment she left, Liam hastily slipped off his shoes and socks. The cold tile felt delightfully chilly on his bare feet. Suddenly, he needed to run to the restroom. “I need to pottyyyy!” he exclaimed in perfect little boy English. He ventured down a hall he thought was the path to a restroom. Walking absorbedly, his gaze entranced by a peculiar picture, he didn’t see the ground right beneath his feet. He tripped over an object and managed to slip his feet into its hollow. He looked down and realized he had accidentally put his tiny feet into Seo-yeon’s massive platform sandals. He was about to pull them off when his clothes evaporated into thin air. When he tried to shake off the sandals, his feet started cracking and aging. His small, soft feet turned into a woman’s...just like Seo-yeon’s, complete with identical red nail polish. Justice doesn't seem to understand what happened. "I'm gonna miss mommy and grandma soo much! I didn't do anything wrong...just had to potty. I don’t wanna be an icky girl," he said distressedly, somehow cognizant that he was now much older than his mother and his aunt and only slightly younger than his grandma. Scared, he started to sing a song his mother always sang when he was scared, an American lullaby: "Hush, little baby, don't say a word, Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird." Then, his childhood memories began to alter... morphing as his voice and accent diluted into a Korean one. His lyrics changed half way through, "자장자장 잘자라 내꿀아, 만날 그날까지 안녕히," translating to "Go to sleep my honey, until the day we meet, good bye." He could feel his body morphing into Seo-yeon’s, her exact clothing materialising on him. He now looked just her - minus the jewelry, wedding ring, and platform sandals. Still, he sang, transitioning seamlessly from the American lullaby to the Korean lullaby. Soon after, Seo-yeon entered the salon noticing her jewelry and sandals. Startled, she noticed her own mirror reflection - it was her alright. She swayed to her jewelry, adorning each piece to perfection. Her hands then reached for her wedding ring, placed on her ring finger. She strutted over to her platform sandals that lay beside a comfortable chair. She sat, pulling up her pant legs and set her platform sandals down. With the utmost precision, she carefully slipped her feet into each sandal, secured her toes in, and then tightened the ankle straps. Standing now, she adjusted her blazer, the blouse beneath, and then her pants and platform sandals again one more time. She fitted the heel into her feet snugly, pulling at the straps to readjust its fit. There was a momentary stumble, but she quickly regained her composure and fitted her sandals back soon after. She gingerly admired her own reflection before adjusting her platform sandals again. In reality, she remembered having taken off her jewelry, platform sandals, and wedding ring earlier, so as not to intimidate the young American boy, Liam. She realized that she now had to put her items back in place. Looking around, Seo-yeon wondered where Liam had gone. She glanced around the salon muttering "Where little boy go?" She then proceeded to sweep, occasionally breaking into a traditional Korean song. From time to time, she looked down at her feet, admired her platform sandals, and continued her tasks while happily pacing around in her sandals, hearing the distinctive thump each time they hit the ground. As the day was coming to a close, Seo-yeon looked at her own reflection, admired her beautiful self and said contently in her halted English, "Me love be woman, happy be woman."
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