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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 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 and explain why. Include his older aunt's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Include his older 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. Have him get home and fall asleep. Have him jerk awake at some point in the night when he realizes he's not even sleeping in a bed anymore. Have him look down realizing he's wearing a skimpy outfit and skimpy sandals with a description of the outfit and shoes with a purse on her shoulder and sunglasses on her face with a description of the outfit and shoes and have him doing something feminine to his appearance having long fake nails and a mature beverage in her hand. Have the boy look his body assuming he's still in his own body but just wearing girly clothes when he looks at his hands realizing his fingers are dainty and feminine and his feet seeing their dainty and feminine. Have him look down at his chest realizing he actually has boobs and have him see his feminine shoes. Include the woman's name, race not being white, what state she's from, age being older than his mom and dad in her 40s, birthday, birth year being older than his mom and dad, height, weight, eye color, hair color, hairstyle and who she is and and what she was doing before the boy possessed her body. Have a group of girls dressed just as skimpy wearing skimpy heels or wedges or sandals all around her age being older or younger walk up to the boy. Have the boy freak out at his body being scared of what's going on saying something about his appearance and have it be in quoted text. Have one of the girls respond to their friend in a way that suggests they assume nothing is wrong and their friend is just drunk and also have them say hey bitch are we still on for tonight or what and are you planning on getting all the attention from the cute young men tonight like you always do and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled wrong and stutters in the words spelled wrong before rubbing hands all over their friend. Have one of the other girls say how they know all the men will be so excited to get with one of them cause most guys love older women and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled wrong and stutters in the words spelled wrong. Reveal the names, ages, birthdays, and birth years of all the other women the woman is hanging out with. Reveal where the girls were planning on going. Have the boy try to stand up looking at his new reflection when he stumbles in the shoes landing on the ground. Have him find out the woman's birth year somehow freaking out as he was smart for his age and knew he was born in 2018 and the birth years of all his family members. Have him see his reflection seeing his new female and mature face that was wearing tons of makeup and lipstick and earrings and other piercings. Have him freak out and say wow I'm not supposed to be older than mommy and daddy and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled wrong and stutters in the words spelled wrong. Have him say how he misses his mommy and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled wrong and stutters in the words spelled wrong before covering his mouth hearing his new womanly voice. Have him say how he wants to go home and he'll miss grandma and mommy so much and that he'll miss his stuffed animal so much and that he can't believe he'll never be himself again and this must be a nightmare please be a nightmare and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled very wrong and stutters in the words spelled wrong unwillingly saying how he doesn't wanna be some random bitch adding stereotypical slang the race is known for saying before covering his mouth in fear. Have the other women dismiss their friend's weird behavior and have it be in quoted text. Have him squeeze his eyes shut as he realizes the swap is permanent. Have the boy try to get off the ground being unable to grip anything with his long fake nails looking at his outfit and shoes and purse as he started screaming he wanted to go home and he didn't wanna be a girl and he would really miss mommy and grandma and have it be in quoted text and broken English with words spelled wrong and stutters in the words being pronounced wrong. Have him close his eyes momentarily hoping it's just a dream but open his eyes still seeing the skimpy outfit and skimpy shoes. Have him trying to read a nearby sign to figure out where he is realizing he can't read the sign as well before drifting down to the Spanish translation and reading it perfectly. Have the girls walk up to their friend on the floor and tell her come on pendejo get off the floor are you drunk already and have it be in quoted text. Have the girls help their friend up to her feet forcing the boy to stumble in his skimpy sandals. Have one of the girls look at her friend and say come on bitch you haven't drank enough and let's go ladies drinks are on me tonight remember what we're celebrating and have it be in quoted text with what they're celebrating being a guy in one of their lives and which one of them is the one being celebrated and why. Have all the women including the boy use Gen Z and millennial Spanish English slang in all the quoted texts and have it be in quoted text.
In the year 2024, in the heart of Idaho, Hunter Green was born on February 14, 2018, making him a charming 6-year-old boy with earnest bright blue eyes and a crown of curly blond hair styled in a contemporary bob cut, giving him an air of freewheeling innocence. Standing at 3 feet 10 inches and weighing a healthy 46 pounds, the sight of Hunter, a picture-perfect white American boy, was heartwarming. Outfitted in his favorite denim jeans and yellow striped t-shirt, embellished with cartoonish digger trucks, and his ever-dependable red converse shoes, he echoed the innocence and joy of childhood. His voice, as he headed home alone for the first time resonated with excitement and an undertone of nerve. Hunter's mother, Sophia Green, a relatively young mother at 25 years old (born on April 9, 1999), was of medium height standing at 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighs around 135 pounds. Her support and permission had made Hunter's first lone journey possible. The boy's father, Richard Green (born on June 21, 1998), aged 26, a towering figure at 6 feet 2 inches weighing 180 pounds, however, was absent from Hunter's life owing to his army commitments and long, undefined periods of service abroad. Additionally, Hunter's Aunt Paige, Richard's older sister (born on May 2, 1996), aged 28, with a height of 5 feet 7 inches and a weight of 140 pounds was a significant presence in his life. His Uncle Jay, meanwhile, younger than Paige at 24, and born on December 4, 1999, wasn't present due to being away at college. Standing at 6 feet tall and weighing 160 pounds, Jay's stories of adventure always fascinated Hunter. Hunter's grandmother, Barbara (born on January 18, 1965), a relatively petite woman at 5 feet 2 inches and 120 pounds, then 59 years old, would always lend an ear to Hunter's storytelling ventures. Generously, she would give him the floor, let him scatter his excitement weave the stories he had to tell about his walk. He would narrate about what he saw, what he felt, all the while clutching his favorite stuffed lion to his chest. His dog, Buddy, would curl at his feet, his eyes darting back and forth following the animated movements of this 6-year-old owner. And suddenly, he awoke, jerked out of his peaceful slumber, his bed replaced with a firm cold pavement. His wide eyes adjusted to the dazzling streetlights, his skinny toddler sized body was clothed in a surreal skimpy red glittering outfit. A tastefully matched pair of sandals cradled his feet and a small purse adorned his thin shoulder. A pair of oversized sunglasses was slid over his head, pushing back his hair. His hands were no more his chubby fingers but instead slender, feminine fingers with long nails adorned with an exquisite French mani. Shocked, Hunter checked his reflection on the shiny surface of a nearby car door. The face mirrored back wasn't his but of a mature woman in her early 40s. Her smooth cocoa skin glowed under the street light. Her silky black hair was styled in a sleek bob cut, accentuating her soft brown eyes accentuated by bold winged eyeliner and luscious mascaraed lashes. This body belonged to Maria Silva, from Florida. Then, a group of similarly adorned women approached him. They wore skimpy clothes revealing their bodies, their equally long legs were clad in high heel sandals. Their laughter and chatter pierced through the unusual silence around him. "Hey gurl, you drunk a'ready?" one of them asked, offering a hand to Maria while looking questioningly. "Whoa, slow down, mama. We got all night," another teased, steadying Maria with a slender hand on her arm, "You plannin' on taking all the cute young men again?" Drunk on confusion, fear and the absurd reality of his situation, Hunter blurted, "I...I ain't suppa’ be older dan mommy-n-daddy." He tried to stand but her long, lean legs buckled under her in the strappy high-heeled sandals. Tears streamed down his face, his high pitched voice turned into a low sultry tone, a paradox to his plight. "I want ma mommy...I want ma mommy..." he chocked, his sobs echoing through the quiet streets. Hunter scanned the surroundings for some familiar landmarks but everything was alien to him. He felt tears prick his eyes as he whimpered, "I ain’t...ain’t supposed ta be here. I wan’ go home…to ma gramma and Buddy.” Suddenly, he heard one of the girls speaking on her phone, excitedly chatting about their plans for the evening, "We gonna have a blast, girl, ain't nobody gonna spoil Jackeline's bachelorette tonight!" Realizing the permanence of his situation, Hunter was overcome with a surge of helplessness, clutching his slender waist, he whispered, "I don't wanna be some random chica. This ain't fair," he said as he skimmed through his purse looking for some answers. A driver's license showed Maria Silva's information, confirming what he already suspected. But the birth date stamped on the card turned the situation grimmer. Born in 1981, Maria Silva was, in fact, older than his parents. Born in 1998 and 1999, his parents were both younger than this body he now inhabited. His legs gave way, fear and horror washed over him. "Dis ain’t fair…" Hunter muttered, "Dis is all wron’... I don’t wanna be dis…” With the last bit of his strength, he tried standing up, only to fail. A pair of firm hands grabbed him, lifting him up to his feet. "Come on, pendeja, are you drunk already? Let's have some fun," they laughed and he was no longer Hunter, a 6-year-old boy. Somewhere between time and space, he was Maria Silva, a 40 something-year-old woman.
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